"Ali, can you buy ironware in the big market in Kaiyuan?"

"Well, there are a lot of ironware in Kaiyuan! Every household of the wealthy Han tribe there uses iron pots! It's just that it's difficult to bring ironware out of the border wall. Only tribes like us who pay tribute can take away some of it..."

"Praise the Lord God! Are there all kinds of craftsmen in the Kaiyuan Market? Including shipbuilders and blacksmiths?..."

"Of course! It was a big market town, and there were all kinds of craftsmen! However, many of them were military households of the guards, or were registered as craftsmen and belonged to the various guards of the Ming Dynasty, just like tribal people with tribal affiliations.

After the dismantling of the Jilin Shipyard, the original shipbuilders should have dispersed into various nearby guard stations. As for the blacksmiths, the best ones must be in Liaoyang City, where the best iron armor and iron knives are produced!…"

"!...Tribute...Trade...Artisan..."

After hearing these words, Zuvalo's eyes flashed and he was obviously thinking. After a while, he stood up, walked behind the altar, found something shiny, and walked back.

"Ali, take it and look at this!"

"Ah! This, this is? Is this?!..."

"That's right! This is your majesty...the gold that was favored by the great southern tribal alliance according to the great shaman's prophecy! How about this gold talisman, which weighs exactly one kilogram. If I bring ten pack horses, I can carry ten bags like this

gold to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty and Liaodong over there

…Then can I go to the capitals of twenty Kaiyuan, meet their divine emperors, and submit a certificate of credence for tribute? Then, I don’t want any reward, as long as their divine emperors give them

I just need a group of the best craftsmen!…”

"What!"

Seeing the heavy golden talisman of the main god flashing in his hand, Harman chief Ali was shocked, and his eyes showed desire. As a Mature Jurchen tribe who has paid tribute for generations, he certainly knows the value of gold, and he also knows this small piece of golden gold.

Things, how much valuable iron and cloth can be exchanged in Kaiyuan Market! Immediately afterwards, his head was in a trance, and he did not hear Zuvalo's next words at all, but only heard the incredible description.

"God! Ancestor! Shaman, you just said... how much gold? Ten... pieces?..."

"?...Ten yuan is enough for what? If one person carries it away, why do you need ten horses to carry it? I mean, ten bags! One straw bag is a hundred catties, ten bags are a thousand catties!..."

"Ten straw bags? A thousand catties? Gold?!"

"Yes! Is it enough? I can only take out so much now, and I still have to leave five hundred catties for trade with the east... If it's not enough, there will be more later..."
Chapter completed!