Daqian and Dayun are isolated and have no access to each other. They are isolated by the Daguangming Mountains between the mountains, and there are city walls in the plains.

Therefore, Dayun almost cut off contact with the people of Daqian.

"We have started trade with Daqian." The gray-haired old man was energetic and his eyes were bright: "I followed him over to open my eyes."

"Lao Tan, you have a good son." Someone sighed.

Tan He's son was a weaver, and his business was very large. He had access to all the major cities in Dayun, and he was able to do a lot of work.

"It's not worth mentioning. What's there to say about doing business?" Tan He smiled nonchalantly: "Daqian and Dayun are indeed different, more refined, especially Shenjing, which is no less prosperous.

In our Yunjing, the trend of extravagance is even more popular."

"Oh——?" More than a dozen people stared at him curiously.

Tan He said with emotion: "If our two dynasties can be completely connected, it will be a blessing for our people."

Everyone nodded.

Dayun is a martial artist, but even if he is a martial artist, he knows that war kills people, especially ordinary people. He would rather be a peace dog than leave people alone.
Chapter completed!