The few empty rafts were connected horizontally at both ends of the Kuye River, forming a simple floating bridge.

Gao Jin thought the team would not stay for too long, but the facts told him that on the vast grassland, there were so many inconspicuous small tribes that they sent out in less than two hours without taking a few wooden signs. In addition, after the tribes that came to trade from nearby joined, the wooden signs they had prepared were not enough.

In the end, a bunch of wooden signs were made temporarily, so the tribes near the banks of the Kuye River were all working hard to find other tribes in all directions. The herdsmen of these small tribes were nomadic all year round, and eating and sleeping on horseback was common, so they often brought a few horses, chose a direction to ride a horse, and went up to pull people when they met a tribe.

In the face of the temptation of the iron pot, no danger is concerned, not to mention that the noble man from the Ming Dynasty brought extremely powerful soldiers and horses, which also gave them full confidence.

So Gao Jin, who had only planned to stay for a few days, had been staying for ten days. He never thought that the many goods he brought in in the summer when the business trips disappeared could make those small tribes crazy. From the fifth day, tribes two or three hundred miles away had arrived to trade. Moreover, from the herdsmen, Gao Jin knew that the wooden signs of the chamber of commerce he had sent out Li Laogen were spreading further away, which was completely beyond his expectations.

...

"Second brother, we can't leave!"

Chen Sheng looked at the front of the camp, and the yurts built by the herdsmen who came came all came up with dozens of tents, with an incredible expression on his face. You should know that they had been staying in Hekou Fort for more than a month. In addition to the various goods produced in the fortress, Fanji Trading, plus the goods brought by those merchants, the goods they carried during this trip can be said to be hundreds of times that of the Gao family caravans in the past.

Although no one said that, they were worried that so many goods would not be sold to Guihua City. However, my second brother had never made any mistakes, so no one questioned them. But now he was only dozens of miles away from Gubei Village. The goods were almost 30% gone, but the tribes that came from afar were still in constant force.

"I'm afraid I can't leave."

Gao Jin himself had never expected it, but this was not a bad thing. Instead, he fully realized that there was great potential on the grassland, and the powerful and wealthy families in the wall would embezzle the land and conceal the population. In order to avoid exploitation from most of the people, there were not many or a small tribe with about a hundred people wandering in Hetao.

If it weren't for his goods that led these small tribes out this time, he might have thought that the Hetao Mongolian tribe would be so hot that the large tribes of Mengshikli would have a population of only tens of thousands. Now, thinking about such a large grassland, how could it be that small population?

"A Sheng, continue to send people to the camps of herders to maintain order, but as long as we do not violate the rules we set, don't worry too much."

Gao Jin looked at the temporary camp with nearly a hundred people in a few days, and ordered Chen Sheng.

"The second brother is planning to conquer these tribes."

Chen Sheng thought a lot all of a sudden, but he was not surprised. Although the small tribes were nominally Mongolian, who would take them seriously? They were all the ones who had milk and were the ones. Moreover, since the Mongolians criticized Genghis Khan, they attached great importance to bloodlines. For example, these small tribes that did not even have surnames, would not care about bullshit glory.

Isn't this iron pot fragrant? Isn't this cotton cloth soft? Are there any pots and pans made of pots and pans that are not easy to use?

Chen Sheng had no doubt that if the second brother spoke up and wanted to take these tribes as a supporter, some of them would be extremely happy.

"It's not a question of subdue. Asheng, you can't do things too quickly. You have to do it step by step, and it will naturally come naturally."

Gao Jin knew that many people in the team were thinking about it now. Even Chen Sheng, who had always been calm, was a little impatient, so he pressed his shoulder and pointed at the yurts and said, "These Tartars are coming here because we have goods that they do not have. To put it bluntly, there is no deep interest between us and them. It is all false to talk about subdue at this time."

"Now, let's be a fair arbitrator first and build prestige. As for other things, take your time and don't hurry."

Gao Jin said earnestly that the Tartars in these small tribes did not have any national concepts. Genghis Khan's great achievements were too far away from them. Just like ordinary people inside the walls, who would care what Emperor Taizu and Emperor Yongle had done? What they thought was nothing more than how to live.

There is already some meaning of a market here. Although the scale is not as large as that of Guihua City and the several markets opened by the imperial court, there is one advantage, that is, the tribes that come here to trade are all free, rather than monopolized by the Taiji people of those large tribes.

In other words, this is a direct transaction between sellers and buyers. There is no middleman to make a difference. Moreover, as a strong party, Gao Jin can put his rules and ideas on these small tribes, so he is no longer in a hurry to go to the Naturalized City to make transactions.

"Second brother, I know what to do!"

Chen Sheng nodded heavily. He understood what his second brother meant. At present, these small tribes were just for profit, but the benefits they gave were not enough to tie these small tribes to their chariots, so there was no need to rush to act, just grasp the degree.

...

The pot and spoon that Buhua puts his waist has become a symbol of identity. The sign he issued has earned three large iron pots and one small iron pot for his tribe. Now he is the hero of the tribe. Although the things that can be exchanged for goods in the tribe are gone, Buhua still stays.

"Brother Buhua, that noble man from the Ming Dynasty really even collected the nitrite soil?"

Seeing a few newcomers asking, he answered with great care. He was very grateful to the old man and told them that in addition to collecting wool, the caravan also collected nitrite and alkaline soil, and also asked someone to teach them how to collect nitrite and alkaline soil.

He took out the nucleus soil collected from the fence of the livestock, and explained how to sweep the nucleus soil and how to find alkaline soil in the meadow sand. The herdsmen who had just come from afar listened attentively, fearing that they could miss a little. The long list of rafts by the river made them realize that the goods owned by the Ming Dynasty were unimaginable, and they were not afraid of not having goods, but they didn't have enough things to exchange for.

After a long time, when these new herdsmen left, Buhua looked at the caravan staff in the yurt and smiled. He told these newcomers so much detail, so there was naturally a benefit to get it. Otherwise, who would be happy to do such a thing and make a fortune in silence?

"Don't worry, I've recorded it all for you. You can go to the camp to get goods tomorrow."

The guy sent by Li Laogen was also a Tartar, but his ancestors came to dig food in the ground where the walls were closed. Apart from speaking Mongolian, they never regarded himself as a Tartar.

...

As night fell, the bonfire was bright in the temporary camp, and in the circle painted by lime powder, two shirtless herders stared at each other, with fierce expressions, and a circle of screaming herders surrounded.

"Hare you here."

With the shouts, all the herders knelt on the ground and greeted the nobleman of the Ming Dynasty with reverence.

"Everyone gets up, there are no noble people today."

Gao Jin shouted in Mongolian verbal, and the herdsmen stood up one after another, but they were all grateful to the noble man. If it weren't for this noble man, they wouldn't have exchanged so many rich goods for horses, livestock, valuable wool and earth rubbish. If they had exchanged for the majority of Taiji and noble men, they would have to take away their last lamb and suck them.

Nearly two hundred herders came from more than 30 tribes, and there were more troubles when there were too many people. If they followed the rules on the grassland, I was afraid that they would have drawn their swords and chopped them together. I don’t know how many of them would die. However, because Gao Jin set the rules, he was not allowed to use swords in the camp or fight privately. So every night, the resentment arose during the day would be solved by everyone in the drawn circles.

The Gao family army stationed in the camp was arbitration, but the herdsmen did not expect that Gao Jin, the nobleman, also came in person, and they were excited for a moment. The two herdsmen who were about to fall in the circle were ready to beat each other and vowed to defeat each other in front of this nobleman.

Most of the herdsmen who were sent by their own tribe to exchange goods were young and strong in the tribe who were considered warriors. People on the grassland have always respected the strong. These herdsmen who have seen the strong army of the Gao family naturally longed to become soldiers under the noble man Gao Jin.

There were at least fifty cavalrymen from the Gao family army who were born in Tartar. They wore these fine armors that the herdsmen could never imagine. The steel knives at their waists were even more powerful weapons that they could not afford, which made them even more wanting to seek for the noble man.

"I got into the circle and was thrown out of the circle and lost. I couldn't get up and lost..."

Gao Jin is very familiar with the rules of wrestling. This time he became an arbiter himself. Following his words, the two herders who were arguing about the quarrels were like red-eyed bulls, howling and summoning each other, trying to throw the other out of the circle, or even if they fell to the point where they could never get up.

The competition between the two became extremely intense from the beginning. The ambition to be appreciated by noble people and gain fame made them constantly hit together like two crazy beasts. Even if their upper body was caught, their skin was blooming and blood was pouring on, no one stepped back. This bloody fall that was almost fighting made the herdsmen around them shout even more crazily.

Seeing this scene, Gao Jin knew that the bitter and cold life on the grassland made these lower-level herders very wild. To conquer them, they should not rely solely on simple interests and kindness, but also let them know who is the real strong man. Since Altan Khan left, Ordos was partially split and the Tumote tribe was in constant internal struggle. The descendants of the Golden Family who thought they were noble in their blood were only left to open their mouths to praise the great achievements of Genghis Khan, the ancestor, but they themselves became wastes who were greedy for enjoyment.

Gao Jin thought so, and looked at the two herdsmen who were already like blood on their upper bodies still hugging each other with red eyes, and suddenly stood up, "You are all warriors, this time they will be a draw."

Gao Jin separated the two, and at this time the other herdsmen also cheered themselves. The Mongolians were the most powerful warriors. The two fought bloody battles, and none of them retreated. In their opinion, this noble man was dealing with them with a decent and generous manner.

"There is no loser in this wrestling, this is a reward for you."

Following Gao Jin's words, Hu Yanping, who was accompanying him, took out two hunting knives and stuffed them to the two herdsmen who were a little stunned after getting up. Then the two herdsmen pulled out the two steel hunting knives in public. They were so excited that they couldn't control themselves. They knelt on the ground and said, "We are willing to follow the nobles, and please accept us."

The two of them knelt down, which was beyond Gao Jin's expectations, but this time he came here to win people's hearts. At the same time, he recruited some warriors from these small tribes to establish another layer of relationship with these small tribes.

"I have many rules here, no more free and happy than you in the tribe, you can think clearly."

Gao Jin said majesticly, and his words immediately told the two herders to kowtow to the ground, "We are willing to follow the nobles, even if there are many rules."

"Okay, then you guys get up, I'll accept you. Since you are all mine in the future, you should not hate each other again."

With Gao Jin's words, the two herders who had to kill and had to kill were hugged each other and called Anda to each other, just to envy the herders beside them.

Seeing the expressions of the herdsmen around him, Gao Jin nodded secretly, and then signaled to Li Laogen who was following him to announce the news in public. Gao Jin wanted to hold a Nadam Conference, ride a horse, shoot archery and wrestle. As long as he entered the top 50, he would be rewarded. As for the top three, he would be rewarded more.
Chapter completed!