"Young Patriarch, let's put aside for the moment the reason why these 'warriors' surrounded my Gu family man. Can you please ask a doctor to look at his injuries first?"
Elun looked at her for a moment and then said to the attendants beside him: "Go and ask Tut to come over."
"Thank you." Qi Surong saluted, and then ordered a few guys to carry Xiao Liu into the tent.
"Are the prices of your caravan's goods fixed?" Yi Lun stopped Qi Surong outside the tent, leaned against the wooden pile casually, and looked at her deeply.
"I will set the base price for bulk cargo. The specific price can be changed separately. The difference will be counted as their extra income." Qi Surong answered.
"Oh?" Elun said with interest, "This method is not bad. However, your guy's appetite is much bigger than yours."
"Sorry, my management is not strict." As Qi Surong said, he turned his head inadvertently and saw two men, one old and one strong, walking towards this side following a retinue. Her pupils shrank, her gaze fell directly on the man behind the old man, and her heartbeat couldn't stop accelerating.
It's Jinyun! Qi Surong tried his best not to show too much excitement, but the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.
Yi Lun glanced at those people first, then looked at Qi Surong doubtfully, and asked, "Do you know Tut?"
"I've heard something." Qi Surong looked away and tried to remain calm as he said, "It is said that he is a well-known traveling doctor in the Western Regions, no less than a famous doctor in the Central Plains."
"Yes, Tut's medical skills are indeed excellent. You are lucky, he happened to come to Boya before you." Before Elun could ask further, Tut had already walked closer.
"Good day, young chief." Tut gave him a clan salute.
"No need to be polite." Elun glanced at the man behind Tut and asked, "Doctor Tut, who is this person behind you? It seems that he has never seen him before."
"Oh, his name is Motuo, and he is my servant. He is not very smart, but he has a lot of strength." Tut replied with a smile.
"Which ethnic group are you from?" This man was muscular, with a beard on his face. He wore a felt hat on his head and his hair was messy on his shoulders. He looked like a refugee.
"He's a Han Chinese."
"Han people?" Yi Lun's eyes were dark and scrutinizing.
"Young patriarch, don't worry. This man is just a fool. He can't speak clearly. I took him in because I thought he was pitiful. He has been with me for more than a year now."
"Well, okay, the injured is inside, you can go in."
Tut bowed again and led "Motu" into the tent.
Qi Surong remained silent, looking at the man whom Tut called "Motu" without revealing any trace, and once again confirmed that the man was Jin Yun she had been looking for, but Jin Yun seemed not to recognize her, his eyes It was turbid and without any ups and downs. He didn't even look at her until he entered the tent.
what happened? Could it be that, as Tut said, Jin Yun hurt his brain and became a fool
Qi Surong suppressed the doubts in her heart and said to Yi Lun: "Young patriarch, I also want to go in and have a look. I'm sorry."
Elun did not stop her and watched her enter the tent. Then, he summoned a guard and ordered: "Send people to monitor Tut, Motuo and the Gu family's caravan respectively."
Qi Surong walked into the tent and immediately saw Tut sitting cross-legged on the carpet to check Xiaoliu's injury, while Jinyun stood aside blankly. She walked up to Jin Yun seemingly casually and looked at him sideways.
Jinyun seemed completely unaware, turning a blind eye to everything around him. He only followed orders and did whatever Tut told him to do.
Qi Surong felt sad. The once high-spirited man was now as lifeless as a puppet. I originally thought he was pretending on purpose, but now it seems that he was probably seriously injured. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Jin Yun to not even have a suggestive look at such a close distance.
Jinyun, Jinyun, Surong finally found you, are you okay? For two years, more than seven hundred days and nights, the person she had been waiting for and looking for was clearly right in front of her, but she could not recognize him. She held back her tears and forced herself to cheer up.
It's okay, at least knowing that he is still alive is a great blessing among misfortunes. Even if Jin Yun never regains consciousness in the future, she is willing to protect him for the rest of her life.
After a while, Tut completed the diagnosis and said: "His injuries are not serious, they are just external injuries. Apply medicine on time and rest for a few days."
"Thank you, doctor." Qi Surong looked at Tut who was sorting out the medicine box and said, "Doctor, how many days will it take for you to apply these medicines?"
"It will last until he recovers," Tut replied.
"Our caravan travels for business all year round, so it is inevitable that we will have some minor injuries and aches. We don't have enough medicine for this trip. Can we purchase some from you?"
"I do have a lot of good medicine, how much do you want?"
"Standing medicines, fifty bottles of each kind."
Tut was surprised: "What do you want so much for?"
Qi Surong smiled and said: "Dr. Suwen Tut has excellent medical skills and is also good at refining medicine. It is rare to meet him now, so naturally he cannot let him go."
Tut chuckled, stroking his beard and said: "The quantity you want is too much. I can only sell you thirty bottles of each kind, and we can't deliver it immediately. You have to wait seven to five days for me to prepare it." Say it again."
"Nothing, we are going to stay here for a few more days anyway, Dr. Tut will just prepare the medicine, the price is not an issue."
Tudou nodded, handed the medicine box to Motuo, said hello and led him out of the tent.
Qi Surong could only watch Jin Yun leave, thinking about ways to take Jin Yun away. Although it temporarily delayed time and established a relationship with Tutela, how should Jin Yun communicate with her now
After lunch, Elun sent someone to ask her to discuss the deal.
Qi Surong opened the curtain and stepped in.
"Sit down." Elun pointed to the tables on the side. "There are drinks on the table. You can do as you like."
"Young Patriarch, you're welcome." Qi Surong sat down and went straight to the topic, "Let's talk about business first."
"Okay." Elun shook the cup in his hand and asked, "How much food and grass do you have on hand?"
"More than 20,000 kilograms." Qi Surong exaggerated. In fact, the grain and grass they transported this time was only 10,000 jins, and they also sold a batch on the way, leaving probably less than 5,000 jins on hand.
"I want them all." Elun said solemnly, "You immediately ask your people to drag the goods into Boa."
"I'm afraid it's too late." Qi Surong replied, "Other grain and grass are shipped to various tribes in the Western Region. If the price is right, there must be very little left."
"That's not what you told my men last night." Elun narrowed his eyes, "Whoever you say has a reasonable price will be given priority to sell to."
"That's just an excuse." Qi Surong said without changing his expression, "The young clan leader is the general who leads a party. He should know that 'the military orders of the generals abroad will not be accepted'. The same is true for businessmen. When operating abroad, you should act expediently. Time is right. For businessmen, it is a business opportunity. If you make decisions based on orders, you may not be able to do business."
Elun stared at her closely, and finally uttered a sentence for a long time: "You are very bold."
"Thank you, Young Patriarch." Qi Surong straightened his back and looked back without fear.
"Ha." Elun snorted, "Zhuo Fan, do you know the consequences of cheating on me?"
"Young clan leader, please don't get angry." Qi Surong said calmly, "What if I really have 20,000 kilograms of grain in hand? How long can I feed my brothers in the clan?"
"What do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is that if the young patriarch is willing, he can place a long-term order for food from my Gu family." Qi Surong finally said his plan, "It is not easy to get out of the customs. It is impossible to transport too much food each time. If you place a long-term order, The price is negotiable.”
Elun was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Hahaha, good boy, I do underestimate you."
"What do you think, young patriarch?"
"Of course, why should I refuse?" Yi Lun stood up, walked to Qi Surong, and looked at her condescendingly, "Your Gu family is the first trading company that dares to provide food and grass to the tribes in the Western Regions for a long time. Zhuo Fan, the Gu family has Why rely on it?"
Qi Surong also stood up and replied: "I'm afraid it's inconvenient to tell you what I rely on. Please forgive me, young patriarch."
"Okay." Elun said, "If what you say is true, then I will buy your grain and grass at a high price."
"Thank you." Qi Surong bowed his hand.
"However," Yi Lun bowed slightly, brought his face closer, and said in a deep voice, "You must stay in Boya until you receive the second batch of food. You will not be free until the deal between us is implemented correctly."
Qi Surong leaned back slightly: "Even if there is no future deal, I'm afraid the young patriarch will not let us leave easily."
"Zhuo Fan," Elun raised his hand to lift her hair tie and pointedly said, "it's better not to be too understanding in life, if you don't want to die too soon. At least you have succeeded in making me start to doubt you. With your identity, you are definitely not an ordinary caravan leader."
"Young Patriarch is overly concerned." Qi Surong calmly took his hairband back and said, "If there is nothing else, please excuse me. I hope that Young Patriarch will keep his promise and the grain and grass will be purchased at a high price this time."
This guy really doesn't give in and is extremely obsessed with price. Yi Lun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but did not make things difficult again. He took a step back and said, "Okay, you can give me a transaction list and future cooperation regulations later. If there are no objections, our deal can be concluded."
Qi Surong left in response. Yi Lun looked at the fluttering curtains, put his fingers to the tip of his nose, and thought thoughtfully: This faint fragrance...
The next day, Qi Surong went to Tut's tent generously on the pretext of buying medicine.
As soon as I walked near the tent, I heard scattered scolding and ridicule. Looking around, I saw a man being pushed by a group of children, being thrown with stones and poked with wooden sticks. The man only dodged but did not fight back. There were many laughing adults standing around, with no intention of stepping forward to stop him.
A trace of anger flashed in Qi Surong's eyes. The man being chased was none other than Jin Yun.
She rushed up quickly and shouted: "What are you doing? Is it fun to bully others?"