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Chapter 689 Caravan (1)

Pei Xingjian arrived in Goguryeo after the Lantern Festival. However, due to regional reasons, Goguryeo was still covered with ice and snow. Even wearing fur, he could still feel the biting cold wind constantly drilling into it.

"Damn it, what kind of broken place is this? Why is it still so cold at the end of January?" The three layers of robe wrapped in the boss of the Xiong family looked very bloated, and he looked like a black bear coming out to find food.

"It has never been like this in Liaodong. You don't think about being warmer in less than April." Xiong Lao Er's clothes are not much better than his elder brother. When he heard his eldest son humming there, he couldn't help but echo.

Boss Xiong tightened his leather robe and patted his big head: "How did people survive in such a cold place? Are they all hibernating like bears?"

The second brother Xiong gave his elder brother a blank look, as if he was blaming him for not asking such a childish question. The second uncle Pei Xingjian sat inside the horse and poked his head out of the window: "The Goguryeo people are actually similar to our Tang people, and it's just a habit. If we live here for ten or eight years, we will probably get used to it."

Xiong Dashen nodded with consent, but soon asked with some concern: "Habit? This is possible! But Master Pei, you shouldn't plan to stay in Goguryeo for ten years, right?"

Pei Xingjian thought of Li Muyun’s explanation before coming out, and sighed with a nonchalant voice: “It won’t be enough for ten years, but I’m afraid I can’t go back within three or five years.”

To promote a country's currency appreciation, depreciation is by no means a matter of one or two. No matter how much Goguryeo is, it is still a country with sovereignty. Although the king is a little scared, it is impossible for the Tang Dynasty to do whatever the Tang Dynasty said.

So if you want to fool Goguryeo, you can only use a series of political and economic means to work together. This way, according to Pei Xingjian, it is impossible to achieve anything in less than ten or eight years.

The Xiong brothers looked at each other. They had never thought that the trip to Goguryeo would take several years, and even their thoughts of complaining were fading for a while.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who was walking in the same car as Pei Xingjian smiled and said, "Young Master Pei is such a bad word. We are here just doing business. I'm afraid it's a little over three or five years."

"Oh? I wonder how Manager Zhao said this?" Pei Xingjian took his attention from the window and looked at the middle-aged man who was walking with him.

Pei Xingjian's identity in Goguryeo this time was a child of a businessman. His family mainly managed various businesses for King Xiaoyao. The purpose of going to Goguryeo was to open up the market and seek cooperation.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao was a temporary shopkeeper, mainly responsible for helping Pei Xingjian, and always reminding him of the young master to prevent him from being deceived.

To be honest, except for him and the Xiong brothers, the rest of Pei Xingjian were hired temporarily. However, there was no one else who really knew the purpose of the trip to Goguryeo except Pei Xingjian.

"You are not in charge of your business. Doing business is actually very simple. As long as you negotiate cooperation in advance, you don't need to come forward for future business transactions. This is even more so for cross-border businesses." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao seems to be very experienced and talks endlessly about his business practices.

Although Pei Xingjian was a little clever, as the saying goes, apart travel is like a mountain. It is more simple than apart travel between a scholar and a businessman. In order not to fail, he immediately asked humbly: "Shopkeeper Zhao, this is my first time coming out. Can you tell me what you need to pay attention to indifferent business?"

"Haha..." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao smiled a little proudly, and said with a sense of instructing the country: "You are so kind to the boss. In fact, doing business is very simple, but if you really want to make your business bigger, it is nothing more than taking advantage of the situation."

"Oh? Take advantage of the situation? How to borrow?" Pei Xingjian showed an interesting look.

"For example, it's like the young leader's trip to Goguryeo this time. If you are just an ordinary businessman, you should stop at most at the border, because at least the forces of the Tang Dynasty can diffract the forces on the border, and where you can do business with the Goguryeo people, you can take advantage of the power of the Tang Dynasty."

"But now you are not an ordinary businessman. With King Xiaoyao as your endorsement, you have tied the thread with Prime Minister Jin of Goguryeo, so that you can let go and use King Xiaoyao to make your business bigger and stronger."

Pei Xingjian frowned and thought for a while, smacked his lips and said, "Your business practice does not seem to be much different from the officialdom. The so-called leverage is just to find a strong backstage, right?"

"Yes, not right." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao shook his head: "The officialdom is about position and taking sides, while the businessman is about business, talking about interests. As long as the interests are sufficient, any business can be done."

"Will that be unprincipled?" Pei Xingjian said a little unhappy.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao laughed and did not take Pei Xingjian's words to heart. He said lightly: "The principle of a businessman is to pursue interests. As long as it is profitable, it seems that there is no principle, but in fact, there is no principle, it is principle."

I have to say that the middle-aged man surnamed Zhao is just a shopkeeper after all, and his understanding of business is still in a position of running errands. He still cannot understand things like credit. Under his guidance, Pei Xingjian became more and more prejudiced towards businessmen.

That night, the caravan arrived at the inn, which was not far from the Goguryeo Royal City. The conditions of the inn were much better than when they just crossed the border. At least the goods they brought could be found to be placed.

And that night, the door of Pei Xingjian's room was unexpectedly knocked.

"Who is it?!" The Xiong brothers lived in the outer room. When they heard the sound, they jumped up from the bed. One guarded to the door, and the other went directly into the inner room and guarded by Pei Xingjian's bed.

From this point of view alone, it is enough to prove that the Xiong brothers have rich experience in the martial arts world.

Just after the Xiong brothers stood in their own positions, a low voice came from outside the door: "Xiaobaidu, white and white."

Xiong Er, who was guarding the door, twitched his mouth and answered helplessly: "Two tigers, two tigers run fast."

The man outside the door continued, "One, two, three, four, five."

Xiong Er continued to be helpless: "The sesame seeds open the door." After saying that, he heard the door being knocked for the second time, one long and two short.

Cramped, the door of the room was pulled open by Xiong Er from the inside, revealing his fierce face.

Speaking of the dialogue just now, the Xiong brothers had to complain about Li Muyun's boredom. They were so untuned that they could use Xiaobai to avoid being a big tiger.
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