The Princess of Northern Land

"What?" Several Tatars shouted in surprise.

Especially the young man in the middle was a little restless. As spies from the North, they knew very well how important the news brought by Ma Zhicai was. Over the years, they have been inquiring about information in the North. They have always paid attention to King Ling's army movements and some important strategies in the North, but they have never paid attention to the planting in the North.

Because everyone knows how poor the land in the North is. Over the years, even in the North, I don’t know how many people want to achieve success in agriculture, but among so many people, who has succeeded?

Now, there is a woman in the North who has successfully grown rice and wheat. Not only has she successfully grown another crop?

They are so careless! The development of agriculture indicates that King Ling will no longer be afraid of lack of food and grass.

Food and grass are the reserve for war. In previous years, the soldiers in the North were short of food and clothing, so they had a lot of peace of mind when attacking in the North. But now that King Ling has a lot of food and grass, they are much more passive.

Ma Zhicai observed the changing expressions of several Tatars, and sneered even more in his heart, hum, are you looking down on him? You know you are anxious now.

"Lin Ziyin not only helped Chu Suifeng plant crops, but also brought a lot of money to Chu Suifeng." He continued to fan the flames, wishing that the Tatars in front of him would immediately go back to the north, and then lead his army to capture Chu Suifeng. Destroyed.

As long as Prince Ling dies, Lin Ziyin's good days will come to an end.

"Is she still a businessman?" the bearded man asked disdainfully. Not to mention in the North, even in the North, businessmen are looked down upon. Unexpectedly, King Ling, the God of War in the North, would actually be willing to marry a merchant girl as his concubine.

None of the Tatars could figure out what Chu Suifeng was thinking.

"As far as I know, in your northern country near the border, a lot of wool is purchased." Ma Zhicai continued. He observed the expressions on the faces of several Tatars and knew that they were very interested in the topic he was talking about.

"Your wool is sold at a low price. When it comes to Lin Ziyin's hands and she fiddles with it, the price will increase several times. Now not only the states of Daqin need this kind of wool thread, but also the surrounding countries and even the merchants from the Western Regions further away. , and are also willing to buy wool threads from the Lin family. Because these wool threads have many colors, are good, and most importantly are not irritating. If you want to buy blankets and sweaters knitted with wool threads from the Lin family, the prices will go even higher." Ma Zhicai He didn't know what his state of mind was, but when he mentioned the Lin family's workshop business, he actually felt a little proud.

Perhaps this is the pride of being a Shili Villager.

"In addition, the soybeans grown in the North were originally the main food for the army, but now they have been processed in workshops and turned into soy milk. By the way, many places in the North have also tried to raise your cattle and sheep. Lin Ziyin also made milk powder into milk and sold it everywhere. I heard that milk powder is children's favorite food. The price is very high." Ma Zhicai tried his best to stimulate a few Tatars deeply.

"Milk powder?" The word was very new. "Go out and buy some."

The young Tatar became serious. If it were true, the princess identified by King Ling would be very powerful.

A new powerful figure has appeared in the North, which is not a good thing for them in the North. After all, only with money and food can we fight a good war.

"I'll be out right away." A burly man agreed and hurried out.

"This is one hundred taels of silver. You continue to pay attention to the movements of the future princess in the village." The young Tatar asked his men to throw a hundred taels of silver notes to Ma Zhicai, "From now on, you will stay at this inn Tianzihao every ten days. Come on, we will arrange for manpower to come over. If you have any news, you can pass it on to us immediately."