The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

"What's going on? Chief Kude is planning to capture me and take me to Jikeli to claim the reward?" Jiang Fan looked indifferently at Kudor opposite him, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The astonishing power made the four people opposite them look a little nervous, and a chill unconsciously rose in their hearts.

Dora Yue'er, Beimeng National Master and Zhong Ling also exuded murderous intent.

Kudor and the other three had a hunch that if there was any unusual movement on their side, they might die on the spot.

Although many tribal warriors had gathered outside the tent, Kudor was not at all confident.

"Chief Kude, are you planning to go down the same path with Jikeli until the end?" Dora Yue'er also spoke coldly, with a sinister aura on her body.

Hearing this, Kudor glanced at Dora Yue'er, then looked at Jiang Fan. He sighed and said to the outsiders calmly, "Go away, we have nothing to do here!"

As his voice sounded, the people outside seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally, the footsteps faded away, and the people surrounding the door seemed to have left.

"Princess, Your Excellency King Qin, I have no intention of being your enemy. It was just a misunderstanding... If you have nothing to do, please leave... Please forgive my impoliteness!"

Kudor made a gesture of invitation to Dora Yue'er and Jiang Fan. He obviously gave up the idea of ​​attacking Jiang Fan and Dora Yue'er.

In other words, he had no intention of keeping Jiang Fan and Dora Yue'er. After all, keeping Jiang Fan and Dora Yue'er would not be of any benefit to him.

Moreover, he sensed murderous intent from Jiang Fan, Dora Yue'er and the other three. If a fight really broke out, many warriors in his tribe would probably die.

It is not worthwhile to lose the warriors of the tribe for two people who have no benefit to gain.

He didn't think that he could take credit from Ji Keli just because he captured Dora Yue'er and Jiang Fan. Ji Keli was a treacherous man and could not be trusted!

Hearing this, Jiang Fan looked at Kuddor and said with a faint smile: "Chief Kuddor, do you want to stop doing business?"

As soon as he said this, Kudor on the opposite side almost staggered. This guy is not done yet. He was let go. What business is he still talking about? Does he think his business is real?!

He opened his mouth and said coldly: "Do you really think I'm easy to fool?"

Hearing this, Jiang Fan shook his head and said, "We'll know if it's a scam or not after we give it a try. I wonder if your tribe has ever bought woolen skins? Have you ever bought leather products?"

As soon as Jiang Fan said this, Kuddor frowned, but he still nodded and said, "We did buy what you said. I wonder what Your Excellency King Qin wants to express?"

He didn't understand why Jiang Fan suddenly brought this up?

"Chief Kude, do you know what material the woolen skin is made of? Do you know what kind of skin the leather products are made of?"

"Is that woolen cloth still made of wool? As for the leather product, it is of course cowhide!"

Kudor curled his lips in disdain. If he wasn't afraid to offend Jiang Fan and the others, he really wanted to curse them.

Wool cloth is indeed very warm, very delicate, and feels silky and soft, but he never associated it with wool.

In fact, he didn't smell any sheep smell from the wool cloth, and he couldn't even imagine making wool into such cloth. The craftsmanship was really amazing.

As for the leather belt, it was very comfortable to use. He could tell it was cowhide.

Jiang Fan looked at Kudor and smiled slightly.

Woolen cloth was a new type of cloth he thought of, and together with leather products, both are now one of the industries in Huaining County.

Jiang Fan has even had people researching down jackets, and he believes that they will be ready for mass production in the near future.

It's a pity that Dayan's wool industry is not as good as Northern Mongolia's, not to mention leather, cowhide is very scarce. Otherwise, his production would be higher.

Jiang Fan had long ago sold these two products only to smugglers traveling to northern Mongolia.

The purpose of his doing this was to develop the Northern Mongolian grassland and let the people of the Northern Mongolian grassland know that their wool and leather were a huge fortune.

"Chief Kude, to find out whether it is wool or not, why don't you ask someone to bring a piece of woolen cloth and burn it with fire?"

"Also, we in Dayan are not allowed to kill cows, so cowhide is a scarce commodity in Dayan. Add to that wool, do you think what I just said to you was a lie?"

Jiang Fan saw that Kudor didn't believe him, so he wanted to speak with facts.

"It is completely a win-win situation for me to take your wool and leather. Even if we become enemies, this kind of business makes money for everyone. Why shouldn't I make money? Of course, if Chief Kude doesn't want to do this business with me, I can find other tribes."

“I believe that as long as I come up with a method for making winter fodder and a method to prevent and treat diseases, many tribes will chase after me and cooperate with me!”

Jiang Fan looked at Kudor jokingly.

As soon as he said this, Kudor's expression changed slightly. If what Jiang Fan said was true, and if he didn't believe Jiang Fan anymore, he might miss out on a good opportunity.

He quickly walked to the shelf at the side, took a piece of woolen cloth, cut off a piece with his scimitar, and burned it on the fire in the middle.

Soon, a unique smell of sheep came. Kudor and his three sons' faces changed slightly. The four of them looked at Jiang Fan in shock. Their eyes were filled with horror.

They knew that Jiang Fan was right, wool cloth was really made of wool. In other words, Jiang Fan's purchase of wool and leather was true.

Even if Jiang Fan couldn't come up with a way to make winter fodder and prevent plague, many tribes were willing to do business with Jiang Fan just for the purpose of purchasing goods.

It is true that those waste in the tribe can be turned into treasures and let them live a good life. Only a fool would not do such a thing.

"Your Excellency King Qin, I was rude just now. Please accept my greeting." Kudor hurriedly bowed to Jiang Fan respectfully. His attitude became extremely intimate.

"Your Majesty, please take a seat. I, Kudor, agree to what you said! As long as Your Majesty can maintain a long-term cooperative relationship with my tribe, we are willing to help the princess regain the throne."

As Kudor finished speaking, his three sons quickly nodded. At this time, their attitude towards Jiang Fan changed drastically.

However, their faces looked somewhat uncomfortable. After all, the change in their attitude was like slapping themselves hard in the face.

But for the development of the tribe, they have to do this self-slapping thing even if they don't want to. Nothing is more important than the development of the tribe.

Dora Yue'er and Beimeng National Master looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes, but more of joy. They looked at Jiang Fan, their eyes were gentle with a bit of unspeakable emotion.