Wait for me, and watch me fight my way back to the reincarnation path

“…Is that so? That’s good.”

Boss Jia was relieved.

"I understand. I've been watching there, but there's no movement. That Mr. Qin has been picking on Mr. Guo all day long. Maybe he wants to find a way to get back to the royal court."

"Mr. Gao seems to be a capable man. He is in charge of everything over there. I heard that he is in charge of the money. However, he doesn't dare to interfere in Mr. Qin's affairs."

"Um... Where is the prince?"

"He's a little strange. He's been coming to town a lot lately. Some people say he's attracted to Sect Master Qin. Someone saw them together when they were repairing the river. Maybe the woman is sick, so he comes more often. But it's also possible that he's been arranged to follow her... After all, he's a prince, so he's not embarrassed!"

"Humph! What's there to be embarrassed about? If he had the capital his father had, he wouldn't be bullied like this."

"That's true"

"Okay, what else is going on in town?"

"No, everything has been fine these days, everyone is busy with their own things."

"That's good. Before we leave, we have to meet with the Anminmeng. They haven't paid yet."

"Hehe... that's exactly what you said. I'll arrange it right away."

Patriarch Jia’s invitation was responded to immediately, and this time it was the Anmin League that really booked the restaurant.

The three managers of the alliance have all arrived. Perhaps Master Qin's illness has not yet healed. He looks a little thin and weak, and he doesn't like to talk much. Uncle Qin is in charge of everything, and Mr. Gao agrees with him.

Of course, at the banquet, Uncle Qin asked whether we could have a few more people.

Patriarch Jia laughed.

As expected...it's always like this. As long as people know there are huge benefits, they will all try their best to grab them.

He patted Uncle Qin on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You have asked around these few days, right? Do you know what to bring back?"

"Hehe..." Uncle Qin smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Do not worry"

The head of the Jia clan laughed and said, "This trip alone is enough for you to eat for a year, right? Tell me, who wouldn't want to do such a good business? If so many caravans were to squeeze in, it would be a mess, and would the goods still be valuable? Right? So, there must be a rule, and there must be some sacrifices to get a big harvest, right?"

"Yes, yes! Patriarch Jia is right. Then... we will just send two cars this year. Then next year, can we..."

Uncle Qin nodded immediately and asked carefully again.

"Let's talk about next year. Maybe you will be able to return to the royal court next year. Who would still be interested in this business?"

"There, there, it's not that easy to go back. No more words, no more words. Anyway, next year, I need Chief Jia to take care of me! I, Qin, would like to thank you in advance!"

Uncle Qin’s words were very touching, and Patriarch Jia was also very touched by them.

The business trip went on smoothly. According to the old rules, three caravans would go into the mountains first, and then the other six would go on another journey to a farther place. They would not return until almost September.

In this way, the trade route for the year came to an end because it snowed and the trade route was closed.

So, what did the first group of people carry into the mountains?

Most of what was shipped out was grain, and what came back was cotton.

Why? Because cotton is not grown here, but it is an essential commodity in people's lives.

All the cotton in Ming Dynasty was imported, and in the past, this place was the second largest cotton importer in Ming Dynasty. Later, the trade route was blocked, so people had to find other ways to open up other trade routes.

But this is a big blow to An Ning Bang.

The old King An Ning had never thought that the Snow Mountain would have an earthquake. That trade route was the source of nearly one-third of the financial resources of the An Ning State! Originally, that trade route had always been there. It was God's compensation for a king like him who could only be granted such a remote place, so no one had ever thought that it would be cut off one day.

When Hong Hecheng became the King of An Ning, he wanted to open it again, but found that it had become a forbidden delicacy of a merchant, which made him... furious!

In April, Patriarch Jia finally received the news and immediately informed Sect Leader Qin.

Tomorrow, the other two caravans will arrive, which means this year's caravans can enter the mountains.

Because it was the first time to go into the mountains, according to the rules, there were only three families. This time with the addition of the Anmin League, there are now eight carts. Even with the number of people in the Anmin League, there are less than thirty people in the caravan.

When they set out, probably because there was a new caravan joining this time, Sect Leader Qin came in person to see them off, and people from the Li family also came, so the scene was a little lively, which made Patriarch Jia very disdainful.

He couldn't help but laugh secretly. Just wait, after coming back once, these people won't be so noisy anymore.

Listen to the "Anmin League", listen to it, it's about pacifying the people, it's very idealistic.

He wanted to see how Sect Leader Qin would explain to his allies when he came back this time. Also, when the huge sum of money was placed in front of the siblings, what could they say or dare to say?

"An Min" this is simply a joke!

The caravan finally entered the mountains.

However, there was one thing that made Patriarch Jia very satisfied with the Anminmeng people, and that was that they added a layer of black, soft, leather-like substance to all the wheels.

After the thing was installed, the carts were much easier to drive. Moreover, until they passed the maze valley and approached the inn, none of the cart wheels were damaged.

The big courtyard in the small village is not an inn, but a rest stop for the Jia family caravan.

The food and drinks were all brought up by these people.

After they arrived here, they opened the door, tidied up the inside, lit a fire to boil water and cook. The upstairs was the room for the caravan leaders, and the others slept in the bunk beds downstairs.

As soon as we arrived at the inn, Yantou, the leader of the Anmin League, said that if we wanted to avoid accidents later, we should check again, as some of the wheels still needed to be rebuilt.

Of course this was no problem, Patriarch Jia agreed immediately and told Yantou that they would rest for two days so that he could have a thorough check-up.

Two days later, Chief Jia asked the Yantou team how the repairs were going, and Yantou said everything was fine. Chief Jia was very happy, and he smiled and said that tonight, he would invite the brothers of the Anmin League to drink, thank them, and also prepare for a sacrifice before entering the mountains.

When Yantou heard this, he seemed even happier than him and said "yes" loudly.

What a fool!

When it was getting dark, all the caravan members gathered in the hall. Everyone ate and drank, and the atmosphere was lively and harmonious.

Patriarch Jia also specially asked the five brothers from the Anmin League to sit at the big table in the middle where the leaders of their families were sitting, and kept urging them to drink.

Finally, when it was completely dark, the five people seemed a little drunk.

At this time, a man wearing a white fur cloak and a white fur hat on his head appeared at the door of the hall. He held a dark brown thing with two ears in his hand, which looked a bit like a cup but was larger than a cup.

When he appeared, everyone in the hall stopped talking and just looked at him silently.

The man waited for a while, and when he saw that everyone had quieted down, he began to chant.