Daqin: in the Beginning, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Ancestors

"I heard that there are some places in the Six Nations, because I bought a few more jars of Xuanniao wine in advance, and now on the black market of various countries, the Xuanniao wine has risen to 20 gold per jar!"

Ying Xuan didn't find it strange. What he thought at first was to take the upper-level route, and each jar of Xuanniao wine was priced at 5 gold.

It will also not make the purchaser feel disadvantaged. After all, Xuanniao wine uses a jade wine jar with Xuanbird carvings. The artistic appearance alone is already valuable.

Not to mention the strongest distilled spirit inside.

It can be said that the output of wine can be raised at any time, but this wine jar is not so easy to manufacture.

Don't think that 5 gold per altar sells less.

In this period, one gold was twenty taels, and one tael was twenty-four cents of baht, so one gold was equal to four hundred and eighty baht.It's not a small amount of money.

Moreover, within ten days, after deducting the cost, shipping costs and tariffs to the six countries, it is very rare to be able to earn a thousand gold.

Even when Lu Buwei had not yet entered the Qin Dynasty, he was already widely known because of his 'a family with a wealth of gold'.

It can be said that in just ten days, Ying Xuan has already earned the amount of money that he had earned during the young Lu Buwei's time for more than ten years.

It also really allowed Ying Zheng and Feng Quji to see what is called a monopoly and what is called the most domineering technique of making money.

Ying Xuan didn't care much, there were [-] disciples in the farm to help spread the word, plus the mellow taste of distilled wine, such a result was normal.

"The quantity can't be changed, so much is sold every day, but on the first day of every month, Xianyang City can change from fifty altars to a hundred altars."

"And how is the arrangement of the things I asked you to find someone to refine?"

When Feng Quji heard this, he was even more excited: "Please rest assured, sir, everything is ready. As long as you give an order, you can put all the soap, white sugar, and fine salt refined from Bashu well salt on the shelves."

"Really make the world people inseparable from the Xuanniao Chamber of Commerce!"

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Chapter [-]: Flame Spirit Princess

When Feng Quji left the Xuanniao Chamber of Commerce and was about to put Yingxuan's new living goods on the shelves, a large group of black armored soldiers surrounded a carriage and entered the courtyard of the Chamber of Commerce through the side door.

Ying Xuan and Xin Lan, who got the news, were also waiting here, and an extremely young general came out and bowed respectfully to Ying Xuan: "Second Young Master, the innate fire spirit I mentioned earlier, the last general has been taken from Han Jun's hands. Take it and bring it back."

Ying Xuan recognized that this young general was Zhang Han, the leader of the Shadow Secret Guard in the future, but now it looks a little green, but the future is also limitless.

Moreover, Zhang Han successfully brought Yanling Ji back, which made Ying Xuan a little excited. After nodding with Zhang Han, Zhang Han respectfully led the troops away.

Ying Xuan jumped on the carriage, opened the curtain and entered, and found a thin little girl huddled beside the carriage, looking like she was about eight years old.

The whole body was wrapped in a very old and very old clothes with some black marks as if it had been burned by fire, and the bare feet were covered with mud.

But even with such poor clothes and some dirt on her face, it is difficult to hide the little girl's shocking face, with long black hair scattered behind her head, as if the moon is covered with light clouds, and it is fluttering like the wind. Back to snow.

A pair of bright blue eyes, like a deep spring in the spring, makes it easy to see the bottom.If the shoulders are cut, the waist is like a plain.Extend the neck and show the item, and the quality is exposed.

Even though she is in a state of embarrassment at the moment, it is almost not difficult to see that this little girl will grow into a face like a city and a country in the future.

But the little girl seemed to be a little scared at the moment, the whole person shrank into a ball, shrunk in the corner of the carriage, and the blue eyes were full of vigilance and vigilance.

However, after seeing Ying Xuan who came in, Yan Lingji's watchful eyes showed a little bit of surprise and surprise, as if she didn't understand why it was a little boy who entered the carriage.

Ying Xuan understood the strangeness and hesitation of Yan Lingji when she first arrived. All he had to do was to be gentle and try to make Yan Lingji feel at ease.

So he simply sat next to Yan Lingji. Such Meng Lang's actions made Yan Lingji shrink again subconsciously, but it was originally in the corner of the carriage, where else could he shrink?

"You must have heard from Zhang Han and the others. I am Ying Xuan, the second son of Qin, who ordered to bring you back from Baiyue."

Yan Lingji still didn't speak, but the look in Ying Xuan's eyes was even more peculiar.

"What? Isn't it strange that the second son of Qin State they were talking about was just a child, even younger than you."

Yan Lingji's blue eyes are very agile, like a talking elf, she first turned her eyes left and right, and then nodded, indicating that she thought so.

At first, she was captured by the Han army and was about to be taken back to the Cold Country. Because of her natural ability to control fire, she was detained by the Han army in a water-filled crystal cage.

But on the way, Zhang Han and many black armored soldiers suddenly shot out, attacked the Han army, and rescued her from the cage. She knew that she could not escape, so she just let it go, and let Zhang Han take her from Baiyue to Xianyang.

On the way, she also asked curiously, Zhang Han did not say much, only said that this was the order of the second son of Qin, which made Yan Lingji even more puzzled. matter?

So in fact, all the way down, Yan Lingji was also quite curious about this second son, but when she met her, she was truly shocked. She didn't expect that this second son was actually younger than her.

And not a year or two younger.

Faced with this situation, Yan Lingji was stunned for a while before slowly opening her mouth: "Then, why did Second Young Master ask someone to bring me from Baiyue to Xianyang?"

Yan Lingji's voice is very soft, but there is still a little childish voice in the middle of the softness. It is completely conceivable that when she grows up, her soft and tender voice will be so heartwarming.

When Ying Xuan heard this question, he immediately used the name of the old god to make up a story: "This matter has to start with the old god who often appears in my dreams."

"Don't look at me now that I'm only four years old, but since I was a child, there have often been immortals who dreamed and taught me. Not long ago, the old immortal told me that my future son and concubine who can control flames is suffering from war in Baiyue."

"Waiting for me to rescue. I was also given a black and white portrait of the future prince concubine to find you."

At the beginning of the old fairy, the story depends entirely on editing, and it is completely different for Ying Zheng and Yan Lingji.

Yan Lingji seemed to have been struck by lightning. She faltered and was speechless, her big eyes began to drift, and she did not dare to look at Ying Xuan again.

A little boy even younger than her, saying that she is his concubine? ?This made Yan Lingji not want to understand, is there such a thing in the world?

However, Yan Lingji has no way to refute it. First of all, because Baiyue is rich in all kinds of strange people, Baiyue always prefers the existence of ghosts and gods when it comes to ghosts and gods.

Secondly, because Yan Lingji had asked Zhang Han at the beginning, why did he confirm that she was looking for her? Zhang Han showed her the black and white portrait, and it was completely clear that it was her in the future.