On the surface, Zhao Wei forced the Mayans to a desperate situation, but that was because of the Mayan beliefs.

If you calculate the transaction carefully and do not consider other factors, Zhao Wei's deal was a loss.

Think about it, 100,000 slaves, 90% of the gold! Only these 100,000 slaves were sent to Xinya Mountain, and the males among them could increase the number of soldiers tens of thousands of soldiers.

Although his quality is not as good as the full-time warriors raised by the Three Kingdoms since childhood, he is better than being indifferent, right?

What Zhao Wei said to others is borrowing troops. Can they give you all their strength? What if something goes wrong at the critical moment?

Moreover, 100,000 slaves, 90% of the gold, all the Song Dynasty needs to pay is to resume trade with Kirigua. There is almost no loss, so you have a big profit, right?

But now, with the 50,000 uncertain Kirigua warriors, they have to pay a lot more.

There are agricultural technology from the Song Dynasty, agricultural tools, farming and livestock, and help with water conservancy repairs.

this......

Zhang Jianzhi knows his disciples too well. Zhao Wei is not so righteous. This kid is so wise and never does business at a loss.

Seeing Zhao Wei leading Zhao Mengxi and Haiwa to continue wandering between the meal, her face seemed to have a flower planted, Zhang Jian said in his heart, I hope he has a backup plan!

......

In short, although there were some small episodes of a wedding banquet, it was quite complete. The guests were so upset that the moon was over, and they all dispersed in their interest.

Zhao Wei finally completed the task and returned to Prince Cheng's Mansion.

Of course, there is another task that cannot be described.

When they returned to the bridal chamber and picked up the cup, the two men and women had a bad relationship since they were young and finally achieved good results, which was also a pity.

According to the memories of the servants of the Chengwang Mansion, that night, the lights in the Chengwang House were on all night, and an indescribable sound was heard.

The next day, it was almost noon that the two of them came out of their room.

Wang Yu has already dressed as a woman and a woman in a bun, while Zhao Wei is refreshing and majestic.

"Go back and rest. I still have official duties to do!"

Wang Yu's face turned red, but he obediently turned around and crawled into the house, closing the door tightly.

Zhao Wei raised his chin and accompanied by Ma Xiaoyi, he went outside the city.

"Fourth brother, how many days won't you take this opportunity to rest?"

"Stop it!" Zhao Wei looked serious, "If Jirigua didn't make a fuss, she would have rested for a few days and continued to stretch them. Now that she has settled, it's a big delay."

It would be fine if he didn't mention this matter. Mr. Ma immediately followed the conversation and said, "Why did the Fourth Brother plan when talking about this matter?"

"I heard from my husband yesterday that you lost money in this transaction, and I'm afraid King Ning's sign has been smashed!"

"Haha." Zhao Wei was not surprised, but laughed, "What do they really say?"

"Really!"

"Then... there's a good show."

When Ma Erye heard this, he knew that Zhao Wei had indeed made a move.

"Tell me quickly, but I'm so anxious that I've thought about this all night."

Zhao Weize said: "It's actually easy to understand. First of all, we can't force the Mayans too badly."

Mr. Ma didn't understand, "How do you say it?"

Zhao Wei, "Kirigua is 90% gold! Add 100,000 slaves. With such a large price, I will exchange for the right to trade. If it is spread, what will other tribes and city-states say about our Song Dynasty?"

"You must know that we are not here to do business with the Indians, and we can kill our business to death. We must subdue them and let them help us fight the Yuan people!"

"So, reputation is very important! I'm so frustrated, how can I conquer other tribes?"

"That's right." Mr. Ma thought for a while and nodded, "Is there another one?"

"Second?" Zhao Wei smiled, "The second is that I don't care about 100,000 slaves or 50,000 soldiers."

"This is a piece of bait, which can allow me to go to Kirigua to reclaim arable land and repair water conservancy!"

"Ah?" Mr. Ma suddenly stopped, "What does it mean? I don't like it? The bait?"

"The fourth brother means..."

Zhao Wei, "I mean, you will know in a while."

As he spoke, he headed out of the city, and his destination was naturally Wang Wulang's laboratory.

However, this time, Zhao Wei did not come to find Wang Wulang or other high-tech talents, but to find Dong Laoqi, the fake guy.

"Dong Laoqi, I am here to inspect the goods!"

I saw Dong Laoqi running out of a shed, with a dazed face, "No... Didn't you agree that it would take more than a month? It's only been more than half a month, right?"

Zhao Wei, "Stop talking nonsense! I can't wait in a hurry, see how you are doing."

Dong Laoqi was speechless, "Your Highness, this fake job is too urgent. The more time you have, the more real it is."

As he spoke, he led Zhao Wei into the shed.

Zhao Wei looked careless, "It's okay, it's not good to be too real."

As soon as I entered, I saw a cauldron in the center, a very old, very ancient square cauldron, with an ancient atmosphere everywhere and mottled copper rust.

Because Zhao Wei said last time that he would be unearthed for a long time, several fake craftsmen were sticking moss to the cauldron.

"Oh go!" Mr. Ma pinched his nose, "Why is it so smelly?"

Dong Laoqi glared, "Nonsense, I just caught it from the cesspool!"

"day!"

Master Ma Er took a quick step back, "Don't you wash it well?"

Dong Laoqi said: "If you can't wash it clean, the smell will be sucked into the copper rust. If you wash it hard, it will not be old enough."

Mr. Ma was convinced and looked at Zhao Wei, "What are you doing with this thing?"

Zhao Weiyile, "You can first look at what is written on the tripod."

Mr. Ma pinched his nose and looked closer. Well, there were indeed words on the tripod, but unfortunately, he didn't know any of them.

"What's this written?"

Dong Laoqi, "This is called bronze inscriptions, which are inscriptions engraved on the tripods in the Shang Dynasty. They are also called bells and tripods. It is normal for Mr. Ma to not recognize him."

When Ma Erye saw that he was underestimated, he was immediately unhappy.

"Did I ask you what article it is? I ask you, what is it written!"

"Oh!" Dong Laoqi's great joy, "written by:

The fourth generation grandson of King Wending of Shang, Han Yi, the Marquis of Beichen, avoided the Emperor's Xin chaos, and the country moved north. When it was the Great Cold, the rivers and seas were frozen. Han Yi traveled thousands of miles eastward, and then rose to the south to Ding Fusang, and obtained the prince's name Kepan, and specially cast a cauldron to report to all generations."

"I......"

Mr. Ma was distracted from hearing this, and he stared at Zhao Wei and Dong Laoqi in a daze.

"What, what does it mean?"

Zhao Wei laughed, "It means that Han Yi, the great-grandson of King Wending of Shang Dynasty, moved north to avoid the war in the late Shang Dynasty. Just in time, the weather was cold and frozen the sea water. They went east again and arrived in Fusang. At this time, Han Yi got another son, named Kepan, Zhuding Ding Qitian! Do you understand?"

"I...I am a mud horse!" Mr. Ma was completely stunned.

"Kopan? Hanyi's son is actually called Koopan? Isn't this the same name as the abandoned city-state in Lanqin?"

"You're dead!" Zhao Wei gave him a look in disgust, "I don't understand this? What are you doing while you're alive?"

He said speechlessly: "Didn't the Mayans look forward to their ancestors' return? I'll get them a ancestor. Do you understand?"

"I understand... do you understand?" Mr. Ma was a little uncertain.

Zhao Wei pointed at himself, "The descendants of their ancestors are back, I am! You are! The Song Dynasty is!! Do you understand?"

"It seems... I understand!"

"Do you know that every Mayan city-state has a well of death? That is, the well of the priests."

"No...I don't know."

"What do you know?" Zhao Wei wanted to beat someone up, "That is the place where the Mayans sacrifice their lives, and it is unbearable. Every time the priests and gods push the slaves into the sacrifice of their lives. Sometimes, they jump in themselves!"

"That well has been around for a long time!" Zhao Wei sighed, "The well in Kepan City can at least be traced to the Shang Dynasty. So..."

“So how?”

"So when the tripod is ready, you go and bury it in the well!"

"Oh go!!" Mr. Ma understood this time completely, "Fourth Brother, are you too despicable? This...is this appropriate?"

"It's suitable!" Zhao Wei stumbled and didn't beat him. "This trick is the most suitable to fool the Indians into Yin people!"

Mr. Ma: "..."

After holding it in for a long time, "This, if this is exposed, it will be a mortal grudge!"

Zhao Wei: "I didn't plan to not reveal it!"
To be continued...