"I said, if cement can be sold to Daqin, it can also be sold to Houjin."
Yang Dong spread his hands and looked like he was hesitant to speak.
"It's just that Dazhou is now at war with Houjin. If I go to Houjin to do business, it may be difficult for me to survive."
After hearing this, Wan Yanyue felt that her brain was a little unable to turn around.
Is Xiaodongzi really willing to sell such important strategic materials to herself, an "enemy princess"?
She pondered for a moment, and suddenly a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
She stared at Yang Dong, lowered her voice and asked:
"Xiao Dongzi, to be honest, do you think you have no future in Dazhou, so you want to take this opportunity to return to Houjin with me?"
"If that's the case, how about I not only take you back, but also let you be Houjin's consort?"
Speaking of this, Wan Yanyue's pretty face couldn't help but blush. Although she usually behaves in a carefree manner, women of this era cannot be as bold as those of later generations.
Being able to say this is already Wan Yanyue's limit.
Yang Dong was slightly startled, then a deep smile appeared on his face.
"Princess Wanyan, I am from the Great Zhou Dynasty, so naturally I will not betray the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Seeing his hesitant attitude, Wan Yanyue became more and more sure of her suspicions. So she smiled and continued:
"Okay, okay, whatever you say is up to you. But in this cement business, are you really willing to sell us the backend?"
"If this is really the case, I may plan to go to Youzhou Horse Farm to buy some cement to strengthen the city wall."
Speaking of this, she stared at Yang Dong's expression closely. The importance of Youzhou Horse Farm to Dazhou is naturally self-evident.
If Yang Dong really dared to sell cement to Youzhou Horse Farm, then he would basically have handed over his investment certificate.
On the other side, Yang Dong seemed not to feel Wan Yanyue's eyes, but still had a faint smile on his face.
"Since it's a business, wouldn't it be the same wherever you sell it?"
"But... I have a request, that is, after selling it to Houjin Cement, I don't want to see Houjin's cavalry go south and attack the capital of Zhou Dynasty."
"In recent years, people's livelihood has been very difficult, and I really can't bear it."
Wan Yanyue pondered for a moment, then nodded seriously and said:
"The war between countries depends entirely on my father's decision. Even if I speak for you, my father may not listen."
Speaking of this, she pondered for a moment, and then continued:
"However... this matter is not without room for maneuver. After all, my father has obtained the Youzhou Horse Farm, and you have so much food stored in the capital. With these, I am 30% sure to persuade my father to retreat."
"Thirty percent..."
Yang Dong pondered for a moment, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Wan Yanyue on the side couldn't help but grit her silver teeth and continued:
"At most 50%. I still have some ministers under my command. When the time comes, I can ask them to come forward to help persuade my father. It's just..."
"It's just... this matter is a big loss for me! But..."
Wan Yanyue said, suddenly stretched out her jade hand and patted Yang Dong's shoulder.
"But I am quite satisfied with the fact that I can gain you as my consort."
Who wants to be your consort?
In my heart, there is only one person named Yourong, okay?
Of course Siyu, Maner, Xiangling, Bingyue... they also have a place in my heart.
Speaking of this, his mind suddenly recalled a character that had been forgotten for a long time.
Wait, An Guiren, that good ventriloquist, I don’t know what’s going on now?
I heard that he was taken away by Lin Man'er's little wild cat, and there was no news after that.
After returning from Youzhou this time, someone can be arranged to pick her up. After all, her ventriloquism is indeed a bit nostalgic!
Seeing that he remained silent, Wan Yanyue couldn't help but feel a little nervous in her heart.
She was a little worried that Yang Dong didn't want to return to Houjin with her.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to persuade again, he heard Yang Dong say:
"In that case, Princess Wanyan, let's have a happy cooperation!"
After Yang Dong finished speaking, he subconsciously extended his palm.
"Happy cooperation!"
Wan Yanyue's pretty face blushed slightly, and she gently put her jade hand into Yang Dong's palm.
"In three days, I will come here in person and take the princess home."
…
After sending Wan Yanyue back to the small courtyard, Yang Dong let out a long sigh of relief.
This Wan Yanyue looks carefree, with the boldness of a prairie woman. But inside, he is extremely shrewd.
Even though he showed her so many granaries, she still didn't fully believe in herself.
It wasn't until...until the young master directly used Wang Zha to lure her out about the cement sale that the matter was finally settled.
call……
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but I think I got off to a good start this time.
Thinking like this, Yang Dong, who had been exhausted all day, leaned on the soft couch and fell asleep without realizing it.
As time passes, another day comes.
At dawn, Yang Dong woke up from his sleep.
What he wants to do today is to go find Hong Laoliu. This old guy has been nowhere to be seen since he returned to the capital, and he doesn't know what he is busy with every day!
Could it be that he is hiding from Shopkeeper Cuihua?
Yang Dong yawned, and while enjoying Yao Jia's attentive washing service, he moved his hands up and down, taking advantage. It wasn't until Yao Jia, the girl, breathed like blue and her eyes were blurred that he reluctantly let go of his hand.
Hmm... I haven't seen you for a few days, and I've grown a lot bigger again.
After leaving Xichang Xiaolou, Yang Dong ran straight to the location of Qunfang Tower without stopping.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a group of young singers and singers sitting neatly around the stage on the first floor, pointing towards the stage with excited faces.
Yang Dong followed his gaze subconsciously and saw a singer holding a folding fan on the stage, dressed like a handsome young man.
Beside her, another singer was dressed in white, with pale makeup on her face, but with a different sense of beauty.
"Liu Lang, although we are different from each other, my love for you has already been deeply rooted in my heart..."
"Xiaorou, I don't care about people or ghosts, I only want you..."
Seeing this scene, Yang Dong couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.
This Xiaoxiaosheng is indeed a talent! Unexpectedly, he was self-taught without a teacher, and he understood the script of unresolved love between humans and ghosts.
Given time, maybe the story of Liaozhai can be written.
At this moment, a respectful voice suddenly came from the side.
"Boss, do you think anyone will like this subject?"
Yang Dong nodded subconsciously and commented:
"The deep love between humans and ghosts is indeed very advanced for Da Zhou. However, I do think that all kinds of spirits are more attractive to guests to a certain extent. For example, the tails of fox demons, the ears of cat demons, etc."
Some people died, but not completely...
