Ma Chao specially brought people thirty miles out of the city to pick up Tacito's Ninth Spanish Legion. He had no other intention, he just wanted to see the situation when all the tall horses of the Ninth Spanish Legion were gone.
Even though the information had not arrived, Ma Chao still firmly believed that San Sha's persistence in this regard would definitely destroy Taqito's horse, and the reality was just as he estimated, hehehe.
"Tachito." Ma Chao, riding on Lifeisha, greeted Tachito from afar on his Arabian horse, smiling very proudly, "Where's your horse? Where's the horse?"
"Go away." Tacito said angrily. Although Tacito was not dissatisfied because he got back a large amount of silk. As mentioned before, the Romans did not have the concept of banning the sale of horses. In addition, The silk given by Li Jue was of high quality and sufficient quantity. Taqito just cursed a few times, but being ridiculed by Ma Chao was not a good thing.
"Is your horse taken away by Marquis Chiyang and the others?" Ma Chao scolded with a smile, "Don't tell me that your horse shrunk after a trip to Congling."
"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Tachito rolled his eyes, and Ma Chao was slightly startled. This situation is wrong. If the three idiots used dirty tricks, Tachito should be by his side at this time. He scolded his mother for complaining, and then took him along to find fault with Li Jue.
After all, the relationship between Ma Chao and Tachito is quite good. Although Tachito rode a group of very cool horses to Ma Chao to show off Ma Chao's face, so Ma Chao conveniently sold the news to Li Jue and the others. , but no matter how much they say it, the two of them still have a plastic brotherhood.
"I'm going to be honest, where is your horse?" Ma Chao said to Tachito with a smile, "Could it be that you robbed someone? You were robbed. Didn't you brag about your three talents before?"
"You know nothing, I made a deal with Ma Chao and Chi Yanghou." What does it mean to lose without losing? In Italy, you can say that you were cheated by Chi Yanghou and the others, but of course you have to say it in front of Ma Chao. With his superb eloquence, he negotiated a batch of silk in exchange for his war horse.
"You are so stupid, how can you still do business?" Ma Chao sarcastically said. Li Jue knew how to do business with three animals. He probably got you drunk, took out the paperwork, and pressed your paw upwards. , and then the money and goods were lost.
But thinking of this, Ma Chao's heart twitched. He was also young back then, and he was played like this by these three things. Thinking of this, when Ma Chao looked at Tachito again, he obviously had a bit more of a fellow-suffering expression. .
"What's your expression?" Taqito looked at Ma Chao unhappily and asked, "Frode brought a box of goods to open Brother Chao's eyes."
Then a box of gleaming silk was opened in front of Ma Chao. Ma Chao was stunned. He could distinguish tribute from top quality. After all, no matter how miserable Ma Chao was, he was still a prince of the Han Dynasty. His father was in Chang'an again, working for Ma Chao. It's okay to wear satin clothes.
"Did you see it? Twelve boxes of this level, plus more than 4,000 pieces of top-quality silk, and more than 10,000 pieces of top-quality goods." Taqito said with an expression like "I didn't lose, I made a lot of money."
"It's hard for you, brother." Ma Chao has an extremely distorted concept of the price of goods in two countries. Anyway, silk in Rome is very expensive. It is so expensive that when Ma Chao returns to Chang'an, he will bring several boxes of tribute silk with him. Things are really expensive in Rome.
"I forgot that you have someone in the Han room." Taqito said unhappily.
When Ma Chao came back with several boxes of tribute silk and sold them in the Roman Senate, someone asked him this question. Ma Chao didn't even think about it. He said, "There are people in the Han Dynasty. I just want to buy some silk." Others didn't think much about it. , after all, I have never seen such an arrogant Erwuzi.
Of course, Pompianus wanted to use Ma Chao's line. After all, Ma Chao boasted that he also had a reputation with the Han Dynasty. However, Pompianus asked if this line could ship 20,000 pieces of silk every year. Ma Chao wanted to Thinking about the situation at home, there are two or three big and small kittens, and they can't do anything.
Then Pompianus lost interest, thinking that Ma Chao probably hooked up with a certain Han family and could get tributes, but large-scale shipments were not possible for most Han families. Yes, after all, there are specialties in the art industry.
In the early days, Pompianus also issued a smuggling certificate to Ma Chao. As long as Ma Chao could get it, he could list it for sale at a state-owned enterprise, and the money would be divided in half. But every time Ma Chao ran out of money, he would fly back and buy one or two boxes of tribute silk. to Italy and sold in the Senate.
After many times, Pompianus understood that Ma Chao might not be able to get silk on a large scale, so he left it alone. A few more boxes of tribute silk would increase the happiness of the senators in the Roman Senate and save money. Those people are causing trouble for themselves.
Therefore, Pompianus ignored Ma Chao's behavior.
After all, a few boxes of tribute really can't solve the problem. For Pompianus, who is in charge of the national finance, tens of thousands of pieces of high-quality silk are of far greater significance to the country than a few boxes of tribute. After all, the former represents Roman citizens. happiness, the latter can only be used by Roman senators.
"I haven't been able to get tribute silk recently." Ma Chao scratched his head, feeling helpless. In the past, he only sold these things that his family had accumulated, but in the past two years, Ma Chao has sold almost all of them. , coupled with the fact that his wife Edela, the princess of Armenia, also likes silk, Ma Chao no longer has much in stock.
"Aren't you very respectable in the Han Dynasty?" Taqituo joked. Ma Chao boasted in the Senate that he was equivalent to a prince in the Han Dynasty.
"Go away, face can't solve the problem. The output of this thing is limited." Ma Chao said helplessly. The entire process of tribute-level gadgets is different from other grades. In addition, a dedicated Weaver Girl is required. In addition to national institutions, Only a few aristocratic families have complete technology.
After all, the tribute-level silk was used by the princes of the Han Dynasty to make court clothes, cloaks, and military uniforms. Therefore, there was not much demand in the past. Now the Roman Empire has really boosted the silk industry of the Han Dynasty, but the Weaver Girl's Cultivation also takes time.
Tacito knew about this. In fact, the trade between the two parties in recent years has greatly improved the relationship between the two parties, and a lot of public information can be found out by checking each other.
Therefore, Rome also knew that the Han Dynasty itself could not increase the output of tribute. There was only so much in a year, and what was distributed to Rome may now be almost the same as what the Han Dynasty used for its own use.
"I think I need to find someone else here. It's best to find a weaver girl who can produce tributes by herself." Ma Chao said whimsically.
"Oh." Tachito nodded, indicating that you are happy.
"By the way, is it okay if you sell the horse?" Ma Chao asked curiously, this is military supplies. Just sell it. Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?
"It's okay. I'll just send someone to Spain to catch another batch later. Usually no one pays attention to it. Even if they are discovered, my price will be fine." Tacito said calmly.
"Okay." Ma Chao couldn't understand Rome's logic, but he heard good news. Is it in Spain? No problem, there happened to be a friend of Ma Chao in Spain, so Ma Chao decided to pay a visit and then grab a batch himself.
"You want to catch it yourself?" Ma Chao's thoughts are written on his face. Can Tachito not understand?
"Is it illegal for me to arrest myself?" Ma Chao asked unhappily.
"That's not true. I'm just telling you that that thing eats too much." Tachito said nonchalantly, "Military expenses are rationed. If you want to support them, you need to pay for them yourself."
"I can hold the treasurer's leg." Ma Chao said without restraint. Tacito was silent for a while after hearing this, and then recalled the scene where Ma Chao held Caesar's leg and Virgilio couldn't pull it away. Ma Chao can really do this kind of thing.
"Ahem, cough, cough, if you want to hug the treasurer then, remember to find me. As a brother, I will be with you." Tacito said very shamelessly, if he was just one person, he would really do it He can't come out, but if Ma Chao has hugged him, he can hug his legs from the side for the sake of brotherhood.
Ma Chao glanced at Tachito with disdain. Ma Chao also had an unusual sensitivity in this regard. Tachito obviously wanted to do the same, but he was not thick-skinned enough.
Just like that, Tacito returned to Rome with a batch of silk. While passing through the eastern border counties, Ganassis saw that Tacito's horse was a little strange, asked a few questions, and then was given a box by Tacito. The tribute silk prevaricates the past.
After all, limited by production, there is a real shortage of this thing. This is not hunger marketing, but a real inability to produce it.
As for San Sha, at this time, he finally realized how edible Andalusian horses are, but fortunately, San Sha’s fiefdom has a lot of grassland with a variety of grasses. If it is used for green storage, there is no problem in raising one to twenty thousand. Of course, This was San Fool's idea. As for Kuai Yue, he had already begun to evaluate the cost-effectiveness of this horse.
But fortunately, although the price-performance ratio of Andalusian horses is lower than that of Arabian horses, it can be regarded as a relatively balanced horse breed. The more you eat, the more you eat, but its combat effectiveness is real.
"Ah, we need to send a batch back to the Central Plains." Li Jue said rather painfully.
"Yes, two thousand of them need to be sent back to the Central Plains." Kuai Yue nodded and said, "We lack professional horse breeders here. Although the Qiang people are also very good at it, there is still a big gap compared with the Central Plains. And the horse ate a little too much.”
"Okay, okay, just send one batch." Li Jue said helplessly, knowing that this was inevitable.
"Which one of you is going?" Kuai Yue looked at San Sha and asked.
"Let's go together. We just happened to go to Shenxiang to solve the problem of internal Qi leaving the body." Li Jue thought for a while and said. After all, Taqito drank him up this time, and the three idiots learned a painful lesson.
