Without waiting for Fan Hong's reply, Wo Lunkuo showed dissatisfaction and said coldly: "This general is not discussing with you, but giving an order. If my men are allowed to take action, it will not be a matter of ordering wine. "
The man next to him tugged on Fan Hong's cuffs and whispered: "Mr. Fan, don't hesitate. Just follow Lord Wo Lunkuo's wishes. Otherwise, if these Mongolians take action, the caravan will be destroyed." It’s not just a little bit of wine that’s lost.”
Hearing this, Fan Hong looked very ugly.
The wine brought by the caravan was originally for sale, but if it were given to these Mongols, there would probably be nothing left.
There is still a long way to go from Bansheng City, and the speed of the caravan cannot be compared with the cavalry, and it will be delayed for many days on the road. If these Mongolians are allowed to toss around, the caravan will lose a lot of property.
When the man saw that Fan Hong was silent, he could only persuade him in a low voice: "Mr. Fan, isn't it just some wine? If you can use the wine to gain Lord Wo Lunkuo's favor, it's worth it. If you really make Lord Wo Lunkuo and the others angry, it's worth it." , there is no one to protect our caravan along this way, and relying on those bodyguards may not be able to protect the caravan. Don’t forget that those caravans that had trouble on the grassland before hired bodyguards.”
Fan Hong sighed.
It is better to lose some property than to lose your life.
Thinking of this, he said to Wo Lunkuo: "General, please wait a moment, I will have someone bring the wine over."
"Then go quickly!" Wo Lunkuo waved his hand impatiently.
Fan Hong turned around and walked towards his caravan.
The man next to him smiled and said to Wo Lunkuo: "General, I will accompany Mr. Fan to prepare wine for the general."
Wo Lunkuo nodded.
The man took a few steps, caught up with Fan Hong, and accompanied Fan Hong back to the caravan.
As soon as the two people returned to the caravan, escort Qin rode up to greet them.
As they approached, Escort Qin asked, "Mr. Fan, what should we do next? Should we stay here and camp, or should we continue on our way?"
Fan Hong raised his head and glanced at Escort Qin on horseback. He finally sighed and walked forward without saying anything.
Qin's bodyguard on horseback looked surprised.
I don’t understand why Fan Hong, who looked relaxed just now, has a sad look on his face now.
The man who was following Fan Hong whispered as he passed by Qin's escort: "From now on, the caravan will be subject to General Wo Lun Kuo's orders. When to rest and when to go on the road, it will also be decided by General Wo Lun Kuo." The general has the final say.”
After speaking, he chased Fan Hong.
Hearing this, Escort Qin frowned slightly.
It was clearly Fan Ji's caravan, but the Mongols had to make the decision. Looking at Fan Hong's appearance, it was obvious that he was frustrated by the other party.
As a Mingguo native, he had no favorable impressions of the Mongols, and more than one Mongolian died in his hands. However, he was just the bodyguard invited by Fan Ji's caravan, and it was not his role as a bodyguard to dictate matters concerning Fan Ji's caravan. .
However, Fan Ji's caravan will be in charge of the Mongols in the future. He needs to remind other bodyguards to avoid conflicts with these Mongolians and it is best not to have too much contact.
The escorts are all martial men, very angry, and will get into quarrels or even fight if they don't get what they want.
If Fan Hong was still in charge of the caravan, even if their bodyguards had some quarrels with the Mongols, someone would be able to intervene, but now it seems that the Mongols will not give the Fan family face at all.
Once a quarrel breaks out, the Mongols are likely to take action directly due to their large numbers.
Now they are on the grassland. Once they fight the Mongols, the outcome is foreseeable. And based on his understanding of the Mongols, the Mongols will not take the life and death of the Han people seriously, so their death will be in vain. There is no way to take revenge. The most they can do is go back. From now on, the Fan family will pay some money to settle the matter.
Escort Qin hurriedly went to find other escorts and told them his worries, while not forgetting to warn them.
Fan Hong also returned to the caravan at this time and shouted to a clerk: "Take a few people, unload all the wine from the car, and send it to the Mongols."
The guy who was shouted at was stunned for a moment and said, "Mr. Fan, are those dozens of jars of wine given to the Mongols?"
Thinking that he had lost dozens of jars of wine, Fan Hong had a look of pain on his face, but finally waved his hand and said: "Send it all away, send it away, send it all, not even a jar will be left behind."
After the waiter heard this, he called the other waiters and began to unload the jars filled with wine from the cart to the ground one by one.
A jar of wine was moved to the ground and piled up in a large area.
When the last jar of wine was moved from the car, the waiter came to Fan Hong and said, "Master, it's all moved down."
Fan Hong looked at the wine jars piled on the floor in front of him and said distressedly: "Find a few more people and send them to the Mongols!"
The man standing next to Fan Hong asked: "Master Fan, don't you go with us?"
Fan Hong shook his head and said: "Forget it, I won't go. I feel uncomfortable seeing so much wine being wasted by those Mongolians. How much money will it cost?"
Every penny earned by the caravan belongs to the Fan family. As a member of the Fan family, he hates it when others take advantage of his own things.
The man next to him said: "Since Mr. Fan can't go there, let me go with them. I came from Bansheng City with these Mongolians, so I know them somewhat well. With me watching over them, I can It can avoid some trouble.”
Fan Hong nodded.
A jar of wine was brought to the Mongolians by Fan Ji.
Wo Lunkuo jumped off the horse, walked to a wine jar, crushed the mud seal of the wine jar with his hands, smelled the aroma of wine emanating from it, reached in, took out a handful, and put it to his mouth to drink. Take a bite.
After finishing the drink, he frowned and said, "Why isn't it made from sorghum?"
The man who came with Fan Ji explained: "Sorghum wine is the wine of Tiger Flag. They don't sell much of it themselves. Even Fan Ji can't buy much, but the wine here is not bad. In The wine from the Ming Dynasty is also considered good, not much worse than the sorghum wine from Tiger Character Banner."
Wo Lunkuo asked: "Is there any sorghum wine from Tiger Character Banner?"
"This... really doesn't happen." The man smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Sorghum wine is brewed by the Tiger Flag's winery. Each release is limited and the price remains high. The wine produced in the Ming Dynasty is completely digested in the Ming Dynasty. Except for the Tiger Flag's caravan, few others can bring too much. Sorghum is brewed and sold on the grassland.
It’s not like no one has thought about the secret recipe of Tiger Character Banner’s brewing, but Tiger Character Banner’s winery is on Hutou Village, and the mountain is guarded by Tiger Character Banner soldiers. Outsiders can’t get in at all, let alone get the wine. The secret recipe.
Wo Lunkuo looked disappointed.
Although there was a lot of wine in front of him, in his eyes, these wines were far inferior to the sorghum brewed by Tiger Character Flag.
The man looked at Wo Lunkuo and said cautiously: "General, would you like to ask someone to take away all the wine first?"
Wo Lunkuo turned around and said to a Mongolian armored knight beside him: "Senaban, take a few people with you and ask our people to fill the wine bags and keep them for drinking on the road."
The Mongolian armored knight next to him agreed and turned around to make arrangements.
Although dozens of jars of wine are a lot, they can't hold up to these Mongolians who drink and fill the wine bags at the same time.
In the end, dozens of wine jars were empty, and nearly half of the Mongolians were drunk. Even the Mongolians who were not drunk had their faces flushed and smelled of alcohol.
