Under the guidance of the servant, Chechen went into the white tent of ah Yuqi Taiji. Ah Yuqi sat on the throne drinking butter tea, while the Gelu Lama sat on the side of ah Yuqi.


    "Do you want to see me?" ah Yuqi asked Cherchen after drinking butter tea in a bowl. He didn''t expect that the businessman was so young and about his age. Ah Yuqi first had some good feelings in his heart. However, ah Yuqi still looks like a business.


    "Yes." Chechen sat down like ah Yuqi. He said, "my name is aleval, the leader of the caravan. My partner Ingrid is Swedish. Prijit is her compatriot. I hope to get the grace of Taiji and take prijit home."


    After listening to Chechen''s words, ah Yuqi put down the tea bowl. He looked at Chechen''s face and kept turning Buddha beads in his hands. After a while, ah Yuqi said, "not for sale. Prijit is an important servant to my wife. She can weave exquisite fabrics, which is almost unmatched in the Khanate."


    Seeing that ah Yuqi refused himself, Chechen was a little anxious. He jumped forward and lobbied ah Yuqi: "Lord Taiji, Bridget is just a servant who is good at embroidery, which is dispensable to you. She has been with you for ten years and suffers from homesickness every day. I heard that you Kalmyk people come from the Far East and are far away from their hometown. I think Lord Taiji can understand the pain of Bridget."


    After listening to Che Chen''s words, the Gelu Lama behind ah Yuqi loudly announced the Buddha''s name, while ah Yuqi seemed to have a loose look.


    Chechen hit the railway while it was hot: "Taiji, I won''t take prijit from you for nothing. I''m willing to exchange a cart of salt and a cart of cloth in the caravan for her."


    A cart of salt and a cart of cloth can be exchanged for dozens of strong slaves. Che Chen takes out so much, which shows that he is very sincere.


    However, it was precisely Chechen''s sincere words that aroused ah Yuqi''s suspicion. Because the businessmen contacted by ah Yuqi were people who valued profit over righteousness, Chechen''s kind of helping others did not seem to be doing business.


    Ah Yuqi''s face showed a trace of vigilance. He said, "aleval, you know so much."


    Chechen woke up at this time. He said a little more. Immediately, Chechen said, "I just listened to prijit."


    But since ah Yuqi was suspicious, how could he let Chechen go so easily. He was going to try Chechen and see the details of the young man.


    "Ha ha, it''s rare that you are so sincere." ah Yuqi suddenly stood up from his position. He went to Chechen and said condescending, "well, I''ll bet with you. If you win, I''ll give you prijit?"


    "What is Taiji going to bet?" Chechen asked happily when ah Yuqi relaxed.


    "Let''s bet on shooting. You and I shoot at the target 30 meters away. Whoever hits the red heart on the target will win. What do you think?" ah Yuqi stretched out his arm and made a gesture of shooting.


    "As Taiji said," Chechen agreed.


    So they came outside. Two Kalmyks put a target made of hay thirty meters away according to ah Yuqi''s order.


    As the host, ah Yuqi shot first of course. He took a rope gun, skillfully loaded it with gunpowder and lead bullets, and then shot at the target. The bullet didn''t hit the red heart, but it wasn''t far from the red heart.


    The next one is Chechen. Ah Yuqi handed the gun to Chechen, but Chechen didn''t take it, but chose to use the pistol he brought.


    The caravan usually carries weapons for self-defense, so ah Yuqi doesn''t care that Che Chen uses his own pistol.


    Che Chen raised his hand and raised the gun. His eyes, hands and the center of the gun were in a straight line, and then pulled the trigger.


    The bullet hit the bull''s-eye.


    Ingrid and prijit both cried for Chechen, especially prijit, because she had just learned from Chechen that the shot was related to her own destiny.


    Chechen was also very satisfied with himself. He was about to thank ah Yuqi. Suddenly, ah Yuqi shouted, "take him down!"


    As soon as ah Yuqi''s voice fell, the two warriors jumped at Cherchen and pressed him to the ground. Fatima stretched out her hand to her back and wanted to come forward to rescue, but Cherchen stopped it with her eyes.


    Chechen, who was pressed to the ground, raised his head. He asked innocently, "Taiji, why is this?"


    Ah Yuqi said sternly, "don''t pretend to be a fool! You say you are a businessman, but your shooting skills are so good that it is clear that you are disguised by soldiers. Besides, aren''t all your businessmen open-minded about money? How are you willing to exchange two carts of goods for a woman?"


    Then Chechen realized that he had revealed a flaw. He secretly complained in his heart, but he said stubbornly: "Wronged, Taiji. I''m willing to use two carts of goods to redeem prijit because her husband who died ten years ago has little money in Stockholm, Sweden. When prijit returns, she will be the heir to the property, and she promised to give me half of the property. That''s why I''m so generous. As for what you said, why am I so good at shooting? Excuse me Let me be frank, Lord Taiji, if you use my gun, you can also hit the red heart. "


    "Oh?" listening to Chechen say that he didn''t hit it because of the weapon, ah Yuqi doubtfully took the pistol used by Chechen.


    "Taiji might as well use my musket," said Chechen.


    "OK, I''ll try yours," said ah Yuqi.


    Ah Yuqi filled the pistol with gunpowder and lead bullets. He aimed at the bull''s eye and fired a shot. Sure enough, this time he also hit the bull''s-eye.


    This surprised ah Yuqi. He didn''t expect that this short pistol was so much easier to use than his long barrel rope gun. Ah Yuqi took the smoking pistol in his hand and played it carefully. He couldn''t help thinking, "is it really a problem with the firearm?"


    "Taiji," Chechen explained, "the musket you just used was bought from czar Russia. To tell you the truth, the musket produced by czar Russia is the worst in Europe. It is not only inaccurate, but also very bulky. My pistol is produced in the Republic of Poland, and the inside is engraved with rifling, so the accuracy is much higher than your musket."


    "What is rifling?"


    "Taiji, rifling is a concave convex pattern engraved in the barrel. It is used to give the warhead the ability to rotate, so that the bullet can still maintain the established direction after being discharged. Have you ever hit the top? The principle is similar to that."


    "I see."


    After listening to Chechen''s explanation, ah Yuqi''s mind came up with the rotation of the top.


    Ah Yuqi''s suspicion was half gone. He looked at the barrel again. Sure enough, there were concave and convex lines in it.


    Ah Yuqi ordered Chechen to let go. Ah Yuqi inserted the pistol into his belt and didn''t mean to return it to its original owner.


    Che Chen, seeing this, of course, would not be stupid enough to ask for it. He moved his twisted arm and said to ah Yuqi, "Taiji, since your weapons are bad, I can''t win. Why don''t we compete again?"


    Ah Yuqi has just been greedy for Chechen''s pistol. It''s embarrassing for him to compete again. He said to Chechen, "no, if you lose, you lose. I admit to losing. Prijit is yours. The two carts of materials. No, I buy all the materials you bring at twice the price."


    Seeing that ah Yuqi did it neatly, Chechen couldn''t help but sincerely thank him and said, "thank you Taiji."


    On one side, Bridget hugged Ingrid. The poor woman who had been away from home for ten years could finally go home.