In the makeshift and simple tent set up by the caravan, Lin Wanwan and her two companions sat opposite the bearded Hu leader and his people.
In a world where everyone learns the official language of the Tang Dynasty, communication between the parties presented no problem.
The tea cakes Lin Wanwan took out were not strange, but the brown sugar, white sugar, and fine salt truly surprised them.
This group of Hu Shang had traveled far and wide for so many years, frequently crossing the Silk Road, but had never seen such refined salt and sugar.
Several Hu Shang pinched a bit of the snow-like fine white sugar with their fingers and put it in their mouths to taste. Although they tried hard to remain calm, their glowing eyes betrayed their true feelings.
Lin Wanwan watched the others silently organizing their words, having already decided to make a hefty profit off this group of Hu Shang.
