Wufu and Ah Jiu returned to the residence and did not immediately rest. Instead, they continued to discuss matters of trade in the Northwest with Mei San and the others.
"...Earlier at the club, I didn't say everything. There are indeed many nouveau riche in the Northwest, but they are not our main targets," Wufu stared at Mei San and said, "Our target is the grassland."
Mei San was taken aback.
Ah Jiu also looked at Wufu, a flicker of light passing through his eyes.
"Compared to the Northwest and the Central Plains, resources are scarcer in the grasslands, but what they have, we may not necessarily have on our side. Even if we do, it may not measure up."
"For example, warhorses," Ah Jiu continued.
The grassland has the strongest wine and the fiercest horses; the warhorses of the grasslands cannot be compared to those of the Central Plains.
Wufu nodded.
