Meng Shan and the others rode the best horse and galloped at the fastest speed. They caught up to Bai Wutong's team the next day.
He shouted at You Huaijie through the rows of soldiers, "Brother, I want to buy some satin from you."
You Huaijie stared at him coldly. "How much do you want?"
Meng Shan held out a hand. "I want 50 bolts of them!"
You Huaijie looked at Yu Suisheng. "Is there any more satin?"
There were only 50 of them. Yu Suisheng nodded. "Sir, there are still some left."
You Huaijie said, "Then sell some to them."
It was also one of the duties of the Governor of the Southern Frontier to build a good relationship with the local people.
Yu Suisheng quickly sent someone to bring 50 pieces of satin to Meng Shan. "Please count and check them."
Meng Shan was counting the cloth when a clear voice sounded behind his team.
