According to the custom of the Dilu tribe, after they move to the winter pasture at the beginning of winter, they need to wait until the snow melts in the next spring before moving to the summer pasture.
If cattle and sheep are forced to travel long distances frequently in the wind and snow, consuming a lot of energy, then many weak animals will not survive the long winter.
The camp cannot be moved unless absolutely necessary.
A night of wind and snow passed.
By the time it dawned the next day, the snow had not stopped, and one meter of snow had already piled up on the windward side of the wall.
Song Dekui, wrapped in a fur hat, stood on the frame of a cart and used a wooden stick to scrape the snow off the roof.
He talked all night yesterday, and his mouth was dry. He had negotiated the deal for ten houses, but he didn't want to collapse the paper house under the weight of snow and ruin his reputation.
Bahrain and Wudong were busy taking care of their horses. They wanted to send people back in the snow to report the situation here to Guangbao.
It is close to the border of Wu Dynasty and only two days away.
In order to prevent the Di tribe from suddenly attacking the border residents, the movements of all tribes need to be informed to the Zhenbei Military Guard Station.
Balin sent the two men back, and Wu Dong sent the troublemaker Daxing away.
Although he apologized, Boss Song still looked at Daxing with a knife in his eyes.
Song Liyun had no intention of leaving.
She has plenty of food, charcoal, fire, plenty of fodder for her chrysanthemums, and a wooden house to live in. Whether she braves the snow to return to the guard base or goes to the tribe in Bahrain, it is better to stay here.
Moreover, she still needs to find the relocated tribe as soon as possible after the snow stops.
After breakfast, the three men who reported the news set off on their return journey through the snow.
Wu Dong, Bahrain and others stayed.
Wu Dong not only took the military orders from General Xiao to escort Song Liyun, he was also a patrol sentry at the guard station, and it was his job to monitor the grassland.
After chatting with Song Dekui all night, Bahrain realized Song Liyun's strength and became more respectful in his words and deeds.
No wonder a weak-looking girl dared to enter the grassland with only one servant and a carriage.
Not only did he have the skills, but he was also supported by two guards, and he was also the owner of a workshop and shop.
Boss Song has said that the Song family has a food workshop, a papermaking workshop, a leather goods shop, a restaurant, and a business of selling cattle and sheep. They are like a god of wealth.
Wudong and Bahrain led the people and followed the direction of the relocated tribes under heavy snow.
They were worried that the snow would fall too hard and all the traces left behind would be submerged.
Only one Di tribe member was left in the wooden house to guard the camp.
Song Liyun walked into the stable carrying a bucket of medicated water.
Song Dekui was grooming the old horse's fur. When he saw Song Liyun coming in with water, he came over and said, "Now the horse can eat snow and hay outside. You have to use the water in your skin sparingly and don't take it out anymore."
As he spoke, he blinked and glanced at the Di people who were cleaning horse manure.
Now that there are outsiders, Song Liyun's "treasure bag" cannot be exposed.
There are advantages and disadvantages to having too many people. The food and water originally stored in the space are now inconvenient to take out casually.
If they all relied on Juqing's horse-drawn carts, there would be trouble.
The space of the carriage is limited, and the strength of one horse is also limited, so the team can only be expanded.
Song Lingyun gave the water mixed with biological agents to all three horses to drink, and then said to Song Dekui: "Uncle Kui, don't worry, we have three horses, just use three horses to pull the goods, and then lengthen and widen the carriage, haha
!At that time, you can fit a mountain in the car.”
Song Dekui was still a little puzzled, but he laughed: "What do you mean, it's a mountain? It's just a lucky bag."
A moving lucky bag!
Song Liyun had been thinking about this issue since she met Ba Lin and others.
In the future, there will only be more and more people around me, and there will be fewer and fewer opportunities to act alone.
She can only build herself a large treasure chest and a team of horses that are superior to ordinary people to meet the powerful storage space and transportation capacity.
One day after giving Lao Ma the strengthening medicine, Song Liyun observed that Lao Ma was obviously full of energy and energetic, with no sequelae of acclimatization.
From now on, she plans to feed the Juqing and Bayhong horses as well.
Because there is no need to transform a horse into a prehistoric muscle monster, very few chemicals are used, enough to raise a tank of one hundred and eighty beasts.
The snow fell quickly and slowly, never stopping.
The Di people in the wooden house did not understand the Wu Dynasty dialect. Song Liyun wanted to communicate with him, but he could only express himself by dancing. Apart from knowing that his name was Da Lu, he could not ask anything else.
Song Liyun was pulling her hair and worrying. She had to quickly learn the Di dialect along the way, otherwise communication would be a problem when meeting the Di tribe.
Wu Dong and others went out in the morning and did not come back all day. It was not until dark that the group of people turned around in embarrassment.
They are just tired of men and horses and cannot be described.
What surprised Song Liyun the most was that a team of seven or eight people followed Wu Dong all the way, carrying large bags and small bags.
Song Liyun looked at the dark and thin Lin Qingyuan, who was unshaven, had knotted hair, and was wrapped in a dirty leather robe. He couldn't believe his eyes.
The Mr. Lin whom I met in Tianxiang Tower was a handsome and graceful man in rich clothes and surrounded by beautiful maids. At this time, he was just a homeless beggar.
Lin Qingyuan was in a panic, and the guards accompanying him were even more miserable. Several of them had frostbite on their hands and feet, and their skin and flesh were ulcerated.
Seeing Song Liyun, Lin Qingyuan had a look of disbelief before he got off his horse. Then he was overjoyed and jumped from the horse and shouted: "Manager Song, why are you on the grassland? You came here specifically to wait for me! I knew you.
You will definitely understand my sincerity."
Song Liyun only felt heartbroken, how could she meet such a shameless person.
But at this time, people were talking too much, and they couldn't even say a few words to defend themselves. They could only say in a cold voice: "Mr. Lin, if you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame me for being rude."
Wu Dong and others were all surprised and confused. They met Mr. Lin on the road who had just escaped from the Mida Valley and brought him back. However, they did not expect that he was an acquaintance with Miss Song. What this meant... there are many inconveniences to say.
inside story.
After Song Dekui entered the grassland, he already knew who Song Liyun was engaged to be, and also knew why Song Liyun was eager to inquire about the happenings in Mida Valley.
Now that there is no news, the two of them are extremely worried, but it is dangerous to travel in the snow, so they can only wait.
Originally, Song Dekui was worried about hiding the lucky bag.
Now that so many people suddenly came, he would have no chance to eat the dishes prepared by Xiao An and Aunt Yunzi.
Song Dekui's forehead hurts just thinking about it.
Now, a bastard pops up and talks nonsense, which immediately makes me angry.
How can a girl who is engaged be allowed to have a bad reputation?
Before Song Liyun could get angry, Song Dekui had already kicked Lin Qingyuan.
After escaping from death and meeting an acquaintance again, Lin Qingyuan was in a state of confusion and was completely unprepared. He was kicked to the ground by Song Dekui, and his head and face were covered with snow foam residue.
Before he could struggle to get up, Song Dekui stepped on Lin Qingyuan's back, pointed at his nose and cursed: "Where did you come from, a homeless ruffian who spits feces and slanders people's innocence? Believe it or not, I will punch you to death!"