After eating fried wheat for two days, Su Ren's stomach couldn't stand it. The first time he ate it, it tasted really good, crispy and fragrant. After eating one handful, he wanted to eat two handfuls. After eating the second meal, he still felt good. But one day
After eating this for three meals, it always felt like he hadn't eaten at all. The next afternoon, Su Ren couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Grind noodles and steam cakes!"
The masons were readily available, but the Qiang masons had never done the work of cutting stone mills. Nuo's large milling discs and rollers had to be hammered, and the project seemed huge at first glance. Unable to resist the orders of Su Ren and the leader, the masons
According to Su Ren's instructions, the construction of the world's first stone mill began.
Highland barley can also be ground into flour, but because of limited conditions, the Qiang people can only use stone troughs to grind it bit by bit, and they can't get half a bag of highland barley noodles for a day. After installing the stone mill, they watched the white flour come from the grinding mill.
When the edge of the mill slid down, there was a sensation in the Yellow Sheep tribe's camp. They had never thought that there was such a way to grind flour. Two stones, a mule and a few logs could relieve the heavy labor.
Ke Muzhi looked up and down to see what mechanism the stone mill had. When he found out that it was actually very simple, he slapped his head: "Why didn't I think of that? Do you Han people use this?"
Su Ren shook his head: "The common people of the Han Dynasty are not so advanced. This one is much simpler. You are the first people to use this kind of stone mill."
"Hahaha... we have surpassed the Han people!" Riwobuji laughed loudly and ordered the masons to build a few more.
With flour, steaming cakes is much easier. The Qiang people watched the Han people put the flour into various shapes, put it in a basket, and after steaming it for a while, something as big as a human head appeared. The aroma was better than what they put in with a lot of cheese.
The fried wheat smells much better when it comes out.
Holding the steamed cake, Ke Muzhi moved his hands back and forth, his face as bright as a flower: "You Han people are really good at eating. How many horses do you need to replace this cage? I bought it."
Su Ren smiled: "If you like it, I'll give it to you. Why are we friends?"
"Okay, I have made a decision to make you my friend. You will be my best friend for the rest of my life."
After eating a meal of porridge and flour cakes, I felt that my stomach and intestines were back again. That day, the entire camp was steaming cakes, and even three horses were required to grind out flour, which was not enough to feed everyone in the camp. Su
Ren tore off a piece of cooked beef and mutton, put it in the dough, and chewed it, causing everyone to imitate each other. After eating, they all felt that everything they had eaten before was inedible.
In order to thank Su Ren for the changes he had brought to the Huangyang tribe, Riwobuji sent his daughter into Su Ren's tent again. As expected, the woman with thick arms and thick legs was kicked out.
.Getting into his bed, Su Ren let out a sigh of relief. Doing these things is not a whim. Someone once had such a famous saying, if you want to catch a person, you must first catch his stomach. Su Ren is giving the Yellow Sheep Tribe
The Qiang people teach the lifestyle of the superior people in order to completely draw the Huangyang tribe to their side.
Lu Yi opened the curtain and came in, startling Su Ren, and quickly wrapped the quilt tightly: "You, why are you here?"
Lu Yi rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, I won't stay here tonight."
Su Ren laughed twice and still didn't let go of his quilt. Although he might not have been unwilling last time, he couldn't make a mistake again if he made a mistake once. If this kind of thing became the norm, Su Ren would not forgive him.
Own.
"I'm here to tell you that although we don't have much goods left, one Yellow Sheep tribe still can't consume them all. You have to find a way to find some other tribes to trade with."
Su Renchang nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Seeing that Su Ren was very nervous, Lu Yi looked up to the sky and laughed: "Am I so scary? Do you think you are at a disadvantage when a woman commits herself to you?"
"You can't say that. This kind of thing has to be between you and me. I really can't accept that being with the same person is not very..." Before Su Ren finished speaking, Lu Yi's face changed, and he quickly changed his words: "I didn't
To say you are not good is just, just..."
"You just think I'm not good enough for you!" Lu Yi dropped these words and walked away without looking back.
Su Ren, one big and two big, yelled at the door. Huang Shisan and Huo Jin ran in quickly. Su Ren's eyes widened: "If you two guys let anyone in next time, get out of here!"
Hawking chuckled: "Miss Luyi is not just let in, she is our caravan manager!"
"Not even the shopkeeper, you must inform them before anyone comes in! It seems we all have some rules!"
The next day, Su Ren no longer steamed pancakes, but changed them to pancakes. The pancakes with chopped green onions and leeks tasted sweeter and more delicious. Eating just one piece of it made Ke Muzhi's appetite go away. This time, he never mentioned that he bought it.
After that, he returned to his tent in a few steps, pulled the cook out, and let her watch carefully how Su Ren did it. After eating it once, he fell in love with the scallion pancake. He didn't want to wait for Su Ren to leave and eat it himself.
Not as delicious as this.
Carrying pancakes, Su Ren entered Riwobuji's tent. When he came in, Riwobuji was eating the leftover steamed pancakes from yesterday, enjoying the deliciousness. When he smelled the faint fragrance of green onions and leeks, he immediately
Attracted by the thing in Su Ren's hand.
"Oh, you have come up with some new tricks. In the past two days, I, an old man, don't know how to swallow those unpalatable things before."
Su Ren chuckled and said: "As long as the leader likes it, I will definitely keep the formula."
"The third child is lucky! With friends like you, why worry about our Yellow Sheep tribe not being prosperous!" Riwobuji grabbed a piece of scallion pancake and swallowed it in a big mouth: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Su Rendao: "The leader is indeed the leader. You can tell at a glance that something is wrong with me."
"Haha, you young people are my old man's opponents. Just like my third child, you are both people who can't keep things under control."
Su Ren smiled and distributed the remaining scallion pancakes to Lexen, Vala and other elders who were sitting there: "I still have a lot of goods left. Recently, people in our tribe have almost exchanged them. In order to
…”
"Are you leaving?" Riwobuji stopped eating and drinking. As a shrewd leader, he would never let someone like Su Ren out of his tribe. If Su Ren came into contact with other tribes, he might agree to give him
Other tribes also sell weapons, so their Yellow Sheep Tribe's advantage on the grassland is gone.
"No, no, no, the leader has misunderstood!" Su Ren waved his hand quickly: "The Yellow Sheep Tribe is my good friend, and my caravan will never leave the territory of the Yellow Sheep Tribe."
"Then what do you mean?"
"What I mean is that I hope the leader will allow other tribes to come to Eagle Lake to trade with us. Of course, this kind of transaction is paid, and we will pay more taxes as ransom for other tribes to enter the Yellow Sheep Tribe's territory.
"
Riwobuji and all his men were thinking about what Su Ren said. Vala immediately understood what Su Ren meant: "You want to use commercial taxes to buy roads for other tribes to come to Eagle Lake to trade with you?"
Su Ren nodded: "Second Young Master, the smartest person in the entire tribe, really deserves it. That's what I mean. This is what I think. First, all my goods can be sold, and secondly, the Yellow Sheep tribe will get more.
You can rest assured that I will only sell them grain, salt and linen, and no other materials will be leaked out."
"I'm afraid the benefits are more than this, right?" Vala smiled coldly: "Do other tribes trade at a higher price than our tribe?"
Su Ren looked at Vala and stretched out his thumb: "This is necessary. As a friend, I gave the Yellow Sheep Tribe a considerable discount. Others naturally did not have such treatment. In addition, in order for them to enter the territory of the Yellow Sheep Tribe,
, I have to pay more taxes, and the price will naturally be higher. I am a businessman, not a philanthropist."
"Hahaha... I agree to this!" After Riwobuji understood it, he immediately made the decision: "Tomorrow I will send people to notify the surrounding tribes and allow them to enter the territory of the Yellow Sheep Tribe and come to Eagle Lake
Make a deal with you."
"Thank you, chief, you are my noble man!"
As soon as Su Ren left, there were many voices in the tent. Li Kesen's voice was the loudest: "Father, if other tribes are allowed to enter our territory, what if they refuse to leave? Also, what about our tribe in Eagle Lake?
With limited power, how can we prevent other tribes from plotting evil intentions?"
Riwobuji smiled and said: "This is your business. I only know that as long as we control this kid's caravan, other tribes will not dare to become enemies with us in order to obtain the food and supplies they need."
"Chief, our herdsmen and soldiers can fill their bellies with these supplies. If the neighboring tribes can also fill their bellies, it will not be good for us!"
"Hmph! Can they have enough to eat? Since they come to trade with me, we have the final say on how much supplies can be exchanged!" Riwo Buji raised the corners of his mouth and held half a scallion pancake in his hand: "Tell those who want to
Tribes that want to trade want to enter Eagle Lake. The materials each tribe trades cannot exceed one hundred shi of grain, fifty shi of salt, and one hundred pieces of linen. If you don't agree to this condition, you can't even think of entering Eagle Lake!"
Lexen immediately understood what his father meant when he heard it, and took the lead in applauding. Several other elders also nodded repeatedly. Only Wala sat there silently. He had already smelled the danger. Although the Yellow Sheep tribe was huge, it was the first zero Qiang.
The largest tribe, but my father seemed to have forgotten something. After tasting the benefits of Han merchants, how could those weak tribes be allowed to be slaughtered by the Yellow Sheep tribe?
Wala walked out of the tent alone. The people in the tribe were eating the scallion pancakes made by Su Ren. Everyone was very happy because it was given to them by Su Ren. Everyone liked this generous Han merchant.
.But Vala saw some clues. There are no selfless people in the world, and there is a purpose behind everyone's generosity.
The huge yellow sheep head at the entrance of the camp was hunted by Riwo Buji. At that time, Riwo Buji was called the hero of the tribe. He was brave and smart, but now that he is old, his understanding of the Han people is not as deep as imagined.
Not even as good as his own son. (To be continued)