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One hundred and sixty one In fact, I am a profiteer

Speaking of this, Wu Peng suddenly remembered another thing: "Niu Weibang told me that before you attacked the Steel Tooth Department this time, you sent someone to ask Leijiao City for help, but the letter was not delivered and the messenger disappeared?"

"Yes." Tianhao nodded and said in detail what had happened before.

The national teacher frowned again: "So, someone wants to deal with you?"

"No matter who it is, he is the enemy of the entire Lei Niu tribe." Tianhao's attitude was very firm: "Because the reinforcements did not arrive on time, I had to kill more than 6,000 people who had lost their resistance, and also lost the opportunity to capture the Steel Teeth City. At that time, Iron Teeth had been captured by me, and with him in my hand, I could control the entire Steel Teeth... Such an opportunity would never be there again."

"This person must be found." Wu Peng became extremely serious and said coldly: "This is a rebel act."

Tianhao agreed with this. He took a breath slowly and saluted Wu Peng again: "Great Master, I have a request, I hope you can agree."

Wu Peng looked at him: "Tell me!"

"I want a complete map." This is Tianhao's long-standing wish.

The poor information is the biggest feature of this era. Leijiao City has a map covering the entire tribe, which is only part of the bull tribe territory. The other crazy bull tribe, wild bull tribe, fierce bull tribe, etc. are added up to a complete map of the bull tribe territory distribution.

In addition, there are also tiger clans, lion clans, eagle clans, deer clans... The maps of each tribe are confidential and never leaked to the public.

This is just the northern part of the mainland, and there are more secrets on that strange land south of Suolong Pass.

If there is a map, many things will become simple. At least you can avoid many detours based on surveys by your predecessors.

Wu Peng's eyes became solemn: "What do you want to do on the map?"

"If... I mean if there is such a possibility, I want to go to the mob-controlled area and see if I can find sulfur." ​​Tianhao did not hide his thoughts: "The gap between us and the white people in the south is too big, and this gap will further expand over time. In any case, we must create gunpowder."

Wu Peng's expression was a little loose: "How much do you know about the mob?"

"Not a lot." Tianhao replied: "I know these things from the king."

"Mob..." Wu Peng's eyes were shaking some complicated things. He sighed and shook his head slowly, but it did not mean refusal: "In fact, they are people who worship gods. They are not our enemies. In some ways, they can even be said to be our friends."

"Friend?" Tianhao was a little confused.

"From early on, we have provided the food that the mob needs every year. All tribes bear together, the lion, the tiger, the deer, the eagle... all tribes are like this. But they want too much, and the number is increasing every year, especially this year, which costs two million tons."

"So much?" Tian Hao suddenly widened his eyes and shouted: "Two million...tons?"

This is an extremely huge number.

According to the standards of the civilized era, at that time, humans consumed about 400 to 700 kilograms of grain per year. The reason for the large deviation in numbers is because of the intake of large quantities of side food and many other factors such as different countries, regions, and races.

The northern barbarians are far larger than ordinary humans, and their appetite has also increased accordingly. In the past few years, Tianhao has calculated the per capita grain consumption per year based on the villagers of Panshizhai, which is about one ton. If a certain degree of meat is added, this number will be further reduced.

This is just a basic number to maintain survival. If you want to eat well, the quantity will increase.

In short, taking a barely acceptable average is one ton.

It is no secret that the total population of the northern barbarian tribes is the same.

The lion tribe controls the two highest yield crops, potato and corn. They have the largest population of the tribes with about four million people.

The tiger tribe ranks second: 3.8 million people.

The third place is the cattle clan: three million.

The population gap between the leopard and bear tribes is not large, and it is basically the same, both two million.

The same is true for the deer tribe and the eagle tribe, which is generally one and a half million, and the up and down will not exceed 20,000 people.

The rest are some small tribes, such as the pig tribe with about 400,000, the Chi tribe with about 200,000, etc.

The total population of owners of each tribe is about 20 million.

Two million tons of grain are equivalent to one-tenth of the normal demand of the entire northern barbarians.

"Who is the mob? They serve the gods... Is this... true?" Tianhao felt that this matter sounded ridiculous and extremely unreal.

Wu Peng's mood became depressed as he asked: "Forget it, don't ask so much, this is not what you should know... The map can be given to you, and I'll send it to you in the future. You have made great contributions this time, which is a reward for you!"

Tianhao, who had come back to his senses, bowed quickly and said, "Thank you, Master."

Wu Peng stared at him with bright eyes: "Remember what you said to me: Let the people under your rule be full and let them wear clothes. You are the city lord now, and you need to manage more things and involve all aspects of the problem. The five-year tax exemption period is long and short. At that time, you have to assume your own responsibilities."

"Remember it next!"

...

When leaving the clan mansion, Tianhao met the son of Zong Gu at the gate.

Zong Guang had recovered almost the same, and his coat was not buttoned, and he was spread open on his shoulders. Seeing Tianhao coming from afar, he was full of joy and trotted to meet him, smiling gratefully: "Ahao, we have been waiting for you."

Tianhao smiled and looked at Zong Guang's left arm: "How is it, does it feel okay?"

Zong Guang couldn't use his left hand, so he held Tianhao's hand tightly with his right hand, his voice more sincere than ever: "Thank you...thank you!"

Zong Ju walked over with a smile: "Ahao, thanks to you today, otherwise...ah, I won't say anything... Let's go and have a meal at me."

Tianhao was about to refuse, but saw Zong Ju glaring at him: "You have to follow me no matter what you say today. You are the city lord, and you have helped me and A Guang so much. I must thank you very much."

...

Zongfu’s private house in Heijiao City is very large, and it is a yard with three inches and three out. In terms of scale and construction technology, it is far beyond Tianhao’s guest room in Panshi City.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and Yuan Wei was invited to accompany him. The long striped table with a length of more than five meters was filled with various foods.

The roasted pork is very fresh, the chef's meat cutter is very good, the slices are very thin, and the surface is painted with seasoned sauce, which can be eaten by roasting on charcoal fire. It tastes delicious and has a tender texture.

The chicken is relatively rough: four hens are cooked in a large pot with a radius of more than 30 cm. They are all stewed whole in the simplest way. The soup is very thick, with a thick layer of oil floating on it, which complements the tender yellow chicken skin.

The beef is a bit alternative: choose large pieces of tendon meat, use a big wooden hammer to pound it on the chopping board, smash it into minced meat, sprinkle various seasonings, mix green green chopped green onion, and bright red pepper noodles, pinch it into fist balls, then roll it out with a wooden stick, and fry it in a hot pan with butter.

The staple food is dough cakes and steamed buns. The former is very dry and very thin. In fact, it is the naan that Tianhao had eaten many times in the civilized era. The latter is taken out of the steamer and steams hot and has a soft taste.

Yuan Wei took a sip of rice wine, smiled and lit up Zong Guang who was sitting opposite him with chopsticks: "A Guang, you have to pay some good respects to Ahao. If he hadn't been here today, you wouldn't have passed the level of the great master no matter what."

Zong Guang quickly stood up, holding the wine glass in both hands and lifted it up, with a very respectful attitude. Tianhao quickly stood up and returned the gift, clinked the glasses, and drank them all.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone talked too much.

Zong Gu picked up a piece of freshly baked meat slices with chopsticks and put them into Tianhao's bowl. He smiled and sighed, and said seriously: "Ahao, you have helped me so much, and I owe you a favor. This way, no matter what request you make, I will satisfy you."

Tianhao waved his hand with a smile and said modestly: "Actually, I didn't do anything, it was mainly A Guang's own contribution."

"You can't say that." Zong Ju shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I know my own son. A Guang has been weak since he was a child and is the only son at home, so I have been spoiled by him since he was a child. Although I am the city lord, Mishui City is located in a remote place and there is no property nearby. There are few people in the city. It was like that when I took the palm of my father before, but there is still no change now. I thought that A Guang would have to sit in this position in the future, so I arranged for him to be the leader of Huaiji Village early to let him experience it. Unexpectedly, if such a thing happened today, he was almost demoted by the great master. Speaking of which...ah...drink! Let's drink!"

Zong Guang lowered his head, his face flushed.

Yuan Wei is very close to Zong Ju, so he doesn't have so much concern when he speaks. He raised his face and scolded loudly: "A Guang, it's not easy for your father. You really shouldn't do that in this kind of occasion today. Even if you can't help it, you must endure it."

Tianhao smiled and smoothed out: "A Guang did a good job. After all, he did it. He overcame the fear in his heart. In this regard, A Guang is a real man."

These words were very clever. Yuan Wei thought about it carefully and nodded slightly.

Zong Ju felt that he had a long face in front of his old friend, and his evaluation of Tianhao in his heart suddenly improved a lot.

Zong Guang raised his head and looked at Tianhao with a fiery gaze, full of gratitude, and even a little fanatical.

Tianhao picked up the wine pot, filled each of his cups one by one, and greeted him in order, and then smiled and said, "Lord Zonggu City, take advantage of this opportunity today, I want to discuss something with you."

Zong Ju waved his hand: "Just say it, as long as it is something I can do, it's fine."

"Let's do business!" Tianhao smiled, with a gentle and friendly attitude.

Yuan Wei interjected with interest: "What business?"

"Peat." A very simple word, Tianhao made everyone's attention focus on himself: "There are also iron ore or pig iron."

Yuan Wei was puzzled: "What do you want to do? What we cattle tribe lacks the most is ore and peat. Why, do you want to forge weapons on a large scale?"

Tianhao did not make it clear. He would not easily disclose his views on the world and his unique values: "I can exchange what you need. I said that this is a business, and we each get what we need."

Zong Ju didn't think too much, and he raised his voice again with gratitude: "Don't say such things. Ahao, you are not an outsider, you are just a little peat and ore. That thing is not worth it. Just like this, how much do you want? I'll send someone to send it to you."

Zong Guang nodded repeatedly from beside him: "And I am. Although Huaiji City has few people, as long as it is what Ahao you want, I can get some more or less."

Tianhao pressed his legs with his hands and glanced at each person's face in sequence: "Three city lords, you misunderstood. I really want to do this business with you. I repeat: This is a business, not a favor."

Zong Guang still wanted to continue persuading. Zong Ju, who had already understood Tian Hao's attitude, raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder. Yuan Wei swallowed the food in his mouth, his face full of confusion, and asked, "Since it's a business, what are you using for exchange?"

"Fish, the fish in the sea, are very large and very fat." Tianhao smiled, revealing his white and neat teeth. He gestured in the air with his hands: "If it is winter, the fish will be very fresh and frozen. Just melt the ice and eat it. If it is other seasons, I can provide pickled dried salted fish."

Yuan Wei became interested again. He touched the thick and hard beard on his chin and smiled, "Sounds good, can you get salt in your territory?"

"And cheese and dried apples."

Tian Hao said, raised his hands and slapped him a few times. The closed door immediately opened from the outside. His thick broken teeth walked in with a not-too-large vine basket. He put it down in front of everyone, lifted up the cover on the surface, took out the things contained inside one by one, and placed them on the dining table.

The color of the cheese is a bit dark yellow, which is because of the addition of flour. In fact, the milk yield of the Giant Deer Ranch is not as high as expected. Making cheese is a matter of opinion and is a matter of person. In the civilized era, the best quality cheese was of course made of pure milk, but the method of adding flour to thicken the thickener is widely known. As long as it is not done too much and not adds beyond the normal proportion, it is barely acceptable.

This is the real reason why many cheeses on the market were low in that era. But as a consumer, you will not be picky as long as you are kept in the dark. After all, this kind of cheese looks good and tastes decent. As for nutrition... flour is also a food. Can you say that eating it is harmful to the body?

At certain specific times, the word "conscience" will slip away from Tianhao like a little pan.

The 100 kilograms of wheat grains were continuously removed from multiple layers of the skin, and the remaining part was ground into fine white flour. This was the famous "Eight Five Powder" in the civilized era.
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