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Chapter 57 The people take food as their heaven

After eating a large bowl of noodles, drinking the soup, wiping the fragrant cloth, putting down the bowl, and saying, "I originally thought that after eating this big bowl, I shouldn't be able to eat anything else. Now, after drinking a big bowl, I feel that I can eat some more."

Feng Yuan smiled and said, "Since that's the case, eat more. When you go back to the mountains, it's rare to eat white noodles once. Go out and see how many shops can make white noodles in Dongjiazhai? Only Qingshanlou is the only one."

Xiangbu kept saying that, and then served a large bowl, pouring the broth.

Even in this era, wheat was not common in the north, and flour was not the staple food of people. The places with high wheat yields were actually not the Central Plains, but the two Huaihe Rivers, Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Although the people there ate more white rice, the wheat yield was also high in two seasons a year, and they were mostly transported to the Central Plains along the water route. Only in big cities can you eat pasta more conveniently. Hedong Road is long in winter and the land is barren, so it is mainly millet and sorghum. It is rare for Xiangbu to eat a meal of white noodles. However, his soft and glutinous yellow rice is hard to eat, so he has no awareness.

Seeing Xiangbu burying her head and eating it, Du Zhongxiao smiled, ignored him and said to Feng Yuan: "There are all things in the mountains, only animals and furs. Why not find some people to trade in the mountains? Although it is harder, it is always more profitable than trading in the market."

Feng Yuan shook his head: "The officials don't know that the people in the mountains are different from us. Their fur, cattle and sheep are sold to the leaders. The leaders come to Dongjia Village and exchange other goods, and then sell them to the tribe members. These leaders are actually merchants, and outsiders cannot do business."

Du Zhongxiao nodded, then he understood why so many small leaders gathered here in Dongjiazhai. There are many reasons why the foreigners live together to live together. The most important thing is that their living conditions are bad and they cannot survive without gathering together. Under such conditions, each small leader has a part-time role, not just a leader, but a merchant, or even a creditor of usury. With so many roles in hand, their control over the tribe is far stronger than the landlords in the plains over the tenants.

At this moment, the follower brought the fried carp in a large clay pot and put it on the table.

Du Zhongxiao preached to Xiang: "Drink a glass of wine and taste this fish. There is not much rain in this area, and I never thought there would be such a big fish."

Xiang preached: "Officials, although there is not much rain here, there is a lot of rivers! Although there are dry rivers on the other side of the river, there are many undercurrents underground, and there are springs everywhere in the mountains. However, these big fish are only found in the Yellow River."

While saying that, Xiangbu picked up a large piece of fish meat and put it in her mouth. She chewed it a few times and swallowed it hard. She opened her mouth and said, "Oh, why is this fish so fragrant! I have lived for decades and ate a lot of fish, but I have never tasted this way!"

Du Zhongxiao smiled and said, "That's the smell of oil. The fish was fried in oil and had an oily aroma. I think you ate less oil in the past."

Xiangbu shook her head repeatedly: "Can oil be used to cook? We in the mountains use a little oil to light the lamp. It is very precious, but I didn't expect that we can also cook. Today, I have seen many things at the official.

What does a shortage of supplies look like? Du Zhongxiao couldn't imagine it if he didn't see it here. The mountain people in this area had never seen any food fried with oil, not to mention cooking with oil. Today, no matter how vegetarian meat is fried with oil, it is a delicious food that he has never eaten before. Almost all the food he ate for decades has disappeared.

The materials in the mountains are actually very rich, but the transportation is closed and the commerce is underdeveloped, which is useless to the mountain people. In this era, with agriculture, it will open the road of development, and relying on agriculture, animal husbandry, forestry, etc. to truly develop. If a big city appears nearby and the commercial transportation is developed, the mountain people will earn more money by picking mushrooms at will than they can herd sheep.

While eating Xiangbu, Du Zhongxiao and Feng Yuan talked about the business in the volcanic army.

Feng Yuan said: "The mountains on the north bank of the Yellow River are high and wide, and they are good at producing horses. Now the fur and earth goods sold are small-scale. If you want to grow your business, you still have to buy horses. Moreover, after passing Tanglong Town, you will leave the mountains and there will be a place of abundant water and grass. During this period, there are millions of horses. These foreigners can sell horses from the north with their hearts. That is the future. Horses and camels sell thousands of horses a year, but these people are not rich enough to get rich!"

Du Zhongxiao said: "The north of the mountain is the Khitan territory, and it has always been prohibited to sell horses to this dynasty. This matter is probably not easy."

Feng Yuan shook his head: "The officials don't know that although there is Khitan, it is all Dangxiang and Zubu tribes. In the past few years, every two or three years, the Khitan sent a large army to rob and kill, and everyone hated it. The foreign tribes do not belong to the Khitan, so they bought horses from there and sold them to us, and gave them an excuse to give horse sellers an excuse. If this business is done, it is even better than fur."

Du Zhongxiao thought for a while and asked, "Since there is such a good thing, why hasn't anyone done it before?"

Feng Yuan looked at Xiangbu who was concentrating on eating and drinking, and said, "Where do the French people in the mountains have a hard life? When Tang Long Town was in the past, it was a distribution center for camels and horses. Merchants from far and near went there to do business, and thousands of horses were sold to the capital in a year. Since the Hao Thief rebelled, Fanluo in this area was robbed and killed by him, and his business was left out."

Du Zhongxiao nodded, and this matter should be discussed for a long time. The vast area west of Datong Prefecture is not the territory of the Khitans, but mainly Dangxiang and Shubu people. The Khitans had garrisons there, but they were basically free from the various tribes. Every time, they sent large troops to suppress, burn, kill, loot, and even save the tax collection procedures. Because of the hard life under the Khitan rule, Yuan Hao used some means to defect to Dangxiang. The war between the two countries also arose because of this. The Khitan was defeated and the control of that area became stricter.

If you operate it reasonably and let the small familial tribes in this area be intermediaries and be able to do business with the tribes in the north, there will be many things to do.

After all, we must make these small tribes make money and have the capital to do other things. The first step is to develop agriculture to make the people here eat. Thinking of this, Du Zhongxiao looked at the fragrant cloth that was still eating.

It is easy to make the people under their rule eat well and eat well. It is not easy to say, but not difficult to say. The biggest advantage is that the volcanic army has a large amount of land to be reclaimed, and the most shortage is the population. The way to attract the population is to eat.
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