Riding and slashing the world.
noon.
In the lord's hall, Zhang Qi was having a meal. Since craftsmen were able to produce ceramics, his residence had a lot more pottery furnishings.
Nowadays, the bowls used for eating and the dishes used for serving dishes are all made of extremely fine ceramics that are as white as snow.
Zhang Qi only mentioned that a mouthful of bones could be used to make ceramics, but he didn't expect that the craftsmen and wolf cubs actually made it.
He didn't know how many failures he had experienced during this period. The results were already there, and the refining techniques were also recorded. As for those processes, it didn't matter whether he knew about them or not.
The lunch meal was quite simple, a charcoal-roasted leg of lamb, a pile of fried pork with chili, a roast duck, and a bowl of pumpkin soup.
He was not eating alone, Hu Ling was there, and the three craftsmen were also there.
While eating, Zhang Qi said: "Lime, clay, and ironmaking waste are crushed and mixed with water, and then burned in the kiln."
"The process is like this. I don't know the specifics. I only know that the fire temperature is higher. You can take the time to study it with the juniors. Anyway, what I need is the calcined agglomerates, ground into fine powder and Add water to sand and mix it with something that will harden.”
As he spoke, Zhang Qi used public chopsticks to give each of the three craftsmen a chopstick of food.
The three craftsmen looked at each other. They had been here for several years. This was the first time they had eaten at the same table with Zhang Qi. They felt a little excited. Who was Zhang Qi?
That is the 'son of heaven' who is favored by the gods.
The three craftsmen were busy working and nodded repeatedly to Zhang Qi's request.
Hu Ling was serving Zhang Qi on the side, putting food on his plate from time to time, and then recorded what he just said.
The meal was neither long nor short. Zhang Qi mainly wanted to inform the three craftsmen to test the cement. He came just in time for lunch, so he simply added food and kept them here.
From last night to now, he has rested for more than ten hours in the world of riding and slashing. He has also had thirty or forty minutes in the outside world to prepare, and he is going out.
This time when he went out, in addition to the plow frame and some basic supplies, he also planned to take away thirty of the Khan's personal guards.
Thanks to the blessing of the Silonian town, since it was possible to garrison troops, he took people out to recruit NPC soldiers whenever he had time. After a year or two, the number of more than 300 garrison troops in the city had been filled, and most of them were Cusset troops. The rest are legion infantry and armored cavalry.
A garrison of more than 300 troops requires a lot of military expenses every month, but fortunately, his blacksmithing and sugar-making businesses are booming, and he has found a few more wandering NPCs, so his dinars have been growing.
Now he has more than 20 million dinars, which is a full 200,000 kilograms in terms of the amount he can bring out.
If all grain and grass are provided, then 200,000 kilograms of food will be enough to feed 20,000 people for half a month.
Of course, this is the most uneconomical approach. What he wants to bring are weapons that transcend the times, excellent horse breeds, and crops.
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Xianbei royal court yurt.
The sudden appearance of more than thirty people startled the female soldiers who usually guard Zhang Qi, but they soon calmed down.
This kind of thing has happened before, but not as many people showed up this time.
Looking at these exquisite and outrageous armors, the female soldiers knew that their lord had gained another terrifying force.
"Take them to Ma Gui to assist the Eagle Army."
Knowing that the place where he disappeared would be guarded, Zhang Qi gave the order directly after appearing.
The female soldier accepted the promise, and then took away thirty of the Khan's personal guards and their horses.
Zhang Qi's energy was more radiant than before, and more than ten hours of rest had completely cleared away the fatigue he had accumulated while drinking.
With his hands behind his back, Zhang Qi walked out of the Wangting yurt.
There are no herdsmen who used to move around in the Xianbei tribe. The battle last night made all the Xianbei people afraid to wander around. No one knows whether these people will kill people indiscriminately.
In a dilapidated yurt that was obviously half the size of the yurt next to it, a woman was comforting two crying children.
Her man had died in the previous struggle, and someone brought back her man's body. According to custom, she, her children, and her man's property belonged to the person who brought back his man's body.
But what no one expected was that on the second day after they moved to the men's yurt, this man, who was also considered her man, died.
The people in the tribe regarded her as an unlucky thing. Although they did not expel her for the sake of her husband, the cattle, sheep and wealth that originally belonged to her family were taken away by the people in the tribe.
Even this dilapidated yurt was made from old leather and rags she picked up.
"Auntie, I'm hungry."
In the woman's arms, a small child looked at his mother with a pair of clean eyes.
On the other hand, the girl who dared not speak also nodded silently.
The woman sighed.
Normally, she would have gone to the woods to pick up things that others wouldn't eat or weren't used to eating to satisfy her hunger, but today, she really didn't dare to risk going out.
Because she knew that once she was gone, her two children would most likely be gone too.
"Aji, Ahua, my good boy, please bear with me, I can't find anything today, be good."
She lovingly touched the hair of the two children in her arms, and a hint of pain flashed through the woman's numb eyes.
The area around the yurt was noisy. As a woman who grew up on the grassland, she knew very well what was going on around her. Rape and robbery would come sooner or later.
I just hope that after those men are satisfied, they will not become animalistic and attack her children.
Although the grassland people do not kill children who are lower than horseback, there are always some unlucky ones who die at the hands of those cruel people every year.
The woman hugged the child tighter, quietly waiting for her fate to come.
The curtain of the yurt was opened, and the pieces of rotten wood blocking the door were kicked open casually.
The children exclaimed, and the woman closed her eyes in pain.
"It's just you and your two children at home, right? Register and we'll distribute food to you later."
The clear voice made the woman raise her head suddenly.
It was a woman's voice, not a man's.
Seeing the woman in a daze, the female soldier who came in shouted again: "It's just you three, right?"
The woman nodded dully.
The female soldier didn't say much, but drew three circles on the cloth. One of the circles had a horizontal line on it to represent adults. One of the remaining two circles had two dots on it to represent a girl, and the other one had a dot on it to represent a boy.
After recording, the female soldier nodded: "Just don't run around in the yurt. Someone will come to give you food later. Just cook it yourself and eat it. It will be available in the next few days, so don't worry."
After saying that, the female soldier lowered the curtain and left. There were still many unregistered yurts in the area she was responsible for, so there was no need to delay.
(End of chapter)
