As a wizard, Hualin has received a considerable degree of education in the Jialuo world, which naturally includes some economic aspects. However, book knowledge and personal experience are two different things. Take "demand determines supply" as an example, Yi Shan taught him a good lesson this time. There is no shortage of trees in Yishan, and there seems to be a lot of carpenters, but it is actually more difficult for him to find a decent bed here than to find a gem for casting spells in Shuanghe County!
If the barbarians knew his needs, they would definitely sneer at him, bed? What's the use of this thing? The barbarians do not sleep on beds. Even the richest chieftain nobles do not sleep on beds. Their sleeping posture is to put on thick felt cloaks and huddle up around the stove with their swords pressed against their arms. and between the knees, in order to draw a sword at any time to defend against the enemy who invades at night. Sleeping with hands and feet spread out on the bed is a method used by those stupid outsiders! It was because those outsiders used such a mindless sleeping posture that they captured them one by one and made them slaves as easily as they capture chickens sleeping in a henhouse!
Even Paigang Toast, who owns a bed, has never slept on this bed with his hands and feet spread out. He owns the Gala Cave with such a steep terrain, and has so many fierce warrior men and a wonderful priest's daughter, but this does not mean that he can lie on his bed and sleep carefree like a fool outside the mountains! He also has to keep his sword within easy reach, and he also relies on a felt cloak instead of a quilt to resist the cold nights in Yishan. The only difference from other Yi people is that he curls up in a corner of the bed and sleeps against a pillow. of……
This is why Hualin had to sweep and re-make the bed before going to bed. Although Paigang Toast slept on this bed the night before, nine out of ten parts of this bed had never been slept on. people!
It was really a waste of time to blind the slave trader who brought the bed!
Because no Yi people would sleep flat on their backs, even if there were some carpenters in the Yi Mountains, they would not have known how to make beds, or they would never have thought of making such a "laoshizi". Paigang Chieftain's bed was made by a man who wanted to make a bed. The slave trader who wanted to please this powerful chieftain customized it outside the mountain, dismantled it into several parts, carried it into Yishan with human and animal power, and then reassembled it in Gala Cave - he wanted to know how the chieftain used this bed. , it will definitely make you laugh and cry.
To a certain extent, these arrogant and fierce barbarians, together with their chieftains, are just another kind of slaves under their favorite slavery system. They seem to have gold and silver slaves, but they cannot sleep on their own beds. Sleeping peacefully, they must always be on guard against slaves escaping, or neighbors capturing themselves as slaves. Since they want to enjoy the benefits of robbing slaves from their neighbors, they have to endure the disadvantages of almost no trade. There are no towns in the mountains of the Yi people, because even if they go to the priests, or if the priests come to them, they must march fully armed and vigilant. Even if they sit down at the master's house and drink wine, they cannot put down their weapons and vigilance. , in such an environment, how could there be a fixed shop? The wealthy Paigang Chieftain is more dependent on outside businessmen than the poor Jiming Village. If he wants to buy something slightly fine that his own people cannot make, such as an embroidery needle or a fake bun, he will have to wait. Not one day or ten days, but two full months. Two months later, the caravan came. The price of the needle would also scare the darkest profiteers in Shuanghe County. However, if it could not be sold, With such a high price, what businessman would be willing to enter Yishan, which is extremely dangerous for the Yi chieftains?
It’s no wonder that Hualin now robbed Paigang Chieftain’s Gala Cave, moved into the chieftain’s bedroom without ceremony, enjoyed the best things he snatched from the chieftain, and was even exclaimed by Xiao Qianqiu: “ Go to the countryside to help the poor!”
Xiao Qianqiu originally thought that he was one of the poorest people in the world when he was young, but the facts cruelly proved to him that his thoughts were too good.
No matter how miserable the poor families in Qingzhou City are in their daily lives, the aroma of the bakery shop next door and the babble of colorful flowers and green willows on the stage of wealthy merchants during festivals all cost nothing. As long as they are not so hungry, a person A child can enjoy these things. Occasionally, when he is lucky, his mother's employer will give him extra reward money and refuse to snatch it away, so he will take him to the shop to buy two cakes and ask someone to "scoop a bowl." "(The broth without meat is almost a waste. If the ladle is low enough, the remaining meat residue at the bottom of the bucket will be scooped out.) The hot cakes are paired with the hot broth with meat residue. Just hold it in your hand and you can swallow it all in one bite.
But what kind of life is the rich and powerful Tusi Pai Gang living?
Pastry - he has probably never seen it in his life, and he probably won't eat it without worry after seeing it - judging from his "glorious deeds" of tying up and selling slave traders, it is right to be cautious and counterattack. Entertainment, if the priest's dance can be considered entertainment, Paigang Tusi can enjoy it three or four times a year. He has a large bed that cost more than he paid for it, but to protect himself from his enemies, neighbors and relatives, he has never slept on his back.
However, Hualin obviously did not learn from Chieftain Paigang's example and life experience in Yishan. After occupying Chieftain's bed, he fell asleep.
"Aren't you watching?"
"You're watching."
"Are you sure I will watch it for you?"
"I believe you have seen what level these barbarians are. Besides me, who else in the world has the skills to teach them how to be like human beings? So, if there is anything wrong with me - you have to do it yourself. Teach me - the premise is that they will listen to you, the thimble - otherwise, you will have to live with them in the mountains for the rest of your life. Do you understand, protecting me means protecting yourself, eh." Hualin's words were very sincere, But Xiao Qianqiu felt that he was not much different from a trafficker who specialized in abducting little girls: "That was your idea from the beginning, right?"
For a true immortal, time is simply endless. He doesn't mind waiting ten or twenty years for Hualin to figure out how to get to Yuexi Mountain. But if Hualin dies in Yishan, it will be his turn to accompany Yishan. This group of red-headed savages in the mountains have gone back two hundred years and have regressed from the country to the tribe. They are about to regress back to the clan...
It seems a little bit similar to the situation of the Death Worship monks who offended the Corpse God and were trapped in the rotten wood forever by the Corpse God.
If not worse than them.
