Volume 1 Chapter 6 Encounter with a convoy

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Han Xi glanced at the two hundred people and quickly became embarrassed. It was difficult to build a shed without a hoe, shovel, axe, hemp rope, or saw.

"Make dinner!" Han Xi shouted in frustration, then sat down on the ground.

It's such a pity for this wonderful place surrounded by mountains and rivers.

At this time, Hassan ran over and asked, "Leopard King, how much do you want for dinner?"

Han Xi patted his legs and pondered.

A goat can only eat a hundred kilograms of food, and a hundred kilograms of corn costs the same. The man and horse ate 600 kilograms of corn and meat in the last meal, and adding a hundred new ones, it costs at least 800 kilograms. catty.

A cow costs thirty imperial coins per cow, but it should be able to produce three to four hundred kilograms of meat. However, there are no wild buffaloes on this mountain. It would be awkward for Han Xi to conjure them out of thin air!

"Kill six sheep and roast a hundred pounds of corn cobs. You don't have to feed the new arrivals so much," Han Xi instructed.

"Leopard King, I understand." Hassan said with a smile on his face.

Soon, a group of Hui people were ordered to start cooking meat.

The Hui people are more skilled at handling sheep than Han Xi and his group.

The skins of six sheep were completely peeled off.

Unlike Han Xi and his group, the sheepskin was cut into tatters and thrown away.

In just a moment, the first sheep was roasted. Han Xi cut off a piece of meat weighing two kilograms, took two corn cobs, and left the crowd to eat in a remote place.

The little children of the Hui people could not help but gulp down their saliva as they looked at the sizzling and oily roasted lamb, and they watched eagerly.

But these roasted meats were obviously not for them to eat. At this time, the old man in the Hui community had already got six pairs of sheep to put into the water.

One sheep weighs about twenty to thirty kilograms, and six pairs weigh nearly two hundred kilograms, which is enough for a group of Hui people to eat more than a kilogram each.

This water alone is enough to feed a group of people.

The old man boiled the sheep in water and some yellow leaves picked up by the woman in a broken clay pot.

It is late autumn now, and there is not much green to be seen even in the mountains and forests.

With the participation of a group of Hui people, the meal was eaten much faster than before. It was obvious that these people were very experienced in outdoor life.

Most Hui people have no fixed residence and make a living by picking up medicinal materials and growing some wheat, so it is normal for them to have rich experience in living in the wild.

Han Xi ate two kilograms of mutton and two sticks of corn, and felt only about eighty to eighty percent full. This body seemed to be quite capable of eating.

According to this progress, if there are two meals a day, the food will be consumed tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Han Xi stood up and moved around for a while, and then shouted: "The cavalry are ready to disembark, and we will go out later."

Hearing this, Ah Niu ran over and asked, "Brother Xi, are you going out to do business?"

"Yes! You stay here and guard." Han Xi replied.

A Niu is Han Xi's playmate who grew up together, so among the entire team, he is the only one who always calls Han Xi "Brother Xi".

"Can I come with you?" A Niu asked hopefully.

"Can you ride a horse?" Han Xi asked as he walked.

A Niu scratched his head in embarrassment and wondered how he could ride a horse.

Han Xi ignored A Niu. Among the entire township party, he was probably the only one who could ride a horse because he had a rogue horse at home.

The sixty cavalrymen arranged their horses, and Han Xi led the men away from the mountainside. This time he went out, preparing to summon two hundred more cavalrymen.

In Yan'an Prefecture, there are no horses, so you may not meet a single person even if you walk for a whole day. So Han Xi mainly focused on cavalry, and as for infantry, he just recruited some refugees.

The group of people rode horses for half an hour and found a mountain col.

The mountain col here has an excellent view, so Han Xi decided to summon two hundred Cossack cavalry here.

First, he sent people to guard everywhere. After no abnormalities were found, Han Xi summoned the Cossack cavalry.

In just a moment, more than two hundred cavalry appeared at the mountain col.

Cossack cavalry are light cavalry, and they look like bandits with sabers in their hands.

The most important thing is that these cavalry are cheap, only thirty empire coins each. They can be summoned to fight and kill horses for food.

When the two hundred Cossacks came out, Han Xi laughed.

Because these cavalrymen bring their own backpacks, water bags, clothing, swords, dry food, and even canned food.

Han Xi opened a can and ate it. The mutton inside felt more delicious than the roasted one.

"General, a convoy of several hundred people was found at the foot of the mountain ahead." An imperial cavalry ran over to report.

Han Xi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he had just summoned a cavalry of 200 people and encountered a convoy. This was a surprise.

"Go over and take a look." Han Xi suddenly became energetic, mounted his horse, and headed towards the caravan with 260 cavalrymen.

If it were normal times, Han Xi might have ambushed him.

But now with two hundred and sixty cavalry behind him, he was not afraid even if he encountered thousands of officers and soldiers.

Of the thousands of officers and soldiers who can fight, there are probably only one or two hundred servants, and the rest can be said to be cannon fodder.

Two hundred and sixty cavalry roared out.

It only took a moment to reach a dirt road at the foot of the mountain.

This dirt road is the official road from Ganquan to Yan'an Prefecture, with a total length of more than 40 miles. There are indeed many caravans coming and going.

I didn't expect that I would be so lucky today and meet him.

When Han Xi and his cavalry stopped the convoy, they saw that the convoy had formed a circle.

Seeing such a situation, there must be someone among the convoy guards who has been in the border army.

"I don't know who the other party is. I'm Luochuan Chen Ziyi. I hope I can give you a small amount of noodles. These small gifts can be regarded as treating you brothers to drinks and money." A tall man shouted loudly with a solemn expression.

I originally thought I had encountered a group of horse bandits, but now looking at the uniform attire on the other side, they looked more like the private servants of a wealthy gentleman.

Han Xi asked someone to pick up the silver from the ground, and he weighed it in his hand.

There are about a dozen taels.

Han Xi smiled. Unexpectedly, the person opposite him was quite generous, but the money in Yan'an Mansion is not very valuable now.

And this money seems to be of no use to Han Xi! He can get as much money as he wants.

"What's in the car?" Han Xi asked loudly.

Seeing that Han Xi and his party had no intention of leaving, the big man knew he was going to be evil: "It's just some local specialties. I hope you brothers will let them go."

The two sides were hundreds of meters apart, and the sky was dark. Han Xi could only vaguely see the donkey carts filled with sacks.

There were quite a few oxen and donkey carts, probably sixty or seventy.

"Hmm~" Han Xi glanced at the musketeer beside him.

The musketeers understood and rode closer.

The convoy suddenly became panicked, and several arrows were even shot out, which really startled the leading man: "Stop, everyone, stop."

"Bang~"

At this time, only a musket shot was heard. The gun hit the sack, and then wheat was seen flowing out of the sack.

Seeing the wheat, Han Xi immediately understood that it was grain.

Nowadays, it is indeed possible to make a lot of money transporting grain to Yan'an Prefecture.

Sixty or seventy carts of grain cost about four to five hundred shi.

After thinking about it, Han Xi laughed, and then he threw a cloth bag to the ground very proudly and shouted: "There are more than a hundred taels of gold here, I want all your local specialties."

In the Ming Dynasty, one pound was sixteen taels, and more than one hundred taels was just over six pounds of gold.

The big man in the motorcade was stunned when he heard this, and then started discussing with a middle-aged man in a brocade robe in the motorcade.