Han Xi looked at the burly old man in surprise and thought, wouldn't it be cold if he wore so little on a cold day?
"Hahaha! This time we don't want gold, we want some horses from the king." The old man said with a smile on his face.
"Horse? What horse do you want?" Han asked curiously. If it were yesterday, he would have refused directly, but now, it doesn't matter if you give these people a few horses.
"Hahaha! I wonder what horses the king has and what their prices are?" the old man asked.
"War horses, thirty taels each, hunting horses, twenty taels each, and slave horses, fifteen taels each." Han Xi replied directly.
The value of a cavalryman is thirty imperial coins, so Han Xi quoted this amount, which really made no money at all.
As for hunting horses, Han Xi's father bought one from a horse dealer for twenty taels when he was a child.
Horses are similar to oxen and are used for plowing the land, so the price is naturally similar to that of oxen.
When the old man heard the price, his face turned dark. He thought it was really dark, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, we want a war horse and a hunting horse."
"Second uncle, why are we buying a horse?" The red lady was a little confused. She had never mentioned this before.
"You will know about this later." the old man replied.
Han Xi was a little surprised, and then said: "Okay, come back with us, the horses are in the shed."
With that said, Han Xi asked people to enter the ruined temple and pull out the goods. There were also four donkey carts loaded with food, which should be food for the group to eat on the road.
Han Xi didn't take the food.
So, the salt and paper were put on the horses, and the group walked all the way to Chenjiagou.
An hour later.
Han Xi returned to Chenjiagou with the goods, asked someone to receive the goods, and then took the red lady and the two to the stable.
There were ninety horses in the stable at this time.
Ten horses were obtained from killing bandits, twenty horses were obtained from beating the officers and soldiers yesterday, and the remaining sixty horses were used by the imperial soldiers.
The weather was cold and white mist spewed from the horse's mouth.
At this time, there were more than a dozen women feeding the horses.
It snows heavily in winter and it is difficult to find fodder. Now they are fed refined grains.
It is a mixture of cooked and sun-dried corn, wheat, soybeans, and black beans. It can be said that this feed is better for horses than for humans.
"Haha! Your Majesty is really willing to spend money! No wonder the horses look so fat and strong." The old man looked at them and marveled.
When the horse is not in use, if it is fed only refined grain without fodder, it will cost at least five or six kilograms a day. If it is used for fighting, it will require more than ten kilograms of refined grain a day.
Just these ninety horses will consume hundreds of shi of food in one month, right?
I'm afraid it doesn't cost more than two hundred taels of silver, right?
The old man was thinking randomly in his mind as he walked to the stable and started picking horses.
The horses in the stables are clearly divided, and you can tell whether the horses are war horses or draft horses by looking at their appearance.
The old man chooses a horse in the stable.
Han Xi and the red lady were chatting.
"Didn't you say you were going to fight a group of officers and soldiers? How's it going?" asked the red lady.
"They all ran away. I went to find you after collecting their supplies." Han Xi replied naturally.
"You guys are so awesome. I was actually hiding in the mountains watching yesterday's battle." The red lady twisted her body and came closer.
Han Xi smelled a faint fragrance, which was the same as the smell on yesterday's quilt, so he asked in a strange way: "Did you lie on my bed again yesterday?"
The red lady was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks turned slightly red, and finally she turned her head away: "No, don't talk nonsense."
At this moment, the old man had already pulled out two horses from the stable, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Your Majesty, we want these two horses."
"Okay, you can take them away! I will give you two more sets of horse gear." Han Xi said, and motioned to his men to bring in two sets of saddles and stirrups.
"Thank you so much, Your Majesty. I wonder if your Majesty is short of anything besides salt?" the old man asked.
This salt has been a bit difficult to deal with recently. It would be best if we had to transport goods like paper every time.
What is missing?
Han Xi lowered his head and pondered, feeling as if he lacked everything, but he seemed to lack nothing.
"Paper, bring me five more carts." Han Xi thought for a moment, and he seemed to be short of nothing but paper.
Now Han Xi does not have a large number of armed firearms, so there is no shortage of gunpowder.
"Hehehe, easy to say, easy to say." The old man said with a smile.
This paper business is easy to do. You can earn six or seven taels from one cart. It takes less effort to transport five carts than twenty or thirty salt.
The red lady looked a little strange. She didn't know what the bandit village wanted to do with such paper.
If the red lady knew that Han Xi wiped his butt with paper, she wouldn't be shocked.
"Then the two of us will take our leave first." The old man said with his hands in hand.
After that, it’s time to get on the horse.
"Wait! I'll give you this to eat on the way!" Han Xi took a package from a female farmer and handed it over.
The red lady took it, sniffed it, and said in surprise: "Is it beef?"
"Well!" Han Xi thought about it all night. He couldn't give away the quilt, and he definitely couldn't get this plate. What's the point of just giving it an iron plate, so he added some meat to it.
"Giggle! You're so kind, thank you," the red lady covered her mouth and smiled.
After saying that, he rode away on horseback. The old man who saw this scene looked at Han Xi, then showed a meaningful smile, and then chased after him.
Looking at the two people leaving, Han Xi was thinking about what kind of bowl he should get for himself.
December.
The weather is getting colder after winter.
The ground was also covered with snowflakes, and when I stepped on it, my entire ankle was submerged in the snow.
A cold wind blew in the valley.
"when"
"when"
The sound of heavy objects hitting echoed in the valley.
I saw a group of people digging a pit on a flat ground. The pit was very huge, covering a hundred acres.
At this time, a deep pit as high as a person had been dug out.
This is building a reservoir. Han Xi felt that the pond dug last time was a bit small, so he planned to dig a bigger one.
It would be dug about a foot deep, but it would connect to the creek outside. These have special plans for the imperial farmers, so they are not afraid that the water in the reservoir will turn into stagnant water.
There are now two thousand people working on the entire construction site.
One thousand are laborers who have become villagers from bandits, eight hundred are officers and soldiers, local brave prisoners, and two sides are laborers from other villages.
When they heard that there was meat to eat, many people came running over.
"General, General, it's not good." A Niu shouted as he ran.
Han Xi frowned when he saw A Niu running over in a hurry. Now that the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, it was impossible for Yichuan County to send a large number of people over.
What bad things could happen now?
"What's wrong?" Seeing A Niu approaching, Han Xi asked in a deep voice.
"General, look, these are frozen into ice lumps, can you still eat them?" A Niu asked, holding a few ice lumps in his hands.
