Chapter 495: Fishing and hunting nation?

Style: Historical Author: The misty fisherman's songWords: 3116Update Time: 24/02/20 14:12:28
Yang Gan has no resistance to salmon, but it is a pity that there is no mustard, otherwise mustard with soy sauce would definitely be the first choice for salmon.

Because it was freezing cold outside, according to everyone's habit, they formed teams in twos and twos to work out their muscles in the tent.

It has to be said that Cao Wushuang is really a genius in martial arts. Yang Qian just provided a suggestion, and her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

I don’t know how many small joints have been opened. In terms of pure strength, Yang Qian can never beat this cheap master.

Every time his face flushed, Cao Wushuang still looked calm and calm.

Cao Wushuang, on the other hand, kept complaining in his heart, "Why is this guy getting stronger and stronger? He can't hold it down anymore. It seems it's time to take two blood-blasting pills."

When the effects of the violent blood pill wear off, it will be over. The venue is limited and it is impossible to bring stone locks. The way to practice martial arts is to persevere.

Yang Gan was sweating all over his body. At this time, he frowned slightly, covered his thighs, and grinned.

Cao Wushuang sarcastically said, "What? You haven't exercised your body much during this period, and your bones are not strong enough for deadlifts?"

Yang Qian looked at Cao Wushuang with a resentful look, and said helplessly, "Master, I'm not telling you, it's already against the rules for me to let you sleep with us."

"But you went too far yesterday. Your long legs passed through Mu Qing and rested on my thighs for at least one night, so I was so sore."

I have been here for a while, and I live very comfortably every day. I don’t have to worry about other things. No matter how complicated the situation in the customs is, it has nothing to do with me.

Even if there is an emergency, you can still contact us by phone, although the nearest signal repeater is a bit far away.

But there is no miscellaneous interference in this era, and there are no obstructions on the grassland. After the power is increased, it is naturally easy to receive the signal.

The people who guard the signal transponders are suffering because they used to be able to charge the batteries once a few days, but now they have to charge them once a day. This is purely manpower-intensive and requires several people to work shifts.

During this period, the temperature of Lake Baikal dropped sharply. It was just a little snow at first, but later it turned into heavy snow like goose feathers.

Not only was the sky not dark, but it became brighter. Because of this situation, the renovation of the tent and the saving of fuel.

So after some discussion with the women, Cao Wushuang was allowed to stay in Yang Gan's tent.

The tent is quite large, and the bed is made of a large number of military couches, and is padded with many quilts, so it is extremely warm and soft.

Then he was pulled onto the bed.

After hearing Yang Qian's words, Cao Wushuang's face suddenly turned crimson.

Although etiquette has collapsed in this era, etiquette still exists to maintain the rule of nurses and doctors, but in Yang Qian's case, it is a complete fart.

If he wanted to observe etiquette, he would observe etiquette. If he didn't want to, he would be less polite than anyone else. He was the master and slept on his apprentice's bed. If this got out, he would be drowned in spittle.

"Huh~~! It was too cold yesterday." Cao Wushuang snorted coldly, came to the dining table with a nonchalant expression, and ate the solar eclipse elegantly.

However, the more deliberately you hide it, the harder it is to hide your inner true thoughts.

After eating and drinking, Yang Qian got dressed and put on snow boots made of seal skin. After being wrapped tightly in three layers, only one pair of eyes were left exposed.

The girls also thickened their clothes. After a day or two of heavy snow, the sky finally cleared up. It was a rare occasion to come here, so it would be a pity to stay here all the time.

When you open the door of the three-story tent, you will see a white world.

There is white everywhere, the entire grassland is covered with a layer of white frost, and the entire Lake Baikal is frozen for thousands of miles.

A man wearing armor and looking a little swollen came over and offered his hand.

"Your Majesty?"

Yang Qian was surprised and said, "Ran Jing? Damn it, you can still recognize me even though I'm dressed like this?"

Ran Jing looked at Yang Qian up and down and laughed sillyly.

The corner of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely, just say I'm short, huh!

"Are there any casualties among the soldiers, craftsmen, Ge Xiuming and his entourage?"

This is what Yang Qian is most worried about now.

"Your Majesty, I have been doing daily statistics for the past few days. There have been no casualties. Only at night, two soldiers had frostbitten palms. However, they have taken the decoction and are no longer serious."

Yang Gan nodded, and then said, "This time I'm not only here for fun, but also to see the conditions in the bitter cold land."

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

Yang Qian's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he was very curious about this pure white world.

"The hellish place in Goguryeo, if the winter temperature is higher, it may be similar to our Yuntong. If it is colder, it will be the same as here, or even colder."

Ran Jing suddenly realized, no wonder your Majesty has never considered fighting in winter. This is not fighting at all, it is definitely seeking death.

"By the way, I saw there were fish dumplings this morning. Lake Baikal is frozen. Where did the fish come from?" Yang Gan asked.

"Your Majesty, these are the first few we caught. There are a lot of fish here, and there is no need to fish. The uneaten ones are still outside. They will be frozen in a short time. They will never go bad. When you want to eat, Just melt it open again."

"Also, the lake near the hot spring hasn't frozen yet, and there are fish in it. It's good to catch them there."

Yang Gan nodded and asked, "Do you have any emotions after the soldiers came here?"

"No, we will study the program issued by your Majesty at night. The more we read it, the more it makes sense. Only when the country is strong and Guizhou is strong, can the people live and work in peace and contentment."

Yang Gan's eyes lit up, he put his hand on Ran Jing's shoulder and praised, "Yes, everyone has obligations and responsibilities. Since you join the army, you should do your duty as a soldier."

"The same goes for me. Since I have become the governor of this county, the general of Zhenbei, and Lord Wu'an, I will be responsible for all the people in Guizhou and the people under my rule. It is my responsibility to make all of you live in peace and contentment."

Looking at the frozen Lake Baikal, Yang Ganqi said, "By the way, is the thickness of the ice layer okay now?"

"Yes, not only people can walk on it, but horses can also walk on it, but now the horses are kept in the stables, and coal is added continuously for twelve hours."

Yang Qian finally felt relieved. He had seen many movies. Once the ice broke, he would be dead if he fell.

"Ho~~~!"

When Big Tiger and Two Tigers saw Yang Qian appear, they immediately ran over. Although they were wrapped tightly, they couldn't escape their noses.

Yang Qian happily touched their huge heads. The Siberian golden layer is indeed well-deserved. It is famous for not being afraid of cold. Their thick fur is their confidence to resist the severe cold.

But the Siberian hamster couldn't do anything anymore. He stayed lazily in the stable built by the tent, leisurely enjoying the wanton warmth.

This time Yang Gan brought all the green bulls with him, but unfortunately both green bulls and rhinos are animals that like warmth.

Although the freezing temperature of minus 25 degrees Celsius cannot kill them, it makes them extremely uncomfortable.

Ran Jing said, "Sir, after our investigation during this period, we have found that there are indeed people living in this place for a long time."

Yang Gan frowned and said, "Are they Huns?"

"I don't know yet. The scout said that some wooden houses were found by the lake fifty miles away from us. After investigation, it was found that there are people living in these wooden houses for a long time, but the strange thing is that the people are gone."

"There are also some huge wooden piles with colorful cloth strips wrapped around them, and some scary masks hanging on the wooden piles."

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth raised, revealing a sneer: "Ran Jing, you should be familiar with this thing."

Ran Jing smiled and said, "This is the dress of shamanism. Prairie people generally believe in this sect."

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth raised, revealing a playful smile, "I remember that King Zuo Xian didn't run towards here. Could it be that he went around in a circle and came back?"

Ran Jing frowned in thought. Yang Qian saw this expression and couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about? Tell me."

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Above, the decorations of the Huns are generally based on fur, but there are already many metal products, and they are equipped with swords, bows, arrows, and shields. "

"But inside the houses that the scouts searched, they found a large number of bone products and fish bones. Although there were fur products, there were not many. The most important thing is..."

Ran Jing's eyes flashed, "It's a fishing net."

Yang Gan suddenly understood and said seriously, "They are not Xiongnu, they should be a fishing and hunting nation."

Ran Jing asked curiously, "A people of fishing and hunting?"

"Well, they make a living by picking fruits, training animals, and fishing. This is a relatively ancient way of life, even older than the nomads."

"Then are they strong?"

"It's hard to say. Fishermen and hunters, like nomads, generally live in bitterly cold places. Their bodies are very strong, but due to long-term unbalanced nutritional intake, their life spans are generally short."

"What if we compare with the Huns?"

Yang Gan smiled and said, "That's incomparable. Although it's hard to say how powerful they are in battle, generally nomadic people have more people."

"Fishing and hunting can't support too many people, and because of the harsh living environment, lack of medical treatment, and extremely high infant mortality rate, the average fishing and hunting people usually don't have many people."

Yang Gan suddenly remembered the video he had seen in his previous life. It is said that in this area, the fishing and hunting people all developed near Lake Baikal.

"Actually, there is no easy distinction between nomadism and fishing and hunting. It's just a matter of tendency at most."

In history, many ethnic groups originated on the shores of Lake Baikal. It’s hard to say how many ethnic groups there are here.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is someone far away on the ice!!!"

Ji Xi and Meng Heng were dressed like big rice dumplings and ran over jumping. Such outfits made them extremely uncomfortable, but there was nothing they could do about it.

It can be this cold in the north, but the wind in Chaoxian is not that strong. The wind in the grassland is like a knife. Any skin exposed to the air feels like it has been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

"Is there someone there?" Yang Gan and others immediately became alert. They did not talk about people during the day and did not talk about ghosts at night. Could this be what they were talking about?