Of course. The people who were sent to the door would not be pushed out, Zhao Hu was naturally unambiguous with his subordinates, and asked solemnly: "My territory is so vast, just you people?" "I didn't let them get up, because this was a sign of their own power, and I didn't see that the soldiers under his command had already made a majestic appearance and besieged these peasants?

As for Zhao Hu asking this, it was because he knew the situation in this kind of world. Don't look at the troubled times when there is no war every day, but because the people who fight are samurai and a small number of soldiers. Those peasant soldiers, who are the main force of the army, may have a lot more if they win the battle, and everyone is waiting for the victory of the main family to get some reward. If the battle is lost. None of the peasants will be left behind, and they will all disappear halfway through the battle.

So after a big battle, all the samurai and soldiers died, and the peasant soldiers would not die much. Only in a special area such as the dense fog area will there be a large number of peasant soldiers dying, and Zhao Hu was able to kill so many peasant soldiers by relying on the convenience of this terrain at the beginning. Otherwise, hehe, once the situation is not right. The peasant soldiers have long since run out.

Although it is said that the samurai have the privilege of slashing and killing the people at will, some samurai try their swords. Go out into the streets and slash dozens of people in sight, as long as he is a local samurai, there is no problem at all.

It may seem as if people live in a very sad world, but it's like a plane crash, only the unlucky people will meet it, and the rest of the people live peacefully. Most of the deaths were starvation. And when he reached a certain age, he saved food for his family, and the old man went into the mountains to starve to death.

So in this situation, don't look at the lords can only mobilize dozens, hundreds, and thousands of people to fight, but the number of farmers under their names is many, many, and even a family that can only send a hundred troops, the total number of lords under their command may be three or four thousand.

The only thing that bothered the family to increase their strength was the lack of food, not a problem of food, but the consumption of other foods consumed a lot of food, because everything needed had to be exchanged for food. So don't look at the high grain commission, the family is still very aggrieved. It's the businessmen who really live a chic life.

So Zhao Hu is very strange, it stands to reason that such a big place as his own family, several square kilometers, although most of them are mountains and forests, but mountains and forests can also have harvests, right? Just a few dozen lords? Don't ask for too much, how can there be thousands of talents.

When the old man heard Zhao Hu's question, he was stunned for a moment before he understood, and hurriedly put his head on the ground and said: "Lord Lord, we are only responsible for cultivating the farmland on the river beach, and those who survive in the mountains and forests and rivers do not live in the villages, but form their own villages in the mountains and forests. ”

"Oh, a little insightful! Have you ever contributed to the original master's family? Zhao Hu's eyes flashed, and he had already noticed that the old man in front of him was speaking in an orderly manner, unlike others who didn't dare to speak.

"Yes, my lord, the younger one was once a soldier of the lord's family." The middle-aged man said very obediently.

"Very good, since you are all my lords, then as a lord, I naturally have to give a greeting gift, regardless of men, women, old and young, two cents per person, one liter of rice." Zhao Hu said very generously.

The two squad leaders in charge of money and grain immediately led their subordinates to distribute copper coins and rice grain to them, and these leaders naturally immediately knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted: "Thank you for the lord's reward, may the lord be the lord of Wandai!" ”

Zhao Hu found a place to sit down, his direct subordinates quickly set up a long mazah, and quickly pulled out a curtain of ten square meters with cheap fabric, and then two guarded the door, four guarded in the four corners, although it looked simple and extraordinary, but a Ling Ran breath naturally appeared.

It stands to reason that Zhao Hu doesn't need to be so arrogant, such a posture is only the kind of Wanshi Lord who will always put on a score. But who let Zhao Hu's subordinates all be idlers who have been in the city for many years!

Not to mention anything else, this kind of sycophancy is definitely very powerful. They also know that nothing will be wasted in this way. The tent can be put away and reused, that is, just a little manpower, but this can show the unique majesty of your own adult. In that case, why not?

Sure enough, as soon as this posture came out, Zhao Hu felt bored and simple, but in the eyes of those new leaders, and even in the eyes of those novices, it was a completely different feeling. It seems that the adult he is following is a real highness. Naturally, each that should be respectful becomes more respectful, and what should be mighty becomes more powerful.

"What's your name?" Zhao Hu sat above the curtain. He asked very indifferently. Isn't it just pretending, Zhao Hu knows the people of this world too well, and he respects the powerful and majestic, as long as he puts it out himself. Many things can be done with half the effort. "Lord Lord, the little one is called Wei Saburo." The middle-aged man said very respectfully.

"Well, tell me how many villages there are in my territory, and how many people each village has." Zhao Hu said indifferently.

Na Wei Saburo didn't dare to raise his head, so he knelt on the ground and said, "Your Excellency, there are three villages in your territory. One is a fishing village that makes a living from fishing on the Maruyama River, and it is built on the riverside in the lower reaches of the river, with about 100 people. His Royal Highness had ordered them to hand over 1,000 catties of fish and meat every year. Otherwise, they will not be allowed to fish in the river. ”

Zhao Hu raised his eyebrows: "Thousands of catties of fish? It can't be sun-dried, right? ”

"In the past, it was all dried fish, but because the tribute was too heavy, the fishing village was directly abandoned for a while, and it was not until the Linhe Village Palace changed the dried fish into raw meat that the fishing village continued to exist. Now that the fishing village belongs to you, your lord, you can let them continue to maintain this tribute. Wei Saburo said.

Zhao Hu didn't think about it. Because this thousand catties of raw fish meat is equivalent to his ten stones of rice. Don't be surprised, rice is very expensive, and the degree is measured by rice. One pound of rice can be exchanged for 3 pounds of millet or 5 pounds of corn, and in addition to the fertile rice fields, all other places are planted with millet and corn, which can be converted into rice after harvesting.

And Zhao Hu's so-called hundred stone Zhixing, that is, materials or money worth a hundred stones of rice. Therefore, the farmland controlled by Zhao Hu was able to add more than 1,200 stones of rice to him out of thin air, which can be imagined what a huge fortune.

Zhao Hu, who felt that his pocket was very bulging, didn't care at all, but at this moment, he found that there was suddenly an extra river in the planting space, and then Zhao Hu was a little shocked to find that he could actually get 10 stone dried fish from this extra river!

This shocked Zhao Hu and almost jumped up, damn it, this is dried fish instead of raw fish! Five times worse than the value, okay?! And this is nothing, what really shocked Zhao Hu was that now he found that there were raw fish tributes in his own territory, and there were many dried fish tributes in his own planting space, so if he found that there were wood tributes or ore tributes, would his own planting space directly become wood tributes and metal tributes of gold, silver, copper and iron!

Well, maybe that's the case! All of them are promoted to the best level, and you can see what is going on by directly calculating Zhixing's income to the maximum and the best! This is the golden finger given by Xiaoyun!

Sensing that Zhao Hu was full of joy, Wei Saburo naturally continued: "Lord Lord, there are two villages in the mountains and forests, one is a tree village specializing in cutting trees, there are more than 200 people, and they pay 10,000 catties of wood to the Linhe Hall every year. The other is a mining village, with more than 500 people, who pay 100 catties of iron ore to Linhe Hall every year. ”

Zhao Hu's heart was pounding, and he looked up at the top of his head, but what made Zhao Hu strange was that as soon as Wei Saburo said about the fishing village before, there was a river in his own planting space, but Mao now said that the tree village and the mining village have not changed in the slightest? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but stare at Wei Saburo.

Wei Saburo noticed Zhao Hu's unkindness, and couldn't help but put his head on the ground and said: "My lord, the fishing village has announced that it will obey your rule when it learns that the Linhe Palace has transferred this land to you, and as long as you send someone to the fishing village, the fishing village will hand over this year's tribute." It's just that the tree village and the mining village didn't react in the slightest, and the little one thought that they should want to be independent. ”

Zhao Hu suddenly touched his chin, daring to be affectionate because of this, the tree village and the mining village are unwilling to admit their own sovereignty, so there will be no change in their own planting space, and the fishing village admits that their own planting space will change after they know this.

"By the way, why does a fishing village have to pay a tribute of 1,000 catties of raw fish, a tree village only has 10,000 catties of wood, and a mining village only has 100 catties of iron ore?" Zhao Hu frowned and asked.

Wei Sanlang, who raised his head, glanced at Zhao Hu with some suspicion, then lowered his head and said carefully: "There are few people in the fishing village, but there are many people in the mining village. ”

One sentence made Zhao Hu understand that the amount of tribute is related to the amount of strength, don't look at the large number of 10,000 catties of wood, in fact, it is only a few dozen trees, and a hundred catties of iron ore is even less, and a basket can fit it.

But if you look at the number of people, you can see that there are more than 200 people in the tree village, all of whom are lumberjacks and are physically strong. And there are more than 500 people in the mining village, and the miners are naturally more cattle and stronger, maybe they still have iron shops, which can produce weapons on their own, so the Linhe Palace naturally only needs a hundred catties of iron ore.

As soon as he thought that after he completely subjugated these two villages, his planting space would be directly transformed into woods and mines, and he could get a batch of timber and iron ore for nothing every year, Zhao Hu couldn't help but feel a little nervous.