Chapter 21: Barbarian Tribes
Even if no one buys it in Liangzhou, she can process it into fine salt and transport it to Shengjing for sale, and she can make a lot of money at that time, but it is just a little troublesome.
Steward Wu nodded and left, but his slightly arched back made people see at a glance that he was frustrated and blamed.
Lou Zheng didn't know how to comfort this overly responsible old housekeeper.
The next day, Lou Zheng watered the herbal seedlings in Lu Hongxiu's courtyard, and took the medicine slave and two guards to the garment workshop behind the Marshal's Mansion to inspect.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the workshop, I saw Aunt Huang and Aunt Xie wearing aprons and preparing to go out.
Lou Zheng asked curiously, "What are the two aunts going to do?" ”
Aunt Huang is now full of confidence in the kind little lady of the general's family, and immediately said with a smile: "Little lady, the two of us went to the kitchen to help Xiong Hu's daughter-in-law, I heard that Uncle Wu bought a lot of salt yesterday and came back, and now the cabbage in the cellar will not be in place for long, and if it is not pickled, when the weather becomes warmer, these cabbages will rot in the cellar." ”
Liangzhou has a long winter, and many people will hoard grain and vegetables in the cellar before winter, among which Chinese cabbage is the most common.
As a marshal's house, of course, there will be no shortage of cabbage in the cellar.
When Lou Zheng first came to the Shuaifu in Liangzhou, he saw that the kitchen was cooking, and there were cabbages every day.
Pickled cabbage, coarsely salted cabbage!
A light suddenly flashed in Lou Zheng's mind! Both clear eyes suddenly widened with delight.
"Thank you, two aunts!" Lou Zheng left this sentence, turned around with the medicine slave and left the gate of the garment workshop.
Aunt Huang and Aunt Xie didn't know what was going on. After looking at each other, they had to smile helplessly and shake their heads, and left together.
Lou Zheng walked briskly on the way to the study in the front yard, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became!
Such a simple method, how could she not have thought of it in advance!
The imperial court did not allow the sale of salt to foreigners, but it did not say that it would not sell pickles!
As long as you make pickles from coarse salt, and then use pickles to do business with barbarians, won't you?
Anyway, all the barbarians need is salt, if they want to eat salt stew, wouldn't it be good to add pickles, barbarians are not from the Dawu Dynasty. How sophisticated is their diet. She has nothing to do with the Dawu Dynasty, and she has nothing to do with Lou Zheng herself, and she is not a barbarian, so she doesn't have to think about how to civilize the people's wisdom of the barbarians.
With that in mind. Lou Zheng immediately went to find Steward Wu.
This time, Lou Zheng did it without hurrying. Instead, after discussing it with his father and Zhou Bi. before the decision was made.
The women who worked in the backyard helped pickle hundreds of jars of pickles, while families were cleaning their cellars. The vegetables that were not eaten last year are the cheapest to buy at the people's homes at this time, and the hundred jars of Chinese cabbage don't cost a few dollars.
Early the next morning, General Lou took Lou Zheng and more than a dozen of his own soldiers to personally visit the leader of a small tribe of barbarians.
This small tribe was fifty or sixty miles away from the barracks of the frontier army.
It consists of more than a dozen tents, large and small.
The tent was set up on the grassland, on horseback, and in the distance there was no edge of the grassland.
Now in spring, the withered yellow grassland is gradually revived, showing a little bit of green, which is really beautiful, which is a magnificent scenery that can never be seen in the Dawu Dynasty Pass.
"Jiaojiao, look, there it is."
General Lou pointed with his horsewhip in his hand towards the humble tent area.
Looking at the place pointed by General Lou, there were a few children running around outside in clothes sewn from coarse cloth and sheepskin.
The lifespan of the barbarians was ten years shorter than that of the Dawu Dynasty, which was related to the environment and living habits in which they lived.
It is said that some barbarians only take a bath three times in their lives, once when they are born, once when they get married, and once when they are about to die.
The children outside the tent in sheepskin and bare-bottomed were all dirty and had messy hair, and it was because of this that only two or three out of ten children born to the barbarians grew up normally.
General Lou waved his hand at an old man dressed as an old peasant beside him.
The language of this barbarian of the old peasant association was found by General Lou Da by a special person.
Lou Zheng and his father both dismounted and stood a hundred meters away from the tent area, Lou Zheng saw a child looking in their direction, and then a slightly older child entered the largest tent, as if he had gone in to tell the adults.
The old farmer was followed by two old guards and walked towards the tent.
In about a quarter of an hour, the old farmer returned with two old guards.
The three of them all looked bad, obviously eating the barbarian's closed door.
General Lou was dressed in soft armor, standing next to the dark clouds with a leather whip, majestic and upright, and when he saw the three people who came back, his thick eyebrows frowned, "How?" ”
The old peasant's face was bitter, "General, the barbarian patriarch didn't see us, but when he entered the tent, he didn't even see the face of the patriarch, so we were kicked out." ”
Lou Zheng pursed her lips, as far as she knew, although the barbarians were stubborn, they were also very simple, and if they were sincere and polite enough, they would not treat people like this.
"But what happened?" Lou Zheng asked.
The old peasant's face was full of furrows, "When Lao Suo was kicked out, he seemed to hear two women next to the tent talking about it, saying that the patriarch's youngest son was sick, and it was not good, and the patriarch had been taking care of him in the tent for two days. ”
When Lou Zheng heard that this was the case, his brain moved, and he turned to General Lou and said, "Daddy, why don't I try it!" ”
Lou Zheng has been learning medical skills behind Mr. Yaowang since he was a child, if it is really the youngest son of the patriarch of this small barbarian tribe who is sick, Lou Zheng can really help.
General Lou nodded, "Jiaojiao beware, Yu Jiu, you protect your little lady, if something happens, come and see you." ”
Yu Jiu immediately stepped out and said yes loudly.
This time, Lou Zheng took the old peasant and three personal guards to the barbarian's tent.
But as soon as he arrived at the tent area, he was stopped by several strong barbarians whose faces were blown red by the north wind.
Two of them roared at Lou Zheng for a while, although they couldn't understand it, they didn't look like they were saying anything good.
Lou Zheng's expression did not change, and he even turned a blind eye to the barbarian man's raised arm to intimidate, and only when the two men finished speaking, Lou Zheng turned his head to look at the old peasant.
"Grandpa, what did they say?"
The old farmer looked embarrassed, obviously not daring to really tell Lou Zheng what these barbarian men said.
Lou Zheng softened his expression, "Grandpa, just say it directly, they are just a group of barbarians, I won't bother with them." ”
Only then did the old peasant speak: "Little lady, they say that if you dare to break in, they will carry you back to give birth to a child for life, so that you will never be able to leave the grassland, and let your lover cry and kneel in front of them and beg." (To be continued.) )
PS: There's a power outage.,Computers and mobile phones are almost out of battery.,Typos haven't been changed.,Woo woo,Upload it first.,I'll fix the typo tomorrow.,Please forgive me.,The chapter is still transmitted with hot spots.,It's too hard.。