"The villain Mu Wuzhe has seen a nobleman."

Mu Wuzhe stepped forward, knelt down and prostrate on the ground, and made a big salute.

I didn't pay attention to talking to Wang Ping just now, but I didn't expect that as soon as this Qiang man came up, a strong smell of mutton and some unknown smell rushed straight to his nostrils, causing Feng Yong to take a few steps back.

"You get up first." Feng Yong wanted to be polite, but this smell comparable to the gas chamber of the later generations made him cry.

At that moment, he had to take a few more steps back, cover his nose, and ask, "Your name is Mu Wuzhe?" How many people are in the clan? How many cattle and sheep? ”

Mu Wuzhe is only over thirty this year, but he looks like he is already fifty years old, and he has been grazing outside all the year round.

The Qiang people not only have to fight against the sky, but also fight against all kinds of fierce beasts in nature, and live beyond the age of forty to be considered a long life.

"If you go back to the nobles, there are two hundred and twenty-three people in the clan, ten head of oxen, and one hundred and thirty head of sheep."

Seeing Feng Yong's disgusted look, Mu Wuzhe was not surprised at all.

The nobleman who can stand in front of him and ask questions is already considered to be self-contained. On weekdays, even ordinary Han people can stay as far away from them as they can.

"How is it so little?"

Feng Yong exclaimed.

At this time, it is not the era of market economy in the later generations, the price is transparent, and you can exchange cattle and sheep for grain, and you don't have to worry about being slaughtered as wool by profiteers.

In this era of Han supremacy, if ten Hu Yi go to trade with the Han people, nine of them will be slaughtered, and one may even lose his personal freedom.

So, how could these cattle and sheep survive more than 200 people?

"Back to the noble people, a few days ago my tribe met robbers from the north, they claimed to be Zhizhi, saying that they were ordered by the emperor of the north to hand over all the cattle and sheep, and they also drove us to the north to graze for them, we couldn't beat them, and lost a lot of warriors, as well as cattle and sheep."

So you came to me and begged me for food because you couldn't survive this winter?

Feng Yong finally understood in his heart.

However, the robber who claimed to be a young man made Feng Yong fall in love, listening to the tone of this Mu Wuzhe, this is not a Qiang person, so where did a nomad come out?

Thinking about the situation in Liangzhou, Feng Yong thought to himself, this can't be the Wuhu people who established the former Qin and Later Liang in the Wuhu Chaos where Hu Yi held a carnival feast in the Central Plains, right?

Calculating the geographical location, most of the people in the northwest are Qiang and Di people, and they should be them.

Mu Wuzhe didn't hear Feng Yong's voice for a long time, and quietly raised his head to take a look, only to see Feng Yong's face flickering and cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It can't be because you see too few cattle and sheep, so you don't want to take us in, right?

Mu Wuzhe's heart suddenly pinched.

"Mu Wuzhe, since you are telling the truth, I will not hide it from you here. Although I don't have much food, there is no problem in letting more than 200 of you eat every day. But how are you going to repay me? ”

In fact, Feng Tujiao didn't have a grain of grain in his hands at all, because he never thought that he would produce grain - so many powerful people and families came to Hanzhong, Lao Tzu still needs to transport grain himself?

"Honorable nobleman, all the wealth of our tribe is only those cattle and sheep, as long as we can live, we are willing to sacrifice all these cattle and sheep to you, and serve you as the master forever."

Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction, saying that this Mu Wuzhe is very good!

In fact, Feng Yong wants such a statement, so as not to be truthful in the future.

After all, he is not like Zhuge Old Demon who can be unreasonable for no reason, thinking of the five hundred barbarians who had already been set, his heart is a throbbing, what a good labor force!

As for what Mu Wuzhe said, whether it was true or false, he didn't care at all, and he didn't need to care.

As long as this winter passes, even if he wants to regret it, he wants to drag his original clansmen to the mountains to continue grazing, and he "cleverly makes Feng Langjun" ...... Ahh His "Young Hero Feng Langjun" committed suicide live on the flagpole of the capital!

The matter was settled, and Feng Yong set his eyes on the clothes that Mu Wuzhe was wearing.

"You're wearing a sheep's brown coat?"

Brown clothes, in the first place, were clothes woven from animal hair. Sheep brown clothes, as the name suggests, are clothes woven from wool.

Why do you say that the Qiang people deserve to be the branch of Yan and Huang? Because this nation is also quite awesome.

In ancient times, they learned to tame wild sheep into domestic sheep, and they learned to make wool into clothes to wear on their bodies, so their totem is sheep. It can be seen that sheep are creatures that have actually dissolved into their lives and even their blood.

That's not the point, the point is that wool makes clothes!

This is Feng Yonglai's confidence in grazing in Hanzhong.

Clothes made of animal hair have existed since ancient times, but until the Han Dynasty, brown clothes made of animal hair and hemp were only suitable for the poor. Slightly conditional, even if you touch it, you won't touch this thing. The reason is that the beast hair thing is really difficult to deal with.

For example, the clothes made of wool worn by Mu Wuzhe are ugly, not to mention, the key is that the mutton fat has not been removed, it is fishy and fat, and the impurities in the wool have not been removed, and after wearing it for a long time, it will become a hard piece.

Even if you dare to wear it on your body at that time, the smell of fishy smell will directly touch you, and you can't wash it off.

The Mu Wuzhe in front of him is a living example.

However, in the feudal era when Scientology did not come into being, the ancients could not see the mutton fat attached to the wool, so naturally they could not think of how to remove this fat.

Therefore, wool is a thing that nomads like nomads who have no place to grow hemp and mulberry, so they will use it to make clothes and put them on their bodies. They can even put on sheepskins, and what can't they do?

It's like the leaders of the Central Plains, wearing decayed clothes and working in the field bare, isn't it strange?

So what Feng Yong has to do is actually to find a way to remove the grease of this wool and make it snow-white and silky.

As for how to turn it into thread and then make it into clothes, the great Qiang people have shown us the way, so don't worry about that.

Even if the Qiang brothers are not very good at weaving clothes, they are too worried, because their Han brothers are also very smart.

Especially in the Three Kingdoms era of the world's textile technology, Shu brocade has long proved that the textile technology in Shu is not lost anywhere, including the world.

So when Feng Yong put this white, soft, slippery and soft thing in front of Zhuge Old Demon, his eyes would definitely turn green.

Of course, when to put this thing in front of Zhuge Old Demon, and in what way, Feng Yong naturally had to think about it.

"Yes, nobleman."

"Take it off and I'll see."