Chapter Eighty-Seven: High Requirements

Wei Qing and Sima Lin are naturally touted again.

And after Sima Lin's popular science, the people also knew that this was actually a device made by the big shots, not a ghost or god.

Out of trust in the county, everyone trembled and came into contact.

After making sure that it didn't pose a danger and that it did require enough effort, I immediately became excited.

The construction site was completed a day earlier, and they finished their labor a day earlier!

Suddenly, Tang Qi's image became extremely tall in the hearts of the people.

There were even bold guys who quietly picked up a handful of dirt and stuffed it in their pockets where Tang Qi walked, chanting words to bless them.

made Tang Qi and the others cry and laugh.

With the help of the pulleys, the boulders were quickly removed.

After politely declining Sima Lin's invitation to go to the county government office to rest for one night, the convoy was able to move on.

Finally, when it was completely dark, I rushed to a manor located in the east of Lantian County.

I can't see anything clearly on the big night, but I can only see that the place is really big.

However, it may be due to the fact that there is no owner for a long time, and the place passing through is very desolate.

The manor steward received the news early, and finally waited for the convoy, and hurriedly invited Tang Qi and Wei Qing to the village to rest.

He lived in the garden built in Zhuangzi before Tian Wei's death.

It is said that it is very luxurious, and even if all the valuable things in the garden are served by the public after the house is raided, the framework left behind is very enjoyable.

At least Wei Qing was constantly admiring along the way, and he didn't know that he, a guy who had spent almost his entire teenage years by the emperor's side, was here to pretend that Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

Tang Qi's feelings were not very good.

Without him, the daily life of ancient times is simply outrageously inconvenient!

It doesn't matter if you don't have rain and toilets, you are still a person who has survived on a desert island.

Can you use a "toilet chip" to go to the toilet, that is, to wipe chrysanthemums with a wooden stick?

It's just unbearable!

"Why the hell did I forget to bring straw paper!" Tang Qi's face was full of pain, "No, when I go back, I have to organize people to make paper by hand, and I can't wait for Liu Che's unreliable one." ”

It's not just toilet paper.

There are also concrete roads, glass windows, and so on!

Otherwise, before the Han Dynasty became famous, I would have to be tortured to death by the inconvenience of ancient times!

Fortunately, the Han Dynasty had its own unique anti-mosquito means, which smelled a little uncomfortable, but the effect was good, which made Tang Qi feel a little more comforted.

Barely rested for the night.

The next day, Wei Qing saw Tang Qi with two panda eyes, and said in surprise: "Mr. didn't rest well last night?" ”

"Well, don't mention it."

Tang Qi's face was full of unbearable looking back.

It is probably because Zhuangzi has not received nobles for a long time, and the bed is as hard as a wooden plank.

The pillow is gorgeous, and the jade pillow is there!

Hard Bangbang, through the heart cold.

I almost didn't put Tang Qi out of the stiff neck!

Feather pillows have to be arranged, too!

The name of the steward of the manor is Tian San, who was originally Tian Wei's house slave, and later after Tian Wei was raided, he was saved because he had kindly saved the life of a soldier who was responsible for copying the manor.

Continue to be his steward.

It's just that Zhuangzi can't wait for the new owner, Tian San, the steward, is also boring, and the villagers are becoming more and more disobedient to the management.

So I stammered Tang Qi, and I was extra attentive.

even asked to follow the surname Tang Qi and become the domestic slave of the Tang family.

Tang Qi was not well adapted to this, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, which made Tian San resentful.

After washing, the two of them went to Zhuangzi, which is said to be the largest grassland in Chang'an except for Shanglin Yuan, under the leadership of Tian San.

The grassland is indeed not small, covering an area of 10,000 acres, which is about the same size as the field, and it is all flat grassland.

There is a river running through it, and there is no shortage of water.

It is indeed a good horse farm.

It's just that because there is no owner, now the grass is overgrown here, and of course there are no horses to be seen.

Tian San's flattering introduction: "Master Hou, please see, our pastures are all good land, and it is not a problem to graze hundreds of good horses!" ”

"If you are interested, the villain is willing to introduce you to the best groom dealer to ensure that his men raise your BMW fat and strong!"

Because of the presence of the general, Tian San didn't dare to mention the matter of buying horses.

After all, if the general has a heart, he can casually find countless good horses for his master.

Where's your turn?

Wei Qing also continued to praise: "This Zhuangzi is a little off, but the grassland is really good, and it can catch up with the place where Shanglin Yuan gives the military horses a release." ”

At the beginning, Tang Qi was also shocked by the spectacular scene of tens of thousands of acres of small grasslands.

I can't help but think of the scene of thousands of galloping horses.

But when he heard Tian San's words, he suddenly came back to his senses: "You mean, such a large pasture can only support hundreds of horses?" ”

It may be that the imagination is too different from the reality, and the tone is a bit stiff.

Tian San was frightened: "Yes, yes, Hou Ye, but if Hou Ye doesn't have high requirements for horses, it is feasible to raise hundreds of horses......

Tang Qi still had a calm face, which scared Tian San a lot.

I couldn't figure out where I said the wrong thing, so I could only ask for help to see the general.

When it comes to raising horses, there is no better than the general!

Wei Qing himself is not afraid to mention his origin, even if he is a Hun person, he knows that the general of the Han Dynasty was once a slave rider.

Seeing Tian San's appearance at this time, Wei Qing also couldn't bear it: "Sir, grazing is not as good as farming, and the requirements for the grassland area are very high. ”

"This pasture, with the forage that must be stored in winter, is more than enough to feed more than a hundred good horses, and any more, it will not be able to bear it."

The better the horse, especially the war horse, the higher the forage requirements.

Don't look at the size of Lin Yuan, the actual military horses that can be fed are only a few thousand.

This forced Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to implement horse politics and encourage the people to raise horses for the army.

Things that are easy to understand in the Han Dynasty, but here in Tang Qi, they can't be understood in any way.

Wei Qing had no choice, so he had to explain in detail how to raise horses and graze them to Tang Qi.

At the same time, this Mr. Tang turned out to be not omniscient.

At least in raising horses, even servants can't compare.

After hearing this, Tang Qi did not suddenly realize, but showed an extremely strange expression.

Seeing that there were no outsiders, he leaned over to Wei Qing's ear and looked at him suspiciously.

He whispered, "Are you all so primitive when you raise horses?" ”

Didn't you say that the cavalry of the Han Dynasty was the best in the world, how could it be that in the matter of raising horses, even an ordinary herdsman in later generations was not as good?

"Why is there a shortage of forage, don't you all grow alfalfa?"

"What's wrong with winter, why do you let the horses eat hay, you don't store hay? Isn't that horse abuse? ”

"What? Haven't heard of it? ”

"Then how do you all raise horses, can the war horses withstand your Huohuo!"

Wei Qing was sprayed with a face full of wrongs: "What is this, it is precisely because the hinterland of the Central Plains is not suitable for grazing that we have to practice horse politics and find the Huns to smuggle war horses." ”