Before Wang Hou crossed, the devils of the United States were fighting together because of the legacy of slavery, and even involved the founding president of the United States, Lord Washington.

Washington is really a little wronged, because he was an active promoter of the abolition of slavery during his lifetime, and it can be said that he stood on the same front with the black slaves, but only half of his demand for the abolition of slavery came from the concept of equal human rights with everyone, and the other half was that he believed from the bottom of his heart that slavery was an extremely backward and inefficient mode of production, and even he had to spend the output of several acres of his land in order to support his slaves!

Indeed, the production efficiency of slavery is outrageously low, and watching slaves work, you have to be guarded at least close to one-third of the number of slaves, and from time to time you have to have a headache for slaves to escape, don't ask Wang Hou how he knows! Previously, he tried to practice slavery in the steel center of Ma'anshan, using the Wuhuan and Goguryeo people to mine coal and iron ore, but now his steel center has become a mercenary system again.

I have to admit that the employment system still has some effect, although it is still forced labor, the labor efficiency of the Goguryeo prisoners of war and the Wuhuan prisoners who have money to get is much higher, this is the same for the Huns, regardless of Huchuquan looking for someone to mine, anyway, after transporting the hoe and shovel and 100,000 stone grain to Jiuyuan, it was not even necessary for Wang Hou to send people to prospect, and in early June, the first batch of Jiuyuan raw coal was sent to Guihua City.

Then, the stagnant city was revitalized again!

Coal is really the black blood of industry! Although I don't know how many red seals the environmental protection organizations had to put on Wang Hou's head in later generations, in the billowing black smoke, the clay dug out of the grassland turned into bricks one by one, and then put a layer of red armor on the newborn Naturalization City.

The naturalization city of the Ming Dynasty is called the Great Green City, because its city wall shows a cyan brilliance as a whole, and now the naturalized city of the Xianbei people can be called the Great Red City, the red bricks on the layer by layer are red and dazzling in the afterglow of the day.

Although the repair of the city has stagnated, the "hungry" merchant clans have already begun to act, and Kebineng has also been prepared early, giving Wang Hou 100,000 fine-wool sheep, in fact, he got at least 6.7 million fine-wool sheep from the Qiang people, anyway, they were robbed by fighting, and they didn't cost Kebi a penny. For more than a month, the sheared wool has accumulated a thick layer like snowflakes.

Xianbei men are only responsible for grazing, but women can be drawn out, Wang Hou's wool farm can be called a women's factory, because most of the people who work here are Xianbei women, and a very small number of them still have no ability to graze and fight, and the disgusted old man is playing his spare heat here.

Under the mud-fired stove, the red charcoal fire is also emitting bursts of light smoke, and in the black pot, the water of the Dahei River is boiling and gurgling, and the wool that has been piled up for more than a month is boiled open, and the excess grease, garbage, and sundries are boiled layer by layer, and the smell and smell of the boiled wool are forcibly endured.

These forcibly whitened wool was carried by these elderly laborers to a large pile of felt bags temporarily built in the north of the naturalized city, this is a table for playing cotton, there are special Han professional cotton workers holding a big bow to bounce the boiled wool until soft, the first few Xianbei women sit cross-legged in the felt bag, shaking the spinning wheel with one hand, pulling the Suoding, inch by inch, from the pile of wool that has been boiled and fluffy, pulling out the slender but tough wool.

Originally, these wools were worthless, and even the farmers would not pay attention to them after the sheep were dehaired in the summer, but now, they have become soft and white threads, dyed and colored and woven into cloth, that is, wool! In later generations, the tweed, the coat, the trench coat or something, is made of this thing!

In other words, what was originally thrown away as garbage is now created by Wang Hou out of thin air.

On the other hand, the milk powder factory, the pillar industry of Wang Hou's plan, also started production at the same time.

In the past, nomadic herders milked cows only for a day or two at a time, and then processed into dairy products in one go, but in fact, many livestock groups did not squeeze at all, and now, this part of the dairy products is also used by Wang Hou.

It was a great deal of distress to be in the vicinity, for in the early morning the messengers of the city of Naturalization would scatter in carts, and each household would have to pay two buckets of goat's milk and two buckets of milk, which would add a great deal to the workload of each household.

At about 10 a.m., the couriers in charge of the collection returned to the milk powder farm located in the west of the naturalized city.

Here, there are also hundreds of big black pots on the stove, and there is a coal fire burning under the stove, but it is different from directly adding coal to the stove, how long can it be burned, and the heat here is exquisite, not only to keep burning, but also not to burn hundreds of degrees in one breath, and the pot is burned red, so that the milk and goat's milk will be burned, and a few masters transferred from the bone china kiln are responsible for guiding the fire, each pot is kept burning to sixty or seventy degrees, but it is not yet boiling, and then add white sugar imported from the island city, Then he took the mallet and stirred it.

This is really tiring, it takes a day to burn, until it is burned until the evening, and the milk and goat's milk at the bottom of the pot has become viscous to the extent that it becomes solid toffee, and then it can be served out and dried on the temporary earthen kang.

However, these milk blocks are hard and large, and they are still not suitable for direct eating or carrying, and the made milk blocks have to be taken outside to be ground with a large stone mill to grind and crush, and finally ground to the thickness of flour, and the milk powder that Wang Hou wants is ready.

Don't look at this output is a bit small, you can collect more than 10,000 barrels of milk and goat milk a day, and finally you can produce more than 100 stone of milk powder, and it is only more than 30,000 stones a year, but this thing is a high-calorie food, and the protein calories of one stone of milk powder are enough to be equivalent to ten stones of wheat, although it is impossible to eat this thing as a meal every day, but it is enough for military rations!

Back then, Genghis Khan's army took this kind of milk powder and fought to the Danube in one go! Whether it's a merchant or a marcher, it's a good product.

In other words, you can sell it to Mr. Cao and make a big pot of gold from your father-in-law!

But capitalists always have their own troubles, watching the three pillar industries of their naturalized city fully rolled out, squatting on the city tower while basking in the sunset and grilling lamb chops, Wang Hou's old face kept sobbing.

Now his mind was still echoing Fu Luohan's words a few days ago.

Kebi can! Born in the branch, the wolf king also! There's no way he's going to give it to anyone else! The general cooperates with it, which is tantamount to conspiring with the wolf!

But this time, he also fought with Kebineng, and saw that there were coals and bricks, and Kebineng seemed to have a high heart, and asked Wang Hou to build a Shan Yu Mansion for him in the center of the city, and use buildings to stabilize his power.

But Wang Hou said no! Now is the time for Naturalization City to make profits, and the most urgent thing is not to show off, but to take out the first real money to stabilize the morale of the army!

In the end, it was Wang Hou's opinion that overwhelmed Kebineng, and this famous leader of Xianbei didn't seem to be so unkind!

Just when Wang Hou was thinking about it, a camel bell suddenly rang, and under the setting sun, an incomparably huge caravan staggered over, causing Wang Hou to raise his head suddenly, and look at the city, his eyes couldn't help but be round.

He did launch a caravan from Liaodong to rush here, the problem is that this large caravan of 2,000 people, Temo came from the west!

What the hell?