That's how politics is played, just like a certain big-faced president in later generations who has nothing to do with posting some unbounded rumors on special Twitter to attract fans and stir up the situation, people's hearts are the core of politics!

Now Wang Hou is playing very well in Naturalization City! Before, whether it was borrowing the dividends of the west wind or naturalization city, it was indeed that he, a Han man, had achieved a great reputation among the Xianbei tribe, but this reputation still had a lot of water, which can be seen by looking at the results of Wang Hou and Kebi Neng's tug-of-war! Of the forty-eight surnames, none of the patriarchs listened to his invitation to live in Guihua City, and only some of the same small roles won for him by small characters like Hohetai came in!

However, as soon as this import and export trading company opened, regardless of what tradition was not traditional or not, many important people with the surnames of the twelve tribes who participated in the caravan in the Western Regions could be regarded as moving into the city, and they scored enough heavyweight manpower to keep an eye on the trade!

This is the powerful influence of the economic base to determine the superstructure, a few thousand people with a family name, nomads may not be able to earn these hundreds of taels of gold a year, boxes of cloth and spices, but hundreds of people join the caravan, invest in some goods, a few million a year easy to start, or even more!

Kebi can be born and Xianbei people from other Xianbei tribes are loyal to him, first, because he is strong and can fight, but he can't beat him, and the second is that he can take Xianbei people into the customs to loot materials to supplement the family, and the distribution is fair! But now, a Silk Road trade has earned more money than Kebi can bring them

Even if you don't feel for Wang Hou, a Han official, you always have a feeling for silver!

In this case, Wang Hou couldn't be idle in winter, so he continued to find a way to find money, and then bought these Xianbei tribes one by one.

As the saying goes, if you want to get rich! Build roads first, have fewer children and more trees! This article was implemented by Wang Hou to the fullest! It is estimated that the fertility rate of Xianbei people will be reduced this year!

In the cold winter, everyone in the tent hugged each other to keep warm, body to body, the distance was so close, what brother-in-law and sister-in-law, when they bumped into electric sparks..., cough cough cough.

But this year! First of all, there was coal, although it was still quite cold, but staying in the felt bag with a pig iron stove with an iron chimney in the middle of the stove, there was no need to hug a ball to keep warm, so many Xianbei sisters-in-law complained for a few points.

Then, as soon as the snow stopped, around the tent area inhabited by the Xianbei people, the damned Han people took this big copper trumpet, bared their teeth and shouted.

"It's better to make sweet potatoes at home, it's better to move bricks on the construction site to make money, two hundred a day, five hundred in three days, three or five days, go home and drink Moutai! Seats are limited and available on a first-come, first-served basis! ”

This one, and the sister-in-law's eyebrows just picked up the feeling, the Han people shouted with a stinky mouth, and gave all the interest, the big horn scraped, and the Xianbei people in the felt bag grabbed the old sheepskin jacket and ran out.

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If Wang Hou used wine as a salary, it is estimated that regardless of whether the milk powder farm or the wool textile field is a wool textile factory, the nomads of the steppe have a penchant for wine is simply beyond imagination, since the opening of the tavern in Guihua City, it is simply full every day!

In fact, it is no wonder that first of all, the terrible mortality rate in this era, the average life expectancy is only thirty-five years old, which means that people in the prime of life may also be gaba at any time! There is a lot of pressure to survive, so I am naturally willing to use wine to drown my sorrows.

And even if the pressure of survival is removed, this cold day forces people to be willing to come with two sips of wine from time to time to warm their stomachs, and even the Liaodong Army, wine has become a military supply, not to mention the Xianbei people!

So compared to wine, what is a sister-in-law?

And Wang Hou's employment is quite simple, just fetch a bucket of water in the Dahei River, and then run to the place where the Liaodong Army planted the flag and splash it! Then you can pour a cup of hot wine from the stove and pour it down.

What is this for?

Of course, it's Wang Hou's old three-plate axe, the ice road!

Pour water on both sides, form a smooth road surface that is high on both sides and low in the middle, hire Xianbei people to splash a bucket of water like this, and you can dry out more than 100 miles in a day, go straight to Liaodong to the east, pass through Jiuyuan to the south, and go straight to Bingzhou.

When is the spice sales best! It's this big winter, it's going to be summer, and those rich grandchildren in the Central Plains can still gather outdoors, make sour poems, and then fight a field and drink wild wine, but in the winter, you go out of the ice and snow to try it, and freeze your grandson to death!

But at this time, the room is burned with good incense, and then find a beautiful woman to play the piano and make a sound, and then invite three or five fox friends to watch the legs..., phew! Talk about the world and talk about current affairs! The thief has face!

Not only incense, spices are also the hottest at this time, and there is no food in winter! There is no accompaniment to the meal except salted radish, and correspondingly, the scholars eat more meat.

But is meat really good in this era? The answer is really no! Now there is no acid draining technology, kill the pig, wash it cleanly, throw it in the pot for a meal, and still smell of pig hair! Therefore, in the Western Middle Ages, a grain of pepper was equivalent to a grain of gold, and the Western aristocracy could only use this spice to suppress the unpalatable stench.

Similarly, in ancient China, pigs were eaten by inferior people, sheep were eaten by wealthy officials and scholars, and Su Dongpo really did not have mutton to eat, so Dongpo meat had to be invented!

Before, Wang Hou's big black pot had greatly enriched the dining table of the Han Dynasty, and now Mr. Cao doesn't need to cook in an urn to eat, so it's okay to have a scrambled egg with melon slices! At this time, if you send this batch of imported spices to Yecheng, you will definitely make a lot of money.

Moreover, it is still something that Kebi does not want to see! The Xianbei people were once again called by Wang Hou!

People have inertia, and if they obey the command of the Han people once, twice, three times, they will get used to the fourth, fifth, and sixth times!

But he didn't want to do anything, he couldn't take out 100,000 jars of wine for his subordinates.

Ling Ke is more than he can see it! Wang Hou had already planned it, next to Shan Yu Palace, and repaired a three-story small import and export trading company office building before winter, and built a circular dome in the middle, making it look like a white palace.

On the east side of the house, in the large classroom, there were more than fifty desks, and more than fifty young people of the Xianbei tribe were each holding a big abacus and on the blackboard, an old pedant wearing an expensive wine bottle and crystal glasses was shouting there with a calm face.

"One by one, one by one, one by two, two by two, two by four! Give it to the old man, I will study hard, I can't count the bad accounts, and the loss is your clan's money! ”

Under his thoughts, the eldest son or the youngest son in this tribe, anyway, they all have the right to speak or have the right to inherit, but now they all have to follow the abacus and write notes.

This is a good situation! Historically, the Xianbei people of Wuhu Chaohua first invaded the Central Plains and became the masters of the Han people, with the steamed buns and steamed buns offered by the Han serfs to eat, and then they began to be sinicized, and the purpose of the Xianbei people is also how to better rule the Han people!

But now, it is Wang Hou who is like leading a donkey to grind and hanging a carrot in front of the donkey's head, hooking them up and taking the initiative to start learning culture for sinicization!

Once these Xianbei people have learned and are used to doing business, then they will be used to their own lives! These Xianbei people parted ways with their relatives grazing on the grassland, and achieved Wang Hou's goal of splitting Xianbei!

But even if everything is going well now, Wang Hou is still not satisfied.

In the lively restructuring of this naturalization city, unknowingly, Wang Hou had just finished receiving the returning caravan from the Western Regions, and Wang Hou quietly ran back to Liaodong!

Liucheng, on the edge of the bone china kiln, is a large courtyard completely enclosed by high walls, and a large brigade of the Liaodong Army is stationed here, guarding it with a tiger's eye.

The courtyard is full of bigwigs! Yu Ji Yu Lao Divine Stick, who was cultivating in Penglai Mountain, was actually here, and not only him, but half of the alchemists who were the number one in the Han Divine Stick Realm came.

And in the two-storey factory, a black pig iron behemoth stands there!