"An important resource?"

Brother Tianba snorted, "Although this is not a barren mountain or a wild mountain, I don't think there are any decent resources, and the mountain fields cultivated by the villagers don't seem to be able to grow much edible food, right?" ”

Yang Huairen corrected, "You can't say that, the mountains are poor, but no matter how good or bad the resources are, they are also resources." ”

Xiao Qi seemed to agree with the meaning of Yang Huairen's words, and counted with his fingers, "If you say so, then the most important resources in the mountains are nothing more than land, grain, and this large forest, which can be regarded as important resources for those toasts." ”

"You're right, but you've forgotten the most important point, land, food, forests, who is using these resources?"

As soon as Yang Huairen reminded him like this, Xiao Qi immediately understood, "You mean, people are also important resources?" ”

Yang Huairen nodded, "Not only that, but also the most important resource." Among the resources owned by the Tusi, the land is actually fixed, even if you are strong, according to their traditions and a set of rules of their own system, even if the Tusi fight with each other, they cannot encroach on other people's territory.

The land in the mountains may not have a high yield of growing food, but it is with these barren lands that the mountain people in this mountain can grow food, survive, and multiply, so food is also an important resource.

Such a large area of mountains and forests may not be used enough, but you can find a lot of food in the forest, trees can be used to build houses, can be used as firewood, these are all indispensable resources for people's lives.

And finally, the most important resource is the population resources that each toast has, a very simple truth, which toast has more people, then he is naturally strong, like fighting, the side with more people, there is always some advantage. ”

Tianba's younger brother said thoughtfully, "In this way, it makes sense that the young adults in this village have disappeared intermittently.

It is likely that other Tusi sent people to hide in the nearby woods, and when the villagers went to the mountains to collect firewood or find food, they kidnapped them and made them the new slaves of Tusi.

The original slave of this toast can do other things, more slaves, which means that he has more output and creates more resources, isn't that true? ”

Xiao Qi continued, "Well, well, it makes sense, the Tusi may not be able to blatantly encroach on each other's territory, but it is still very possible to secretly loot some population resources from the other party."

The advantage of this is to kill two birds with one stone, while strengthening themselves, it also weakens the other party, when the other party does not have enough population resources to create new resources, in order to survive, they can only rely on the big toast, which is equivalent to the big toast annexing the small toast in disguise. ”

Yang Huairen thought for a moment and concluded, "If our analysis is good, it is likely that this is the case." But there may be other secrets that we can't analyze based on analysis alone, after all, we have limited knowledge about the mountains and the people who live in them.

If the situation we guessed is very close to the truth, then the next thing we need to do is to visit the toast who owns this village? ”

Brother Tianba smiled, "Brother Ren, is this the rhythm of being nosy again?" ”

Yang Huairen couldn't help laughing, "You know the rhythm, it seems that you've been following me for so long, and you've learned a lot, haha......"

The snow never stopped, but it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the wind began to blow in the night, and the wind in the mountains was also uncertain, and the hula and the wind were blowing coldly, but it felt that everything was gradually quieting down, and only the crackling sound of the firewood and the sound of the wind played a strange music.

When the day dawned, the wind had stopped, and the snow had not stopped, but it was much lighter.

The door was opened, and a dazzling white light shone in, and it was the old man and his grandson Qusha who had been last night entered.

The old man brought a bowl of rice, perhaps because he felt that he had not treated Yang Huairen and other guests well yesterday, and he must let the guests eat rice this morning.

Lan Ruoxin and Tie Xiangyu walked down from the upstairs with the two children, and before they had time to push, the old man had already taken the first step to pour the rice into the clay pot.

With a smug joy on his face, he began to stir the water in the clay pot and add a little salt to it, as if he was going to boil a jar of rice porridge.

It may sound a little shabby to serve a jar of rice porridge to guests, but for these struggling mountain people, it's the best food they can come up with.

Yang Huairen only feels that what touches people's hearts is not necessarily the parting of life and death, or the blood on the battlefield, and the simplicity of life is also something that can touch people's heartstrings.

Yang Huairen really wanted to give all the silver beans on his body to these simple and simple people, but he was afraid that money would tarnish this simple and pure feeling.

For Yang Huairen, his most important resources are not Wanguan's family wealth and lofty status in the eyes of others, but the feelings between people, family, love, and brotherly friendship, these are the most important emotional resources.

The rice porridge was quickly cooked, and the smell of rice fragrance permeated the early morning, making everyone feel very comfortable, and everyone sat around the hearth like this, although it seemed a little crowded, but because of this, Yang Huairen and these mountain people were close to each other.

After breakfast, Yang Huairen told everyone what they had analyzed last night, and the more the old man listened, the more serious he became, and his expression was also very serious, but in the end, he was very excited to agree with Yang Huairen's analysis.

Maybe in his heart, just like Tie Xiangyu said casually, there are ghosts in the mountains, and those villagers who disappeared for no reason were taken away by these things that could not be seen or touched, but were very terrifying and terrifying, and they had no hope of still being in the world.

But after listening to Yang Huairen's words, the old man's heart seemed to have a little hope again, even if it was very small, as if he was desperately trying to catch it.

No matter what we are facing now, and how simple life is, this village, as well as the old and weak children in the village, need to have such a hope, even if it sounds very slim and unattainable, in order to continue to survive.

"Guests, thank you so much, it just snowed last night, and it hasn't stopped yet, the mountain road is really difficult, and when the snow stops tomorrow, the old man will take you to meet our toast."