Hulan was the child of an ordinary herdsman in the Chahar Dotro tribe, and because he was physically strong and had a talent for horseback riding, from the age of eighteen, their leaders often recruited him to go on expeditions with the tribal leader.

At first, he was still ignorant and didn't know why he was fighting, but after participating in the war more times, he gradually understood that fighting is for money, or in order to make his life better, from the tribal leader to him, the purpose of everyone is actually the same.

After many wars, he learned a lot from the old man who had been through a hundred battles, he learned how to avoid danger, he learned how to save his life on the battlefield, and more importantly, he learned how to make money when he was fighting grass valley, so his family's life became more and more prosperous, his parents had more cattle and sheep, and he also had a mother-in-law and a pair of lovely children.

However, in the past few years, his family has been getting worse day by day, because the head of the tribe has no longer recruited him to fight, and the drought on the grassland has become more and more serious, and there are fewer and fewer places to graze, and the pasture grass has gradually withered and yellowed.

Looking at the decreasing number of cattle and sheep and the children waiting to be fed, his mood is getting heavier and heavier, how can he get it like this, the cattle and sheep will only become fewer and fewer, if the cattle and sheep are gone, what will the family live on? If only we could have a fight!

His wish was miraculously granted, and on this day, several families where they had gathered received a notice from the tribal leader telling them to quickly pack up their belongings and prepare to move.

Many people were worried, but Hulan was happy, because he knew that this was a harbinger of war.

Sure enough, the next day, the tribal leader informed him that he had brought his fellows and was ready to fight.

He excitedly put on his leather armor, put on his longbow, and set off with his saber in his hand, and then he saw countless clansmen rushing towards the tribal leader's tent, and the scene was almost the same as during the great war a few years ago.

Soon, he gathered with the tribal army and the cavalry of the Chahar tribes, and rushed to the south like a torrent, rushing to the border of the Ming Dynasty.

He thought that he was going to make a fortune this time, but unfortunately, before he got close to the Great Wall of the Ming Empire, the tribal leader ordered to camp in place, and then set up a formation in front of the camp.

His heart began to sink, and he even began to think about how to escape for his life, because he knew that there were not many cavalry in the Ming army, and those gathered together were the elite of the elite, and when the number was about the same, they were not opponents at all!

Fortunately, the battle did not start, and the leaders of both sides discussed for a while before retreating.

He returned to the tribal gathering place with a sense of loss, returned to his camp, and his heart was instantly heavy when he saw his elderly parents and his young children.

What to do?

The Ming army is getting stronger and stronger, and the reaction speed is getting faster and faster, they have no chance to fight the grass valley, and the grass on this grassland is getting less and less, and the cattle and sheep in his hands will be less and less, what should I do in the future? I can't sustain this life anymore!

Hulan, who lost hope, sat in the camp in despair and pondered for a day without coming up with any way, at this time, the head of the tribe sent someone to ask again, there is a job to make money, there is no need for a knife and a bow, there is no need to work hard, as long as you have the strength of the handle, at least one cent of silver a day, do you want to go?

And this kind of good thing!

One penny of silver a day, one tael of silver for ten days, three taels a month, there is so much silver to buy food, plus cow and sheep milk or something, the family can live comfortably, go, why not go, if you don't go, you are a fool!

So, he signed up for the mining team, and followed the leaders of the tribe to the mountains dozens of miles south of the grassland with tens of thousands of young men.

When he first arrived at the so-called mine, he was really shocked, because the mine was surrounded by Ming troops!

However, fortunately, the tribal leader immediately told everyone that the tribe and Daming were not enemies at this time, but friends.

Whether this is an enemy with Daming or a friend with Daming, it is not something that a small minion like them can decide, and their tribe is not that they have not been friends with Daming, they are enemies with Daming for a while, and friends with Daming for a while, they are all used to it.

In short, it's good not to be an enemy, as long as he can earn silver, even if he is allowed to dig any mines in the hinterland of Daming.

Immediately afterward, they entered the mine and began to dig a pit.

At this time, the Ming army was really friendly to them, not only gave them tools, but also provided them with food and accommodation for free, rice, white noodles, and wowotou to eat as much as they wanted, and they were full!

Moreover, this digging pit was not as tiring as he imagined, because the Ming army had a lot of strange things that could save them a lot of strength.

For example, when they are mining, they don't use shovels to dig piece by piece, the Ming army has a kind of strange car similar to a horse-drawn carriage, there is a big iron wheel with huge teeth in front, go up and "swoop" a turn, then what coal mine iron ore will fall from the cave wall like rain, they just need to use a shovel to shovel.

For example, they don't have to carry a bamboo basket to carry the ore out of the mine, because there is something similar to a flatbed car in the main mine, with iron wheels, but there is a huge frame on it, they just need to pour the ore into the box, pour it full and then push it up together, it is very easy, and it is not very difficult for several people to push thousands of catties of ore.

Then, the income from mining is not at least one cent of silver a day as the tribal leader said, the Ming army is paid according to the weight of the ore, digging five thousand catties of ore, they can get one or two pieces of silver, and a strong laborer like him can dig at least two thousand catties of ore a day, if you work harder, get up early and be greedy for darkness, three thousand catties a day is not a problem.

In this way, it is unbelievable, and in the first month, more than ten taels of silver were sent to him!

How can so much silver be turned into food?

It was not easy for them to buy food before, if they were friends with the Ming Dynasty, they were better, they went to the mutual market near the Great Wall to buy it, one or two silver could buy a hundred catties of grain, if they were enemies with the Ming Dynasty, it would be troublesome, it was difficult to buy food with silver, and sometimes they had to go to Liaodong to buy, and the price was scary, a hundred catties of grain cost almost two taels of silver!

He began to worry, if he went home, and then went to the mutual market by the Great Wall to buy a few trips of grain, it would take at least ten days, and these ten days were three or four taels of silver!

He was worried, there was a sudden cheer in the barracks, it turned out that the Ming army guarding here announced a good news, they have food supplies, rice and white flour, all one or two silver and one stone, how much you want, and they are also responsible for transportation, as long as you pay the silver, they will help you send it home, if you are not at ease, you can follow the food delivery team back!

Hulan knew that one stone was the statement of the Ming Dynasty, which was more than 150 catties.

Such cheap food is delivered to your home, so what else is there to say, buy it!

He didn't hesitate to buy ten stone of grain, and then followed the Ming army's delivery carriage back home, looking at the surprise of his family, he didn't mention how beautiful it was, this day, there was a rush.

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