"Brother Zheng, do you know that the leader of Dalintai knows that you are going to collect wool, and his intestines are repentant." Lin Yuan said to Zhiwen with a smile.

The two of them were sitting by the fire at the moment, frowning and eating roast mutton.

Xue Ping was drunk yesterday, and he was nauseous when he smelled the wine, and he would rather work than accompany Zhiwen.

Helpless, the others either don't understand the language, such as Liu Cai, or they are not very good at speaking, such as Tao Yong, they can only rely on Lin Yuan, and the tribe that held the barbecue party tonight - the Utra Department and Lin Yuan are also familiar with him.

"Hehe," Zhiwen said with a smile, "It's good to regret it, the tribes who have been here this year must have left their wool behind." ”

"Then it goes without saying, a pound of wool for a tael of grain, a fool only throws it away, fortunately I left some wool last year." Siqin of the Utra Department answered with a smile, his name is Tang Hezhi, he is also Han, he is older than Lin Yuan, he should be in his twenties, and he has grown a beard.

The Utra tribe, like the Dalintai tribe, are small tribes of about 100 people, and they are also vassals of the Sunit tribe, and their small tribes, unlike those large and medium-sized tribes, such as Korqin, Tumut, Sunit, etc., have long-standing tribal names, but use the name of the leader as the tribal name.

Therefore, the leader of the Utra tribe is called Utra, and once the leader is changed, the name of the tribe will naturally be changed, and the same is true of the Dalin Taibu.

In all fairness, the price at which Zhiwen collects wool is really... It is lower, the cost of a pound of finished sweaters is just a tael of grain for purchasing wool and a pound of grain for weaving sweaters, counting the cost of loss and wool washing, all of which will not add up to more than two catties of grain, and no matter how expensive the price of grain is, it will not exceed one penny when converted into silver.

And how many finished sweaters are there in a pound? As little as three, as much as five or six, each sweater trading company buys at a price of one and a half dollars, this profit, hehe!

But wool has always been of little use in the eyes of the Mongols, and now they are overjoyed that waste can be exchanged for some food.

Besides, the total number of sheep in each tribe is quite a lot, although the tribes like Dalintai and Utra are small, there are still thousands of sheep, as long as the wool is not thrown away in the future, a year down, a sheep can cut ten catties of wool, then it can be exchanged for a catty of grain, thousands of sheep can be exchanged for a lot of grain here in Zhiwen, and the situation of green and yellow at the turn of winter and spring will be greatly alleviated.

"Does Brother Tang also help them farm in Utra?" Zhiwen noticed that the smaller the Mongolian tribes, the more importance they attached to farming, and Dalintai and Urad were typical examples, and the smaller tribes were estimated to be gone, and the population was insufficient, making it difficult to survive.

"Yes," Tang Hezhi said with a smile, "I was the same as Lin Yuan in Utra, I taught them how to farm." ”

"Brother Tang, those big tribes, do they farm?" Zhiwen is very curious, large and medium-sized tribes have more sheep, but the population will not be small, the output of food, such as goat's milk, should be about the same on average to everyone's head, small tribes lack food, and large tribes will not be an exception.

Tang Hezhi shook his head, "No, these people are pretentious, and they don't want to farm." ”

Zhiwen immediately thought that the medium-sized tribe that came two days ago, after seeing the fields planted in Dalin Taibu, there was obvious disdain and disdain in his eyes, and it seemed that the large and medium-sized tribes were not keen on farming.

"Do they have enough food to eat?" Zhiwen asked.

"The same, it's not enough to eat," Lin Yuan interjected, "Those pretentious tribes are just relying on being canonized as Taiji by Houjin, and they can receive some rewards from Liaodong every year." ”

There was a deep disdain in the tone.

"Also," Tang Hezhi continued, his voice a little low, "If it's not enough, those big tribes will unite and enter the customs to loot." ”

"It seems that these people have gained a lot a lot a year ago." Zhiwen sneered.

Tang Hezhi nodded, "This time, those tribes who followed Houjin to fight the autumn wind must have gained a lot, you see..."

Zhiwen and Lin Yuan looked in the direction of his finger, there were several people from medium-sized tribes, and their words and deeds were extremely arrogant.

“... Lin Yuan, compared to previous years, are they different? Tang Hezhi asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Lin Yuan nodded seriously, "Nouveau riche, it's all like this." ”

"Then why didn't Dalintai and Utra follow Huang Taiji and enter the customs together?" Zhiwen's eyes burned, he looked at Lin Yuan, and then at Tang Hezhi, wanting to know what they really thought.

"Brother Zheng, don't test us." Lin Yuan said, "I don't know what the other Han people outside the Saiwai think think about them, but at least the tribe where Brother Tang and I belong, we can guarantee that we will never go to the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Not all Mongols are willing to go to Kobian." Tang Hezhi also said.

Especially in small tribes, there are only a dozen to dozens of soldiers to fight, and even if they all go, they won't be able to share much credit and grab many things.

But as long as someone is injured or killed, it is not just as simple as the family of the injured soldier who lost a strong labor force and suffered heavy losses.

The tribe sent out are the bravest and warlike soldiers, either in a short period of time, or the loss of one, the impact on the tribe is also very large, if there are more casualties, lose the top combat power, a few horse thieves can bring ruin to the tribe, the whole tribe will face the danger of overturning.

Therefore, the smaller the tribe, the more reluctant to go to the edge of the Great Wall to stir up, they prefer to use their own sheep, horses, and cattle to exchange necessary food, clothing and supplies with the Han people, if they can produce food to make up for the shortfall, of course, it is better, so they have great respect for people like Lin Yuan and Tang Hezhi.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, whether it is Houjin or the big Mongolian tribes such as Horqin and Sunit, they don't look down on them and don't bother to take them there, and the small tribes of Dalintai and Urad are naturally happy not to go.

I see, Zhiwen said secretly, no wonder these days, the Mongolians of those small tribes are very enthusiastic when they see them, and some people from the medium-sized tribe are weird.

When Lin Yuan and Tang Hezhi said this, Zhiwen finally disappeared completely from the little knot in his heart that the two of them were doing for the Mongols, and he took up other hearts for them, asking:

"By the way, Brother Lin, Brother Tang, now that I will collect the wool, then you will shepherd sheep for others, will your wages rise?"

Originally, Zhiwen's idea of buying wool from ordinary herdsmen at a super low price was completely wishful thinking without the knowledge of the leaders and herdsmen of various tribes.

First of all, whether these herdsmen dare to trade with others behind the back of their lord's family is a big question.

Secondly, this kind of transaction is destined to be private, it is secretive, the purchase volume is small, once or twice is okay, if it is a large-scale, long-term acquisition, it is very difficult not to alarm the chief and the pastor.

"It's up." The two said with a smile in unison.

In the past, it was all for nothing to shear sheep, but now, Tuo Zhiwen's blessing, they shear the wool of three to five sheep, and they can have one or two grains, the specific amount, the department is not the same, but the overall level is this, give more, the leader is not happy, give less, and I am afraid that the herdsmen are not happy, do not work, or simply leave.