"The incarnation of the god of the sky on earth, the communication between heaven and earth, the horses of gods and men, you are a gift from heaven, the best forage to feed, fat and strong, running to the edge of the sky......"

In a strange tone, Manu poured hay mixed with raw eggs, bone meal, and salt into the manger. The horse attracted by the fragrance came over www.biquge.info pen "Fun" pavilion, eat, eat quickly, Manu's eyes were shining, full of hope, and when he saw that the horse had swallowed the forage, he breathed a sigh of relief and went to feed the next war horse.

As soon as Manu turned around, suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of him silently.

"Ahh Manu's hands trembled, and the wheelbarrow full of hay fell to the ground, and the hay inside fell out.

Frightened, Manu hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously.

"Slaves are guilty, slaves are guilty, please punish the general!"

Qi Jimei glanced at him and smiled lightly, "Manu, what's your name?" ”

"Ahh

"Where's the last name?"

"Slaves don't have surnames, they don't deserve, they don't deserve!" He whispered, trembling all the more.

"Don't be afraid, our Ming Dynasty is different from the barbarians, by the way, are you Han or Mongolian?"

"Minions, minions don't know."

Qi Jimei became curious again, and said, "Why don't you even know who you are, so when did you become a manu?" ”

"From a very young age, for as long as I can remember, slaves slept in stables, and their fathers, grandfathers, uncles, and uncles were all horse slaves, and they raised horses for Dayan Khan, and horses for Mandu Haihatun, and horses for Bodi Khan, and horses for Tumen Khan."

"It's still a family of horses!"

Qi Jimei bent down, grabbed a handful of grass, twisted it in her hand, put it under her nose and sniffed it. Manu lowered his head and peeked at Qi Jimei's movements, a layer of delicate sweat appeared on his forehead, looking extremely frightened.

"Since you are so familiar with war horses, you are also very particular about feeding forage, tell me, what are you putting in here?"

"There is hay, alfalfa, wheat bran, soybean flour, raw eggs, green salt." Manu replied quickly.

Qi Jimei nodded, "These things can also be eaten by the war horses of Jizhen Town, do you have any special things here?" ”

"Special?" Manu subconsciously opened his mouth wide, almost screaming, he hurriedly covered his mouth again, and in a hurry, he bit the tip of his tongue, bleeding blood, and his facial features were distorted in pain, and he didn't dare to scream.

"Are you afraid of that?" Qi Jimei shook his head and smiled, "General Ben knows that you all have tricks for raising horses, and it doesn't hurt if you don't want to say it, as long as you raise the horses well, it will be a great achievement." ”

Manu's brows furrowed, it turned out that he was asking forage! It's all their own fault, what they think about, how can they know their own things.

Thinking of this, Manu hurriedly said, "Return to the general, also, there is also fishmeal." ”

"Fishmeal?" Qi Jimei became interested.

Manu gushed and told everything he knew.

The so-called fishmeal is a high-protein feed obtained by using fish as raw material, deoiling, dehydration, drying, and grinding. War horses are actually strictly speaking, they are two species with ordinary horses, just like ordinary people can be vegetarian for life, and their bodies will be very healthy, but war horses are like professional athletes, if they don't give enough protein, they can't grow a toned body, and they can't gallop and kill.

During their expeditions, the Mongols learned to make fishmeal to feed their horses. The current Mongolia is far from their ancestors, their territory is far from the sea, and only some fish are caught in inland rivers and lakes, and the precious fishmeal can only be eaten by the war horses of princes and nobles.

No wonder Dai Qing's horse obviously doesn't look as good as himself, but he ran faster than himself at the beginning, there is a mystery in it! Qi Jimei became very excited, he patted Manu on the shoulder, "You are very good, General Ben will order you to make fishmeal now, someone will transport the raw materials over, you just have to do things well, Daming will not treat you badly." ”

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"Lord Qiyu, I have checked it below, and there is a small amount of croton powder in the forage."

Tang Yi asked, "What will happen if you eat it?" ”

"Diarrhea, but the quantity is not much, I am afraid that it will take two or three days to have an effect." The veterinarian honestly said.

Sure enough, Tang Yi closed his eyes, thought about it for a while, and understood that the Mongolians were unwilling to give up hundreds of good horses to others, but they were in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous, so they had to secretly instigate the horse slaves to feed the war horses with croton powder.

In fact, war horses are very delicate, they are more likely to be unaccustomed than people, and diarrhea is a very common thing.

Didn't you copy the big board to ascend to the city last time and kill a lot of traitors?

Without the help of traitors, the Mongols, with a tendon, could come up with such a hidden way? Tang Yi didn't believe it, he squinted his eyes and kept thinking.

Qi Jimei, who was standing on the side, couldn't help it, "My lord, those horse slaves actually poisoned the war horses, it is really hateful, the last general begged the adults to permission, and the last general immediately went to behead them all, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart!" ”

Qi Jimei was really angry, it was not easy, the war horse that he won with his hard work was almost plotted, fortunately Tang Yi was alert, when he thought of those excellent war horses all having diarrhea and dying, his heart seemed to be pulled out, it hurt, it hurts!

"Do you really think it was the horse slave who killed the horse?" Tang Yi asked with a smile.

"By the way, there is also Dai Qing, maybe the iron back, Emuer, they all participated, I'll kill them all!" Qi Jimei is still a man of action, and he is about to rush out with a knife.

"Stop! Why can't you hold your breath! Tang Yi reproached: "Have you thought about it?" This equestrian competition was hosted by my Daming, and the people turned out to be guests, and they were all killed, what happened? ”

"That's a villain, too!" Qi Jimei muttered in a low voice, "My lord, they don't have a good heart, they can't bear it!" ”

"Who said I had to put up with it? If you don't believe me, ask your eldest brother, am I the one who suffers? ”

Qi Jimei suddenly remembered that her eldest brother had told her that Master Tang was not yet twenty years old, so he went to the southeast to rebuild the city's shipping division, and all kinds of means were like whimsical, unbelievable, but extremely mysterious.

The maritime merchant clans in the southeast are all wicked and cunning, ruthless and insidious, but they can't escape the calculations of Lord Tang, and they are being played around. The Mongols dare to compete with the ancestor who played intrigue and trickery, isn't it purely looking for death?

"Excuse me, my lord, will Ji An'an?" Qi Jimei couldn't hide her excitement.

Tang Yi didn't say anything, just stood up and asked someone to lead the way in front. They soon came to a courtyard, far away, and the strong fishy smell made people frown.

"My lord, let's let the last general go!"

"Go, do you know what to say?"

Qi Jimei scratched her head, "The last general grabbed Manu's hair and pressed the knife on his neck, those who follow me will live, and those who oppose me will die, see if he will surrender?" ”

Tang Yi just smiled and shook his head, "I just want him to surrender, as for that trouble?" You memorized it for me, and when I went in, just watch, memorize with my heart, and don't say a word more. ”

"Yes." Qi Jimei could only nod, followed behind Tang Yi, and quietly became a beautiful man.

Tang Yi walked into the courtyard, and in the middle of the courtyard, there were more than a dozen large cauldrons, in which big fish were cooking. Tianjin Linhai, there is no shortage of fish, even if the coast is frozen, no fishing is not tight, the cold winter is like a big refrigerator, can freeze the fish, keep it for a month or two.

In fact, you don't need to make fishmeal with fat and good fish, even if it is trash fish, as long as it is cleaned, put it in a pot and cook it over high heat, cook it rotten, and then pull out the meat and bones, and the rest of the soup can be used next time.

After draining, the fish meat is covered with a layer of gauze, and stones are placed on it, and the stones become heavier and heavier, and the oil and residual water in the meat are squeezed out.

If it's summer, you can dry it in the sun, but now you can only dry it.

Tang Yi and Qi Jimei both looked carefully, only to see Manu throw the fish into the pot, and the next second they were all frightened, Manu actually stretched out his hands into the pot, and the two hands were like two dexterous shovels, quickly stir-frying the fish in the pot to ensure that it was heated evenly, which could quickly dry the water and not get pasted.

Tang Yi had seen this craft in the southeast, but the people there used it to fry tea, while Manu used it to fry meat.

In about a quarter of an hour, Manu grabbed a piece of rotten meat and threw it into his mouth, and the fire was ready!

Immediately let people pull the fire, the last moment is still important, he meticulously stir-fried, the steamed water vapor smoked his face bigger, the temperature in the pot went down, he finally pulled out his hands, took the copper basin, and put down the fried fish meat and fish bones.

Tang Yi looked carefully, from beginning to end, Manu's hand did not touch the iron pot at all, otherwise even the iron sand palm would be baked.

It's just the scorching water vapor, and the sharp fishbone fish stinger is not small, and if you look closely, Manu's hands are brown, with a thick and tough old skin, and you can't do it without years of experience.

As if nothing had happened, he put the flesh and bones on the stone mill, turned it gently, and in a short time the finely chopped fishmeal flowed out.

Manu grabbed it, tasted it, and was very intoxicated.

Under Dai Qing's hands, he didn't have the guts, every time he made fishmeal, there were people watching from the side, and if he dared to eat it secretly, someone would whip him, and this time someone was watching, but they didn't have a whip in their hands, maybe they would be a little kinder, the slave thought.

Tang Yi waited until he finished making the fishmeal before he came over with a smile, grabbed it in his hand, and put it under his nose to smell it.

"General Qi, don't you use meat floss as military food in your army? I look at the same reason as this fishmeal and meat floss, whether it is a person or a horse, as long as you want to go to the battlefield, you must eat and drink well! ”

Qi Jimei's eyes widened, and she nodded hurriedly, but she didn't dare to speak.

Tang Yi is so angry, this guy is just a vase, he can't even hold a baby, do you want to hang me?

He simply turned around and smiled at Manu: "You are very good, you can make fishmeal, you can raise horses, you are a talent, this official will appoint you as the pastoral supervisor, and you will be allowed to open a fishmeal workshop for the purpose of supplying the horse farm, and the thirty percent of the dry shares of the workshop are yours." ”

Manu was completely dumbfounded, he couldn't understand what the shepherd was over, what was the cadre stock.

Tang Yi had no choice but to say in the most vulgar words: "From now on, you will be promoted and make a fortune." (To be continued.) )