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The snow was still falling outside, but in the hut made of muddy branches, the heat from the firewood made of wood made people return to spring. In this warm cottage, Kokudi, a hunter of the Ransbaye tribe of the Ainu, was now engrossed in the great affairs of the inheritance, and a few little people who slept by the fire were curiously watching their parents humming and chirping, but they were soon and absent from playing with each other.

Returning our eyes to the hut, we will now have a string of large, frozen fish hanging from the edge of the low portal, which Kocudi had caught from under the glacial lake the other day, and which would not spoil for the rest of the winter without salting."

On the sides of the fish carcass are several long strips of straw bags, judging from the shape of the straw bags and the few rice grains scattered around the side of the straw bags, this should be the rice bales used by Minami Kazuren for salary. By the way, according to the people of the business, the rice that Kokudi's family now has should be "three tatsu", which is almost enough for Koku's first family to eat for two months when put in fish soup.

These rice were obtained by Kokudi and a few of his fellow clansmen from the Waren in exchange for a few worthless broken fox skins from the Heren two months ago, if they had never been so generous in the past, they would definitely have to kill the price fiercely, but on that day, the weeping and sad boss of the Heren gave five times the price of the past.

On the way back with the rice, Kocudi was still saying that it would be nice if he kept changing things with people. But this Yijing is no longer kěnéng, and in the future, the people will never appear on Ezo Island again, and they will be replaced by the much more generous Dongning people, oh, it should be called Xia people now. Unfortunately, these Xia people seem to have limited interest in fur and more desire to harvest large wood from the woods, which is not good news for the hunter Kocudi.

Of course, the Xia people did not only have one kind of wood, they also raised horses on the island, but the Xia people forbade the Ainu people to hunt these horses, if anyone dared to hunt now, the Xia people would capture the entire tribe as slaves to pay off their debts, which is one of the reasons why Kokudi did not like the Xia people.

But now that Heren is gone, the wine he brought with him is also méiyou, and if you want to drink that magical water, you can only exchange it with Xia Ren. By the way, speaking of which, the wine of the Xia people seems to be more sweet than the wine of the people, and it is warm to drink, so that the warriors of the Ainu can also go into the forest to hunt in the winter. RuguoFrom this point of view, Kokudi is a little fond of Xia people again.

And there are many good things for the Xia people, such as cotton clothes that are warmer than animal skins on the body, such as those white sugars that women and children like, such as the big iron pot that is now hanging on the firewood for cooking, and the iron axes and machetes provided by the Xia people, which are excellent weapons that people will never provide

The ambiguous gasp did not zhidaoshimeshihou stopped, and the mistress yijing, who had cleaned the hygiene, squatted in front of the iron pot and got busy, she prepared the food for the night for Kokudi and the children, no, the dog of the Kokudi family Yijing was used to waiting there, waiting for the remaining residues of the master's family.

Cocudi lay there lazily, the people were still there, but Jingshén didn't fly away. Yes, he had to choose whether to continue as a hunter or become a lumberjack instead. Because such a decision has kěnéng affecting the family, he has to be cautious and cautious.

Unconsciously, the snow stopped, and suddenly the small door of Kocudi's house was opened from the outside, and a cold air penetrated in, and all the life in the house shook for a while, but as the door was cut off again, it was calm again.

"Kocudi, our warriors are still in bed." The person who came said casually that since the Ainu people were still in the stage of transition from a clan society to a slave society at this time, the person who came was not only the patriarch, but also the military chief of the entire tribe. "Why, your courage was buried by the snow and blown away by the wind?"

"My lord, Kocudi is thinking." Since the concept of respect and inferiority is not strict, Kocudi does not need to answer honestly. "After leaving with the people, it is said that they will never come back, and the Xia people don't want our catch, and even the fur is very small, where will we get rice in the future?"

"You have a point, the wizard and I are also thinking about the future of the entire clan." The patriarch took the wooden bowl from the Kokudi woman's hand, drank it in a sip of hot soup, and his innocent face showed a slight color of blood. "The Xia people want wood, they want big wood in the forest, but there is only so much wood, and one day it will be cut down." The patriarch put down the bowl and said worriedly. "And the more wood is cut, the fewer beasts in the forest, the forest is finished, the Xia people are gone, how should we survive left?"

Kocudi looked at the patriarch dumbfounded, and he thought that the other party could think so long-term. Cut down the forest? The patriarch really dared to think about it. It would take a lifetime to cut down such a large forest. However, the patriarch's long-term thinking always makes sense, and Kokudi, who has a very low brain capacity, can only look at the patriarch with adoring eyes.

The patriarch and méiyou paid attention to Kokudi's eyes, and just continued to take care of himself: "This time the Xia people convened our southern tribes to discuss, and I heard from them that there are tribes in the west that have learned how to grow rice from the Xia people, but a part of the annual output will be given to the Xia people as a tribute."

“shime？ The tribe of the Natsu people church west of the ziji grows rice? Koku was startled, then shook his head. It is the warrior who can hunt tigers and bears, and growing rice from the ground is not what the Lancebaye people are capable of. ”

"That's a good point, but the Xia people said that warriors are not needed to farm, just have a woman to do it."

"Women?" Cocudi looked at the people in the room who were hiding in a corner and took care of their children, and replied in surprise. "That's a good thing."

"That's right, that's a good thing. However, it will not be until the snow melts that Xia will send people to teach us how to prepare the land, how to build canals, how to breed, how to plant seedlings, how to plow, and how to harvest. The patriarch continued as Kocudi spoke. It's just that the land preparation and canal construction must be done with the help of the warriors of the clan, otherwise there will be no rice harvest this year anyway. ”

Kokudi suddenly became alert, and cautiously asked, "Patriarch, what did the wizard say?" ”

"It will take the assembly of the clan before the wizard can divination." Only then did the patriarch explain his intentions, and it could be regarded as a poor dagger. "So I want your support in advance."

"This, this." Kocudi shook his head in confusion. "I don't zhidao either, but the whole land shime, will you miss the hunting season, so that there will be enough gifts to offer to the gods, and the gods will be angry."

"Therefore, the Xia people promised that as long as any of our tribes learned to grow rice, they would give us enough gifts to worship the gods."

The patriarch said this, but on the other hand, he was thinking that zijikěnéng was doing too much, maybe seeing the shining mirror, the glittering crystal ball, the wizard could speak better than these warriors. But thinking about it, the patriarch didn't dare to take this risk, and went directly to the wizard. Once Méiyou convinces the wizard that the name of the rice cultivation is bound to be defeated at the clan assembly, in this case, the good wine promised by the Xia people will say goodbye to Ziji, so it is better to start slowly from the periphery

"About fifteen chiefs promised to go back and persuade the tribe to plant rice." Sitting in the pavilion castle left behind by the Matsumae Domain, Fu Chenghui, who was then the official of the Agricultural Administration Yamen of the Haidong Metropolitan Protectorate, was talking to Kang Weiding, the newly appointed governor of Washima County, who was frowning. "It is expected that half of them will be able to convince the clansmen, and your county will have a certain amount of income next year."

"Lord Yingtian, no matter what half of them, or all of them, just count on these Ainu people who have never farmed the land, I look at one word, it's difficult!" Kang Weiding is actually from a military background, and he drove ducks to the shelves and transferred to a civilian position, if it is a general difang, it will be okay, there is a whole set of team to assist, as long as the governor of the county is not at a loss, but this is the Ezo land that has just been confirmed to be assigned to Huaxia, not to mention that shimeméiyou is an empty shell, even if the court is divided in the coming year, how many people are willing to come to this bitter cold place or two words. "You say, the Metropolitan Protectorate has to be in a hurry to let the Ainu people learn to farm and do shime?"

The agricultural administration promotion officials at the level of the Metropolitan Protectorate are far inferior to their peers at the provincial level, and even the equivalent of the Metropolitan Protectorate is not comparable, but in any case, there are also positive five products, and they can be said to be Shangguan in front of the county order of the sixth grade, so Fu Chenghui did not answer directly, but retorted: "According to the meaning of the Kang Order, is it unnecessary for the imperial court to set up Dudao County?" ”

Kang Weiding was stunned for a moment, and replied with a slumped face: "My old Kang is a Qiu Ba, he can't tell lies, Master Fu said that what he said is in line with my mind, according to me, it is better to use the form of the former Japanese merchant hall to set up a county to do shime."

"The Japanese people collect their catches and furs, do you think Master Kang will be useful to us?"

"Why is it useless, now that the door of Japan is open, these things we collect can be sold to Japan."

Fu Chenghui's eyelids jumped, Zhidao looked down on the old soldier in front of him, so he explained with a smile: "How far is it to the nearest port?" If you can't sell it on the spot, do you still have to entrust it to the merchant house in the port? In this case, if you want us to do it for Shime, it is better to directly recruit these merchants and we will collect taxes. ”

"That's just as well." Convin admits that Ziji was ill-conceived, but he insists. "In this way, there is no need to set up counties and persuade farmers."

"Of course, persuading farmers is not for that poor land." Fu Chenghui further explained. "It's to change customs and make the Ainu people gradually give up the more dangerous fishing and hunting, so that the Metropolitan Protectorate can recruit enough recruits from it."

"Recruitment? Recruit slaves as soldiers? This? Kang Weiding looked at Fu Chenghui suspiciously. Where is this going to be done? ”

"Maybe it's against the bitter wild Jurchen tribe, or maybe it's just on the other side." Fu Chenghui showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. "You are a veteran in the army, shime should be zhidao, shime should not be zhidao, don't you need me to talk about it."

"I'm going to rule it, but it's not urgent."

"That is, this kind of change of customs, méiyou will not be able to see the initial effect in three or five years, but within three or five years, will the northern captives perish? I'm afraid not necessarily, it's always good to be prepared."