The place they are going to is the Tarim River, which is rich in water resources in the Tarim Basin. It is the most prosperous area of poplar forest, and it is also very suitable for human habitation.

It's just that they didn't expect that the distance to the Tarim River would be so far.

Especially when the guide asked them why they didn't pass by the Ancient Tea Horse Road, everyone was embarrassed.

Even Sang Yuan, who made the decision, had a fever on his face.

How would he know that the road in the west has been under development for a long time, although it is not as good as he knows, but it is not a problem to open to traffic or something.

As for the Zhan Feng who knows, they don't know where they went, so they forget about the newly opened road, otherwise they will save more trouble!

However, the destination is almost there, and they are no longer entangled.

When a piece of green came into view, the journey of everyone eating the wind and sand for a month finally came to an end. There are more people you can meet on the road, but most of them are ethnic minorities, and their eyes are curious and enthusiastic.

Of course, there are also bad ones.

And at this time, Sang Yuan realized a very serious problem: none of them would say anything about this!

A group of people gathered together to discuss and discuss, and finally had to ask for help from the guide who had gone to great lengths to get them here. The guide had long felt that they were extraordinary, and immediately went to the local patriarch to explain their intentions.

The people of the ethnic minorities are not good at growing grain, and most of them eat coarse grains, meat, and dairy products.

Looking at the table of mutton, beef, milk tea or something, Sang Yuan and the others couldn't eat it when they looked at it. But this is the etiquette of people's reception, and they can only accept it with a smile, taste it a little, and don't eat much.

After eating, entering the topic, Sang Yuan consciously became the person who talked.

"Patriarch, we need you to provide a piece of wasteland, we still have to study what to plant first, at least we can't give you a clear result in the first year."

Food is not something that can be planted and grown, it depends on whether the land is suitable. And you have to try what you grow to know, so no matter what kind of food you grow, you have to try it for a year before you get results.

Sangyuan brought a lot of crop seeds, but although the land along the Tarim River is fertile, it is still a question of whether it is suitable for planting. And the climate here is completely different from the mainland, so he has to see the effect first.

Hearing this, the patriarch and the clansman who could speak Chinese were stunned, and then said something, and both of them nodded.

"Mr. Sang Yuan, we appreciate you coming to help us, so you can choose anywhere you need here. You know, we're not very good at farming, and we can't use the land. Wouldn't it be better if you could get results in just one year? ”

The Chinese-speaking clansman conveyed the meaning of the patriarch, which made Sang Yuan laugh. Sure enough, what has interests is easy to do!

"In that case, then you're welcome, if you have extra manpower, you can also come and help, and my people will teach them how to farm."

The people they brought in were there to plant trees and do other things, but they weren't here to help people grow food!

Technique can be taught, but time can't be wasted on growing food!

As soon as he said this, the clansman and the patriarch suddenly became excited. They don't lack people, they just lack technology! How can you not be excited about such a good thing?

Sang Yuan forgot about this stubble, and was startled by the excited expressions of the two. Then he reacted that he didn't want to waste time, but others were so eager that they couldn't help crying and laughing.

Perhaps, this is why people always can't see what they have, and always think about what they don't have!

After talking about this matter, the Chinese clansmen became Sang Yuan's followers and receptionists. Wherever he went, he took it with him.

Sang Yuan and his party naturally went to investigate the field first, and as for the experts who followed, they were protected by Zhan Feng to do what they were supposed to do.

On both sides of the Tarim River are tall poplar forests, and large areas of grassland are grazed by some people. The herds of cattle and sheep are very spectacular to watch.

Especially the children who took care of the herd, which made Mo Xiaobao look at it with admiration.

Sang Yuan asked Mo Wen to take Mo Xiaobao to play on the grass, and they went to a place far away from the grass. After all, if you want to clear the land, you can't destroy the grassland, otherwise what will the herders do?

Moreover, the grain could not withstand the spoilage of livestock, so it naturally had to stay away from the grassland.

Mo Xiaobao was reluctant, but he was reluctant to see those cattle and sheep, and Sang Yuan and the others left without waiting for him to make a decision, so he could only follow Mo Wen to play on the grass.

It was the first time he had seen such a large meadow, and there were so many cows and sheep, which made his world amazed. As for the poplar forests, they were just trees, so they didn't interest him.

However, in the distance, the snow-white peaks could attract his attention.

"Dad, why is the mountain white over there?" Because Mo Xiaobao was called Mo Wen's father at the beginning, he called him father directly.

After all, Sang Yuan and Xi Shao were unwilling to accept him, and Zhan Feng did not dare.

"Over there, it's a snow-capped mountain, so it looks white." After Mo Wen arrived at the destination, he made some inquiries with the guide, and when he asked at this time, there was no embarrassment of not knowing.

"Snow! Will it snow here too? "The Mo family is not a southern family, so Mo Xiaobao has seen snow and likes it very much.

That kind of cold, white and flawless color was the only beauty in his memory.

"Well, I don't know. However, summer is coming soon, and the temperature difference will change interestingly. Thinking of the guide's reminder not to underestimate the night here, Mo Wen was looking forward to it.

"It's hot during the day and cold at night, what's so interesting here?" Mo Xiaobao has already felt the change in temperature during the day and night these days, where will he be interested.

"Wait for summer, you eat watermelon! The watermelon here is so sweet! Remembering the fruit that the guide said must be eaten, Mo Wen laughed. Because I haven't eaten much, I have some expectations.

"Isn't it just watermelon? What's curious? "Mo Xiaobao has eaten it, and he is not very interested.

"That's different, the watermelon here is a tribute in ancient times, and you can't eat it anywhere else!" It's not surprising that Mo Wen has eaten watermelon for him, but it's different when he eats it locally here!

"Uncle, where are you from?" While the two were talking, a teenager dressed in Uyghur clothing walked over. Looking at his appearance, he was about ten years old.

"We're from Baihua Village, kids, can you speak Chinese?" Mo Wen saw the boy riding a foal and was amazed that he could speak Chinese.

"I wanted to go outside, so I learned from the uncle in the clan, but Abba wouldn't let me go out." The young man's black and red face was a little proud, but also a little helpless.

"What's good out there? Why don't you go here! Mo Xiaobao replied angrily, but his gaze stopped at the foal below him.

Seeing this, the boy turned over and dismounted, and then patted the horse's back. "Little brother, do you want to sit down?"

Although the reform and opening up has been a long time, and many Han people have moved here, not many can get along amicably. Not to mention communication barriers, there are conflicts of interest from time to time. So, the teenager was polite to them as a sign of his friendliness.

"May I sit?" Mo Wen didn't expect him to be so easy to speak, and his puffy little face instantly turned into surprise.

"Of course!" The boy grinned and helped him to sit up. "Don't be nervous, my little foal is docile."

Mo Wen hurriedly followed and helped him, for fear that he would fall off his horse.

The young man pulled the foal and walked slowly around the grass, which made Mo Xiaobao addicted and became close to him. When I learned that the boy was grazing here every day, I began to make up my mind.

Mo Wen was also kind to the young man, and he answered all questions. A lot of information was exchanged with each other, and the time they spent waiting here was quite pleasant.

After Sang Yuan and the others turned around a lot, they chose the land, which was a piece of land in the poplar forest, although it was far away from the Tarim River, but they didn't grow rice, so there was no problem.

After choosing the land, it is naturally reclamation, and the tools and other Sangyuan are all ready, and some tools that can be built here are also allowed to be fought by the clansman who can speak Chinese.

When he came back and saw Mo Xiaobao riding a horse, Xi Shao suggested that everyone should learn to ride a horse. After all, gasoline is still very expensive here.

As soon as he said this, the interest of a group of big men was raised.

Riding a horse to fight, what man doesn't have a lot of blood?

While waiting for the tools to be in place, everyone went to the people of the tribe who raised horses. When the man saw that so many people wanted to learn from horses, he couldn't close his mouth with joy. It's just that when it comes to pay, people don't want money.

"Tsk, I can't spend the money all this year!" Xi Shao has never encountered such a situation, and he can't understand it at all.

Sang Yuan and Zhan Feng can understand it, money is such an unreal thing, how can there be anything valuable? Bartering is the right way!

The man who raised the horse was also a good man, and he had heard about what they were doing and promised that he could let them learn horses from him, but they had to have a bucket of food for each person.

Sang Yuan wanted to laugh when he heard this, if it was in the mainland, they would definitely take advantage, but in this backward place in cultivation, this is a bit expensive. Still, he agreed.

Anyway, the food hasn't been grown, so I owe it!

After the discussion was settled, the horse breeder was not afraid that they would run away, and immediately led several horses to let them study in batches. After all, there were dozens of people in Sang Yuan's party, and it was impossible for a horse breeder to give them all the horses. Also, not all horses are suitable for learning horses.

Zhan Feng had the most people, and Sang Yuan and the others only shared one horse. As for those experts, they are powerless and do not dare to try at all. However, after everyone had ridden a lap, they couldn't help but want to try it again.

In the end, everyone tried it.