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Chapter 597. The Silk Road! Profits!

In the south and north of Guihua City, the gathering area of ​​rich grandsons became more and more lively. More than a dozen Xianbei departments and forty-eight surnames and more than thirty-year-olds have begun to decorate.

Of course, these people who moved in were basically the same as Huhetai. The second, third and fourth in the tribe, and some relatives who were not close to the chief, were barely settled with the title of nobleman. Moreover, compared with the nouveau riche of Huhetai, all the poor ones were jingling. However, Wang Hou still satisfied their desire to decorate and paid a few sheep for a few decorative sheep. The decoration used clay, white ash, flooring, furniture, and the cheapest paint oil were given to them.

Of course, Wang Hou could not do a loss-making deal! This wave seemed to have made the Xianbei people use it for nothing, but in fact, he unknowingly tore apart a gap in the Xianbei. Even if he was not a tribal ruler, he could speak with the patriarch, right? They moved into the city and gradually became sinicized to adapt to the lives of the Han people. With them as the leader, sooner or later, Wang Hou would gain greater voice among the Xianbei people.

Even surpassing Ke Bineng!

The Han Empire in the 14th year of Jian'an was particularly peaceful. In the north, General Cao, who suffered a tragic defeat, lost Jiangling again. He had no idea about Jiangnan and was unable to move south for the time being, especially Cao Cao was old! Recently, there was news from Deng Kai in Yecheng and Jia Xu. Cao Cao's style of employment has changed a lot recently, and promoted a large number of gentry close to the Cao family, and the employment of people is no longer unconventional.

He is paving the way for the next generation of the Cao family. I don’t know if it is Cao Pi or Cao Zhi!

As for Jiangnan, the Sun family, who should have been tossed by Jingzhou and Liu Bei, also fell silent under the harassment of twenty-seven pirate ships, especially this winter, Sun Quan, the Marquis of Wu, should be very angry! His sister was lost! He had to scrape his heart and find someone who was enough to take action from the royal family, so Liu Huangshu, who was left in Jingzhou, was struggling desperately.

In the north, the gentry's erosion of rights in Qingzhou continued, but a great rebellion in Rizhao City was a warning to the Cui family, the Qinghe family, and the wealth of Rizhao was brought to the battle, and the Wang family of Langya and Tian family of Qi were not easy to bully. They gave up some of their commercial interests and temporarily stabilized with the Central Plains clan.

However, it is a blessing to have a loss! Qingzhou is under the operation of Wang Hou, and the commercial atmosphere is too strong! The Central Plains gentry who want to make money like Qingzhou had to integrate into the operating model of Qingzhou, living in a house built by cement, which is ugly in their eyes, and then talking about the stinking of money that the gentry disdained to talk about.

If you don’t do this, you won’t make money!

This is also considered a legacy left by Wang Hou.

As for the newly rising red pearls on the grassland, it has entered a stalemate.

Wang Hou has seen what Bai Chao looks like on the grassland!

It was a blizzard that was overwhelming. It took five or six days in a row. After it was finished, the snow was so snowy that it was so cold that it was covered with half a floor. Wang Hou shrank in his little field and was so cold that he was so cold!

He was really unexpected how the more than 100,000 Western Xianbei people living on the grassland could survive one winter after another.

Although he still doesn't agree, Wang Hou also understood a little why during the Five Barbarians invaded China, the nomadic peoples on the entire grassland were invading the Central Plains in groups. In this era, the living conditions were too bad!

Fortunately, at least this year, the environment for survival on the grassland has improved a little. Later environmental protection organizations probably don’t know how many stamps it should be stamped on Wang Hou’s head. The raw coal provided by the Huns, and the entire urban area was filled with wisps of coal smoke. Not only inside the city, but outside the city, there were countless dim coal smoke rising into the sky, and a layer of dust emerged from the snow. 652 Literature Network

What I received was the rare warmth on the grassland! Really! The Xianbei people who could only burn dried cattle and sheep manure in previous years were all warm and wept this winter.

However! Even if there is coal burning, the felt bag made of cattle and sheepskin is definitely not as warm as the five-story building in the city. It is located in the middle of the city. Wang Hou has also repaired it according to the Xianbei Shanyu Palace required by Ke Bineng. However, he adhered to the tradition of the Xianbei people and brought more than a dozen Xianbei people with forty-eight surnames, Ke Bineng still lived outside the city.

Still! Human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Even Ke Bi Neng didn't expect that the arrival of something suddenly interrupted his abacus of insisting on tradition to maintain his authority!

In early December, the heavy snow stopped! The entire grassland city came alive. Whether it was staying, the 10,000 Youzhou Rong soldiers in Maodong in the collective dormitory, the Liaodong Brigade in the four military camps in the southeast, southwest and northwest of the city, or the Xianbei employees of the milk powder factory and the wool factory were all pulled up. They took shovels to clean the heavy snow and restore traffic. Many Han people living in other wild areas took the opportunity to initiate natural disaster money.

Xianbei people have at least two or three million livestock, and many of them have frozen to death these days. However, in winter, the frozen animals are not corrupt. If they peeled the skin and the internal organs are gone, they are a good piece of frozen meat! In the past, the frozen animals will be buried in the snow. They will eat a little bit in winter and cannot finish them until spring. Most of them will rot. But now there are Han people! These frozen meats are rushed to Bingzhou through the Jiuyuan Straight Road, and even sold to the south to Yecheng, Jizhou, to sell them for a good amount of money!

Just as Wang Hou was dragging his big nose, acting as the city brain, commanding the busy circles everywhere, outside the city, a loud trumpet suddenly rang out. He couldn't help but feel excited, and he ran up to the west wall without caring about slipping.

On the Chilechuan grassland, which has become a snowy country, there have been densely packed teams leading camels, cattle and horses, and rushed back from the grassland with difficulty.

Wusun Caravan!

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"Welcome to the lord, Wang Shuang is lucky to fulfill his mission!"

After entering the city, five hundred years ago, the hero Wang's eyes were a little insufficient! When he set off, Guihua City was still a semi-finished product, with dust spreading everywhere, but now it has been completely formed. The buildings are very different from the Central Plains. The five-layer small fields with white stones inlaid in cement with patterns made him stunned. The members of the caravan who finally rushed back from the Western Regions were also stunned.

Wang Hou didn't even have to ask whether the caravan was going smoothly, because it was definitely not going smoothly. There were 2,170 people when they set off, and only 1,95 when they came back! A lot of animals were also lost, and a lot of new purchases were purchased! Among the crowd, there were more than 100 wounded people!

But Shang! It must have been done. The caravan brought back the box and the bags changed. Under Wang Shuang's guidance, he opened the box casually, reflecting the sunshine. A layer of golden light suddenly shone so bright that Wang Hou's eyes couldn't help but squint.

His favorite metal, gold!

In the afternoon! If you don’t go into the city, you have to go into the city! The Shanyu Palace, which imitates yurts in the middle of the city, was burned warm by carbon fire, and sat at the top with Ke Bineng. The Han shareholders sat on the left and Xianbei shareholders sat on the right. As people lifted the treasures and goods from the caravans into the middle, everyone's eyes couldn't help but lit up.

Make a lot of money!
Chapter completed!
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