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chapter five hundred and ninety nine.

This is how politics is played, just like a president with a big face in later generations who made some irrelevant rumors to attract fans and disrupt the situation. People’s hearts are the core of politics!

Wang Hou is very good at Guihua City now! Whether it was borrowing the West Wind or the dividends from Guihua City before, he, the Han people, gained a great reputation among the Xianbei people, but this reputation still has a lot of water. It can be seen from the results of Wang Hou and Kebi's tug-of-war! None of the forty-eight surnames followed his invitation to move into Guihua City, and only the same small characters such as Huhetai have won for him!

However, as soon as this import and export trading company was opened, no matter what tradition was not traditional, many important figures who participated in the twelve divisions of the Western Regions caravans moved into the city, and they scored enough heavyweights to stare at the trade!

This is the strong influence of the economic foundation to determine the superstructure. A few thousand people in a nomadic family may not be able to earn these hundreds of taels of gold in a year, and boxes of cloth and spices. However, a hundred people join the caravan and invest in some goods. They can easily buy it for millions a year, and even more!

Kebi Neng was born and the Xianbei people from other Xianbei families were loyal to him because he was strong and could not beat him. The second point was particularly important that he could bring Xianbei people into the pass and loot supplies to supplement the family's income, and the distribution was fair! But now, the money earned on the Silk Road trade has exceeded what Kebi Neng brought to them.

Even if you have no feelings for Wang Hou, a Han official, you will always feel the same as Yinzi!

In this case, Wang Hou was too idle in winter. He continued to find ways to find money and then bribed these Xianbei tribes one by one.

A saying in later generations is well said, if you want to get rich, build roads first, give birth to less children and more trees! This one was fully implemented by Wang Hou! It is estimated that the fertility rate of Xianbei people will be reduced this year!

In the cold winter, everyone in the tent hugged each other to keep warm, with their bodies close to each other, so close that their brother-in-law and sister-in-law could only get an electric spark..., cough cough cough cough.

But this year! There was coal first, although it was still quite cold, but I stayed in the felt bag and baked with a cast iron stove with an iron chimney in the middle, so I didn’t have to hold it together to keep warm. In this way, many Xianbei sisters were a little resentful.

Then, as soon as the snow stopped, surrounding the tent area where the Xianbei people lived, the damn Han people grinned and started yelling with this big copper-skinned trumpet.

"It is better to make money by moving bricks at home than building sweet potatoes on construction sites. Two hundred a day, five hundred a day, three days, three or five days, and go home to drink Maotai! The quota is limited, first come, first served!"

On this side, I just raised my feelings with my sister-in-law. The Han man was yelling and giving all his interest. The loudspeaker was scraped, and the Xianbei people in the felt bag were "angry" and grabbed the old sheepskin coat and ran out.

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If Wang Hou had used wine as a salary, he would have been recruited by all people, no matter whether it was milk powder farm or wool textile farm. The nomadic people on the grassland's appetite for wine was beyond people's imagination. Since the opening of the tavern in Guihua City, it has been filled every day!

In fact, no wonder, first of all, the terrifying premature death rate in this era, the average life span is only 35 years old, which means that middle-aged people may be slack at any time! The pressure of survival is high, so naturally they are willing to drink to drown their sorrows.

Moreover, even if the pressure of survival is eliminated, the cold weather forces people to come and warm their stomachs from time to time. Even the Liaodong Army has become a military supply, let alone the Xianbei people!

So compared to wine, what is my sister-in-law?

Moreover, Wang Hou’s job is quite simple. He fetched a bucket of water in the Dahei River, then ran to the place where the Liaodong army planted the flag and sprinkled it! Then he could pour a cup of hot wine from the stove here and pour it happily.

What is this to do?

Of course, it’s Wang Hou’s third move, Ice Road!

Pour water on both sides to form a smooth road with high and low on both sides. If you hire Xianbei people to pour water and buckets of water, you can do more than 100 miles a day, go straight to Liaodong, go south through Jiuyuan, and head straight to Bingzhou.

When will the best sales of spices be! In this winter, it is summer. The rich grandchildren in the Central Plains can gather outdoors, make sour poems, and then have a field fight and drink wild wine. But in the middle of winter, you can go out and try it out in the snow and ice, and you will freeze your grandson to death!

But at this time, the good incense is burned indoors, and then a beauty is found to play the piano and make a sound, and then three or five friends are invited to look at their legs... Bah! Talk about everything and criticize current affairs! It is very shameful!

Not only burning incense, but also spices are the hottest at this time, and there is no vegetables in winter! Apart from salted radish, there is no more food to serve. Correspondingly, the gentry also eats more meat.

But is the meat really delicious in this era? The answer is really no! There is no acid removal technology now. You can kill the pigs, wash them cleanly, throw them into the pot and still smell a little pig! So in the Middle Ages, a piece of pepper was equivalent to a piece of gold, and Western nobles could only use this spice to suppress the odor that was difficult to eat.

Similarly, in ancient China, pigs were eaten by inferior people, sheep were eaten by officials and rich people of the gentry, and Su Dongpo really had no mutton, so he had to invent Dongpo pork!

Before, Wang Hou's big black pot had greatly enriched the dining tables of the Han Dynasty. Now, Mr. Cao doesn't need to cook the meals with jars. If you have nothing to do, you can get a scrambled egg with melon slices! If you send the imported batch of spices to Yecheng at this time, you will definitely make a lot of money.

Moreover, it was something that Kebi Neng didn't want to see! The Xianbei people were once again ordered by Wang Hou!

People are all inertial. If they obey the command of the Han people once, twice, and three times, they will get used to the fourth, fifth, and sixth time!

But he didn't want to do so, so he couldn't bring out 100,000 jars of wine to his subordinates.

There was more than Ling Kebi who didn't want to see it! Wang Hou had planned it long ago, right next to the Shanyu Palace. Before the winter began, he repaired the office building of a three-story import and export trading company. A circular dome was built in the middle, which looked like a white palace.

To the east of this house, there are more than fifty desks in the spacious classroom. More than fifty young Xianbei people each have a big abacus on the blackboard. An old pedan wearing crystal glasses at the bottom of an expensive wine bottle was shouting calmly.

"I get one, one, one, two, two, two, two, four! I will study hard for the old man. If the numbers are not good, the calculations will be bad. The money of your tribe is lost!"

As he said, in these tribes, they either have the eldest son or the younger son. They have the right to speak or inheritance. Now they all have to follow the tribes in shame and write notes.

This is a good situation! In history, the Xianbei people who invaded China first invaded the Central Plains and became the masters of the Han people. They had steamed buns and buns offered by Han serfs to eat them, and then they began to be sinicized. The purpose of the Xianbei people was also how to better rule the Han people!

But now, Wang Hou is like pulling a donkey with a mill and hanging a carrot in front of the donkey's head, hooking them up with them and taking the initiative to learn culture and Chinese!

Once these Xianbei people have learned it and are used to doing business, then in terms of their living habits! These Xianbei people parted ways with their relatives who were grazing on the grassland, achieving the goal of Wang Hou splitting the Xianbei!

However, even though everything is going well now, Wang Hou is still not satisfied.

In the lively restructuring of this Guihua City, without knowing that Wang Hou had just received the return of the Western Regions caravan, and Wang Hou actually ran back to Liaodong quietly!

On the edge of Liucheng, a large courtyard completely enclosed by high walls, a large group of Liaodong troops stationed here, guarding them with covetous eyes.

The courtyard is full of big shots! The old talisman Yu Ji and Yu who practice Taoism in Penglai Mountain are actually here, and not only him, but half of the alchemists who can be named in the Great Han talisman world have come.

And in the two-story high factory building, a dark pig iron giant stood there!
Chapter completed!
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