Emperor Ming Dynasty

Following the footsteps of the yamen servants, Leopard and dozens of people from the same clan came to the wooden shed outside the city, where several scribes sat and wrote.

"What's your name and surname?"

Leopard was taken aback: "Leopard, I don't have a surname."

"Oh, savages usually don't have a surname. According to the rules, just follow the surnames of hundreds of families. If you happen to be Miao, you can take the surname Miao!"

Only then did the clerk raise his head and look at the group of people behind him: "Are you of the same clan? Then they all have the surname Miao!"

"Let me tell you, people with the same surname don't get married, they have to go to other villages to get married, and they can no longer intermarry like before."

It took half an hour to register.

Fifteen households, number 64, all had their names, no one was an exception.

At the same time, each household has compiled a household book, which is in the same volume.

The carpenter on the side is making wooden signs non-stop, and then engraving, dyeing, and custom-made for the head of the household and adult men.

Since there is no need to collect small taxes, this ID card is mostly used for identification.

After that, a group of people were led to a land boundary, which was close to a mountain forest, overgrown with weeds, and close to a small river, which could be regarded as flat.

Looking up, it was empty, and only saw a village in the distance.

"You will settle down here from now on."

The petty official was full of irritability, pointing to the grassland and the jungle and said: "You try your best to reclaim it. I will come to measure it in a few years. Each household should not exceed a hundred acres. If it exceeds, you will have to pay more..."

After saying that, he left directly.

Leaving a stunned crowd.

Leopard was also dumbfounded.

What about food, salt, and houses?Why nothing.

Just when all of them were at a loss, a big man riding a donkey came slowly with a bag on his back.

He introduced himself as the head of Changxi Township, speaking a slightly awkward aboriginal dialect: "Our township is named after this stream, called Changxi, and more than a dozen villages drink water from the stream."

"Your river, which is half a foot long and wide, flows into the long stream..."

The leopard naturally asked the general how to live in peace, why there is no house, no salt.

Hearing this, the mayor laughed and said, "How can the yamen be so good, how can it be possible to give salt to the house, only the legendary Qi State can do it."

"The people in the yamen just give you a piece of land, and that's all you need to register in the yellow book. The rest is up to you."

The leopard said angrily: "Then say so, life is not as good as living in the mountains! Why are we going down the mountain!"

The mayor looked carefully at the barefooted people wearing animal skins, and said with a light smile, "With this yellow book and household license, you can go to the village fair, participate in the grass market, and even go to the county."

"You just came down from the mountain. You have hunted a lot of animal skins and horns. You can sell them in the grass market. You can make a lot of money. If you have money, you can build houses and buy salt."

"Money?" Leopard heard this familiar yet unfamiliar word.

In the forest, barter has always been the norm, and money is considered a fine decoration.

But he, who is used to going to and from the villages and stealing items, secretly heard a lot that money is the most important thing among Han people.

In his listening wall, how many fathers and sons brothers, wives and children, old and young, are all arguing because of money.

Seeing that everyone was still confused, the mayor pointed to the deerskin on the leopard and said:

"In the market, a piece of high-quality buckskin is worth one silver dollar. In the county town, it is one yuan and three to five cents. In Dayuan, it is two yuan. I heard that it is three yuan, more than five yuan when it is sold in Fujian."

"Deer whips are even more expensive. The thicker and bigger they are, the more expensive they can be sold, ranging from a dozen to dozens of dollars."

As he spoke, he took out a silver coin from his inner bag cherishingly, and let everyone see clearly:

"For this one dollar, you can buy fifty catties of salt, two stones of grain, or three chickens. You can even buy a set of tables, chairs and benches, plus a bamboo bed."

"It's like if you want to build a house, you can use cheap bamboo to build three houses for ten yuan."

With a metaphor, others were a little confused, but Leopard understood.

They can continue to hunt in the mountains, and then use the prey they catch to go to the market to exchange money and buy things at will, and they are no longer excluded as before.

Compared with those farmers, it was easier for these savages who had just descended from the mountain to exchange for money and settle down.

It was precisely with this in mind that the yamen settled down at will without giving any help at all.

They didn't plan to give either.

"Half of the villages in the village are settled like you, and the hunting money is used to fill the land reclamation. It will be fine in two or three years..."

The mayor was rambling, spreading the news about how to settle down, and then said: "Although the tax has been exempted for five years, the corvee is inevitable. Every year, except for the busy farming season, I will be transferred to work for one month, repairing roads, repairing rivers, etc. Don't worry. There is no money for food."

"If you encounter any difficulties, go to the next few villages, they are also savages..."

"If you have money, you can buy everything. You can have cows, and you can also have houses..."

Seeing that he was so careful, the simple and honest leopard directly gave a deer whip as a gift, so happy that the village chief smiled, and the fat on his stomach trembled:

"I knew that you people on the mountain are simple and honest, much better than those treacherous people."

As he spoke, he generously took out a bunch of hatchets from the donkey's back:

"With this thing, at least I can build a shed today, so I can't get out of the rain."

He showed a sly smile: "One buckskin, one buckskin, or two deer whips."

Leopard was surprised, and then smiled happily.

Even in the period of the Dadu Kingdom, it did not reach the Iron Age, which is why the Han Chinese crushed them.

If it weren't for the complex forests and dense insects and snakes, many tribes would have been wiped out long ago.

"No, it's too expensive." Leopard looked embarrassed: "I heard people say that the hatchets in the market only cost a penny..."

The mayor's smile stopped abruptly.

Damn, how does this savage know so much?
"One buckskin and three knives." Leopard said sincerely.

"Yes." The mayor smiled.

Immediately, he took out an iron pot, salt, and a bag of ten catties of rice from the donkey's rucksack.

These are urgently needed things. After talking about the price, both parties returned with satisfaction.

Leopard exchanged ten deer skins, one deer whip, and one wild boar skin for ten hatchets, a large iron pot, ten catties of rice, and five catties of salt.

It's not a loss, but the Leopard needs it urgently.

The business was over, and the donkey was carrying the goods on its back. The village chief smiled happily:
"What's your last name?"

"Miao, the word Miao was taken."

"That's Miaojia Village." The township head said cheerfully, "From now on, your place will be Miaojia Village."

Ten catties of rice was boiled in the pot with bacon, and the aroma of the meat was overflowing, and everyone's stomachs were full after eating.

The next day, Miao Bao went to a nearby village and exchanged bacon for several clay pots and some rice.

And that iron pot became the sole possession of him, the village chief.

The best bamboo house built here belongs to the village chief.

A large number of goods stored in the tribe were also exchanged for many things, including clothes, shoes, and pots and pans.

And the village chief always has the best one.

Unknowingly, public ownership gradually withered, and Miao Bao became the richest person in the village.

……

Yue Kingdom, Gusu City.

Since the land of Ezo became Yue State, Fukuoka City was changed to Gusu, under which there were Wu County, Wushang County, Shangyu County, and Yuyao County, and the huge Yue State had only five counties.

The same is true, in addition to the Han people, Koreans, Jurchens, Japanese, and Ainu people, the Yue Kingdom accepted them correctly, and the land allocated was extremely generous:
Each household has [-] mu, which is one town in Japan, or about ten days.

This is not to blame for its large area. It is really bitter and cold in the country of Yue. The location is almost the same as that of Heilongjiang City. The land is barren. Without a certain amount of land, it is impossible to support people.

Therefore, in addition to the [-] mu of land, the same area of ​​grassland will be allocated to raise cattle and sheep.

Over the past few years of migration, the population of Yue State has exceeded [-].

The big ship berthed at Ping'an Port Wharf, and a big-bellied lucky boat stopped slowly, and then a long ladder was put down on the trestle, and trembling people came down one by one.

The shabby sackcloth on his body could not stop the howling cold wind at all.

In September, the country of Yue has reached the end of autumn, and winter is coming, more than a month earlier than Japan.

This group of small civilians, trembling down, stood on the flat pier, each with expectations and fears on their faces.

Standing in the crowd, Hachiro bent over, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, while looking around, hoping to get more information, so as to ensure safety.

"follow me!"

At this time, a group of big men came over, so that the group of trembling civilians were taken away and came to a row house.

A row of Kang, three feet above the ground, is very different from Japan.

Hachiro, with his wife and children, looked at all this in fear. Like everyone else, he felt uneasy.

As a commoner in Japan, he didn't have a surname at all, so he could only stick to his ancestral land and struggle to survive under the three lords and seven peasants of the vassal state.

The biggest dream in life is to eat a meal of white rice.

A drought caused them to be sold to this foreign country by the feudal lord, just like livestock.

Suddenly, he smelled a fragrance in his nostrils.

"Father!" The son held his hand, raised his head and said, "It seems to smell like rice..."

Hachiro thought he was delusional, but who knew that everyone was like this, smelling vigorously with their noses, and they all said it was the smell of rice.

In an instant, several large buckets of rice were carried over by a group of soldiers, steaming.

Then there is a bucket of dried radish and a bucket of salted fish.

"Everyone has it, don't fight over it."

Hachiro's family picked up the wooden bowl, picked up the sweet and soft glutinous rice with their hands, and poured it into their stomachs vigorously.

The salted fish and radish on it were too late to eat.

You can add more after eating.

After eating five bowls of rice, Hachiro felt that his stomach was bursting, so he had to stop.

"Asshole, that's enough, don't eat it, do you want to become a Buddha?"

At this time, several men were still pulling the wooden bucket, scooping up the rice with their hands and delivering it to their mouths.

The big men started kicking and fighting, cursing and pushing away, and this farce ended.

Many were crying and throwing up.

Because they couldn't eat anymore, but felt sorry for being forced to spit it out.

Even a samurai cannot eat rice several times a year.

How can the farmers who eat bran swallowed vegetables not feel distressed?

"Don't worry, His Royal Highness Yue Wang is your master. From now on, there will be rice and rice, and you can eat it every now and then..."

"In Japan, you go to seven gongs and three people, or even eight gongs and two people, but in Vietnam, there are only three gongs and seven people. There is no need to collect any poll tax, as long as three gongs and seven people..."

"Every family has the Three Anti Lands, and their life is more comfortable than that of a samurai..."

And not far away, a Japanese samurai dressed in Wufu, with Tsukishiro hair and a felt hat, looked at all this and couldn't help but click his tongue:

"Is the country of Yue so rich?"

"Why should a group of untouchables take care of them like this?"

"You have a lot of untouchables in Japan, but what Vietnam lacks most are untouchables."

At this time, the man accompanying him chuckled lightly and said, "It's bitterly cold in the country of Yue!"

Zong Yizhen has a very good attitude towards Masatoshi Hotta in front of him.

In addition to his good looks, what's more important is that this Waka Nianyose was born under the surname of the Japanese general Tokugawa Ietsuna, and he may become a veteran in the near future.

At this time, he is the Lord of Furukawa.

This time he was sent to Vietnam by order of the general. In addition to discussing trade, he also planned to intervene in the matter of slave trade on a whim.

He is upright and capable, so he is naturally respected by Zong Yizhen.

So I brought him here to find out the truth about the slave trade.

"Our country is short of people. Not only Japan, but even North Korea will recruit people. Japan has many vassal states, and it is inevitable that there will be disaster-stricken countries. Therefore, our country has exchanged food for some of the victims."

"This part of the victims can not only survive, but also save others with the food they exchanged for themselves."

"This is a matter of infinite merit!"

Masatoshi Hotta nodded: "That's all, let's do it this way, people's livelihood is difficult, and it's not bad to be alive."

"It's better than them making trouble."

Zongyi really smiled.

Accompanying Masatoshi Hotta, Zongyi Zhen took him around the Yue Kingdom, and was quite impressed by the magnificent Yue Palace:
"The architecture of the Tang Dynasty is exquisite and gorgeous, and it is really not comparable to our subordinate countries."

Japan has always called China Tangtu.

Entering the palace, he met the young King Yue.

Masatoshi Hotta knelt down to salute solemnly, then sat down on his knees with a serious face.

King Yue is only twenty years old, and he has been pampered for many years, making him look immature, but because of handling government affairs, he has become a little more mature.

"Your envoy is here, do you have any advice?"

The country of Yue is the prince, while Japan is the prince of the county, theoretically speaking, it is one level higher.

But King Yue's side concubine was from the Tokugawa family, and as the son-in-law of the Japanese king, he didn't dare to take it seriously.

"I heard that His Highness sells a lot of food, so Edo specially sent me to inquire..."

Masatoshi Hotta said respectfully.

It turned out that Yue State imported grain from North Korea and then resold it to Japan, earning not only the price difference, but also the gold and silver price difference. Although the grain price in Edo was flattened, it accelerated the outflow of gold and silver from Japan.

You must know that in addition to safety, Japan's closed-door policy is also to control the outflow of gold and silver and ease economic pressure.

Prices were high, and it was the Edo shogunate who suffered.

Hearing these words, King Yue blushed suddenly.

In the first half of this year alone, the country of Yue earned millions of silver dollars, and it was the price difference that allowed them to continue to immigrate.

(End of this chapter)