Emperor Ming Dynasty

Hu Tian is snowing in August, and when he is celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in Beijing, the remote Suiyuan Province is starting to prepare for the winter.

Jiuyuan City, which has been rebuilt one after another, has half of the wall repaired at this time, but it still resists the cold wind, which makes the herdsmen very happy.

After the establishment of Suiyuan Province, four prefectures were established, namely Guihua, Jiuyuan, Hetao and Dongsheng.

Among them, the barren Jiuyuan (Baotou) became the capital due to its location advantage, and large-scale city construction began.

After two years, due to the lack of materials and manpower, most of Jiuyuan City has been built.

Outside the thick city gate, a man was walking around the gate with his neck curled up, as if it would make him a little warmer. Together with other herdsmen and common people, he watched the battle outside the city curiously.

The grass gradually turned yellow, the cold wind swept through, and the dust filled the air, but it still couldn't stop the Ming army from going out.

Similarly, the herdsmen who were overwhelmed by this group of Ming troops could only wander outside the city, waiting for this group of people to enter first.

After this huge team entered the city, the other herdsmen slowly entered the city.

"Where's the sign?" There were two gatekeepers, asking questions in Mongolian and Chinese respectively.

"This—" Schaub was startled, and hastily took out a wooden sign from his pocket:
On the front, Jiuyuan Prefecture. West. Ninth Thousand Households. Shaobu.

On the back is written his birthday appearance.

This is an identity card, and it is the greatest achievement of registered households in Suiyuan Province. It is necessary to check the identity card when going to and from the city.

"Go in!" Seeing that the description was correct, the guard waved his hand,

"Schaub, why did you come here?"

"Meet an old wolf."

Shaub proudly pointed to the corpse on the horse and said with a smile, "This can be exchanged for a lot of money!"

"I guess it's worth some money." Na Risong glanced at it and stamped his feet: "Let's go, the house will be closed when it gets dark."

"what?"

Being pulled, the two came to a bustling street.

Row upon row of houses, shouts one after another, and flags fluttering in the wind, made Schaub unable to move his eyes.

The entire street was covered with pavements, and there were countless Mongolians and Han people coming and going, rubbing shoulders, and the two of them were sweating a little while walking among them.

Nari Song turned a blind eye to this, but Schaub was very surprised, looking left and right, it was not enjoyable at all.

This is the largest commercial street in Jiuyuan Prefecture. In addition to the shops run by the caravan, a large number of small vendors and ordinary herdsmen set up stalls on the street to gain popularity.

"Clay pots, salt, tea, iron pots, cloth, and even old clothes and blankets, so cheap..."

"It has everything, and there are quite a lot of things."

Schaub opened his mouth wide, feeling for the first time what it means to have ample supplies.

As long as you have money, you can buy anything.

"By the way, is your son Su He still sick?" Na Risong looked at his fussy look, suddenly thought of something, and asked abruptly.

"It's okay, I've asked the lamas in the temple to pray..." Shaub waved his hands indifferently.

According to Suiyuan's policy, every hundred, sub-thousand, and thousand tribes must establish temples and schools.

You don't even have to have a school, but you must have a temple.

"If you are like this, Su He can only look at the Buddha." Na Risong blamed: "There is a medicine shop in the city, you can ask the Han doctor to see it, and you will be fine soon."

"Later, let's go sell things first."

Schaub led the horse and pointed to the full panniers on both sides of the horse's back.

The two rushed to the largest store to sell.

The merchants in Jiuyuan Mansion have a tacit understanding that they will not easily break through the reserve price, but the price is not too low, for fear that the court will pay too little tax to settle accounts.

So the few mink furs that Shaub worked so hard to get were only sold for five silver dollars each, while the wild wolf skins were relatively complete, and the meat was added, which was counted as an extra, and sold for five cents.

As a result of the extra income for more than half a year, Schaub only got 20 yuan and [-] cents.

It looks high, but in fact the prices in Jiuyuan Prefecture are also high.

An iron pot weighing ten catties costs only five pennies in Taiyuan, but it sells for five silver dollars in Jiuyuanfu, ten times the price.

But in the eyes of Mongolian men, it is worthwhile to exchange a mink fur for a pot.

After all, it is good if someone sells it, and they are also picky.

"Salt is a penny a catty, grain is five yuan and a stone, cloth is three yuan a piece, and a piece of tea bricks (four catties) costs four silver dollars..."

Schaub listened to the price reported that day, and felt that he was too poor for a while.

"Is that expensive?" Na Risong said with a smile: "A piece of high-quality silk costs more than 50 yuan, and the most common iron knife costs five yuan. Jiuyuan City has a lot of fun, and your money is not enough to see it." .”

"I need tea bricks, I need salt, and Saihan is a big girl, she needs silk cloth to make clothes, otherwise she won't be able to get married, and she needs to buy some food for the winter..."

Counting carefully, all the money just now was spent in a blink of an eye, but Shaobu's eyebrows and eyes were full of joy.

It was getting dark, Na Risong took him home and entertained him with good wine and food.

"Hey, is this a Han Chinese house? We're not used to it. A yurt is better."

Seeing the spacious and bright brick house, Schaub was shocked, his eyes were full of envy, but his words were duplicity.

"A yurt is as good as a yurt, but a Han room is also as good as a Han room."

Na Risong raised his chin slightly, and proudly said: "No matter how hard the wind and rain are, they won't be able to rain on me."

"That Risong, then you will stay in the city from now on? Don't you want cattle and sheep?"

Schaub was puzzled.

"I eat the food of the Great Khan (referring to Emperor Shaowu), and I can get two stones of grain and two silver coins every month. I can get it."

Na Risong said proudly: "This big tile house was also sold to me at a low price. It only costs 20 yuan silver dollars, and you can buy more than 100 yuan if you want to."

"Is there any money to be a soldier for the Great Khan?" Shaobu was completely confused. Isn't it an obligation to serve as a soldier and fight a war?
"Of course." Nari Song said with a light smile: "The horse, sword, armor, and arrows are all issued by the imperial court. I just send someone..."

The arrogance in the words couldn't be concealed.

Schaub looked again at the beautiful clothes his family was wearing.

Looking at the table, there are two plates of meat, ten steamed buns, and a jug of wine.

"Meat is cheap here, not as expensive as food, so take your time—"

Looking at the gobbling Schaub, Na Risong's heart was full of luck.

Ordinary herdsmen don't eat meat a few times a year, and usually eat dairy products. Of course, he is very lucky to join the army.

Although the salary is low and the price is expensive, the imperial court distributes the grain and resells it for a profit.

There is really no way, but I can still buy meat with money. The price of meat is only [-]% of the price of grain. It is not a joke to be so poor that I can only eat meat.

There is no way, Jiuyuan has too little arable land to use it, so it can only be transported from Guihua City, five yuan and one stone is already very good.

The recruited more than [-] cavalry became the first batch of residents of Jiuyuan City.

But here, Zhang Guowei, the beleaguered governor of Suiyuan, returned to the mansion with a look of excitement on his face: "There are copper mines and iron mines in Jiuyuan Mansion, God help me!"

"It seems that the imperial court has to send money again."