I am one year older than Chongzhen

Chapter 13 Don't Go Hungry

Huang Yi said: "Don't cry, don't cry, tell me about the situation here, are there any other Han people here?"

"There should be a dozen or twenty."

"Are they all the same as you?"

"Almost, some were bought, some were snatched."

"Hey! That's not right! There are probably half of the people here who look like slaves. Why are there only ten or twenty Han people?"

"The Mongols often fight, and those who are defeated are also slaves. There are indeed many."

"Oh, I see!"

Huang Yi chatted with Zhang Shi again, and the two became a little familiar. They didn't need to pause every word when they spoke, and the speaking speed was basically close to normal.

Zhang's mother and son have been living in the prairie for seven or eight years, and the prairie has been as restless as ever, and there are always wars.

Three years ago, Hedan Bateer's tribe wiped out the tribe that bought Zhang's mother and son for the last time, and they became spoils of war.

At that time, the leader of the tribe was not Hedanbaatar, but his father.

However, sooner or later they would have to pay it back, and this tribe was also attacked by other tribes. The most tragic battle was because more than a dozen Jianzhou Jurchen participated.

This tribe suffered a great loss, killing more than 50 warriors and seriously wounding more than [-], including Hedan Bateer's two older brothers.

In that battle, both Hedan Battelle and his father were injured, the difference was that his father died of serious injuries, and he survived to become the new leader of the tribe.

However, due to the heavy loss of soldiers, Hedanbaatar's tribe went downhill and was always plundered by other tribes.

For this reason, Hedanbaatar's tribe kept migrating to the southwest, but they did not dare to go to the southeast, because building slaves was too cruel.

Twenty days ago, Hedan Battelle left the tribe with seven or eight warriors in order to hunt down a few knights who came to spy on the tribe's migration path. So far, two warriors have not returned.

Now there are less than 60 string controllers in the Hedanbaatar tribe, and there are less than 370 young and middle-aged people who can charge and kill on horseback. The total population is more than [-].

You must know that this tribe had a population of close to 1000 three years ago, and more than [-] string controllers.

Mrs. Zhang always said that the two of them were fatal. Because they didn't know where to flee, they didn't flee when they found that the tribe was under attack. They just found a place to hide and survived.

Those who snatched the horse and escaped often did not have a good life, and most of them were killed.

Huang Yi is not familiar with history, but he is quite familiar with what happened in the end of Ming Dynasty.

Because he likes to read novels about killing Tartars and building slaves, he deliberately read the history of the Ming Dynasty. He has read the "15 Years of Wanli".

I have also watched "60 Years of Ming Dynasty and Qing Dynasty", "Yongzheng Dynasty" and "Kangxi Dynasty".

At this time, the Mongolian tribes were not so luxurious that they could eat three meals a day, but two meals a day.

In fact, in the Ming Dynasty at this time, only some places in Nanzhili could have three meals a day, and most places could only make do with two meals.

Those places that rebelled were because they couldn't even eat a thin meal.

Han people are the easiest to manage, as long as they can eat one meal a day, even if they are so thin that they can't starve to death, they can't rebel.

well!Three parts are natural disasters, seven parts are man-made disasters, and seventy to eighty percent of the Han people will die in the next world.

The times are different, the hierarchical feudal society is different from the new China where slaves have been eliminated, and there are not many slaves who are loyal to their masters.

Zhang's mother and son were indeed destined to survive in such a harsh environment. Huang Yi needed a lot of manpower, so he decided to start with Zhang's mother and son to take care of them.

The mother and son don't need to solve the human rights issue at present, but to solve the stomach problem, and they can't let them go hungry again in the future.

Hedanbaatar's tribe is relatively poor, and more than half of them are pale and emaciated. It can be seen that the saying that the landlord's family has no surplus food is correct here.

Mrs. Zhang has already told what she knows, and also explained Huang Yi's current family background.

In order to repay his life-saving grace, Hedanbaatar not only gave up a yurt and some necessities that belonged to him.

He also gave two cows and dozens of sheep, and asked his woman to bring a bag of coarse grain noodles, three bolts of coarse cloth, a tea brick, some salt and so on.

The prairie is rich in cattle and sheep, but almost no rice or wheat is produced. Rice and noodles are very precious food.

Coupled with the famine and military disasters everywhere in Daming, Jiannu robbed, murdered and set fire in Liaodong, the prairie, and even Daming Pass, it is conceivable how rare this bag of rough noodles must be.

The coarse cloth and tea are of course products of Ming Dynasty. Huang Han guessed that three bolts of coarse cloth and one tea brick might need a cow in exchange.

Huang Yi was not stupid, he understood that the cattle and sheep sent by Hedan Battelle should not be kept for slaughter and eat meat, at least half of them should be kept for calving to graze next year.

Of course, Hedan Battelle didn't think Huang Yi could do the work of herding, so the cattle and sheep he gave were barely enough for two servants to work on.

This family background allows Huang Yi to have a full meal alone, and it is an eye-opener for two servants to be half-starved and half-fed.

How could it be possible for Huang Yi to let the people who followed him not have enough to eat?
He asked Zhang to call Huang Dayong to have breakfast together, and said that he had something to discuss with Huang Dayong.

Mrs. Zhang served Huang Yi a bowl of milk tea and went out after taking a few pieces of cooked yellow mutton.

Huang Yi looked at the pot, and there were only two small pieces of yellow mutton left.

When Zhang Shi and Huang Dayong came in, Huang Yi immediately asked Zhang Shi to cook some more yellow mutton, because he remembered that there should be no less than ten catties of dried yellow mutton.

But Mrs. Zhang didn't do it, she said: "My lord, the past two years here have been difficult. It is already a blessing for the servants and mothers to have a piece of mutton to eat. I dare not expect more."

"If you don't have enough to eat, you won't have strength. I still count on you to do things! Follow the order and cook at least another two catties."

"If you can't eat like this, you won't survive the spring famine next year!"

"Don't worry, I can hunt. I can hunt a lot of yellow sheep, red deer, and roe deer. These are the half-roasted yellow lamb that I want to preserve."

Huang Dayong said: "Master, the young ones can also hunt, but the young ones don't have bows and arrows." As he said, his big eyes looked at Huang Yi's spoils, the two bows and arrows.

Huang Yi asked suspiciously, "Do you know how to shoot arrows?"

"Should be, but I haven't shot a few times."

"That's right. Archery looks simple, but it's not easy to shoot accurately."

"I know, if I have a bow and arrow, I will definitely be able to practice the hundred-step piercer."

"I see, you want a bow and arrow, right?"

"is it okay?"

"That's great, you can choose a bow later, but I can't teach you because I don't know how to shoot an arrow. But I can teach you how to write Chinese characters."

"Thank you for your grace!"

"Let's not talk like this in the future, it's too awkward."

"Master, you can say what you want the younger one to say."

"First of all, you have to change your mouth. Don't talk about a small one, Mrs. Zhang, and don't talk about a servant girl. How comfortable are you, me, and him?"

Mrs. Zhang felt that there was no way to be unruly, so she said, "Master, servant girl..."

"Stop it, don't shout like that in the future, you are you, don't be a servant just by opening your mouth."

"I, I, master..."

"That's right, how old does my master look?"

"The master is not old, he looks like a dragon and a tiger."

"Really?"

"My lord, I don't know if this servant should say something or not?"

"Why do you call yourself a slave again? Let's be honest, we will rely on and trust each other in the future."

"The servant girl thinks that the master can't say such things in the future?"

"What kind of words?"

"You said that you are one year older than today!"

(End of this chapter)