Poor family mother and son

Chapter 154
The caravan stopped on the spot, and the lads jumped into the water, stabbed the water with their spears, and threw the fish into the local half-sized canoes, or tossed ashore.

Amudong instructed them not to go to the deep water. He said that the river was formed by the melting of snow on Baishan and Yujing Mountains. Dare to go deep.

Young people are always easy to deal with. The local middle-aged and middle-aged boys were attracted by the caravan's spears, and soon there was a topic. They used the harpoons made of poplar wood in their hands to use the caravan boys' spears, and the two sides quickly became lively. stand up.

Chu Yuan led everyone to unload a few pots and some iron mesh grates from the carriage, and prepared to cook for a while.

At this moment, Chu Qing was attracted by the red willow flowers on the bank.

Against the backdrop of the emerald green Populus euphratica forest, the pink willow flowers grow freely one by one, clusters, slices, and rows; the thick Populus euphratica is either surrounded or possessed, Guard by their side.

They are either clinging to each other, or independently, surrounding the river bank, as if they are staring down at the reflection in the water.

They grew up together and grew up together, this scene somehow made Chu Qing's eyes blush.

Xiaobao's wow-wah yell brought Chu Qing back to his senses. The brat was holding a big carp. The carp was so strong that it thrashed around in Xiaobao's arms. Unable to stop, the excited little blushed, and shouted: "Where do you run away! Look at my master giving you a thunder god killing slap!" As he spoke, he slapped the carp's head for a while.

So Populus euphratica and red willow, Chu Qing immediately forgot all about it.Nothing is as interesting as Xiaobao!
Amudong smiled and looked at the young man flopping in the water, he went to the side and poked off some red willow branches, and made many sticks.

Chu Yuan and Zhuo Yao were already cutting up the fish with their daggers.The boys from the tribe came to help.They quickly built a fire, scaled the fish, cut it open from the belly, removed the internal organs and gills, flattened it and put it on a stick made of red willow, forming a large piece, and then set it up beside the fire Serve on the grill.

Chu Yuan and the others grabbed a few fish, chopped them into large pieces and threw them into the pot, along with a few pieces of dried mutton.

Amudong asked the boys to get some wild ducks to eat, and the boys ran away in a swarm.Chuqing still has a lot of bean cakes in the convoy, a large piece of round bean cakes, so that Amu

Dong thought it was also a kind of naan.

When Chu Qing roasted the bean cakes to smell the aroma, Amu Dong's eyes lit up: "It's delicious! What is this?"

Chu Qing gave him a few pieces, and Amu Dong also exchanged his baked naan for Chu Qing, and the two of them ate happily.

Soon Chu Yuan came over with two grilled fish, gnawed on one and handed one to Chu Qing.This fish tastes great with just a little salt and no other seasoning is needed.

Chu Qing took the fish and ate while walking, so he didn't care about the rules and manners of eating.She looked at the fires one by one, and when she saw whose fish was different from her own, she wanted to bring one. Soon, there were five grilled fish in her hand.

Xiaobao followed Chu Qing imitatively. When he saw wild duck eggs, he wanted two; when he saw river prawns, he wanted two skewers; when he saw rabbits, he wanted two pieces...

When they returned to their own fire, the two women exchanged tastes next to each other.The bean cakes were popular with the locals, who were leaving quite a bit.

Chu Qing didn't expect that what they wanted most was not an iron pot, not tea, not silk, but soybean oil!

However, Chu Qing's team didn't bring much fuel.This made Chu Qing regret it badly, because he was not well prepared.

Chu Qing left a jar of oil for herself, and gave the rest to them.

Amu Dong is their village head, very excited but also very embarrassed to express his gratitude, thinking that it is really unreasonable to take other people's things for nothing.

How can there be a free lunch in the world?Chu Qing looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

After dinner, it was still dark, and Amu Dong led the caravan to his village.It was only here that iron pots and kettles became popular.

Thinking about it, men usually only respond to the most intuitive things, such as soybean oil. The caravan fried rabbits by the river, and they found it delicious, so they liked soybean oil.

But back in the village, when women see iron pots, they are very rare.Only those who cook know the importance of the pot.

The locals don't usually use pots very much. The naan is cooked by digging pits in the sand, and the fish is cooked on the fire.Women are different. They make fish soup, and some waterfowl are more delicious when stewed.

Therefore, professional things have to be appraised by professional people.

Zhandui explained to them what Chuqing's caravan has, and they can buy or exchange things.The villagers have no money, just like herdsmen like Zhandui, they have no money and can only barter.

Iron pans, iron pots, flour, and soybean oil are all they want, but they don't have horses, cattle, and sheep, so they don't know what to exchange for them.

Chu Qing had been thinking about cotton for a long time, so she directly said that she needed cotton.Amu Dong was very embarrassed, and said: "We have planted cotton and wheat, but the harvest is very small, and we have to pay it to King Guli, we can't give it to you."

Who is King Guli?Chu Qing looked at Zhandui in confusion.

Zhandui said: "The king of Tuhuerte. Originally, Tuhuerte was only a small tribe, but they attacked many tribes and incorporated them. Then the leader of Tuhuerte was named King Guli, and was named King Guli. All the territories he conquered have become the king's territory, and now they are collectively called the Tuhuerte Tribe."

That should be called the Tu Huerte area is more appropriate.Chu Qing pondered in her heart.

There is little cotton, and they are unwilling to change it. This problem needs to be solved.

"What will you do if the harvest is not good and you can't deliver the cotton?" Chu Qing asked.

"You can pay money. But we don't have one, so if any village doesn't pay enough cotton, some people will have their hands and feet chopped off, or even skinned for public display."

Chu Qing and Xiao Bao Qiqi shivered.This is too cruel.

"Then what else do you have besides cotton?" Chu Qing asked again.It stands to reason that they should be counted as cotton farmers.But they let the cotton fields grow worms and went fishing.It seems a bit unprofessional in this way.

"We have nothing left. Originally, our ancestors didn't grow grains or herd livestock. They only lived by fishing in small boats. Later, the cotton here was favored by the king and appointed our ancestors to plant it. But no matter how much cotton was planted, we couldn't harvest it. How much." Amu Dong said.

"We still have to grow wheat, but we can't harvest much." Some villagers echoed.

"Then besides growing cotton, are you fishing?" Chu Qing asked again, why did she think such a life was too leisurely?Since you are poor, why don't you spend some effort on your life?

"No, we're going hunting."

That's right.You have to have both the main business and the side business to fill your stomach.

"What are you looking for?" Chu Qing asked again.She received marmot oil and fur from Zhandui and the others, but she didn't know what Tuhuerte had in their hands.

"We hunted a lot of things, see if you want to buy them." A woman said anxiously, they needed money, so seeing that Chu Qing was curious about the prey, she was eager to seize the opportunity.

Soon, the women brought the stocks in their homes: pika skin, Shache rabbit skin, wild boar tusks, and some beautiful bird feathers, horse antlers, and mink fur!There's even tiger skin.

There is also tiger skin, "Are there tigers here?" Chu Qing was curious, this is a desert.

"Yes, we have a kind of tiger here, which is very difficult to meet. There are fewer and fewer such tigers. There are big ants in the desert, which specialize in eating the afterbirths of cubs. will be eaten."

And mink!This is good stuff!Chu Qing saw that almost every household had mink fur.

Chu Qing touched the fur and couldn't put it down, it was all money!

Chu Qing understood that their men were actually very busy, fishing, hunting, and growing cotton and wheat, but women and children were relatively free.

Fortunately, with the help of Falcon, otherwise the men would be quite tired.

Chu Qing stared at their falcon again...

(End of this chapter)