Jin Liangyu

"Is it that serious?"

"Yes. We still have God taking care of us here, and it rains a little every day, but there is no help from God over there in the Tatars. I heard from the scouts that many people are dying from the heat."

"It would be better if they are all so hot that they don't have to come to our place to harm others." Ms. Liang said it sincerely. The Tatars destroyed so many homes and injured so many lives of innocent people.

When the people of northern Xinjiang mention the Tatars, they grit their teeth and want to eat their flesh raw.

Little Linghu didn't care what was said over there, he held his stomach and muttered to Jin Liangyu.

"Hahaha, Xiao Yuyu, we are like God. No, I will die laughing."

"Shh, okay, others don't know but my parents do. You'd better stop laughing."

"Then what are we doing now?"

"Of course we'll clean up the battlefield and then divide the spoils."

"How do you divide the spoils?"

"I was just joking."

"Oh."

Jin Liangyu turned around and saw his grandfather leading everyone to clean up the battlefield, so he grabbed the little fox and ran towards the wild horses.

"Xiao Yuyu, what are you doing?"

"Of course it's you who collects the wild horses."

"Why brother?"

"Don't bragging also depend on your strength? Who else but you can collect these more than 300 horses?"

"Except for brother, they are too tired to do the rest."

"Isn't this the end?"

Little Spirit Fox: What else can it say? Just accept it!

The battlefield is still being cleaned over there, and the two uncles of the Liang family are also helping. They looked at the twenty-three horses and saw that they were all in good condition, so they discussed it with Jin Sheng with bright eyes.

“Brother-in-law, can you sell these horses to us?”

"Brother, do you want to buy a horse?"

"It's not that we want to buy horses, it's the garrison in Northern Xinjiang." Speaking of this, Uncle Liang didn't hide anything and told the current situation of the garrison in Northern Xinjiang.

"The overall capabilities of the northern Xinjiang garrison are pretty good, but they often lose when encountering the Tatars, mostly because we have few horses. My brother-in-law also said that no two-legged one can outrun a four-legged one."

"Well, this is a practical problem. And it is also a difficult problem that must be solved. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Daqi's army to win when it encounters the Tatars."

"Yes, because of this, Old General Shen is letting people buy horses everywhere."

"There are horses in Daqi."

"Daqi has horses, but Daqi's horses are not suitable for war horses."

Uncle Liang's words silenced everyone present.

Grandpa suddenly remembered the group of wild horses in the distance, but when he looked over, the group of wild horses were gone.

"Hey, where's the wild horse?"

Without needing an answer from the family, the grandfather thought of the last time the little spirit fox collected wild boars and wild goats, and looked at his granddaughter.

Jin Liangyu nodded and told his grandfather not to worry, it was just what the old man thought.

Old man Zhou held a hoe in his hand and looked at the small piece of something that looked like rice in front of him in trance.

"Dad?" Zhou Erlang walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Erlang, do you think this is rice?"

"Similar, but a little different."

Jin Sheng heard the conversation between father and son and came over to take a look, "This may be wild rice."

"In-laws, there is no water here, how can rice grow?" "In-laws, there is upland rice, and upland rice does not need to be planted in water."

"Is there still upland rice?" This was the first time Old Man Zhou heard about it.

“There is upland rice, but the yield of upland rice is not as high as that of rice.”

"Oh." Old man Zhou became more knowledgeable this time. "My dear, can you eat wild rice after grinding it into rice?"

"It should be possible." Jin Sheng didn't know either, but he thought that wild fruits could be eaten, and wild rice could be eaten when ground into rice.

"Then let's mark this place. When the rice is mature, we will cut it back and grind it into rice to see if it tastes good."

"That's a good idea."

Jin Sheng looked at Old Man Zhou's beaming smile and remembered something. He really wanted to ask Zhou Xiaobian, what were you doing when they were fighting?

Thinking about it later, for the sake of his son-in-law, he didn't ask anything.

Uncle Liang and Uncle Liang were still thinking together about how to get these twenty horses back.

Jin Sheng saw the reason and murmured a few words to the little spirit fox, who immediately gave him a piece of ecstasy grass. The little spirit fox not only taught him how to use the ecstasy grass, but also taught him how to use the storage bag to hold the horses.

Jin Sheng was so happy because he felt that this grassland could no longer accommodate him.

After feeling happy, Jin Sheng discussed with a few people, "How about we keep a few of these wild horses that we like and sell the rest to the Northern Xinjiang garrison?"

Jin Liangyu agreed: "It just so happens that they need horses and we need money."

"It's a win-win result, why wouldn't we do it." Ms. Liang was right. With so many wild horses, they were left to find buyers on their own. For a while, they really didn't know where to look.

Of course Zhou Erlang had no objection, he listened to his wife.

Grandpa Liang has no objections. This is a good thing and can help his two sons. He is happy to see it happen.

As for Old Man Zhou, he was enjoying himself around the small patch of wild rice and was not involved in this matter at all.

After everyone agreed, they began to study who would send these horses to the northern Xinjiang garrison camp.

No need to ask, Jin Sheng has to go.

Jin Liangyu was a little worried, so he asked the little spirit fox to follow him.

When the little spirit fox saw that he had been reused, he was in a very beautiful mood and immediately agreed.

"Now let's start picking horses." The little spirit fox released all the wild horses for everyone to choose.

Uncle Liang and Uncle Liang did not expect that there were two to three hundred wild horses, and their voices changed with excitement.

"so much?"

"We can't sell them all to you, we have to keep a few at home."

The best means of transportation in this era were horseback riding and horse-drawn carriages. I didn’t dare to think before that they had caught so many of them today, so they had to keep a few more for their own family.

"Yes, one for each person." Zhou Erlang liked horses, and he had already fallen in love with the tall solid black horse.

Jin Liangyu also fell in love with a white horse. It was all white and its white mane swayed with the ups and downs of its body. It was extremely beautiful.

Jin Sheng and Mr. Liang chose bay-red horses of the same color, and Grandpa Liang also chose a sturdy bay-red horse.

"Big, horse."

"Horse~"

On the little white boat, Dabao and Sanlang saw so many big horses for the first time, and the two little guys patted the windows excitedly.

"If Dabao and the others don't say anything, I will forget about the two children. Girl, do you want to choose a pony for Dabao and Sanlang?"

"Dad, let's choose one horse each. Even if they can't ride it, it's okay to take a look."

"Well, then you give them a choice."

"Okay." Jin Liangyu didn't understand horses and was afraid that he could not choose well, so he dragged Zhou Erlang to help him choose.

Zhou Zhoulang chose two ponies, one white and one red, for the two children. He also left four big horses, two males and two females. According to Zhou Zhoulang, they should belong to these two ponies. parents.