Liu Bei: My younger brother is a deity.

Chapter 25 Foreign Customs and Traditions

"Han'er, are you... are you asleep?"

The dark figure approached Liu Quan's bedside, bent down, and asked in a low voice.

Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of nervousness, shyness, and an indescribable anticipation.

You could tell from her voice that she was a very young woman; her voice was like clear, bright spring water.

"No, who are you?" Liu Quan opened his eyes, his dark pupils staring straight at her, his voice indifferent, revealing no emotion.

"I...I am Xubu Xiangxiang, the daughter of Xubu Guduhou." The girl's voice was even lower, almost drowned out by the sound of the wind outside the tent.

Just as Liu Quan was about to say something, he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

He had night vision and was astonished to see that the girl had already taken off all her clothes, revealing her exquisite figure.

Then, her hot and fiery body crawled into Liu Quan's blanket and hugged him tightly.

The girl's skin was as smooth as satin, carrying the scent of sunshine and flowers from the grassland, which smelled wonderful.

Her arms were not slender, but strong and powerful.

Liu Quan's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed.

The image of the girl from earlier that day flashed through his mind.

She stood behind Xubuguduhou, wearing a lake-blue robe with silver ornaments that glittered in the sunlight.

Her gaze was like a sparrow stealing food, cautiously flying over, landing on him, and then quickly flying away.

Her fingers kept fiddling with the hem of her dress, a gesture that conveyed an indescribable innocence and charm.

I never expected that the girl who seemed so shy and timid during the day would be so bold.

He still remembered the thought that crossed his mind when he first saw the girl: this was also a body suitable for childbearing. Moderately broad shoulders, a wide pelvis, good physical condition, and abundant blood and energy. Overall assessment: excellent.

Liu Quan laughed. Whether it was his primal instinct for life or his sense of mission to spread the superior genes of humanity, he would not refuse the girl in front of him.

Moreover, even as an artificial human, he harbors the ambition to continue his own bloodline.

It is likely that due to excessive physical modifications or excessive physical strength, it is very difficult for androids to reproduce, but it is not impossible.

He began to make a move.

Like an explorer, slowly making his way through a land that no one has ever set foot on before.

The land was warm, moist, and full of life.

He crossed one mountain peak after another; he passed through one valley after another.

Every step was taken with utmost care, with a sense of awe and exploration.

Her body trembled slightly, like a flower bud swaying in the morning breeze, waiting for the moment to bloom.

That night, there was no rain on the grassland, only wind.

The wind comes from afar and goes to afar again.

It blows over hills, over rivers, and over the tops of felt tents.

It carries the scent of grass, the pungent smell of milk, the stench of horses' sweat, and the call of antiquity, drifting freely between heaven and earth.

The Book of Songs, in the section "Airs of Zhaonan: Grass and Insects," states:

The grasshoppers chirp and the locusts leap. Before I saw my lord, my heart was filled with worry. Now that I have seen him, now that I have met him, my heart is at peace.

I climbed that southern mountain to gather its ferns. Before I saw my lord, my heart was filled with anxiety. Now that I have seen him, now that I have met him, my heart is at peace.

I climbed that southern mountain to gather its wild herbs. Before I saw my beloved, my heart was filled with sorrow. Now that I have seen him, now that I have met him, my heart is at peace.

There is also the poem "Wild Grasses" from the "Airs of Zheng" section of the Book of Songs:

Wild grasses grow, glistening with dew. A beautiful woman appears, graceful and charming. Our chance encounter is exactly what I desire.

Wild grasses grow, glistening with dew. A beautiful woman appears, graceful and elegant. We meet by chance, and together we find happiness.

That's roughly what happened that night.

As the first hint of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon, the girl awoke from her slumber.

She touched the man's face beside her, a face that captivated her, then quietly slipped out of bed, dressed, and left the tent as quietly as she had come.

As the curtain fluttered, Liu Quan opened his eyes. He had left a copy of his own genes and a high-quality human fertilized egg inside the girl's body.

Approximately ten months later, the girl will give birth to a healthy human baby.

As for your own genes, that depends on luck.

Liu Quan and the caravan stayed in the Xubu tribe for five days. During these five days, Liu Quan and Xubu Xiangxiang cooperated tacitly every night.

Meanwhile, the other Han men in the caravan received the same hospitality.

Every night, Xiongnu women would come and go from Han's tent.

The men in the tribe, far from being annoyed, became even more enthusiastic upon seeing this.

This is a custom on the grasslands.

For tribes on the grasslands, their population is their most valuable asset.

With more people, a tribe can raise more cattle and sheep, raise more horses, fight more battles, and survive on the dog-eat-dog grasslands.

Life on the grasslands was tough; the survival rate of infants was low, and the mortality rate for adult men was high—they died in battles, while hunting, or from snowstorms.

Over the course of a year, the tribe's population not only did not increase, but often decreased.

"So," Su Shuang said slowly, riding on horseback on the way back, taking a sip of mare's milk wine, "whether it was the Xiongnu or the Xianbei, they all regarded 'borrowing a seed' as a very important matter. When guests came, they would have women from the tribe stay overnight, and if a woman could conceive, it was a great joy for the tribe. They not only did not feel ashamed, but also felt that it was a blessing from the gods."

Zhang Shiping couldn't help but mutter, "This is a bad custom... In our Han Chinese territory, it would be punishable by being drowned in a pig cage."

Su Shuang laughed loudly: "What do you mean by bad habits? I didn't see you refuse that Xiongnu woman back then."

Zhang Shiping blushed slightly.

He couldn't resist the temptation at the time; the other party was just too proactive, and just too... big.

Seeing Zhang Shiping's embarrassment, Yan Rou interjected, "The Central Plains are the Central Plains, and the grasslands are the grasslands. Different places have different customs and traditions. When we go to someone else's place, we should naturally follow their customs."

Yan Rou has been quite fortunate these past few days, as the wife of a distant relative of Xubu Guduhou serves him. Her husband died last year in a conflict with the Xianbei people, and she is now raising her two children alone.

That woman was probably the most magnificent of all the Xiongnu women in the Xubu tribe. When she walked, her breasts gave people the illusion that the earth was shaking.

Zhang Shiping looked at Yan Rou gratefully and said, "Brother Yan is right."

He then glanced at the spoils of this trip to the Southern Xiongnu: three hundred strong horses, three hundred cattle, and five hundred sheep. If they were transported back to the Central Plains and resold, they would yield a profit of more than twenty times the initial investment.

Of course, the lion's share belongs to that young man, Liu.

However, although he only took a small share, he also received a handling fee for selling horses, cattle, and sheep to the Central Plains on behalf of the other party, which was not a small amount.

"I'll come again next time!" Zhang Shiping made up his mind. "This is for the sake of the family, not to experience their bad habits."

That's right, Zhang Shiping will be Liu Quan's distributor in Central China from now on.

Of the horses acquired in this trade, Liu Quan will only keep the stallions and a few mares, while the rest will be sold to the Central Plains to earn more profit.

Raising horses is simply too expensive. With his and Abei's current financial resources, three hundred strong horses are already the limit.

Therefore, the only option is to sell horses while also raising more, making money while expanding the horse farm.

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