In Qin Dynasty, the hero of the bright moon dominates the world

Chapter 435 Spices
golden city.

Longxi is windy and cold. Beyond the Great Wall, waters and forests are intertwined, and at the nodes of the long road, an isolated city suddenly protrudes.

The earthen city wall winds up and is not fully completed, and there are a large number of corvees around it that stop at noon.

Most of the city is low thatched huts, the connected dirt roads are rough, and the layout is also very chaotic.The residents of the city scattered their belongings in the yard and on the dirt road.

Some are fish and meat that are being dried, some are clothes that are being dried after washing, and some are utensils in clay pots... Although they are chaotic, they are full of newborn vigor.

Walking along the dirt road, the original Miyacheng district of Mokdu has been remodeled. At this time, soldiers guard the city gate.The water flows through the long bridge in front of the city gate and enters from the inside, where rows of soldiers' houses can be seen.Unlike the houses outside, the tight walls are strong enough to keep out the wind and cold, and the wooden roof can also prevent the penetration of rainwater.

Even in the cold winter, these houses are enough to provide a warm and comfortable living atmosphere.

Most of the people living in these barracks are Zhao Shuang's troops, all equipped with armor, guarding the city.

Next to the barracks, across a wall, is the government office, and there are not many people in sight at this time.

Further inside is the only building area in the entire city that is entirely made of tiles and stones, and it is also the most important storage area in the city.

Xin Zhao stood in front of a granary, and the soldiers were urging the slaves to move the dried fish and meat into the granary.Most of these concubines were soldiers and subjects of Mokdu, who were captured after the defeat.

War can create a large number of slaves, and among them, only a few can escape their fate.And these few people are mostly beauties with outstanding looks, handicraftsmen and people with special talents.

Xin Zhao took a step forward and entered the granary, where there were rows of freshly refined clay pots, which contained the freshly collected cow and goat milk.

Seeing Xin Zhao, a man with chestnut hair and a shiny face ran over with a smile, his face was full of flattery.

"grown ups!"

"Zhente, are these just collected milk from cows and goats?"

Zhente is a native of Guifang, with a humble background, afraid of the battlefield since childhood, but good at animal husbandry, and proficient in Qin people's words, he will come to trouble again.So naturally, he was ordered by Zhao Xin to domesticate the tens of thousands of cattle and sheep sold here from Yueshi.

"Yes, it was just collected this morning. I personally took care of it and supervised those lazy slaves who squeezed it out of the ewe's breasts. It's very fresh. Do you want to taste it?"

"I'm not used to drinking this stuff." Xin Zhao waved his hand, "The milk of these livestock is easy to rot, and most of the soldiers are not used to drinking it, so they can only sell it to the Hu merchants passing by in the city, but there are still leftovers. A lot, is there any way to deal with it?"

Really thought about it and said.

"You can learn from the Huns and make these into milk wine or cheese. In this way, they can be stored for a long time."

"Do you know these?"

"I have a few slaves under my command. They are all chefs who used to make milk wine and cheese for Mokdu."

"Okay, you do it as soon as possible."

Xin Zhao nodded and walked out.There are many granaries in the entire storage area, which store different foods. In addition to meat, there are also a large amount of grains and millet, a small amount of wine and sauces from Guanzhong, melons and fruits, spices, spices, etc. from Yuezhi. Salt……

Inside the granary, it is much cooler, it is the arsenal.Xin Zhao saw the Warehouse Chief coming towards him.

"How many granaries are used at this moment?"

"Thirty percent full."

"There will be a batch of grains coming from Guanzhong in the near future, so you have to be careful about stockpiling."

"There are more than [-] cattle and sheep outside the city, and the cultivated fields have also produced a little harvest. The hundreds of soldiers in our city alone can't use so much food and weapons. Why do you have to transport so much grain?"

"Your Majesty has an order. There are Xiongnu in the north, Yuezhi in the west, and the Qiang Hu. It is also outside the Great Wall. It should be stored and the city's defenses should be kept in case of accidents."

"promise!"

The entire storage area is divided into inner warehouses and outer warehouses. As a hub for trade operations, a large amount of goods will be temporarily stored in the outer warehouses of the storage area.

With one hundred carts of goods going west to Yuezhi, the outer warehouse was much empty.However, Xin Zhao is pinching the day, and the caravan should turn around.

A Chen Hou's horn sounded.

Xin Zhao boarded the high tower in the palace city, looking into the distance, the convoy of the brigade is being escorted by hundreds of soldiers, rushing here.The herdsmen along the way drove their cattle and sheep to avoid them.

Compared with when they left, the scale of the caravan has grown a bit. In addition to pack horses, there are many more camels.

"Are you finally back?"

Xianyang.

When the caravan returning from Yuezhi brought a large amount of exotic goods, there was a wave of buying goods from the Western Regions in Xianyang City.

The silk, lacquer plates, and bronze wares transported from Guanzhong to the Yuezhi were sold at a high price in the Yuezhi Royal City. The huge profits allowed the caravan to buy back furs, jade, medicinal materials, spices, and a dozen camels from the Yueshi and the Western Regions. After bringing a vine and a few melon seeds, there are still a lot left.

These goods were filled with one hundred cars when they went there, and they were transported back again, and soon entered Zhao Shuang's shop in Xianyang.

Changping Palace.

"Is this the spice?"

Mr. Changping smelled the contents of the small bag, and there was a fragrance.

Chang Wenjun was beside him, a little angry.

"This thing is more expensive than gold. Just such a small bag is worth one gold."

"Someone else bought it?"

"Follow me."

Chang Wenjun's answer made Changping Jun shake his head.

"It seems that Zhao Shuang has made a lot of money."

But Mr. Changping didn't care, he threw the small bag containing the best spices on the table at random.

"Zhao Shuang's power spreads all over the government and the army. The power of the family is not gathered together, but when facing us, they are always huddled together, and it is not suitable to move lightly for the time being. Zhao Shuang relied on this business route to stabilize the court. The strength of the clan, but once there is a change, without us, they will fight on their own."

"What do you mean brother?"

"Besides the Great Wall, the power of the Hu people is changeable. Today's King Yueshi likes Chinese things, so the trade routes are smooth, but if he changes to someone he doesn't like, Zhao Shuang is afraid that he will lose his family fortune."

"How long will it take?"

"Within a few years, there must be changes."

Changwen Jun didn't know why Changping Jun had such confidence, so he just listened to him continue talking.

"The next thing is the army. There are tens of thousands of heavy armor, and there are Zhao Shuang's men from top to bottom. Zheng Guoqu is about to be completed, and there will be plenty of food and grass in the future. Qin will send troops abroad. When the time comes, we can deal with them."

Chang Wenjun nodded, but saw Changping Jun's face was gloomy.

"The rest is in the rivers and lakes."

"Brother is talking about the Mohist school."

"There are already deep rifts within the Mo family, and Qin Mo and Yan Mo are at odds with each other. But the reason why the Mo family is maintained is all thanks to the giant six-fingered black man."

As he said that, Mr. Changping showed murderous intent.

"Once the Black Man with Six Fingers dies, the two factions within the Mohist School will inevitably split, and even become irreconcilable."

(End of this chapter)