Chapter 514 Lingyunzhi (seeking votes and subscriptions)

Thinking of the population, Luo Chong looked at the sorghum rice in his hand again, and his mind suddenly shuddered, pretending to be enlightened.

Yes, the Ling tribe used to make a living by collecting water chestnuts, fishing and hunting, and later with the help of the Han tribe, they also began to grow rice and raise waterfowl.

But they have been growing rice for less than a year, and this year they suddenly came to the Han tribe to sell sweet sorghum stalks. Let’s not talk about how much they sell every day, and they sell them for half a month.

If they were collected from the wild, would there be so much? Would it be so stable? Would it be so sweet? The answer is definitely no.

Luo Chong has tasted the sweet stalks sold by the Ling tribe. It is indeed sweet enough. There is no problem in using it to make sugar. However, except for honey and the root nodules of the man-eating tree, Luo Chong has never seen such sweet crops that can be planted. This shows that the sweet stalks they sell must be domesticated varieties that have been selected and bred for a long time.

If this is not the case, then the source of the sweet stalks of the Ling tribe and the population mentioned by Ling Yun do not match.

"He must have discovered a tribe growing sweet sorghum nearby, and there are quite a few such tribes. Their sweet sorghum was all exchanged. As for what to exchange, that's too simple. Whether it's the Ling tribe's own things or things exchanged from the Han tribe, any one of them will be a best-seller, and there's no need to worry about no one wanting it." Luo Chong thought with certainty.

In fact, although it's not as identical as Luo Chong guessed, it's almost the same. In fact, the cause of this matter can be traced back to last year.

Last year, the Ling tribe first knew that planting rice could provide a stable source of food. What's more coincidental is that they also knew that the rice seeds were found by Luo Chong in the swamp.

This opened a new door for the Ling tribe. After the bamboo raft technology matured, the Ling tribe continued to explore the depths of the swamp, one to catch wild ducks and bring them back for domestication, and the other to find other crop seeds.

God will not let down those who work hard. After more than a year, the Ling tribe really found other tribes that grow crops. There are also some tribes that grow rice, but compared with the farming technology and agricultural tools of the Han tribe, they are simply a world apart, and most of them are still in a semi-wild and semi-planted state.

On the other hand, in addition to rice, the most common crop is sweet sorghum. Sorghum is also a plant of the Gramineae family and is a relative of rice. It is not surprising that the two crops appear in the swamp at the same time.

At first, those who planted sorghum only knew that the seeds on it were edible and could be planted and harvested repeatedly. Of course, they also knew that the sorghum stalks were sweet, but not as sweet as they are now.

However, this is because the sorghum grown in the mud has too much water. Since it was brought back to the dry shore by the humans who discovered it and planted, it has been exposed to more sunlight and lost a lot of water. As a result, the sorghum stalks grown are sweeter, which is why the sweet stalks are now hot in the Han tribe.

After Lingyun's tribesmen found out about this, they personally went to the tribes on the shore several times, bringing some porcelain, white salt and cloth from the Han tribe as gifts. Lingyun was very successful in those tribes, and was treated as a guest of honor wherever he went.

Later, Lingyun also shared with them the planting techniques from the Han tribe, which made several tribes excited for a while, and they were even willing to take out sorghum seeds in exchange.

When Lingyun was a guest in these tribes, he also tasted the sweet stalks that they brought up, but it was sweet enough, but they did not have the technology to extract sugar, and could not preserve the sweetness. There were few people in his tribe, so they could not eat it all, and there was no way to preserve it, so in the end they could only watch the sweet stalks rot.

Lingyun saw it with his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but he did not know how to retain the sweetness, because the sweetness in nature was not easy to come by.

Originally, this matter would have passed, but in early summer this year, the Han tribe suddenly started a private ownership and currency trading system, making the original bartering more convenient. As long as you have money, you can exchange for everything. Correspondingly, other things can also be exchanged for money. After spending a week to figure out what money is, Lingyun immediately discovered a business opportunity.

The sweet stalks planted by the lakeside tribes could not be preserved, and they could not be consumed by their own people, so they could only rot in the end. However, the Han tribe had a large population and sufficient throughput, and this was a sweet thing. In this era of scarcity of desserts, there was no worry that no one would want it. The only worry was that there was not enough to eat.

So, a plan to purchase a large number of sweet stalks and then resell them to the Han tribe came to Lingyun's mind.

When the plan was implemented, it was unexpectedly smooth. The lakeside tribe had plenty of sweet stalks. Normally, if they couldn't finish eating them, they would just watch them rot. Now that someone was willing to exchange things, how could they not exchange them? Wouldn't that be stupid?

In this way, the Ling tribe easily exchanged all their sweet poles for a very low price, using a little white salt, porcelain bowls, cloth, iron pots and other items, and also asked the other party to cut the lengths, tie them into bundles, and help them move them to the raft, saving even the most time-consuming and expensive labor.

After these sweet poles were transported to the Han tribe, they could almost be described as a hit. The price was not expensive, about the same as a meal, and a sweet pole only cost five coins, which everyone could afford. In addition, it was still a rare sweet food. Multiple reactions came together and triggered a terrible chemical change.

The Ling tribe's sweet poles were sold out on the first day of sale. On the second day, there was a rare sight of long queues of people lining up to buy them. On the third day, there were already fights over the purchase of sweet poles. At this time, the officials of Liuyang County also began to intervene. If this matter had not been dealt with earlier, perhaps the people would have rushed to the shore to buy

them. However, making money is making money. Ling Yun's goal is not just this little money. What he wants is a transcendent status and power in the Han tribe. These sweet poles are just a means for him to test the attitude of the Han tribe and to attract the leader Luo Chong.

After thinking through all this, Luo Chong actually believed what Ling Yun said. The lake island is real, the population is real, and the large number of sweet poles is real. Ling Yun, this guy, is really likely to do what he said, but Luo Chong still has a question at this time.

"Since you have the ability to gather so many people and help the Han tribe occupy such a large area, why do you still want to join the Han tribe? Wouldn't it be better to gather those people and lead a large tribe than to be a county governor in the Han tribe?"

Luo Chong asked this question, naturally wanting to see if Ling Yun had any ambitions. Of course, he definitely had ambitions, otherwise he would not have asked Luo Chong for the position of county governor before he officially joined.

But what Luo Chong wanted to know more was whether this guy had the ambition to be independent. Ambition is not terrible. People who are too easily satisfied are not motivated, live in comfort and do not think about making progress. But if the ambition is too big and endangers the unity of the tribe, that's not good.

However, after hearing Luo Chong's question, Ling Yun also smiled helplessly, and then explained.

“No, no, no, you think too highly of me. What I just said is that if you can let me be a county governor of the Han tribe, I will be able to do these things. Without the strong support of the Han tribe, I can’t do these things with just a Ling tribe of a few thousand people.

First, we don't have the boats of the Han tribe, and the things that can be transported by bamboo rafts alone are limited. Second, we don't have as many products and technologies as the Han tribe.

Third, even if I can abandon the island in the lake and live on the land on the other side of the swamp, and gather tens of thousands of people along the coast, it won't take many events before they will disperse again and go their separate ways. "

"Oh? Why do you think so? Isn't there more strength in numbers?" Luo Chong continued to induce Ling Yun to jump into the pit, while observing his reaction.

"No, I heard that the Han tribe now has only tens of thousands of people, and it is not easy for the leader to manage them, and they need to be settled in different places. If I also build such a large tribe not far away, the leader will definitely not agree.

If the leader disagrees, even if I don't let the Han tribe come to fight us, I just need to stop trading with us. Then I have gathered so many people, but I don't have oxen, iron farm tools, vehicles, ships, cloth and animal skins, and salt.

Then these people who have been gathered together with great difficulty will eventually fall apart due to various conflicts, because they are not as comfortable as before, with food shortage, lack of clothes, and inconvenient transportation. These few things alone are enough to cause chaos in the tribe.

At that time, those small leaders may kill me and replace me. Finally, after a great chaos, the powerful tribe will redistribute the population and territory, and my Ling tribe will eventually disappear in the chaos. ”

“Tsk, this guy is really a talent” Luo Chong couldn’t help but complain in his heart.

From Ling Yun’s answer, it can be seen that he did have the idea of ​​proclaiming himself king, but considering the sanctions that the Han tribe might impose on them, and then a series of consequences, he knew that without the deterrence of the Han tribe’s strength, without the injection of materials and technology from the Han tribe, even if he could barely gather the population together, it would only cause greater chaos and eventually lead to disintegration.

“This person has profound insights, clear logical thinking, and keen observation of current affairs. As far as the current Han tribe is concerned, they are all the most outstanding first-line talents. Even the few county governors currently in Luo Chong’s hands may not be as good as this guy. With his talents, it is more than enough to be a county governor.

However, such a person is also ambitious. The ruler must dare to use him and have the ability to control him. However, Luo Chong is quite confident in himself and is not afraid of this guy's rebellion. In terms of knowledge, Luo Chong is thousands of years older than him. In terms of mind, Luo Chong has received nine years of compulsory education. In terms of reputation in the tribe, he is even more popular. "

With such a comparison in mind, Luo Chong agreed without fear. If it is handled properly this time, it may be a development opportunity for the Han tribe. The population of 50,000 is more than the current total population of the Han tribe. If all these people are moved out, it will be no problem to set up three more counties.

Thinking of this, Luo Chong could no longer sit still. He stood up and walked to the hall to pull Ling Yun up.

"I agree that you will bring the tribe to join, and I can also promise to give you the position of county governor. However, there is no vacant county governor position in the Han tribe now. You can only be the county governor of a new county, and you have to preside over the construction of everything in the new county.

As for the problem of recruiting people and settling new tribesmen, we need to discuss it in detail. There is also the location of the new county. The new county must not be placed in a swamp, because the limitations of that place are too large, not suitable for long-term residence and development, and not conducive to future expansion. The location selection will be discussed later.

There is also the problem of your name. I have given surnames to Lin Shu of Liuyang County and Shu Da of Ruyang County. Since you are also going to be a county governor, I will also give you a name.

You got the name Lingyun, which is a good name, but there is already a Ling surname in the Han tribe, a grassland man named Lingfeng. You are not from the same family, so it is better not to use the same word for the time being.

How about this, why not use your word Yun as your surname, and be ambitious, just call it Yunzhi.

The surname Yun is still unique in the Han tribe, and only your bloodline has it. In the future, you will be the first generation of the Yun family. "

"Thank you for the name, Chief, Yunzhi will work hard for the chief in the future and add a new county to the Han tribe as soon as possible. "

After a simple loyalty and naming ceremony, both sides confirmed their new subordinate relationship. From now on, everyone is a member of the same tribe. Luo Chong can now formally ask questions that were previously inconvenient to say.

Yun Zhi is not young. He can't remember exactly how old he is. He looks about the same age as Da Shu. They are both in their twenties, considered to be in their prime, and have a wife and children.

At this time, he officially became a member of the Han tribe and was valued by the leader. He really promised him a position as a county governor. Yun Zhi was a little excited. He was full of admiration for Luo Chong, the mysterious little leader, and he knew what Luo Chong was asking. It's true.

At Yun Zhi's level, people who can see through so many things have long understood a truth. For a behemoth like the Han tribe, the status of its leader is no longer determined by personal force. The management of the production and life of tens of thousands of people cannot be solved by force.

So for Luo Chong, a small leader who started from scratch, developed from dozens of people to tens of thousands of people, and expanded the territory from the cave to hundreds of miles, he still admired from the bottom of his heart. At least he knew in his heart that he couldn't do it himself. Even if he was allowed to rule the affairs of a county now, he had to have the support of the Han tribe behind him, otherwise he still couldn't do it.

"Yun Zhi, let me ask you, as far as you know, among the tribes that grow sorghum, oh, that is, the sweet stalks that grow red rice, how many tribes grow this, how many sweet stalks do they have, is it possible to get them all back at once?" Luo Chong drank a sip of tea water made by the Gaoshan people and asked Yun Zhi about sweet sorghum.

"Get it all back?! That's a lot. If they are not eaten in a few days, they will definitely go bad. Now is the season for the sweet stalks to mature, but in order to keep the sweet stalks fresh, I let them cut them in batches, a little every day, and cut more after they are sold.

If the leader sends more wooden boats, it should be possible to bring them all back at once, but

how can the leader keep these sweet stalks and prevent them from going bad? ! "

Yun Zhi seemed to have suddenly thought of something and stood up excitedly, "I knew it, I knew it, the leader is really a god, he really has a way"

(End of this chapter)