Wang Zheng nodded and agreed with Chen Fengning's suggestion. "The grassland is relatively flat, not only is the road easier to walk on, but there are also horses for transportation. It doesn't matter if a small village is larger. Let's set up a scale of 100 households in a radius of 50 miles."

Cheng Bokang pondered for a moment and asked, "Isn't a five-li area a little too small for a household? Cattle, sheep, and horses require a lot of pasture."

Wu Yi explained: "This area is already quite large. If it gets bigger, it will be difficult to manage. Besides, they won't need to raise too many livestock in the future.

After the ice and snow melted, they still needed to farm. In addition to highland barley, they could also grow some red and white radishes, taro, and cabbage. Yuzhou has long proved that eating more vegetables is good for the body. "

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter.

In the first two years when Yuzhou was developing, farms relied on water spinach to raise many pigs. No matter what the animal is, as long as the quantity is large, it will not be valuable.

Although Wang Zheng bought pork and made it into bacon for storage, the price naturally could not be too high. He just wanted to maintain the market balance to prevent some unscrupulous businessmen from taking advantage of the situation.

Jisang didn’t understand the principle of putting people first. He only knew that his parents survived. Although the food had not been delivered yet, the students and craftsmen stayed.

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Believing in other gods requires offerings, but believing in these two gods can bring many gifts, so the Tibetans are still very willing to change their beliefs.

The chief steward sent Ba warriors, students, craftsmen, and generals from the prime minister. After these people arrived, the patriarchs of the large tribes chose to obey, and the patriarchs of other small tribes naturally had to follow.

Not long after, vermicelli was delivered along the ice track. According to Jisang's conditions, they could not be given for free, but they could be bought on credit.

Those students organized all the children to start classes. It didn't matter whether they could learn anything in class, but the provision of meals was supported by everyone.

According to those students, vermicelli must be eaten with kudzu powder and bean sprouts in order to be eaten for a long time. So Jisang used a sheep to exchange for some beans and kudzu powder. These foods were enough for Jisang's family to survive the winter.

Twenty-five-year-old Jisang is a warrior from a small tribe. The entire tribe has only more than twenty warriors. On the grassland, it is a small tribe that has to run away when it sees others.

The next day, the students got a lot of food from the big tribe and treated all the warriors to a meal. Then the craftsmen organized everyone to build the ice city.

Therefore, the only ones who could decide the life and death of each person were Emperor Wu of Tang and the Tang laws they decreed.

It was really a big cart. After Jisang filled it up with a horse-drawn cart, it took a lot of effort for the whole family, young and old, to pull and haul it back.

So when the king was issuing any orders, he issued an edict in the name of the statues of Li Zhi and Wu Zetian, and gave two statues to each household.

From now on, Tubo will no longer lack food. If there is not enough food, you can apply for it from them. After investigating the situation, the students can buy it or buy it on credit. If the conditions are really difficult, they can give it to you for free.

When Jisang learned that one pound of mutton could be exchanged for five pounds of vermicelli, he did not buy on credit at all. He directly caught two sheep and exchanged them for a cart of vermicelli.

As he watched his parents walk into the snow and wind, Jisang kept cursing the gods and making wishes that if the gods could save his parents, he would be willing to die in return.

It is said that people who enter the snowstorm can see heaven and will be taken away by God in the end, so people who die in the snowstorm will smile, but Jisang does not believe those. Jisang does not even believe in the existence of God.

After more than a month of eating and drinking well, Jisang's parents' health has improved a little, and they will have no problem looking after the cattle and sheep after the spring.

Wang Zheng nodded, "These Tibetans believe this, so let's just follow the local customs."

The imperial edict is actually an oracle, and the people in Tubo believe in this. No matter what order you say, it won't work. If you call it an imperial edict, these guys will carry it out more thoroughly.

Meat is no longer valuable, so some people eat a lot of meat every day, thinking that eating good things will always do them good. In the past, they couldn't eat it even if they wanted to. As a result, after a few months, not only have their appetites been ruined, but their physical condition has also deteriorated.

In theory, everything on the grassland belonged to Empress Wu of the Tang Dynasty, including the Tibetans. Everyone had their use, and the chief steward was people-oriented.

As they have no place to spend the winter of their own and need to pay tribute to the larger tribes every year, winter is very difficult for Jisang and his people. Every year, the elderly voluntarily walk into the wind and snow to leave food for the young people and children.

If there really are gods in the world, my mother shouldn't have suffered so much with her piety. If she wasn't afraid of being besieged by her tribesmen, Jisang wouldn't even want to offer sacrifices to the gods anymore. If the food burned for the gods was left over and eaten, perhaps the old people could have survived for two more years.

They discussed it again and spent a few days to refine the details. Finally, Wu Yi asked, "Sir, are we going to issue the decree again this time?"

The gods came, first bringing majesty, and then bringing the sound of nature.

Daxiang was defeated without a fight, and his army surrendered to the legendary steward, a magical man, or a god-like being. The legend of the steward has been circulating on the grassland in recent years.

This year, Jisang's parents almost fell into the snowstorm. Jisang's parents said that the old people were only a little over 40 years old, but the hard days on the grassland had tortured them to the point that their teeth turned white and fell out.

Today, the staple food of Jisang's family is still vermicelli, but they also cooked a few pounds of blood sausage. The family was eating happily when they heard noise outside.

After Jisang went out to inquire, he learned that the chief steward had passed down a new decree about the division of grassland, saying that nomadic life would be allowed in the future, and that a family had to use grassland within a five-mile radius to not only raise livestock, but also to cultivate crops.

After hearing this, Ji Sang pondered for a moment, raised his arms and shouted, "Listen to the chief steward, there is food to eat, and follow the imperial decree of the two saints, the Emperor of Tang and Empress Wu, to divide the pasture."

The other tribesmen looked at Jisang in confusion, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Ji Sang explained anxiously: "With a five-mile radius of grassland, we can at least raise hundreds of cattle and sheep. If we grow some vermicelli and barley, life will definitely be much easier."