Chapter 256: Thousand Sheep Ili (Please vote and subscribe)
The warriors of the Thousand Sheep Tribe quickly ran back to the big tent with the white pottery pot in their arms. Yes, it was the big tent made of felt and animal skins. More than a dozen tents were clustered together, which was the residence of their tribe.
Speaking of felt, it is actually very easy to make. It is made directly from animal hair. It does not need to be spun into wool and then woven into cloth like wool cloth. The collected wool can be washed directly, then evenly spread into sheets, then sprayed with water, and then flattened with heavy objects, and finally dried. It
is very simple to make, but it is a bit wasteful of materials. A piece of felt of two square meters can only be made with the wool of ten sheep. Except for these nomadic tribes that raise a large number of sheep, ordinary tribes can't afford it at all. Even the Han tribe is not so generous.
The soldier quickly went to the door of the chief's tent, lifted the curtain and looked inside. The chief was not inside. Only a few of the chief's women were doing something. After asking, they found out that the chief had gone to deliver a mare.
This does not mean that the chief had nothing to do, but it just shows the status of horses in the nomadic tribe. The nomadic tribe cannot survive without horses. They domesticate a large number of cattle, horses and sheep. They eat cattle and sheep but rarely eat horses. They may not be able to slaughter two horses a year. Apart from the population of the tribe, horses have the highest status.
The soldier held the pottery pot and searched for a while, and soon found the chief. At that time, the mare had just given birth and was licking the afterbirth of the newborn foal. One reason was to clean the hair of the foal, and eating this layer of afterbirth could also supplement nutrition after delivery. Most animals would do this.
The leader of the Qianyang tribe was named Yili. When he saw his soldier holding a white reflective pottery pot with colorful patterns on it, he was very surprised and asked the soldier hurriedly.
"What kind of basin is this? It's so beautiful. Where did you get it from?"
Yili asked a series of questions. He took the pottery pot directly from the soldier's hand and looked at it carefully in the afterglow of the sunset. He seemed to be reluctant
to let it go. "Chief, when we were grazing just now, a group of foreigners came from the north. They all rode a kind of horse with black and white stripes. We have never seen it before. There were also two tents pulled by cows. The tents could be pulled by cows. It was very magical.
They just came to the outskirts of our tribe and said that they wanted to use this thing to exchange for our horses and animal skins. Our captain didn't know what to do, so he asked me to bring this thing to you to ask." The soldier quickly told him everything he saw.
"Use this thing to exchange for our horses and animal skins? Do they have a lot of these things?" Yili asked in confusion.
"Yes, there are a lot. They took out five or six of them just now. I saw that they all took them out of the tent pulled by the cow. There should be more in that tent." The soldier said so.
Yili's eyes turned and he became interested. "Come on, take me to see it."
After saying this, Yili told a woman beside him to take care of the mare that had just given birth. Then, without using the stirrups, he turned over and jumped onto a horse with dark fur and a white lightning pattern on its face. He clamped his legs on the horse's belly and followed the soldiers to the north.
It took about half an hour to go back and forth. The sun was lower in the west. Just when You Fu and others were about to lose their patience, two horses, one red and one black, came galloping in the distance, instantly attracting the attention of the group.
Sigh——
After reining in his horse and stopping suddenly, Yili jumped off the horse, walked to the side of the team leader, and looked at Youfu and others on the opposite side. He first looked at their attire and their strange horses, as well as the two tents that could walk, and then looked at the various pottery pots in their hands, and soon understood the situation.
He first asked his tribesmen to step back a little, and then shouted for Youfu and others to come forward.
Youfu quickly brought people to the front, and seeing that the other side was led by this person, he also understood that the main person had come at this time, so he quickly put one hand on his chest and leaned over slightly to salute the other side.
"Respected leader, we are a caravan coming from the north, and we want to do some business with your tribe, and use our goods to exchange some cattle, horses and animal skins with you. I don’t know if it’s okay."
Youfu explained to Yili with gestures and words, and asked the tribesmen around him to take out a set of ceramic products, from large pottery pots to small porcelain bowls, and of course the most important white salt, and then pointed to the horses and cattle and sheep of the Qianyang tribe, indicating that these things would be exchanged with them.
Yili also quickly understood what Youfu meant. He did not agree directly, but looked at the goods one by one. The exquisite ceramics made Yili love them. He held a white porcelain bowl and imagined drinking milk with it. He liked it very much. Finally, he saw a small bowl of white salt and pointed at it in confusion.
"What is this?"
Youfu put a little in his mouth and motioned for Yili to taste it. As expected, almost all people who tasted the pure white salt of the Han tribe for the first time would be attracted by it immediately.
After some communication, Yili learned that Youfu had many such things, so he warmly invited them to visit the residence of the Qianyang tribe.
Just as the sun was setting, it soon became dark, and Youfu decided to stay here for one night, which was also a way to get a deep understanding of the situation of these tribes living on the grassland and what goods they needed most, so that he could bring some suitable goods to sell when he came again in the future.
The group soon arrived at the tribe. In the circular open space formed by more than a dozen large tents, several bonfires were lit. Yili waved his hand, and immediately the tribesmen carried the slaughtered whole sheep to the bonfire. The fat and tender mutton was soon roasted on the flames. Youfu also asked his tribesmen to scoop out a few bowls of white salt and send them to each bonfire.
The girls of the Qianyang tribe looked at the caravan of the Han tribe curiously. They spread out the animal skins around the bonfire. All the people sat on the ground and cut the roasted mutton and put it on the animal skins, just like modern people having a picnic in spring, except that the food they ate was relatively simple and not very delicious.
Youfu sat with Yili and asked his men to take out a small bag of chili powder and sprinkle white salt and chili on the roasted mutton. They ate happily with Yili. Yili was also choking from the spiciness, but he shouted loudly that he was happy, and then asked his tribesmen to take out goat milk and milk to entertain Youfu and his group.
"Brother Youfu, you, the Han tribe, have good pottery, good white salt, and the best chili peppers. You must give us more of these things, hahahaha." Yili boasted to Youfu stutteringly, using a few Chinese nouns he had just learned.
(End of this chapter)
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