Of everyone, Xiao An and Han Ming were the most composed.
Xiao An already knew her second sister's secret: her second sister had a small bag that could hold things!
Upon arriving in Broken Gold Town, the three siblings took out food, clothes, fragrant chicken legs, and a large, fat pig from the small bag.
Han Ming had gone through life and death with Song Liyun several times, and had used many strange things. This little bit of firewood in front of him was something he was responsible for buying!
He was the one who helped Song Liyun pack the cardboard boxes at the factory in Suijin Town.
Tens of thousands of kilograms of firewood vanished right before his eyes.
After the ceremony, the atmosphere in the tribe changed instantly, becoming vibrant and filled with laughter and joy.
Everyone felt as if they had been blessed by the gods, and they walked with an air of lightness!
In the yurt where she stayed in Bahrain, Song Liyun looked at the pale yellow powder in the copper plate in front of her and felt excited.
"Bahrain, this was only recently achieved?"
Bahrain's face was full of excitement and pride: "Yes, this is the best batch of milk powder!"
"Master! It's far too little; the fresh milk from fifty cows only yields one copper jar!"
While in Kara Mountain, Song Liyun taught Bahrain how to use a spray drying method to make milk powder. Unexpectedly, Bahrain started experimenting as soon as he arrived in Huangsha River Valley.
He also asked Song Liyun to help him make iron drying cylinders and copper nozzles in the Wu Dynasty.
No one has ever seen a milk powder production line before. The process was quite arduous, but so far, we have seen results.
It was this milk powder that made Bahrain decide to stay with Song Liyun for generations of her tribe.
Just a casual remark was enough to bring the Bahrain tribe something they had never had before.
Bahrain has tasted milk powder, and found that it turns into rich, fragrant milk simply by being mixed with water.
Bahrain has the largest herds of cattle, and preserving fresh milk has always been a problem. Usually, it is made into cheese and milk curd for storage, and it cannot be transported or sold.
If it becomes this kind of milk powder, it can be sent everywhere.
The surprise Song Liyun received exceeded her expectations.
She started making milk powder from milk as soon as she started drinking milk tea.
This type of daily necessities, which are most commonly used in modern times, and the agricultural products that bring the greatest benefits to herders, did not yet appear in the Wu Dynasty.
If this trend continues and the scale expands, the time has come for a glass of milk to change a nation!
Milk powder is available now, but due to issues with production processes and equipment, its quality is questionable. The milk powder has turned yellow and has a burnt smell.
However, these are not problems; with more experience, these flaws will become fewer and fewer.
The revelry in the Bahraini tribe lasted for a day and a night, and even Abu was a little jealous: "Young mistress, the Uda tribe is also your tribe, you can't be biased!"
Song Liyun smiled and said, "With Lady Wuya and your young master here, the Wuda tribe is already much stronger than other tribes, and it will only get better in the future."
Abu also knew that the Uda tribe was already doing very well, and even the vassal tribes had Lin Qingyuan and his group to trade goods with, so they had enough daily necessities and their lives were getting better and better every day.
But he had a vague feeling that the Bahrain tribe would be better off.
After Han Ming and Balin agreed on the amount of straw needed to feed the cattle in the winter and the total amount of feed for the sheep, Han Ming said he was ready to leave.
He was different from Yunniang, who was trying hard to adapt to tribal life.
Yun Niangzi's husband actually died at the hands of the Wu Dynasty people; it was their shouts that aroused the bandits' murderous intent.
For the sake of her son's future life, she is now working hard to learn tribal customs.
But Han Ming was a man, and he couldn't forget the young widow who was taken away right in front of him; the hatred in his heart hadn't been resolved even now.
Aside from Zhao Tingduo and Ashi, with whom he had prior contact and could get along peacefully, he didn't want to stay any longer, even with the Balin tribe, with whom he had no grudges.
Fortunately, Bahrain had heard about the tragedy in Broken Gold Town and felt deep sympathy for Han Ming's plight.
When Han Ming left, he picked a young and beautiful Di woman from the tribe and gave her to him.
Song Liyun did not object; she could tell that the girl herself was very willing.
Not only was she not afraid of Han Ming, who looked fierce, she served him by holding the stirrups and leading the horse, her eyes sparkling and her slightly dark face flushed.
Han Ming neither refused nor was he happy. As for what he was thinking, Song Liyun didn't want to find out.
She had previously considered pairing him up with Yun Niangzi, but the two unfortunate people weren't interested, so she just made things up. Now that Han Ming is willing to accept a woman, Song Liyun naturally supports him.
On the way back, Lan Guo, who had changed her clothes, looked completely different, even more beautiful than Song Liyun.
Abu and Fang Zheng both had to admit this, but Yun Niangzi said, "Although Lan Guo is pretty, she has no guile. By trying to please Han Ming like this, who knows if she will even get a wedding in the future."
In her mind, a girl's marriage should be conducted in a proper and respectful manner. Being given away like this would make her feel ashamed and unable to hold her head high in the eyes of others for the rest of her life.
Song Liyun was speechless at her thoughts. Using women to exchange for benefits was not only something the Di tribe did; the Wu Dynasty could do the same.
A beautiful woman who cannot protect herself is nothing but an object.
For them, a beautiful appearance is not necessarily a good thing; sometimes it can even bring trouble.
It can only be said that Lan Guo was lucky to be given to Han Ming.
From now on, she won't have to herd cattle and milk cows in the wind and sun anymore; she only needs to dress up and make Han Ming happy.
Moreover, based on my observations over the past two years, Han Ming is at least not a womanizer or a promiscuous person.
Song Liyun has now allocated a separate house for Han Ming in town, so that he can settle down if he wants to get married and have children.
Neither Bahrain nor Han Ming said anything about whether there would be a wedding, so Song Liyun could only wait patiently.
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