After being blind, I actually taught the first emperor to rebel against Qin?

The wild donkeys in the National Teacher's Mansion are the profits that Meng Tian entrusted to the people from the Yumajian.

Well, that's what Ergou said in the letter.

In his letter, the goods prepared by the national teacher—hata woven from low-quality silk—were regarded as a sacred object of commerce.

A silk hada used to sacrifice to the gods can be exchanged for five yaks.

Or three donkeys.

or two horses.

Or fifteen sheep.

The price is fair, and it is loved by the Qiang and Hun tribe leaders.

Wherever the caravans of the Great Qin Dynasty went, the tribal leaders of the Qiang people and the Huns scrambled to exchange cattle, sheep and horses for hada, which was used to sacrifice to the gods.

It can be described as sincere love.

Ergou said in the letter that he carried a bit too much khata, but the barbarians had fewer cattle, sheep and horses than expected, and it is estimated that they would not be able to exchange them all at the end of the world.

Rest assured, sir, he will definitely develop the good habit of using hada to sacrifice gods to the Qiang and Huns.

They must also recognize the exchange standard set by Mr.

Try to exchange the rich cattle, sheep, horses and wild donkeys of the Qiang and Huns to Daqin.

There are also some alfalfa seeds delivered.

It is said that this stuff is a good fodder for the Qiang and Huns to feed their horses.

Let Mr. test it for himself.

The ninety wild donkeys exchanged for thirty white hada can be used for spring plowing in Tangyu.

of course.

Writing as Ergou, I dare not tell the truth.

The white hada is indeed loved by the tribal leaders of the Qiang and Huns.

It is regarded as a sacred object dedicated to the gods.

However, the reason why the Qiang and Huns liked this silky but useless thing so much was because a bastard named Meng Tian led cavalrymen and chopped off the heads of many tribal leaders and warriors.

I dare not dislike the newly supported tribal leader.

Dare not to change.

nothing else.

I just want my head to stay safely on my neck and not be hung on a stake to dry.

I don't even want the men, women and children of the entire tribe to be sent to build roads.

Two thousand and five hundred fully armed cavalry marched across Hetao.

Invincible, unstoppable.

(It’s too bloody, so I will briefly write it. I hope readers will understand: we are the inheritors of ancient civilizations, and we must be careful in doing things. Learn more about the glory and methods of our ancestors to spread civilization, and not be too barbaric.)
The raided cattle, sheep, horses and wild donkeys are being transported to Daqin continuously.

Meng Tian didn't care what the Yumajian gang said.

Whether it's useful or not, let's talk about it after using it.

The big deal is to kill and eat meat.

As for the Qiang people, it has nothing to do with him whether the Huns will starve to death.

It has nothing to do with Daqin.

Qin Shang's westward travel was simply doing business.

no other meaning.

In the future, more Qin merchants and Daqin tax collectors will march west and north.

There seems to be nothing wrong with letting the Qiang and Huns get used to it in advance.

Luo Yi was so happy to pretend to be confused.

When Ergou left and left five hundred cavalry as his guard, he knew something was wrong.

It was originally expected that Ergou would take a few people to do business, but it was very likely that hundreds of people would be killed before entering the Western Regions.

He did not dare to imagine thousands of cavalry.

After thinking about it, Ergou led the sky, led seven or eight hundred cavalry, and entered the Western Regions disguised as merchants.

That's amazing.

Count Zhao Zhen's blood to support it.

Such things as opening up business paths have never been done by kind people.

Every business road in the world represents countless dead bones and blood.

There are no exceptions.

He just pretended not to know.

In less than two months of travel, ninety wild donkeys have been delivered.

The road to the west should be going well.

When he replied to the caller, he took extra care of Ergou and paid more attention to finding cotton seeds.

Although winter wheat has been introduced to the Central Plains, Ergou is still asked to find wheat seeds.

To summer wheat.

Planted that year, produced that year.

After all, something like winter wheat has to survive a long winter.

There are too many hidden dangers in the middle.

Production is erratic.

It is not as easy to serve as summer wheat with a shorter growth cycle.

After replying to the message, he arranged for the artisans to operate on wild donkeys, cut eggs, and make sets for donkeys to pull plowshares.

He knew that wild donkeys were difficult to domesticate.

However, no matter how difficult it is, there must be a beginning, right?
Let's use a more brutal method and try to domesticate wild donkeys first.

There is no way to kill most of the jackass.

Without castration, this stubborn thing cannot be domesticated.

Seeing a female donkey and a mare from afar, they jumped and ran away, and the plowshares were useless.

There is no way to work at all.

This thing is stupid.

Give them some grass or salt, and they'll let you put the harness on them quietly.

When you really work, you will die.

Each donkey was controlled by two guards with big arms and round waists, but none of them could be suppressed.

Pulling the plowshare well and taking two steps, even jumping and jumping, howling and running all over the mountains and plains.

When Mo Zhe came to Tangyu, he happened to catch up with wild donkeys and guards everywhere on the nearby hillside, competing with each other everywhere.

Observed for a while.

Mo Zhe gave Meng Ji an idea: remove the harness first, and let the donkeys calm down.

Then hang a wooden stick about a foot long horizontally in front of the donkey's stomach, and drive them around.

Never remove it.

Let the donkeys get used to walking slowly and dare not run wildly.

Then put on the plowshare to work.

You can't go to the stick when you're working.

After three to five years, the donkeys have forgotten the skills of bouncing and jumping, and can only walk with small steps.

A solid batch.

Then the stick can be removed.

Meng Ji was overjoyed when he heard the words.

He hurriedly ordered the guards to put torture tools on the donkeys.

Next, Tangyu became lively.

No matter day or night, there are wild donkeys howling and jumping and tossing everywhere.

Meng Ji thought he had been cheated, but he didn't dare to disrespect Mo Zhe.

I could only hold my nose and wait.

After three days, the donkeys were quiet.

When walking, she took small steps with an elegant posture, like a lady raised in a deep boudoir.

It's just that I'm a little reluctant when I'm working.

It also needs the guards to lead it to walk on the right path.

This has made Meng Ji overjoyed.

Hastily reported the good news to Luo Yi.

"Grass! I've seen this thing before, but I just forgot!"

Patting his bald head, Luo Yi suddenly remembered what he had seen and heard when he was a child.

It seems that everyone in the village does this when dealing with disobedient donkeys and mules.

He immediately decided to meet this wise man.

In Daqin, there is actually no shortage of people who can read and write.

What is lacking most is people with their own ideas.

Such as ink dust.

Can read and write, have experience and knowledge, and have strong hands-on ability.

I just don't know how to use my own brain to create something new.

The printing machine was also made by Mochen Mojing after he explained the general principle.

How much energy would be saved if someone with a head full of whimsical ideas did the work for me?

"Mo family, Mo Zhe, I have met Mr.

In the main hall of Xuanqu Palace, Mo Zhe got his wish and met the legendary Master Guoshi.

So fucking young!

Look at that skin, it is bigger than Mo Jing.

However, there is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher.

The old man still bowed respectfully.

"The old gentleman is free."

Luo Yi cheerfully stretched out his hand to invite: "I don't pay much attention here, please sit down and let's talk slowly, old man."

"Blind, slightly inconvenient to move."

"I also hope that the old gentleman will not blame the boy for being rude."

He didn't dare to open his eyes, revealing two scary Yin-Yang fish.

For fear of scaring the old man out again.