The leader understood what Li Endong was trying to say. It was mainly because he hadn't seen the world.
He didn't find it embarrassing since he was a member of the legendary Li Family Zhuangzi.
He asked, "How much is a thousand taels?"
"A million taels. It's enough for your tribe to eat for 20 years. Eat as much as you can and eat until you die."
Li Endong used food as a comparison. He didn't use a bicycle, a kerosene lamp, or a clock.
He also didn't mention the housing prices in Luoyang. A thousand taels couldn't buy a house for a tribe. It definitely wasn't enough.
When the other party heard that it was 20 years of food, he was dumbfounded. That much?
"I believe you." The leader felt a little drunk. He swayed back and said this to his tribesmen.
"Is it okay for you to say that?" Li Endi came over and asked. It was purely a lie. How could he use the current food prices to compare?
"I'm not lying. Shall we go over?" Li Endong raised his chin.
"Let's go. There are more than 500 people." Li Endi decided to go over.
The southwestern barbarians didn't know the language here. After interacting with them for a long time, they could only communicate with simple sign language and individual words.
Before they came, they had specially learned it. There were several groups, but their group of five had the best results.
The two of them took a sled and pulled by two horses.
When the two of them arrived, they saw a group of people crying.
The wooden houses collapsed one after another due to the heavy snow. Many people ran to the sled and hugged the military coats that the southwestern barbarians had taken off to warm themselves.
There were also people hugging each other, their hands red and swollen.
"Is it possible that some people used their bodies to support the wooden hut when it collapsed and died, while their children survived under their bodies?"
Li Endong's eyes were red as he asked with a trembling voice.
The southwestern barbarian who had waved his clothes shook his head vigorously. "No, they ran out yesterday. How could they dare to stay in the shacks when it snowed so heavily?
Their things were buried, and their sheep froze to death.
There were originally 22 horses, but there were only 13 left. Nine of them collapsed. There were too few of them. They couldn't squeeze together to warm themselves against the wind and snow.
They can't dig anymore. Their things are buried and they haven't eaten. "
"Ah!" Li Endong and Li Endi heaved a sigh of relief at the same time. They thought they were dead.
It's easy to deal with their things and not eating. There's food. We have more people and tools. We'll help you dig...
The horses and goats are dead. Skin them and eat their meat.
If they were alive, they would be put into the team and given some good food to raise them. This was not a problem as long as they were not dead.
The Li Family Zhuangzi only looked at the people involved in disaster relief, not their assets.
Then, the two of them laughed. They were very happy. No one died!
Someone was unhappy and brought a knife over.
You can still laugh? Everyone in my clan is like this.
The Xinan barbarians immediately surrounded him. What were they doing? You want to fight?
"It's a misunderstanding. Listen to me. If they're not dead, everything else is easy. We'll help you dig them out. We were worried that some of you would die. Shouldn't you be happy that we're all alive?"
Li Endong knew that he shouldn't laugh.
The other party was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at the group of people who were helping to dig and nodded. "I'm happy!"
"Yeah! You guys can't dig anymore. Your hands are all swollen. Come with us to eat. They can dig first. "Li Endong invited.
"We don't want your things. We're from the Li Family Zhuangzi of the Tang dynasty," Li Endi added.
The leader glanced at them again. It was unclear whether he was convinced by the other party's strength and numbers, or whether he believed the two of them. He nodded and called his people to eat.
When they arrived on the sled, the leader was completely relieved.
There were so many horses. They really didn't care about the things in his clan.
There were also people from other clans that he had met before. He went over to ask.
His clansmen began to soak their hands and feet in warm water. They felt numb and swollen, as if they were being gently pricked by needles.
When they rubbed soap, there were basins of black water.
They simply put them in separate tents, burned braziers, and left ventilation for them to wash and scrub slowly.
The leader and the other six leaders went into a tent to wash. They mainly chatted and familiarized themselves with the situation.
The six clans had clean clothes for his clansmen to wear temporarily. When his clansmen finished washing their clothes, they could change into them.
After a full two hours, more than 500 people finished washing. They washed their hair and shaved their scalps with a griddle.
Their wet hair was wrapped in a towel and rubbed back and forth. Their hands and faces were smeared with skin cream.
Their fingernails and toenails were all cut. Except for their red and swollen hands, everything else had changed.
The others didn't eat. They went to help find things. The dead animals were processed into leather and food.
"Don't worry about frostbite. When we return to Luoyang, Dongzhu will give you medicine to soak in. With supplementary treatment, there won't be a relapse next year."
Li Endong shouted with a loudspeaker. He already knew that the leader of this clan had been persuaded by the other six leaders to return to the Tang dynasty together.
If they didn't go, after this heavy snow, there would only be 300 people left in a clan of more than 500 people.
All their things were buried. They didn't even have food to eat. They had been busy digging since last night. They were tired, cold, and hungry.
After that, they might fall sick. A clan of a thousand people would be gone just like that.
If it was a major disaster, not to mention a small clan like theirs, even in the Tang dynasty, millions of people would die.
Just like the plague of locusts in Shandong in history. Shandong was east of the Taihang Mountains.
After that, there was a drought in Guanzhong. They had to go to Luoyang to eat.
Guanzhong was not just Chang 'an, but also not just the capital government.
In the northeast, there was a snowy white wind.
Except for those who directly froze to death, starved to death, and died of disease later.
Many clans were still around in the autumn, but they were gone in the spring of the next year.
The history books didn't record it because this place was too remote and far away.
The leaders of the local clans knew that there was only one path in front of them, which was to follow them to the Tang dynasty.
They could go to the Bohai Sea, but would they have a good life there?
Would their clansmen still have a status in the Bohai Sea? If they relied on others, they would have no dignity.
Since they had to follow whoever they followed, why not follow the Tang dynasty?
In the same situation, would the people of the Bohai Sea help them dig out things and return them to them?
Or would they let their clansmen take a bath, change their clothes, and prepare delicious food?
Looking at the people of the other six clans, they had fewer people than them. Why were children so cute when they blinked their big eyes?
"Boss, you'll definitely be happy, right?" Li Ennan asked the other four people during lunch after lunch.
If they found too many people, would they become Dongzhu's burden when they went back?
"It's only about 2,000 people in total. Even if our Li Family Zhuangzi raised them for free, we can still afford it, not to mention they can still work."
Li Enxi looked at him as if he was worried for nothing. How could 2,000 people be a burden?
How many people were there in the capital government? After Dongzhu allowed others to come over, how many more would the number increase? Had it been arranged?
Now that Dongzhu was going to Luoyang, the population there would also increase, not in the thousands, but in the hundreds of thousands.
"If the consumption is high, we can exchange less things with the Bohai Sea." Li Enzhong considered the exchange of resources.
"Aren't people the most important thing? 2,000 people who are familiar with the situation in the northeast. We can teach them well when we go back. It's more important than exchanging things, "Li Enxi added.
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