"Mo Jiazi!"
When Meton appeared, all the leaders of the Hulun tribe were already present. Almost all of their gazes were focused on Meton.
Before this, the Tuyuhun tribes naturally did not care about the School of Mo. However, the Tuyuhun was not completely ignorant about the Tang Dynasty. Previously, Khan Fu Yun loved to inquire about the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, there were some barbarian merchants between the Tuyuhun and the Tang Dynasty. In just a few days, all kinds of rumors about Mo Jiazi had spread like wildfire among the leaders of the various tribes.
"I heard that this Tang General has the ability to turn stone into gold! He is a famous tycoon of the Tang Dynasty. "
"According to the Han people, this Tang General is the most knowledgeable person among the Han people. No matter how difficult the matter is, it is as easy as flipping his hand in his hands."
"It is said that this Tang General led the poorest Han tribe of five thousand to become the richest tribe in the Tang Dynasty within a year."
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The leaders naturally did not understand how great the Hundred Schools of Thought were. However, they were very interested in the legend of Meton's wealth. Combined with the legend of Meton's legend that had spread to the Tuyuhun, everyone was even more interested.
"Perhaps what he said about being able to raise ten times the number of cattle and sheep in a pasture can be realized?" Many people were hopeful.
There were also some leaders who did not believe it, but no one showed it. Whether it was true or not, they would know after today.
"Lord Gao!"
When Meton and Gao Shilian arrived together, Murong Shun saw Gao Shilian's friendly face and quickly went up to greet them.
He had done his research on Gao Shilian. He was one of the senior officials of the Tang Dynasty and Empress Zhangsun's maternal uncle. If Gao Shilian could contribute to the Tuyuhun's revival, it would be of great importance.
"Prince Shun!" Gao Shilian pulled away from him without a trace.
Of course, he knew Murong Shun's purpose. Unfortunately, he was not in the mood to get involved in this kind of thing. If Murong Shun became the Khan of Tuyuhun, how could the Tang dynasty smoothly get cattle and sheep and other wealth from Tuyuhun?
Murong Shun sensed Gao Shilian's estrangement and was immediately embarrassed. He angrily called Gao Shilian and Meton to take a seat.
"Although Tuyuhun is located in a remote area, Shun has also heard of the reputation of Village Mo as the number one village in the world. Merton was able to make Village Mo become the richest village in the world by himself. We grassland tribes are all looking forward to Merton's amazing secret skill." Murong Shun said respectfully.
"Merton, you are a righteous man. The grassland tribes are living in harsh conditions, and the herdsmen are short of food and clothing. If you can save the herdsmen from this disaster, we will pray for you day and night." The leader of a large tribe shouted.
"Merton loves the world with impartiality and has lofty aspirations …" Another leader of a large tribe shouted.
Immediately, words of praise floated to Meton as if they were free.
Behind the leaders of the tribes, Dawa of the three tribes of Tianzhu lowered his head and sneered. If the Tang dynasty could really be coaxed by these few words of praise, then the cattle and sheep of the three tribes of Tianzhu would be wasted.
Meton stood up and cupped his hands to the leaders, saying, "The Tang dynasty is a country of etiquette, and the School of Mo also advocates impartiality and non-aggression. I came to the grassland with the purpose of peace."
The two sides had just stopped fighting. Naturally, the leaders did not believe Meton's words. But when they looked at the heavily guarded Tang dynasty soldiers around them, they wisely shut their mouths.
"It's hard for the grassland people to survive. Not only do the herdsmen have to fight against wolves, but they also have to contend with natural and man-made disasters, not to mention the birth, old age, illness, and death. Many adult warriors can't live past 40, and more than half of the babies die prematurely." Meton said in a heavy tone.
The leaders of the tribes could not help but feel sorry for him. It was too difficult to survive on the grassland, and the mortality rate was too high. Not to mention, there was also a dangerous place like Xingxiu River. Otherwise, the Hulun tribe would not have tried so hard to return to Qinghai Lake.
"However, you don't know that in the Central Plains, people over 60 years old can be found everywhere. This Lord Gao beside me is a 60-year-old man. As long as it's not an incurable disease, it can be cured in the Tang dynasty. If the baby is born with a deficiency, it's not a problem for them to survive." Meton tried his best to promote the advanced Tang dynasty.
Many of the leaders of the tribes could not help but yearn for the Tang dynasty. Although these leaders lived better than ordinary herdsmen, they were not much better off. When they encountered diseases, they could only resign themselves to fate.
"I can promise you that as long as the leaders and their children are here today, all of you will receive the best treatment in Qinghai Hospital. All of you will be able to enjoy the treatment provided by the best hospital in Chang 'an, Mo's Hospital. I guarantee that you will live a long and healthy life, "Moton said loudly.
Many of the leaders were tempted. There was almost no medical treatment in Qinghai, and they could only rely on luck and some witch doctors. Not many of the leaders could live past 40. The richer and more powerful people were, the more afraid of death they were. Meton's promise directly hit the weak spot of these Tuyuhun leaders.
Moreover, the news that the wounded soldiers of the Tang dynasty could be cured with more than 90% success rate had already spread around Qinghai Lake. The fame of the medical school was also well-known in the grassland.
A smile appeared on Gao Shilian's face. This was another way to directly bribe the Tuyuhun leaders that he and the Mo family had discussed. He believed that once this plan was out, although it could not make these leaders submit immediately, it could make many of them side with the Tang dynasty. After all, who did not suffer from diseases?
"Merton is kind to the world. On behalf of the Tuyuhun, I thank Merton for his generosity." Murong Shun quietly showed his skills and thanked Meton on behalf of the Tuyuhun tribes.
How could Modun not see through Murong Shun's intentions? He only smiled and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he moved his finger and whistled. Suddenly, a loud neigh of a horse was heard.
"Da da da!"
Tall and strong, Shadowless rushed into the hall like a flash of lightning. She suddenly stopped beside Meton and intimately touched Meton with her head.
"A peerless BMW!"
Even the leaders of the tribes who were used to seeing BMW could not help but cheer when they saw Shadowless. Such a BMW was extremely rare even in the Tuyuhun.
Meton said proudly, "This is my mount, Shadowless. You can see that Shadowless can run as fast as flying today, but you don't know that a year ago, Shadowless' four hooves were cracked. Even walking was extremely painful. If it were not for me, I'm afraid that this BMW would not have lived for very long."
Many leaders of the tribes were surprised. Cracked hooves were not unique to the Tang dynasty. It was also very common in Qinghai. Generally speaking, as long as a horse's hooves were cracked, it had no value and could only be killed and eaten. However, the BMW in front of them could still run as fast as flying after its hooves were cracked. Obviously, it had recovered. How could this not make the leaders excited?
Meton did not keep them in suspense. Instead, he stretched out his hand, and Shadowless put its front hooves on Meton's palm. Meton held Shadowless' front hooves and walked around in front of the leaders, showing the hideous scars and horseshoes on Shadowless' hooves to the leaders one by one.
"I have invented a wound suturing method and horseshoes. From now on, the horses of the Tang dynasty will no longer have the hidden danger of cracking and breaking." Meton put down Shadowless' hooves and waved his hand. Shadowless immediately jumped away.
"So that's how it is!" The group of leaders came to a sudden realization and couldn't help but look excited. Horses were also an extremely valuable asset on the prairie. Every year, countless horses were killed because of cracked hooves. Now that they had this technology, wouldn't there be no more hidden dangers of horses being killed?
At this moment, for the first time, the leaders looked at the young general in front of them seriously. Betrayal and counter-betrayal were common in the grassland. Whoever could bring benefits to the tribe would be the tribe's ally. At this moment, it was the Tang dynasty that brought benefits to the tribes.
"In addition, I want you to witness a transaction with your own eyes. I promised the Tianzhu tribe that I would exchange three times the weight of flour for a sheep. Today, I am here to complete this transaction."
Meton waved his hand. Suddenly, four horses pulled a fully loaded four-wheeled carriage slowly into the venue. Several Tang dynasty soldiers immediately stepped forward, revealing bags of white flour inside.
"This is refined flour!"
Suddenly, all the leaders were in an uproar. In the Tuyuhun, due to the limited production tools, the only food that could be eaten was meat and a small amount of coarse sorghum flour. The flour that was ground from wheat was called refined flour, and only the noblest leaders were qualified to eat it.
Even Leader Dawa looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. In order to protect the pasture, he did not have any objection to Meton's offer of three times the price of grain in exchange for sheep. He originally thought that the Tang people were treacherous and would use the cheapest corn to exchange for sheep. However, Meton's actions today overturned all his guesses.
Meton looked at the stunned Tuyuhun leaders and could not help but proudly say, "The Tang dynasty is the richest in the world. It is the most powerful country in the Celestial Empire. The Heavenly Khan is wise and powerful and the ruler of the world. How can we take advantage of you?"
Gao Shilian almost spat out the tea in his mouth. Meton's righteous attitude was very different from when he was negotiating with him about using flour to control the grassland. However, Meton did not deceive the Tuyuhun. Flour was also a top quality ingredient in the Tang dynasty. According to the current market price, the Dawa tribe did not suffer a loss in this deal.
"Heavenly Khan, the Tianzhu tribe will always remember the kindness of the Tang dynasty!" Leader Dawa expressed his loyalty in front of everyone. It was unknown whether he was pretending or sighing with emotion.
The other leaders also sighed with emotion. Meton's performance today had directly overturned everyone's impression of the Tang dynasty merchants. Compared to the merchant who cheated the Tianzhu king of 300 horses for one diamond, the difference was like heaven and earth. Suddenly, the leaders' impression of the Tang dynasty changed greatly, and their original conflicting emotions slowly dissipated.
"Marquis of the Tang dynasty, you are a trustworthy person. The Hulun tribe believes in you. I wonder if my tribe can do the same?" The Hulun leader said loudly. He had spent a lot of cattle and sheep to exchange for this pasture from Meton. He originally thought that his tribe would starve this year, but Meton's deal made his eyes light up. According to this deal, the Hulun tribe would be able to feed most of their people with the least cost.
Meton nodded readily and said, "Of course. The Tang dynasty does not cheat anyone. As long as you acknowledge the Heavenly Khan, the Tang dynasty will treat you equally."
"My tribe also wants to trade with the Tang dynasty!" The Montu tribe did not want to be outdone.
"My tribe also wants …"
Many small and medium-sized tribes shouted. It was not easy for small tribes to survive. If they could trade for three times the amount of food, the lives of their people would be greatly improved. Not only that, even some large tribes were tempted.
Gao Shilian had been observing the reactions of the tribal leaders and could not help but nod secretly. With Meton's skill, the Tang dynasty would have a tool to control the grasslands and could also win the loyalty of the tribes. It was really killing two birds with one stone.
Murong Shun could not help but feel anxious in his heart. At this moment, these leaders were looking at Murong Shun even more warmly than they were looking at him, the Khan. If this continued, then wouldn't all the tribes be bought over by the son of Mo? Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he raised his voice to remind Murong Shun, "The Mo Family's unique skills are indeed extraordinary. However, Lord Mo had previously mentioned a method to increase the number of cattle and sheep in the grassland.
It was only then that the group of leaders came to a sudden realization. Only then did they remember what they were here for. They all looked at Moton with expectant gazes. At this moment, everyone's confidence in Moton increased exponentially.
Modun laughed and said, "That's good! Let's not talk nonsense. In my opinion, there are only two ways to raise cattle and sheep. One is water, and the other is grass! Where there is plenty of water, the grass is waist-high. Where the sky is vast, cattle and sheep can be seen when the wind blows. Where there is drought, there is no horse's hooves on shallow grass! "
"Where there is no horse's hooves on shallow grass!" Gao Shilian couldn't help but stare blankly. He couldn't help but secretly curse the Mo Family's son for recklessly wasting God's gift. This sentence was clearly a good poem, but it was simply a waste of God's gift to these barbarians.
Chilechuan was a song of the Chilechuan people of Xianbei. As a fellow Xianbei people, Tuyuhun naturally knew it. However, Meton's poem was very easy to understand. The leaders could not help but nod.
On the grasslands, water was indeed the most important thing. Most of the conflicts between the tribes revolved around water. Where there was water, the cattle and sheep could be satisfied. Only then could the herdsmen survive.
"The water problem is easy to solve! This Marquis solved it a year ago! "
However, Morton's next sentence left all the leaders dumbfounded.
"A year ago!" The leaders looked at Meton in disbelief. Even Murong Shun had a look of disbelief on his face.
Only Gao Shilian nodded thoughtfully.
Meton nodded and said, "Yes, this Marquis created the method of digging and killing wells in various parts of the Tang dynasty a year ago. Now, it has spread throughout the Tang dynasty. According to this method, as long as a well is dug in the grasslands, there is enough water for thousands of cattle and sheep to drink. "
As long as there was grass in the grasslands, there would be underground water. As long as one chose a low-lying place, they would definitely be able to dig out water.
As long as there was enough water, the herdsmen would not have to work so hard to herd their cattle and sheep dozens of miles away to find water. As long as there was grass, the cattle and sheep could be raised. In this way, the number of places suitable for grazing in the Qinghai region would increase exponentially.
"As long as there are water buffaloes and sheep, they can survive. However, if you want them to grow, you have to let them eat grass. Especially in the winter, when the grass is yellow, the cattle and sheep will lose weight. The weak will not be able to survive the long winter." Merton said.
Many of the leaders nodded. This was the largest place in the grasslands, and the long winter.
Modun looked at the group of leaders and revealed a trace of pride. "The Mohist Family loves all living things and cannot bear to see the herdsmen suffer such hardships. For this reason, I have specially created a method for the herdsmen to feed the cattle and sheep with grass in winter, silage!"
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