"Silage!"
"Grass for cattle and sheep in winter! How is this possible? "
Everyone was in an uproar and looked at Meton suspiciously. Everything withered in winter. How could there be grass?
Many leaders looked disappointed. They came here full of hope, but now it seemed that Meton had played a big joke on them.
"Merton isn't joking, is he? How can there be grass in winter? "Murong Shun was secretly happy and added insult to injury.
As long as Meton's lie was exposed, the credibility established by the Tang Army in the grassland would be gone. At that time, Murong Shun would be the only support in Qinghai.
Meton said proudly, "What you can't do doesn't mean that the School of Mo can't."
Murong Shun sneered and said, "If Merton can really make cattle and sheep eat grass in winter, Murong Shun will admit defeat and personally persuade the grassland tribes to buy ranches."
Meton shook his head and said, "No need. The Tang Dynasty is open and aboveboard. How can we force people to buy ranches? It's up to them whether they want to buy ranches or not."
"Then I'll wait and see. I'm looking forward to the School of Mo's peerless ink technique." Murong Shun sneered.
Many leaders were also doubtful. According to common sense, how could there be grass in winter? If it weren't for Meton's previous miraculous performance, which made the leaders look forward to it, and the power of the Tang Army, some of them might have turned around and left.
Morton looked around and couldn't help but say proudly, "In the summer, a piece of freshly slaughtered beef or mutton will stink after three days. However, in the long winter, under the cover of snow and ice, a slaughtered mutton can still be eaten even after the winter has passed. In the hot Chang 'an City, I once made ice in summer and preserved food for more than a month in low temperature. The School of Mo has unique research on preserving food. "
Gao Shilian nodded slowly. Taking compressed rations as an example, it was an incredible achievement since ancient times to be able to preserve them for two to six months.
Murong Shun sneered, "Cows and sheep are naturally frozen and preserved, but grass is the exact opposite. Not to mention ice and snow, even if it is hit by frost, it will immediately wither. Even the least picky cows and sheep will not eat it."
Modun nodded and agreed, "That is indeed the case, so the Mo Family came up with another method, and that is the fermentation method of brewing wine!"
"The fermentation method of brewing wine!"
This time, even Gao Shilian looked at each other. He couldn't think of any connection between winemaking and silage.
The Tuyuhun leaders were also confused. They had tasted the Mo Family's wine before, but they knew nothing about the fermentation process.
Meton explained, "The raw material for brewing wine is grain, which is of the same origin as grass. Once the grain is fermented, it will take at least a month. Moreover, it can ensure that the grain will not go bad. I used this as an inspiration and came up with another method of storing grass."
Meton waved his hand and Tie An immediately pulled a huge four-wheeled carriage. The carriage was filled with four huge jars. Tie An instructed Mo Jiazi to put down the four jars one by one in the center.
Meton waved his hand and Tie An immediately opened the seals on the four jars. Slowly, four jars of grass appeared in front of everyone. Immediately, a unique fragrance of grass filled everyone's taste buds.
"I ordered people to make these four jars of silage in June, which took one and a half months. Now, to see if this silage is feasible, you can bring your horses here to see if it is edible." Meton said confidently.
"One and a half months!"
The group of leaders suddenly looked at each other. At this moment, the weather was very hot. If they could really store the grass for a month and a half, then in the long and cold winter, wouldn't it not spoil at all? Then the method of feeding the cattle and sheep in winter that Tang Jiang mentioned might really be possible.
At that moment, Dawa and Hulun took the lead and brought out a horse each. They scooped out some green grass and placed it in front of the horses. The two horses snorted and smelled the fermented green grass. They immediately ate it in large mouthfuls.
The leaders were all knowledgeable about horses. Naturally, they could see that the two horses were not only eating, but also enjoying it very much.
At that moment, many of the leaders couldn't hold back and pulled their own horses over to personally test it. As a result, their warhorses also ate it very happily.
Many of the leaders could not believe it. They grabbed a bunch of grass and checked it for themselves. After some discussion, they confirmed that it was not fresh grass. It had been harvested for at least half a month.
However, the weather was hot. Even if it had been harvested for three days, the grass would have withered and rotted. How could it be eaten by horses?
"Whether it's edible or not, these horses are the best proof! It's summer now, so it's not easy to let it grow. If it's winter, as long as you store enough grass, you can still provide grass for your animals throughout the winter without losing weight! "Meton said as he pointed to the horses that were eating the silage.
Many of the leaders could not help but fall silent. Everything in front of them shocked them too much. It could be said that it had changed the customs of the grassland for thousands of years.
"Even if what Marquis Mo said is true, I'm afraid this jar alone won't be able to hold much grass!" Murong Shun saw that the leaders were tempted, and an idea came to him. He pointed out one of Mo Dun's flaws.
"How much can a jar hold? If you want to store enough grass for cows and sheep, how many stalls will you need?" A leader who followed Murong Shun clicked his tongue and said.
The other leaders also backed off. The Tuyuhun tribe did not know how to make pottery jars. With so many jars, they would have to be transported from the Tang dynasty to the Qinghai region. The value of the jars would not be less than the value of cows and sheep.
Meton sneered. He naturally knew why the tribes had such a reaction, but he had already thought of a way to deal with it.
Meton waved his hand and the curtain behind the leaders slowly fell down. The leaders were shocked when they realized that there was a hole behind them that was as deep as a person.
Following the Hulun leader's order, a large group of Hulun herdsmen poured cart after cart of chopped grass into the deep pit. Some of them even stepped on the grass to make it firm so that more grass could be brought in.
One by one, the tribe leaders stared at the small hole with their mouths agape. Carts of pasture were loaded into the hole. The amount of pasture was shocking. When it was too much, they covered the hole with a few wooden planks and then covered it with soil to seal it.
Merton said, "This is the simplest way to store silage. A hole can hold 28 carts of grass, enough for hundreds of cows and sheep. The winter weather is cold, so it's easier to store them. As long as you store enough grass, I can guarantee that it won't go bad until next spring. "
"Phew!"
The leaders' breathing quickened. There was a lack of grass in winter and only a small amount of hay could be used. The cows and sheep would lose a lot of weight every winter. According to Meton's silage, they would be able to feed more cows and sheep in winter.
Even Gao Shilian heaved a heavy sigh of relief. There was a hint of worry in his eyes. With his experience, he could naturally see the value of silage. If it was obtained by the tribes of the grassland, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
Meton didn't care about this at all. Now that the Tang dynasty had such a peerless weapon as gunpowder, it would be too stupid if the tribes of the grassland could still turn the tables.
"I believe that with this good method, there will be more cows and sheep on the grassland. The herdsmen won't have to go hungry anymore. The Tang dynasty will buy your cows and sheep at a high price. I guarantee that you will live a rich life." Meton took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.
"Thank you, Merton!" The leaders were overjoyed. At this moment, the hatred between the Tang dynasty and the Tuyuhun seemed to disappear in an instant.
"Horseshoes!"
"Wound stitching!"
"Well digging!"
"The method of storing green grass!"
If this series of unique skills were popularized on the grassland, it was conceivable that the herdsmen's life would be better in the future.
The whole scene was harmonious. It was like the Tang dynasty was a family.
Please remember the domain name of this book:. Nine Heavens Divine Emperor Mobile Version.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
