The bonfire is filled with extra warmth in the autumn night of the deep mountains and forests. It is a source of heat. In the autumn wind, it attracts people who are not familiar with them so much that they can't help but squeeze them together. Ding Yi looked at the blazing bonfire and saw himself. Perhaps because of the difficulties of this world, he was able to gather all the leaders of the Yao tribe around him.

The Yao tribe is also divided into many different tribes. The young man who looked at Ding Yi up and down in the south belonged to Guoshan Yao; and the man who was next to the Yao tribe who listened very carefully to Ding Yi's story, the head of the tribe who was another Yao person in Liannan. Ding Yi seemed to have just heard that it was Pai Yao. This man was very attentive and would ask questions immediately if he didn't understand anything.

"A few steamed buns, two pheasants, a few bowls of water, a bamboo tube of wine, and a few strong guys to help someone carry the burden for a day. How much money can I exchange for?" Ding Yi did not talk about the noble truth, but talked about small things in daily life very simply, which is what the leader of the Yao people are willing to hear.

The head man of Pai Yao calculated it and said with a smile, "Two coins of silver? One coins are always available? It can be exchanged for half a coins." Some people who can't speak official words, some girls turned it into the side with the sound of silver bells. They could understand that money was a unit of weight in this era, with less than two pounds and less than two ounces. This money is only three, one and two five grams. How big is it? Ding Yi really doesn't understand, but it's just a little bit.

The Yao people next to him also nodded in agreement. Around this year, there are no animal protection regulations, and ordinary pheasants are not banned from hunting. It’s really not worth much. So everyone agreed with the words of the Yao people after hearing this row. Even the Yao King nodded, saying that there were probably only so many.

"If you don't mention the capital, you are the literati and poets in the city. You can go to the grass outside the city for a long time. Do you know how much it costs? Fly two kites in spring and summer, roast some meat in autumn and winter, warm a pot of wine, and invite a few singers... Usually, when you gather like this, seven or eight people, even if you are so poor that you have no money to hire a singer, you just brag, and spend five or six taels of silver." Ding Yi smiled and said to those leaders, of course, such gatherings really cost so much, because at least you have to pay enough food and drinks with water, right? Didn't you say that you don't care about asking someone to come out for a poem or a stroll, even if you don't care about eating, you're still shameless these days, and there are not many people who can do such things. Therefore, poor scholars are not very brave enough to hold such parties.

But there was a gap between the top leaders at this time, just like the row of Yao's eyes shining, some people didn't understand what Ding Yi was saying at all, and even the head man who was the mountain Yao had a little anger in his eyes. Maybe he felt that Ding Yi was insulting the Yao people's poverty, and he was about to explode immediately.

"Two pheasants, a few steamed buns, a few bowls of water, a bamboo tube of wine, and a few strong young men who carry the load can earn at least two taels of silver, yes. You heard it right. This is to say to the young master. When normal words are done, let's show those people our dance, find an old man, tell them the stories of the Yao people, and earn four or five taels of silver. It is not impossible." Ding Yi threw out the bait, and he believed that he could also get the recognition of these leaders through the method of charity. A famous general has done this for thousands of years.

The question is, who has hair? Although there are only two palaces in your hand, Ding Yi has the righteousness of Yongzhen Guangxi, and his 20,000 new troops are gradually mature. Militia training has also begun to become regular. Then he needs to install guns and equip the war. For the two or three thousand people, he really needs to do one thing, push! As long as the other party dares to fight Ding Yi on the plain, it is push, and there is no other thing.

The entire Ming Dynasty felt that Ding Yi was in trouble, and it was not that there was no one who admired him, but knowing that his factory productivity would be so frightening and terrible, that was really not. In this era, no one could know better than Ding Yi that steel output is national strength and combat effectiveness!

When the equipment reaches the camp, you can promote equipment to the group on a small scale, basically you can promote it from one county to another.

Of course, front-loading guns are also OK. Dante Yi really couldn't accept the large number of possible casualties. When he encountered heavy cavalry charges regardless of casualties, it was unlikely that the front-loading guns without machine guns and artillery were able to suppress them. Not to mention that there were no heavy cavalry in China, and things that could be produced in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, if wars needed, it would be completely technically difficult to create them!

Therefore, unless there is no way to do so in the end, Ding Yi would not intend to use the method of worshipping the Yao people. Otherwise, when he develops in the future, the Yao King makes some excessive demands, and Ding Yi will not be able to refuse. It is obvious that his bait has made the leader of the Yao people very interested.

At least three or four head men had come over and asked, "Do you think this is true?"

"Go to coax the ghost! Two taels of silver? If you can exchange for one tael of silver, it will take less than five or six years for the Yao village to become rich!" The head man from Guoshan Yao snorted coldly with disdain. One tael is a huge profit of one thousand percent. Two taels? Fa Meng is not like this. He had no good feelings for Ding Yi, and at this time he felt that Ding Yi had nothing to say in his words.

Ding Yi was not angry. He was not a mouse club. He coaxed in one by one. This thing must be separated to be credible: "You know who the Ming Dynasty's money is in? No, it's not the emperor's hand. The emperor is afraid that he will not be much richer than you. He has to use the money from the treasury, and it will be agreed by the ministers and cabinet ministers. The Ming Dynasty's money is in the hands of the gentry!"

Speaking of this, Ding suddenly rushed to the malicious Yaotou man, who was full of malicious intentions, and asked: "Have you heard of 'reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles'? Another saying is called traveling around, and you can find a gentry and rich man in the city. Just ask him and you will know that this is not a word created by someone."

"Yes!" Pai Yao's head man slapped his thigh and said, "I don't know the previous sentence, I have heard the Han people say about traveling around the mountains and rivers." Most of the other heads of the Yao people nodded. This is indeed not a word fabricated by Ding Yi, and there are still many people who have heard of it.

Ding Yi smiled and nodded: "The people who have money to travel around are gentry, and what we want to earn is their money. Sell them to him, sell them to him, water and steamed buns, and what they eat and drink is not pheasant and food, but the charm of this mountain; sell them to him, water and wine, but the custom of the Yao people... As long as the tourism industry can be built up, why worry about not making money?"

This time no one could understand. Even Mei Lun, who works as a translation worker, blinked her bright big eyes and looked at Ding Yi.

What the hell is tourism? It’s still charming and charming? It’s completely unfamiliar.

But the head man from Guoshan Yao said, "It seems that you are really a Han official. I used to think you were fake. This white face is simply the young master who was on the stage of the Han Dynasty. Now it seems that he is really a Han official, and he always can't understand what the Han official said."

Ding Yi was amused and cried, and didn't know how to explain for a moment, but Wu Gan, who was staying behind Ding Yi, understood. She pulled a small bone spur from somewhere, suddenly ran to the side of the Yao-headed man, pulled his hand and stabbed it, then ignored the man who was touching the knife, and used the man who was picking up the blood, and said to the man who was in the bonfire: "How much is this blood worth?" Everyone was stunned by her question, but she said to the man who was on the shore, "Forgive me, I accidentally stab you. Do you want to take you to Wuzhou Medical Center for bandage? I heard that the warriors of the Yao people dared to fight with wild boars naked, so they didn't expect that they would cause you to be so painful..."

"What's the pain? It's not a big deal!" The man from Guoshan Yao listened and immediately retracted his hand that had been pierced and straightened his chest to make a heroic look. "It's okay, just pierce it. I'll go back to hunt... I'm going to hunt... I'm... You see, I didn't take it seriously, kill the beast and carry it back to the village!" He said, pulling his clothes to show his scars.

"Is there anyone who fought with me for this drop of blood?" Wu Dudun took a shower before drinking and took a shower, and she was quite obsessed with the fire. Her words made the heads shake their heads. Who went crazy to buy the blood that was picked on the tip of the bone spur needle? But she said again, "But if this blood is the virgin blood of your favorite little daughter, I think there are many people who want to kill me. What my Yan said is to find an excuse to teach it to be valuable."

This is rough, but it is easy to understand. Although it is not explained clearly, at least those men who listened to it showed thoughtful expressions, as if most of them could understand it.

At this time, the head of the Guoshan Yao stood up suddenly, looked at Ding Yi and said, "No matter how good you say it, I don't believe it. The Han people always lie! If you come out, fight me, or if you can stand, I believe you. The Yao people only make friends with heroes, and don't drink with the liar who only talks about words!"

King Yao saw that he had a great headache. He pressed his son repeatedly. How could he know that the leader of the Guoshan Yao came to do this? But he didn't know that it was Deng Jiaming Yigui's flirting that the leader of the Guoshan Yao had such a strong malice towards Ding Yi, and he jumped out to fight Ding Yi.

"If you have sex, come out, everyone will do it!" He pointed at Ding Yi proudly and provoked proudly. "Don't worry, because you have the courage to come up the mountain to talk to us. As long as you don't get up after you are knocked down, I won't beat you to death."

Ding Yi was stunned for a while before he realized that he would never have thought that when he was discussing the livelihood plan of Yao District with a group of leaders, someone suddenly jumped out and wanted to do something with him! What's the hell about this? Are there groups in the parliament? Thinking of this period, Ding Yi became peaceful. Yes, isn't the parliament also fighting?

"What if you lose?" Ding Yi asked at the leader with a smile.
Chapter completed!