In Woshi City, there are joyful scenes of cooking cattle and slaughtering sheep everywhere.
After winning the battle, it was natural to reward him well. The cattle and sheep that the man in charge of Khan was reluctant to eat were pulled up one by one, washed, and slaughtered, and they were busy non-stop.
The most amazing thing is that the people doing this work are the people captured from the city.
They frowned and looked at the livestock they had raised since childhood, and then they made up their minds and gave it a happy life.
There was a little girl holding her own sheep and crying loudly. She was quickly pulled aside. The adult covered her eyes, and another person stabbed her with a sharp knife. The sheep swept its hooves wildly, and after a while there was no movement.
The Khotan infantrymen guarding the gate laughed loudly, perhaps laughing at the funny look of the people of Bukhan who refused to give up their pain, or perhaps laughing at the pitiful appearance of their prisoners.
On the grassland, the victors showed no mercy to the losers, only endless humiliation.
The loser's only chance to make a comeback is to participate in the war as a slave and gain freedom after meritorious service. He can own the houses, property, and women taken from the enemy, and then humiliate the new loser to his heart's content.
This is the survival philosophy of the grassland.
Cruel and cold, it gives you a chance of advancement, but this opportunity is based on the suffering of another group of people.
Continuous cries rang out from the Temple of the Creator diagonally opposite.
Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, unable to bear to hear or see more.
They just noticed that many soldiers and officials' families were taken in, and rewards were given to the soldiers and generals who had recently surrendered to the Xia people. Some soldiers couldn't wait and started fighting directly. Those ladies from wealthy families had never experienced such a battle.
, it’s good as long as it doesn’t scare you crazy.
Some people had a look of envy on their faces.
The feeling of humiliating a noble person who was superior just a moment ago will become addictive once they have done it. Normally, they are only qualified to kneel on the ground and kiss the noble person's boots - they are not even qualified to do so.
But what now? You can chop off their heads with one knife, or even torture them before killing them. Then you can tear off the clothes of their wives and daughters and humiliate them wantonly.
That white and tender body is much better than the yellow-faced woman with wrinkles at home!
A group of carriages passed by outside the door, filled with corpses. Judging from the young faces, they should all be students from the seminary, right?
The people who were responsible for pulling out the bodies and the people who were cooking looked at each other, and they both saw the deep sadness in each other's eyes.
It is true that priests and students have a very good image everywhere.
In the beginning, believers in the Creator only had to pay a very light tax: Zakat.
Non-believers of the Creator have to pay a heavy poll tax, and the commercial tax is twice as much, not to mention the large number of labor services, which is simply overwhelming.
Under such circumstances, the priests encouraged people to join the religion and relaxed the restrictions on joining the religion, allowing a large number of people to become believers in the Creator.
But the officials, the Dikhkans, were very dissatisfied. They quoted the ancient proverb "Taxation is the source of the power of the Creator" and stipulated that those who had paid taxes before would continue to do so, regardless of whether you were a religious person or not.
Or, the threshold for joining the religion is greatly raised, stipulating that only Protestants who are circumcised, perform all religious rituals, and can read a chapter of the Bible can be exempted from tax.
In response to this, the priests responded: The natives had indeed converted to their religion and started building temples. Everyone had become cannibals and no longer taxable.
Conflicts broke out suddenly, and many priests were arrested for encouraging people to resist taxes.
They accused the caliph of being treacherous and expressed their understanding and support for the fact that many people were angry and quit the religion because they were not exempt from tax, even if their own interests were harmed.
For the serfs who had made meritorious services, the priests also actively worked to let them obtain free status and the land rewards they deserved.
The rapid rise of the Creator is not without reason. His shepherds have not decayed, and still maintain strong faith and enthusiasm, allowing many at the bottom of the tribe in slave society to find a way to rise.
Religious schools do not only recruit nobles. They use good educational resources to accumulate a large number of young priests from poor families, allowing them to rise in class.
For the ordinary people of Bukhan, they do not reject the Creator. On the contrary, the Shepherd of the Creator can restrain the increasingly unscrupulous Dikhkan. Although by now, the priests and nobles have already begun to merge.
The young economic students were massacred by foreign conquerors, and most of them felt very sorry.
Good people are not rewarded!
The carriage pulling the corpse passed through the entire market and headed outside the city.
The merchants in Bazari were on the verge of tears.
The area beyond the river (the Great Eaters called the area east of the Amu Darya River "outside the river") was originally an area with extremely developed handicrafts. They made all kinds of goods and traded them within the Great Khorasan Province, and even sold them to more distant places.
Baghdad to the west.
The conquerors were so greedy for money that they took away almost everything they saw.
Carpets, copper lamps, pewter products, felt cloaks, furs, amber, honey, scissors, needles, tables, sofas (the word sofa comes from Arabic), chandeliers, vases, ceramics, kitchen utensils,
Sheshir scimitars, swords, bows, etc. - and a small number of Turkic slaves and Slavic slaves.
Of course, what the supreme Khan loved most was not the sword or the slave, but the soap...
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"Collect all the craftsmen who can make soap, pardon their crimes, send them to Luoyang, and transfer them to the Ministry of Internal Affairs." In the castle, Shao Shude held a piece of soap in his hand and couldn't put it down.
Last night, he took this soap with his own hands, hugged Satuk's wife and two daughters, and washed them all over their bodies.
This should be traditional Aleppo soap.
Heat olive oil, lye, and water together until boiling, turning it into a thick liquid soap. Then add laurel oil, mix, pour out, wait for it to cool, harden, and finally cut into pieces.
The soap is light golden on the outside and green on the inside, with a light fragrance.
In fact, the Arabs obtained different types of soaps by adding different things to them, such as laurel oil, taro, musk, etc., which sold well.
The olive tree is native to the Mediterranean. It was introduced to China by Persian traders in the Tang Dynasty. It is now only grown sporadically, mainly in the Helong area. It is called the "Qi Dun Tree". People in the Tang Dynasty used it to extract oil to make medicine and to remove scabies.
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The laurel tree was introduced to China by foreign missionaries in modern times and began to be planted in the south. This laurel is not the laurel in the ancient books. It was just that when the tree was introduced, in the late Qing Dynasty, literati in the Republic of China looked up the name laurel from ancient books.
Just put a crown on it.
The ancient Romans brought the laurel tree native to the Mediterranean to Central Asia, and it seems to have spread to Xinjiang sporadically.
But Shao Shude was too lazy to go to Xinjiang to look for it. It was already available in Fergana, so he took it directly back to China and found a place in the south to introduce it.
Of course, soap does not necessarily require olive oil, nor does it necessarily require laurel oil, but it is a rare trip here and it will not be worth the price if you don’t pick up a few things to take back.
Relying on monks and businessmen to actively or passively spread animal and plant resources is too slow!
Zhang Qian went on a mission to the Western Regions and brought back alfalfa, garlic, cucumbers, broad beans, lettuce and other varieties to China.
During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, walnuts, sesame, cotton, eggplant, etc. were introduced to China from Central Asia.
In the Tang Dynasty, spinach and watermelon were also available.
When we, Lao Shao, come to the west once, we have to get something back, right?
In his life, he has developed carrots, chickpeas, beets, rye and other varieties, but it is not enough. For valuable species, the more the better.
After giving the instructions, Shao Shude sat down and looked at the plate in front of him.
There were some fruits on the plate. Shao Shude could tell that they were pistachios and dates, which he had eaten in later generations.
In the Tang Dynasty, pistachios were sent to Chang'an as tribute and enjoyed by the princes and nobles, but there is no record of their cultivation. The environment may not be suitable, but they can be grown in the Western Regions.
Date palms were probably brought from Persia, but China is really not suitable for the growth of this plant. In later generations, only a few areas such as Yunnan, Guangxi, and Hainan introduced and planted them, but there is a high probability that they will not be able to improve the sweetness and yield.
Comparable to the original version.
However, this thing is very drought-tolerant and can survive in places with tens of millimeters of rainfall a year. It is also tolerant to salt-alkali and barrenness. Its sugar content is 70%. Each tree can produce more than 100 kilograms per year, and the fruit-producing period can last more than a hundred years.
Persia is its origin, and it is used as a backup food by the locals. It has many advantages.
As a climate museum, Yunnan should be able to find some dry and hot valleys with suitable environments for planting.
Of course, as far as the entire country is concerned, this does not mean much. But for Shao Shude, isn't it right to give his son more good things?
In fact, he had already planned to allocate a group of soap-making craftsmen to Rokuro and let him plant olives and laurel trees in Tonghai Dudu Mansion to enhance his economic strength.
In addition to these two things, Shao Shude also wanted to get some coffee seeds, but unfortunately he didn't see them in Fergana.
This crop can be as refreshing as tea, and can be grown on a large scale in Yunnan and Annan, greatly deepening the economic and trade ties between these two places and the Central Plains.
It's a pity that this has to be done by the big eater. He has asked sea merchants to buy it before, but so far there has been no result. This time he will look for it on land to see if he can contact him.
"Your Majesty, the horse has been brought over. Please move to the back courtyard." Han Quanjie came over and reported in a low voice.
Shao Shude looked at his white hair and said with emotion: "You are not young anymore, so don't work too hard. If any of the younger nephews of the Han family have talents, please let me know and I can hire them according to their talents."
After saying that, he walked back.
Han Quanhui hurriedly followed, his face smiling like a chrysanthemum, all his folds opened.
Shao Shude came to the backyard and saw seven or eight magnificent horses.
He strolled forward and pulled one over.
The horse raised its head, a little irritable.
Shao Shude glared at the beast and gently comforted him. After a while, the horse calmed down again.
"Your Majesty is so powerful that even Pegasus is afraid." Han Quanjie immediately slapped the rainbow fart.
Shao Shude laughed loudly, got on his horse, and took two steps in the wide courtyard.
"In the past, Li Guangli brought back ten bloody horses, and the Han Dynasty was overjoyed." Shao Shude said with a smile: "Now that the king's army has invaded Dawan, aren't the horses available for everyone?"
"Your Majesty's power is unparalleled." The palace guards also joined in the fun and said loudly.
"This is just the beginning." After two more laps, Shao Shude dismounted and said, "We will collect more horses and send them all to Sinong Temple to breed new horses."
After saying that, he threw away the horse's reins and said: "Ride Satuk's horse during the day and his wife at night. How happy! Call the generals over to discuss matters."
"Your Majesty, how should we deal with Satuk?" Zhong Yanyou, the commander of Yin'anzhi, asked.
"For the sake of his 'horse sacrifice', give him a good meal tonight and behead him tomorrow," Shao Shude said.