The Security Army and the Anhua Army surrounded Ye An's commander's tent layer by layer. This was Ye An's residence. He looked like a commander here. Tieniu wanted to set up a White Tiger Festival here.
Tang, but was kicked back by Ye An.
I don’t have military power directly granted by the emperor, and I don’t have any banners. How can I set up a White Tiger Festival Hall? Does this guy think he will live a long time?
Pulling up the tarpaulin, Ye An looked at the baskets of powders of various colors and shook his head slightly. How poor are the Xiqiang people? Even the baskets containing saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal powder are made of rattan, and thick leaves are padded inside to prevent them.
Leaked.
Even linen is considered a luxury here. No wonder they were convinced by the Dangxiang people. After people are poor to a certain extent, they have nothing to fear. Cui Jien's cruel staff was just the straw that broke the camel's back.
The Xiqiang people in the past were already miserable. There was almost everything in the mountains, but they were short of salt and iron. If you want to supplement the salt from meat, how much meat do you need?
Ironware seems simple to make, but it requires a complete production chain. It requires mining, separation, high-temperature smelting, forging, etc. These are all technical tasks, so the Han family has stood on the land of China from beginning to end.
's highest peak.
If you don't have the necessities of life, you need to buy them, but these things are either priced up to an astonishing level, or they are not sold at all.
As for medicine... The Xiqiang people have no shortage of medicinal materials. The mountains have generously gifted them all kinds of precious medicinal materials, but they must also understand what medicinal materials are. As for how to use them, the Xiqiang people have a complicated system of monarchs and ministers assisting them.
I don't know anything about it at all. Only by leaving Qinggang Gorge and going to the settlements of the Song Dynasty can I be lucky enough to meet Dr. You Fangzhong. If I meet a quack doctor, I might get a life-threatening potion in exchange for precious medicinal materials!
Therefore, the Xiqiang people are so eager for a reliable market that they are even willing to sell their most precious things at low prices in exchange for what they need. However, such a small wish cannot be satisfied, because no regime wants to live as a barbarian.
Living a good life and living a peaceful life is a common problem in almost all dynasties in the past.
Ye An carefully mixed the various powders according to the proportions. This was no longer a technical task for him, in order to mix evenly to achieve the best burning effect.
In fact, black powder does not explode directly, but it is very easy to burn and burns very violently. The real explosion comes from the large amount of gas and heat generated during combustion.
The volume of gunpowder suddenly expands when it burns, soaring to thousands of times. It will naturally explode in a closed environment. That's why the alchemy furnaces of those alchemists and "chemists" will explode!
After mixing the gunpowder powder, Ye An used the "scrounged" egg whites as a binder, rolled them into small balls and put them into bamboo tubes to increase the oxygen content during deflagration.
This was the best way he could think of to increase the explosive intensity of gunpowder.
"Report!"
After working all night, his body was stiff. Tieniu and Zhao Hu greeted Ye An at the door. Good guys, these two people and a group of soldiers almost all had dark circles under their eyes, and they were exhausted and weak.
"Master Marquis, we have built a defense line at Hulukou, including gables, horse pits, iron caltrops, and fallen wooden wedges!"
Ye An nodded slightly and said: "That's very good, but the soldiers are quite lucky. Go get some rest early!"
Tieniu and others were slightly startled: "Master Hou, who will be stationed at the garrison? We have all already asked for a fight!"
Ye An looked at them with strange eyes: "That's right! You asked to fight to stop the enemy, so I asked you to lead people to build the wall! Now that the fortifications are completed, you can rest."
"What about our city wall?"
"Ah - just leave it to the party members to dismantle it! We should have a good meal after a busy night, right?" Ye An walked towards the Huotou Army in a huff, and asked Tieniu to bring his bowls and chopsticks.
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Several people looked at each other and didn't know what Ye An was going to do, but Tieniu was still threatened by Ye An's eyes and brought bowls and chopsticks. The golden pheasant stewed last night had been separated from the bones and flesh, and a layer of yellow chicken fat floated on it, announcing its deliciousness.
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This thing will not be eaten in future generations, but now it is a gift from the Xiqiang people to Ye An. A cart full of mountain treasures is all the assistance given to the Song army by the Xiqiang tribes except Zihe tribe.
The chicken soup is delicious, the meat is smooth and tender, and the plump chicken does not require much seasoning. Just a few slices of ginger, a little green onion, and a handful of salt before taking it out of the pot, otherwise the meat will become old. Add some coriander from the mountains, and Ye An can only
Use the word perfect to describe it.
It's a pity that there is no rice, otherwise the taste of rice with chicken soup would be real happiness.
Ye An likes to eat chicken, which is the easiest thing to make in the wild, so Qin Mumu often said that he was a weasel in his previous life.
Tieniu and others did not have the same luck as Ye An, so they could only eat the chicken nuggets cooked by the Huotou Army in the big pot. Zhou Wenzhi and Sha Wentian also came. In their words, they had to die full even if they died.
The devil is the one.
Of course, such delicacies are also indispensable for Cheng Gongshou and Xu Yongzhang. Seeing them eating chicken and the bones sizzling in their mouths, Ye An felt that they were the real weasels...
These people are not arrogant, but they have really done their best, and then they have to listen to fate.
It's strange to say that for some reason, as long as they see Ye An's calm look, a group of people don't have any panic in their hearts.
The only person who could share a pot of stewed chicken with Ye An was the elder of the Zihe tribe. Ye An warmly invited the old man to sit down: "I see that my father-in-law's conversation is not like that of a Xiqiang person! I wonder what the old man's name is?"
The old man looked at Ye An with a faint yearning in his eyes: "Thank you Marquis Ye for your love. The old man is He Changlin. Jia Ci is a woman from the Han family. In the third year of Kaibao, he accompanied his grandfather to do business in the Western Regions. On the way, he met a strong man and was fortunately killed by my father.
The rescued person is a member of the Zihe tribe. He has no elegance in the Central Plains and has only read some poems and books."
He spoke modestly, but he explained his identity clearly. The meaning is very simple. If he was in the Song Dynasty, he would be considered a person who studied and became an official.
Ye An immediately crossed his hands and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the old gentleman is actually a person who reads the books of sages! Meeting him here is like meeting a close friend in a foreign land! I can also ask for some knowledge from him here!"
This sentence made Zihe Changlin's face turn into a chrysanthemum. Tongye An crossed his hands and said in return: "I don't dare, I just read some of the Four Books and Five Classics. Most of them are fragments from the late Tang Dynasty, without any notes."
, I can only figure out some difficult and elegant things myself!"
Tieniu and others immediately curled their lips. This old guy is really good at dropping his book bag. His literate speech makes people uncomfortable. Fortunately, the Marquis can still bear to talk to him. When it comes to knowledge, he is simply a sour scholar!
But Ye An greeted him with a smile and talked freely with him about the Four Books and Five Classics. He even praised Confucianism to the heavens and promoted Zihe Changlin's knowledge to the level of "the great Confucian in the world". Lian Lian said that it was a pity that his talent was not recognized.
What is the biggest dream of a scholar? Of course, to become an official! To achieve excellence and benefit the world! No matter how much knowledge there is, what is the use in a mountainous place like Qinggang Gorge?!
The powerful aggressiveness of Confucian culture was revealed at this time. After one meal, Zihe Changlin praised Zhao Song Tianjia with "sage benevolence" and "official benevolence", and regarded himself as a subject of the Han family.
His attitude changed so quickly and his words of submissiveness made Cheng Gongshou exclaim in a low voice, "You straight lady, this old guy is more intolerable than the sour scholars in Tokyo!"