Hua Xi and even Xiao Chuyue knew what to buy for the remaining 500 coppers, which was food. Food was also a good resale commodity. With the war, more and more people flocked to Changyang City, and the price of food was probably not low.
There is no need to buy rice. For grains like chestnuts, Hua Xi bought millet for 400 coppers. The weight is the same, but the price is only half of rice. One copper per bag is the daily food of most ethnic groups.
Although the storage of millet is not as convenient as hunting bows, as long as it is kept dry and dry, it is not a big problem to store it for a year and a half. The remaining 100 coppers are used to maintain the normal operation of the tribe.
After everything was purchased, Hua Xi and his clan members covered the 80 hunting bows purchased at a low price with some animal skins, rented an ox cart along with 400 bags of millet, and took them back to their settlement outside the city. The next step was
I'm sitting and waiting for appreciation. I can't decide how much it can rise. Although the market can be manipulated, it requires huge financial resources. I'm obviously still far away from that level.
Now, the 50 members of the tribe have been divided into 20 warriors and 30 farmers by Hua Xi. Because there is nothing to do these days, and the constant influx of new tribes, Hua Xi feels that the task of fiefdom cannot be delayed any longer because the news is surprising.
The well-informed clerk told him that the Xuanyuan clan in the northwest seemed to be planning to launch a war. The Tianshui tribe, which was bearing the brunt of the war, had now become a military-heavy area. Emperor Yan also began to send troops to the Tianshui tribe one after another.
The war escalated and broke out at any time. Many tribes with the ability to travel far left their fiefdoms and went to the Changyang tribe to settle down.
"Uncle Xi, are my grandparents and sisters in danger?" Xiao Chuyue pouted worriedly and said sensibly.
Hua Xi comforted little Chu Yue, and then asked two more clever tribesmen to accompany little Chu Yue back to the Chu tribe in Tianshui, hoping to bring Chu Xin and his family of more than 20 people over here.
The next day, after Chu Yue and the others left, Hua Xi decided to reconnoiter the mountain garrison tribe 30 miles away today because he didn't know how long this trip would take. In order to prevent him from returning to the city before dark,
, so prepare some extra spares
I spent a few copper coins on the items and bought some dried meat, wax oil, flints, torches, and a small amount of wine at the market. Wax oil, flints and torches are used for lighting, and wine can boost the morale of soldiers.
After preparing all these useful materials, Hua Xi piled on the war horse and prepared to go out of the north gate immediately to meet up with Bai Zhan and the others before going to do some reconnaissance.
The streets are bustling with people coming and going. More and more tribes are migrating here. As the political, economic and cultural center of the Changyang tribe, coupled with the comprehensive advantages of being adjacent to the imperial capital, Changyang City is very lively. If you want to come to the imperial capital
Nothing more than that!
"Save our patriarch, if anyone is willing to give us some money, we will work like cows and horses to repay our great benefactor..."
Suddenly, a miserable cry came out. Hua Xi looked sideways and saw a group of about thirty or forty people, dressed in rags and dirty. They looked like beggars kneeling at a street corner, constantly stretching out their hands to solicit.
Passersby noticed that near the base of the wall on their facade, there was an old man lying with his face covered in mud but his pale face vaguely visible. Looking at his chest rising and falling slightly with his breathing, he thought he was physically weak.
Natural disasters and man-made disasters, let alone this era, even in modern times, there is no shortage of a large number of such vulnerable groups. Hua Xi did not intend to use any kindness, but just took a quick glance, and the speed of progress still did not slow down at all.
But soon, the group's attention was attracted by Hua Xi's outfit and the supplies on the horse. They found a war horse, a cloth and several large bags of stuff. The group's eyes suddenly widened.
, I only have one thought in my mind: This man must be a great nobleman, we can be saved!
The seemingly tall tribesmen mustered up their courage and came to Hua Xi with a feeling of low self-esteem and a glimmer of hope. However, they did not dare to block Hua Xi's direction. As the people do not fight with the officials, the consequences of harassing a noble will be disastrous.
It's a small thing
"Sir, please buy us. As long as you are willing to give some copper money to our clan leader for medical treatment, it doesn't matter whether we are a cow or a horse..." From their words, Hua Xi could see their sincerity and helplessness.
However, after many years of hard work, Hua Xi is not a narrow-minded or vicious person, but he is not a person who is very kind-hearted either.
The group of beggar-looking refugees saw their companions coming up to beg and hurriedly came over to help. However, Hua Xi's way was blocked by twenty or thirty refugees. She was surrounded in the middle because of the good security in the city.
Or the quality of the people is high
, or maybe it was because of the majesty that Hua Xi exuded after years of fighting, that these hungry refugees didn't even touch Hua Xi, let alone steal some meat from the horse's back when Hua Xi wasn't paying attention and just kneel before her.
People around me kept begging and crying.
There was no other way, Hua Xi had to stop. Considering that it would not be easy to get rid of these refugees, if he gave them some copper coins, they would be seen by others, and the chain reaction would be that more and more refugees would gather around him.
There are already many refugees not far away watching him carefully. As long as he takes a wrong step, he will probably not be able to escape today.
In addition, Hua Xi found that although there were old and young people in this group, most of them were in their thirties. They were weak due to long-term malnutrition.
It must be a good group of labor force. Hua Xi thought about it.
, although he wanted to accept them as his own people, but he didn't have much money at the moment. Although he had hoarded some millet that could be eaten, the problem was that just like giving out copper coins, other refugees would definitely follow. He didn't have that many right now.
Free food to feed these people
After Hua Xi stopped, he looked at them carefully and then asked, "What's wrong with your clan leader?"
Hearing Hua Xi asking about the situation of their clan leader, these men and women couldn't help but feel sad. The man who was the first to rush out just now complained: "Oh, it's not because of those mountain guards!"
"Mountain garrison?" Hua Xi thought they were ethnic people who came from Tianshui to escape the war, but unexpectedly they were people from Changyang.
Seeing Hua Xi's confusion, the man explained: "Sir, I think you must have just arrived in Changyang not long ago, so you don't know something! This..."
After listening for a while, Hua Xi suddenly realized