Daqin: You have a son to help Su

Chapter 235 Murong Ke Arrives, God of Harvest
With a few leaders of the Donghu tribe who took the lead, the other leaders could only lower their noble heads after looking at each other in blank dismay.

As for avenging those who died in battle, there is almost no such concept on the grassland where the strong prey on the weak. Instead, they still have to beg the forgiveness of the young master Fusu, so that their souls can go deep into the kingdom of heaven.

This is also because Fusu doesn't like superstition, but still wants to continue to be the identity of this god. After all, conquering the nomads in the north is easier and more effective than war.

As for the sanctity, young master Fusu has the most noble blood of Zhu Xia, and with the artifact of the exchange mall, Fusu does not believe that there is anyone more sacred than himself.

"Everyone with a bearded head, get up! Take me to your grassland, and I'll see where you live!" After all, after pretending to be a god in Jiuyuan County for a year, Fusu is still very familiar with him.

"Obey, the great queen of the gods!" Khitan King immediately leaned over and turned his horse's head.

The other Donghu heads also glanced at each other, and then replied: "This is our honor!"

Then, Fusu came to one of the most important granaries of Zhu Xia in the future. Although he may not be the first Zhu Xia person here, he will become the first ruler of Zhu Xia here!
There are a lot of weeds on the fertile black soil, and they are quite lush. This makes Fusu, who knows how fertile the black soil is, feel a little regretful. If these lands are used to grow food products, the value is obviously higher.

The Khitan king took him directly to the Khitan tribe for the first tribal leader who took refuge in his son Fusu.As soon as he arrived at the territory of the Khitan tribe, Fusu discovered the difference between the Khitan tribe and the outside world.

The Khitan tribe has reclaimed farmland, and the land near the river with the most abundant water is designated as a field, and there are some crops similar to corn on it.

And because the fields are fertile and the river is abundant, the growth of these corn is gratifying.Fusu nodded and praised: "Khitan leader, the crops on your farm are really good!"

Hearing the translator translate this sentence to himself, the Khitan headman looked at his son Fusu happily and said: "There are many people from the Yan Kingdom who have come here to seek refuge. They took our herdsmen to farm. This is theirs. Credit."

Fusu nodded at the Yan people who came to seek refuge. After Qin destroyed Yan, some Yan people who were unwilling to surrender to Qin would naturally run away, but the whole world would one day be the land of Qin. Where are they going?
However, these people will be the most opposed to their rule on the grassland, which is a hidden danger, but Fusu, who is used to such things, has ways to deal with these people.

"Headman of the Khitan, I will have someone transport the corn seeds, and use these farmlands to cultivate corn next year!" Fusu looked at the farmlands, and then turned to look at the grassland belonging to the Khitan tribe.

Compared with corn, Fusu didn't want to give alfalfa and sweet elephant grass to the Khitan Ministry. Again, this piece of land is too wasteful to grow grass.

Just like in the Hetao Plain in Jiuyuan County, the herdsmen still wanted to graze the fertile land that could have been used to grow corn after giving them sweet elephant grass and alfalfa.

Because sweet elephant grass and alfalfa are both high-yielding and high-quality, the milk volume and feeding rate of cattle, sheep and horses raised on them have increased linearly.There is no clear difference between this and growing corn, so herders will naturally choose the more familiar grazing.

Since the rewards from farming and grazing are similar, you must choose what you are best at, right?

But Fusu knew that the calculation was not based on the same land area.Grazing requires ten times as much land as farming.

That is to say, under the same area of ​​the Hetao Plain, the land needed to feed one herdsman and ten peasant families is the same.

As a result, Fusu now changed his mind. In this northeast plain, grass cannot be planted.To plant, the colder and barren land in the north is more suitable. After all, the growth conditions of crops are much more precious than pastures.

Planting crops can produce more food than grazing. If the land is turned into farmland, the harvest will be significantly more.

The Khitan king, who was rewarded by his son Fusu, quickly bowed to express his gratitude, and he only asked his son Fusu to reward him with the seeds of the divine grass.

But Fusu continued, "Hurry up and expand the size of this field! The yield of corn is very high, and this piece of farmland is simply not enough!"

The translator passed this sentence to the King of Khitan, and the King of Khitan felt grateful for his son Fusu's generosity, so he half knelt down and said, "All the Khitan tribe thank you for your generosity, great son Fusu!"

"By the way, in the next few days, my soldiers and I will stay with you. In the next two days, you will send someone to gather all the leaders. After five days, we will discuss the future whereabouts of the Eastern Hu in the Khitan Department. !" Fusu informed the Khitan king before leaving, and the translator followed the young master and left.

"Obey!" The Khitan King naturally did not refuse.

Leaving the Khitan tribe, Fusu looked at the vast grassland and the sky to the west. Five days later, Murong Ke should have arrived here. Although the Khitan king was very obedient, Fusu believed in Murong Ke's ability even more.

Whether it is management ability or military ability, Murong Ke is a name in history.

Sure enough, three days later, Murong Ke followed Du to Donghu in the east, and Murong Ke also came here with his elite soldiers from the Murong tribe who had dominated the grassland.

"Murong Ke pays homage to Young Master Fusu!" Seeing Young Master Fu Su who had met twice before, Murong Ke leaned over and bowed.

"I heard that Prince Murong Ke likes Zhu Xia culture before, and he named himself Xuan Gong. I will call you Xuan Gong from now on, how about it?" Call him the same as the other summoned people before, and call him directly.

"Young master loves you!"

Different from the first meeting before, after many confrontations with the Huns in Mobei, Murong Ke gradually realized how powerful this young master Fusu was. This son, Fusu, dared to directly attack Henan with less than [-] Qin soldiers.

And captured the previous Xiongnu Chanyu, and got the surrender of all the Huns in Henan, every step of which Murong Ke himself could not do.

Not to mention the posthumous name of the god of the young master Fusu, after a period of time, it spread more and more widely on the grasslands, and now many herdsmen have not only prayed to the gods, but also prayed to the young master Fusu, Bless yourself for a good harvest.

Because of corn, alfalfa, sweet elephant grass and other crops, Fusu gradually has the tendency to become the god of harvest.

(End of this chapter)