Yang Jin Enters Beijing

Shan Zengtou's Zhuangzi is not far away from us, and we can ride back and forth on a fast horse for half a day.This refers to when the weather is fine, but in such a snowstorm, the three of us walked for a whole night, and arrived at the place when it was dawn the next day.

When I got there, I found that the village of Shan Zengtou was already crowded with yaks, at least tens of thousands of them, and more herdsmen came one after another with their yaks.

I don't know how much fodder Shan Zengtou has in his house. Even if each of these yaks was given one grass, it would be a huge pile!I, Jamba and Gyatso were all worried.

At this time, a few horses ran out from the Zhuangzi gate of Shan Zengtou. They were wearing the same armor as the team that notified us to come. He asked loudly, "Do any of you know how to count and write?"

No one answered.There are not many people in Tubo who can read and write. Generally, only the princes of the head family and the monks in the monastery can read. As for what counting is, I don’t know.

Several people inquired around without any results, and then turned back to the door.After a while they ran out again, this time asking: "It's okay if you have a particularly good memory, but who has a particularly good memory?"

This time someone responded, "Oh, my Yangjin family has a very good memory. He can always remember how many yaks there are in my family."

I rolled my eyes at Gyatso.This is also called a good memory?

However, in Tubo, there are often people who don’t know how many cows they have in their family, but it’s not a big problem, because each family’s cow’s buttocks will have their own logo branded on it, and it’s just a matter of doing it well.As for the fact that I can always remember the exact number of cattle in my family, it’s not that I have a good memory. The key is that my family lost a lot of cattle because of me. It can really give an extra head and a half.

The person who asked the question had already come on horseback. He shone my face with the torch in his hand and waved to me without asking any more questions, "Follow me."

I had no choice but to drive my horse to keep up with him.

Followed the man to drive the horse into Shan Zengtou's manor. This is the first time I have been in the manor of the head man, but before I could see the appearance of the house, I was stunned in shock. The yard in front of me Haystacks piled high.

Those grasses were all tied up well, and the bundled straw bales were neatly stacked into a tall grass mountain.But this is not the only grassy mountain. Looking around, I saw at least four of them.

It wasn't until the person who brought me lifted me off the horse by the collar that I came back to my senses.

There were several people talking about something under the grassy mountain. At this time, the sky had already brightened, and I could clearly see that one of them was Shan Zengtou.Once when he went hunting, Qiangba pointed it out to me from a distance.At that time, he shouted and embraced, very majestic.

But at this time, he nodded and bowed and said something to the other person with an apologetic smile on his face, and his expression was a bit like Gesanghua.

The person who made Shan Zengtou look like this didn't look very old, with braids on his head, but he was wearing a double-breasted padded jacket.

The quilted jacket is not the clothing of our Tubo people. We all wear leather robes. I only saw Han merchants wearing the quilted jacket in the market, but the hair of this man is the usual style of our Tubo gentlemen, and It proves that he should be from Tubo.

This strangely dressed man waved his hand impatiently at Shan Zengtou. At this time, I was quite close, and I heard him say: "I was ordered by Mr. Zanpu to ensure that every household, every A cow can eat grass."

The person who brought me finally let go of my neck at this moment, he saluted the person: "Master Basang, this person said he has a good memory."

The man called Lord Basang looked at me, and then pointed to one of the big grass hills and said to me: "Wait a minute, you will guard that haystack, and the cows will come in later, how many cows will eat at your place?" Yes, whose cattle are all of them, you have to write it down and tell me later."

I roughly understood what was going on.No matter how much grass is brought in, it is limited after all. It is definitely not enough for the tens of thousands of cows outside to feed for a winter, and they can only feed them for a full meal.

Shan Zeng head probably wanted to withhold part of the fodder for his own cattle, but was rejected by the stern Basang, and asked someone to watch him, lest he make trouble.

I am very happy to do this, so I nodded vigorously, "I will remember it well."

Shan Zengtou gave me a vicious look, "Remember it carefully, or I will skin you alive."

Then for the rest of the day, I was counting cows and grass; besides counting cows, I was counting grass; after counting cows, I continued counting grass.

From early in the morning until dusk and dusk, I didn't even have a mouthful of hot water during the day. I only grabbed a few handfuls of highland barley that Danzhu brought to me and ate them with snow.

When it got dark, all the cattle basically had enough grass and went home.Almost all the grassy hills were razed to the ground.This full meal will not last until next spring, but a cow has two stomachs, and after both stomachs are full, it can digest and chew slowly, and it can last for ten days and a half months.

I stomped my feet, which were almost numb from the cold all day, stretched my waist, and picked up a long grass pole on the ground.

There are leaves attached to the straw, and the leaves are narrow and long, and they are still turquoise.This is not a plant on our plateau.

"Go to Master Basang." Someone greeted me and pointed to a yurt not far away.

I trotted over, thinking that Jamba and Gyatso were still waiting for me outside, and they could go home together after completing the errands.

In the yurt, Lord Basang and two other people who looked like managers were holding a few books, as if they were calculating something.

"How much?", one of the managers asked me without looking up, holding a pen and a notebook in his hand.

"Thirty-seven thousand, five hundred and eighty-four cows, eating grass in total, ninety-eight thousand four hundred and forty-two bundles. Including 580 and two yaks of the Bianba family, 440 and nine yaks of the Paga family, and 460 and nine yaks of the Phuntso family..." I replied.

Lord Basang, who was sitting behind a table reading the account book, raised his head and gave me a surprised look, "You remember it so clearly?"

"The cattle are brought in batch by batch, so there is no misrecognition. The grass is neatly stacked, and it is easy to count the number." I replied.

"That's not easy." Basang smiled. His smile was gentle and friendly, "What's your name?"

"Yang Jin." I answered honestly.

Basang nodded, "Go ahead."

"Phuntsok's family has 230 cows,..."

It didn't take long to record them one by one.

Lord Basang got up at this moment and walked over, took the account book in the hand of the steward, and counted it from beginning to end.Then he looked up at me for the second time, and his eyes were even more astonished, "The number check is not bad at all!"

"Thick, thick." I smirked.

"Yang Jin, you are very smart, will you follow me in the future?" Basang asked.

I scratched my head, "Follow your lord?"

"Follow me." Basang said.

I shook my head, "Luoxie" is the capital of our Tubo, I can't say exactly where it is, it should be far away from here. "I have four brothers, and Danzhu and the child. We want to be together."

Basang sighed regretfully and waved to me, "Go."

I left Shanzengtou's Zhuangzi, and Jampa and Gyatso were waiting for me outside. I ran to them and shouted loudly, "Oh, Jampa, Gyatso, go home."

"Ale!" Jamba and Gyatso responded, waving their whips and driving the yaks away.