Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

After a few more days, the small workshop with less than a few dozen people finally produced enough meat floss.

When Du Wei directed the crowd to load a jar of meat floss into the cart, Song Qingyuan was leading Duo Kang to the sheep pen.

"Your Highness, these are the flocks exchanged with the caravan." Duokang pointed to the countless sheep in the sheep pen and said to Song Qingyuan.

Amidst the cries of thousands of sheep one after another, Song Qingyuan fell silent for a rare time.

Did he accidentally trade so many sheep?

His subordinates are responsible for the specific matters of the transaction with Du Wei.Song Qingyuan himself didn't ask much.

Therefore, it was also the first time for him to see such a grand scene in front of him.

In previous years, most of the goods transported by the tribes to the Southern Zhou Dynasty were live sheep.Because sheep are smaller and easier to transport than other livestock on the grassland.

But now, the cars of the caravan are filled with drunk horse papyrus and meat floss.

More than half of them were exchanged with Song Qingyuan for livestock.

The remaining part was obtained through cooperation with Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan provided the goods, they sold them, and the money they earned was [-]% to Song Qingyuan's.

But even though he had made a rough estimate, he never thought that those things could be exchanged for so many livestock.

Song Qingyuan rested his forehead with one hand, looking worriedly at the gray flock of sheep trying to rush out of the fence.

"Do you think that if I sell these sheep to everyone, will anyone be willing to buy them?" Song Qingyuan asked with a little confidence.

"Your Highness, have you forgotten that the people of our Muhe tribe also raise sheep?" Duo Kang laughed.

That's right... Song Qingyuan continued to remain silent, looking helplessly at the fat and strong ram in the sheep pen.

These rams that can be brought out for sale have already grown, and even if they continue to be raised, they will not grow any more meat. Instead, they will have to pay for fodder in vain, so they can only be killed for meat.

But if the people on the grassland want to eat mutton, it would be fine to just kill a sheep in their own home. Why buy it?

But what can he do with so many sheep? He doesn't graze!

Song Qingyuan frowned.

"However, if His Highness sells it, the people of our tribe and the tribe will definitely be willing to buy it." Duokang looked at Song Qingyuan and added.

"Why?" Song Qingyuan was a little puzzled, they probably don't need sheep.

"Because everyone respects and loves His Highness." Duo Kang glanced at the bustling caravan that was about to leave in the distance, and added: "Your Highness first helped everyone solve the drunken horse grass that has plagued us for many years, and made many people feel uncomfortable. It relieved the pain on the joints. People said that the dried meat floss would fetch a good price in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and our winter grain and grass would also be available.”

"So, if His Highness needs the big guys to do something, everyone will rush to help." His tone was sincere, and it was completely the thoughts of the people from the bottom of their hearts.

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan quickly dispelled Duo Kang's thoughts.

He originally wanted to improve the lives of the people.But if you let them buy livestock that they don't need in order to thank themselves, it will run counter to their original intention.

"Since that's the case, we have to find another way out for these sheep." Song Qingyuan thought about it.

But he will leave the Muhe tribe in a few days, and he really can't take the thousands of sheep with him.

"Why don't you help me donate all these sheep to the tribe." Song Qingyuan said with some hesitation.

Although he is rich, he is not a boy who spends money.

These sheep are worth a lot of money.Now that he wants to give it away, he can't help feeling a little bit pained.

"Why is this?" Duo Kang raised his voice and asked suspiciously.

"I'm leaving the Muhe tribe in a short time." Song Qingyuan sighed, "I can't take so many sheep with me."

More and more confusion leaked from Duo Kang's eyes.

He looked at Song Qingyuan, "Then it would be great if His Highness hired a few people to help you take care of them, why give them away?"

Is it still possible to do this?Song Qingyuan didn't react for a while.

Hearing that this season is the busiest time for the people on the grassland, he subconsciously thought that they had no energy to work for other people.

"Isn't everyone busy catching the last wave of pasture? There shouldn't be enough people to hire." Song Qingyuan was a little skeptical.

Duo Kang laughed and said, "Of course. In our Muhe tribe, not everyone has cattle and sheep. Those from poor families rely on working for other people to make ends meet."

Song Qingyuan suddenly realized.

When he saw that everyone was grazing, he subconsciously thought that everyone was raising livestock.

"Your Highness, do you remember when the workshop was busy a few days ago?" Duo Kang asked.

Song Qingyuan nodded.When the workshop was first built, the people making meat floss inside were so busy that they never touched the ground.

It was easier for these people to wait until the meat grinder was made.

"At that time, I hired them to work." Duo Kang explained with a smile.

"In that case, please hire some people to raise these sheep for me." Song Qingyuan pointed to the flock of sheep in front of him.

Duokang agreed, looking at the fat flock of sheep and sighed, "It's just that these sheep are enough for slaughter. I'm afraid they won't grow much meat next year, but they will lose a lot of forage."

This is true.Song Qingyuan nodded in agreement.

However, who stipulates that the value of sheep must be in mutton?

Looking at Duo Kang who was sincerely worried about his income and expenditure, he comforted him: "Don't worry, they will be very useful in the spring of next year."

Song Qingyuan had carefully considered this matter before.

The people now raise sheep, except for a small part for their own consumption, most of them are for sale in the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

But now that there are other agricultural products that can be used to trade with the Southern Zhou, these sheep are no longer needed.

For these extra sheep, Song Qingyuan put his attention on wool and cashmere.

Many herders today also collect some woolly maple to make felt, but only for keeping livestock warm.

The main reason is that sheep will secrete a lot of oil to attach to the wool in order to keep warm.

But this layer of grease will absorb a lot of dust and weeds, and it is very troublesome to clean up.

Therefore, most of the people just cleaned it hastily, and the wool felt made of it is naturally not clean.

Another reason is that their felt-making technology is still very backward, and the felt not only has a single color, but also is of average quality.

Song Qingyuan planned to make some cheap soap.

It's just that caustic soda, a necessity for making soap, is still waiting for people's invention.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyuan sighed deeply.

The road of economic development is really a long way to go.

The season for shaving sheep is generally in September and October and the spring of the next year.

Song Qingyuan can only hope that before next spring, he can find a way to produce caustic soda on a large scale.

Duo Kang on the side didn't know the sorrow in Song Qingyuan's heart.He had no doubts in Song Qingyuan's ability, so he naturally believed that even the most common sheep on their grassland could play a big role in the opponent's hands.

Just why have to wait until spring?Can't you do it now?Dokang was a little anxious.

But Song Qingyuan was already turning around and walking back, so he had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and follow.

"Your Highness, is Manager Du Wei of the Merchant Gang looking for you?"

Song Qingyuan had just walked a few steps when he saw his subordinates walking towards him and said to him.

"What's wrong? But what's wrong with the goods?" Song Qingyuan was a little puzzled.

"No." The subordinate hurriedly shook his head, "It is Du Wei who is about to leave, and wants to say goodbye to His Highness."

"Okay, then you can take it there." After confirming that it was not a problem with the goods, Song Qingyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and followed his subordinates to leave the sheep pen.

The caravan to the Southern Zhou Dynasty is ready to go.

Seeing Song Qingyuan, Du Wei hurried over.

"Are you ready to go?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"That's right." Du Wei followed Song Qingyuan's gaze, saw him staring at the caravan behind him, and asked, "Your Highness is worried about these goods?"

The businessman who was traveling with Du Wei next to him heard the words, patted the jar on the car, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, don't worry, the meat floss is delicious to us, and there is a selling method you taught, we will definitely sell it. It can be sold for a good price in Southern Zhou.”

Song Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded following their words, "I trust you all."

But in fact, he was not worried about the problem of meat floss just now. He has been thinking about how to produce caustic soda on a large scale.

Although plant ash is available now, and alkali can be extracted, there is still a long way to go for mass production.

Forget it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain.He comforted himself in his heart.

Not long after, someone brought a few bottles of wine.

According to the rules of the prairie, as the person who sees you off, you should drink this glass of wine and send blessings to those who travel far.

"That being the case, I wish you all a smooth trip and safety." Song Qingyuan put aside the matter of caustic soda, raised his wine glass, and said to Du Wei and his party.

"Thank you, Your Highness." The sonorous voices of the caravan came from the grassland.

In the distance, there is a distant camel horse bell ringing.

The caravan stretching far away slowly left the grassland.

"Your Highness, are we going to leave the Muhe Tribe too?" Qin Zizhen jumped out from nowhere and stood behind Song Qingyuan.

"I don't know." Song Qingyuan looked at the caravan in the distance and shook his head slightly.

These words are not perfunctory to the other party, but that he really does not know when he will leave Muhe.

In the beginning, when he was discussing with Lian Ti, he didn't mention when to leave.

But now, Lian Ti disappeared directly on the wood and grassland, and he didn't even have a chance to ask.

He is completely ignorant of the time when he left the journey.

"Then..." Qin Zizhen didn't expect Song Qingyuan to answer him so bluntly, he froze in place, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Is there still no news from King Mobei?" He asked aloud.

The author says:

Lian Ti: My wife cares about my news, he really has me in his heart.

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Second, there are more, but it is estimated that it will be very late, so let’s watch it tomorrow when you wake up-what;

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