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"why?"

Chapter 779. The first year of the crown prince

Raising cattle is not just about grazing!Mao Xingjian, the scholar prince, has been given a common sense lesson!

The protein, carbohydrates and calories contained in the forage are too little and too little. When a herbivore such as the North American bison is in the wild, in order to obtain enough calories and nutrition, they can’t wait to eat it for 24 hours a day. In the hands of this black-hearted landlord, he has to work twelve hours a day, and the time for eating has been shortened by more than half, so it's no wonder he can bear it.

This is also the reason why it was difficult for the Central Plains Dynasty to organize large-scale cavalry. To support 20 cavalry in combat, at least [-] infantry and civilian men were needed to afford fodder. The food needed by five to eight infantrymen can be calculated better when Mao Jue is here, because he has developed the Great Northern Wilderness, one of the four largest black soil plains in the world, planting soybeans and corn extensively on a large scale, pressing soybeans for oil, and making wine from corn , You can use the two by-products of soybean meal and distiller's grains to relieve the pressure on horse food.

But Mao Xingjian does not have a large amount of distiller's grains and soybean meal now, so he can only slow down the progress of the city's construction, while continuing to hunt the bison that are still grazing in the lower reaches of the Snake River Plain, while letting this big guy rest and eat desperately .

But in this way, the plan to grow wheat and corn after planting rice fell through again.

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On April [-]th, the sound of jingling resounded throughout the Snake River Plain.

Standing on the higher slope of the Snake City and looking down, a long snake-like green agricultural belt runs across several miles. The green seedlings are neatly arranged in the square fields, and there are huge waterwheels constantly filling the river water in the storage area. In the canal, thousands of people went to battle, and the [-]-mu paddy field transplanting work by the river was finally completed within ten days. In autumn, these rice ears were as heavy as gold and fragrant rice.

It is a good thing that after the busy land reclamation, there is no need to continue farming for the time being, so that the immigrants have time to work on their own lives. The men are carrying the saw blades in the nearby dense virgin forest and creaking the top-quality wood. The big tree was dragged back to Snake City, right on the street, under the guidance of a carpenter hired by the Chen family car factory with a high salary, all the men, women, old and young in the immigrant town went to battle, broke the wood into planks, and then swung hammers and nails, tinkling. I am building my own home, and I have lived in a wooden shed for half a month, and I am almost suffering from arthritis. It is the most urgent wish of every household to have a house that can really shelter from wind and rain.

This time, before the city was built, the blueprints had already been planned, and each household built their yards in strict accordance with the pattern of the chessboard. Mao Xingjian, who is his father's obsessive-compulsive disorder, looked much more relieved.

As a prince, he still has privileges. Each of them has a strong man to work for him. The prince's yamen, which occupies the area of ​​eight civilian houses in the center of the north of Snake City, has also been built in its prototype. Compared with Mao Mao Xingjian still prefers the appearance of traditional Chinese wooden palaces for Jue’s buildings. In the middle of the house site, workers dug out a one-meter-deep foundation, inserted thick boards around the foundation, and then used clay to River sand and volcanic ash were filled in, and then heavy stone rollers were used to tamp it down, and a solid and warm rammed earth base was laid.

This terrier is carrying a medium-thick, strong log pillar and inserting it into the foundation, while the other Mao Xingjian is sitting in the yard, thinking about his cattle raising plan with a sad face. , Han Xiaomo, who also had a small face, struggled to write her report on the New World. On the other end, Su Luktata continued to read the enlightenment book "The Analects" with his head covered. After it was broken, the tribal prince now has a strong interest in the culture of Ming Dynasty that suddenly appeared.

Accompanied by the strange rhetoric, the sound of rubbing and buzzing in the yard was still heard. Chen Jiao, who was strict when she was young, but caring when she was older, really prepared for Mao Xingjian in every possible way. The three boats that came this time He even brought several sets of stone mills with him. The high-quality soybeans produced in the Northeast were dragged back and forth by the calf, and streams of white soybean milk flowed out along the corner carved out of the stone mill.

"Oh, I won't write anymore, I'm so annoying!"

A few lines of words were left on the news report book, and I don't know how many times I scratched my head. Finally, Han Xiaomo threw the pen beside the ink bottle angrily, and ran out clutching her little head.

Already used to her nervousness, Mao Xingjian didn't even raise his head, and then he was thinking about the cattle feed. In his eyes, Han Xiaomo plunged into the kitchen, holding a trash basket and hey Hey, come out, fish is still one of the staple foods here, and a big salmon head trembles slightly on the top.

Carrying the garbage basket to the edge of the millstone, the soy milk jug just below was full again, put down the mine, stopped the cattle, this girl was diligently carrying the soy milk jug and ran back to the temporary building, the simple kitchen, her eyes were straight He stopped on the grinding disc, and inadvertently, Mao Xingjian's eyes fell on the head bones of the salmon that had been stripped of meat.

"Hey, nephew! Tofu for tomorrow! What are you doing?"

Coming out again, clapping her little hands, Han Xiaomo walked towards the millstone, but just halfway there, her little face froze. Seeing Mao Xingjian, a prodigal son, throw a fish bone into the millstone, she was saddened screamed.

But he still ignored her with his usual high-cold appearance. Mao Xingjian watched the fish bone go in. After a while, the not too fine fish bone powder flowed out together with the soy milk. Went to his nose and smelled it, and the prince suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

"found it!"

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There is a new law in Snake City. All fish scales and fish bones left over from eating fish are not allowed to be thrown away. All these kitchen wastes must be collected in the cowshed outside the city for disposal. Although this law is strange, for the residents of Snake City, it is It was just a matter of walking a few more steps, but no one protested.

Relying on water to eat water, there are special people rowing small boats to go fishing in the salmon river every day. Fish is also one of the main dishes in Snake City. More than 3000 people came down. There are really a lot of broken fish bones. It is near the cowshed. The large millstone that came all the way to the New World was unloaded here, and the fish scales and bones were stuffed into the eye of the millstone together with the water. After a while, the fish meal that was not too fine but sticky was scattered with the rotation of the millstone. out.

The two millstones moved together, and in a short while, the two big basins were filled with this sticky fish meal. Geng Gengbo and Jin Laoliu each carried a basin into the barn, and they all fell down with two crashes. In the hay trough, the steer was still listless and clicked its big mouth, and filled its stomach with the row of broken hay without even looking at it.

This time eating lasted for more than an hour. Surprisingly, several strong cows who had been filling their stomachs for a moment turned away belching and flapping their tails.

I didn't dare to go back tonight. While grinding the fish meal, Mao Xingjian took Su Luketa with him, and Han Xiaomo stared at the cow with big eyes and small eyes. Just like this, the night passed, and there was no cow that ate the fish meal. There was a sudden sudden death from bleeding from the seven orifices, and there was no sudden transformation into Sailor Warrior or anything. It was just that he was more energetic than last time. Geng Gengbo poured a large bucket of roughage with fish meal and cut into sections. The guy with the high horns and big ears opened his mouth again, swallowing it in his stomach.

"Hey, it's still possible! It's been a long time seeing the little one. It turns out that cows can eat fish too!"

Holding the bull nose rope for a walk, Geng Geng's neck couldn't help but patted his thigh in surprise and muttered, but then he turned his stiff neck and big head again, and muttered regretfully.

"Unfortunately, there are too few."

It is indeed quite small. How much fish bone scales can weigh? A cow can eat as much as ten adults a day, and the kitchen waste of a hundred adults can feed a cow. The kitchen waste of more than 3000 people He listened a lot, and he was able to replenish the concentrate feed for thirty cows. Now Mao Xingjian had 210 five steers, big and small, which was not enough to eat.

No matter how much you don't like business, this businessman is just right!He pinched his chin and thought for a while, and finally Mao Xingjian waved his hand helplessly.

"Nangong Bingwen, drive a hundred cows back to Baoshihai tomorrow, and when Shangguan Lichu returns from Xinghaizi Port, take the cows to Ma Bao's place, and exchange three thousand barrels of dried fish for Gu back!"

A strong cow is worth 20 to [-] taels of silver in Daming, and a barrel of dried fish is worth three or four taels. Mao Xingjian wants to exchange a cow for [-] barrels of dried fish. Even if he is the crown prince, he must be scolded in Daming die.

But it is different in the New World. The Xinghaizi Port in the north is next to the world’s most famous fishing ground in Hokkaido. Ma Bao and others have more than a dozen galleons in their hands, and [-] barrels of dried fish. They are produced after a few trips to sea. Dried fish is worthless , but cattle can only be imported from the old continent, and even if a live cow is eaten and dragged to the new continent, its value will increase by more than ten times, especially now that the Yukon Governor's Mansion in the north is particularly lacking in animal power to mine gold. One cow was exchanged for thirty barrels of dried fish, so it was Ma Bao's profit.

"Your Majesty obeys!"

It’s not a solution to just spend money without earning money. There are only a few hundred thousand taels of silver left in his hand. Mao Xingjian had to save some money, but all of a sudden, half of the hard-working steer went away. Looking at Nangong Bingwen yelled out loudly, but the corners of Mao Xingjian's mouth still couldn't help but twitch with pain, so he could only turn his head aside, trying to keep out of sight.

After waiting for about a month, Geng Geng led his men to drive back all the remaining cattle, brought back the three thousand barrels of dried fish bought by Nangong Bingwen, and then dried the dried fish that had been blown through by the sea breeze. The mill went down to supplement the feed, and the big guy with infinite strength finally joined the work again. With cattle pulling back the wood hoarded in winter from the Gem Sea, the construction of Snake City accelerated a little bit.

By July, a large-scale wooden city had already appeared neatly on the plain of this foreign continent like a chessboard.

Standing on the second floor of the newly built hall full of wood fragrance, looking down at his own city, Mao Xingjian exhaled with great comfort

Chapter 7. The Unknown Arrival of the Prince

Compared with the monotonous plains on the east coast, the west coast of America is a huge geological museum. There are majestic mountains, turbulent rivers, bag-like mountains in the middle, steep plateaus, spacious and magnificent basins, and endless landscapes. The great desert, who would have thought that such magnificent and gorgeous mountains and rivers were once buried deep under the sea 500 million years ago, and were the deep seabed of the American Mediterranean.

While Mao Xingjian led his immigrants to build their homes hard, another group of people worked tirelessly, trekking hundreds of kilometers away, climbing mountains and lying in the snow.

New World Expedition Cavalry!

It was said to be cavalry, but the accompanying horse had already died in an accident, leaving only three infantrymen with their burdens on their backs.

In front of you, there is an endless desert.

"Huh~huh~ it's the end, it's the end! Let's go back! At the very least, go back to Outpost 25 and change some horses before we come back!"

Already exhausted and panting heavily, the expedition cavalryman Lambi looked to the south while talking hurriedly, beads of sweat rolling down his dark forehead like a stream.

Behind him, was holding a leather bag, pouring it into his mouth as hard as he could, but there were only a few drops of water slowly dripping from the mouth of the bag, and he was also panting heavily, resentfully putting the bag back on. At his waist, Song Yongzhong suddenly raised his binoculars and looked south.

In the eyes, there are vertical and horizontal undulations, and the magnificent sand dunes are blown by the strong wind, and the gravel is flying all over the sky.

Speaking of which, the colonists of the Ming Dynasty in the New World were lucky. The Little Ice Age was a global natural disaster, which caused a cruel 30-year war in Europe. In Asia, the Ming Dynasty collapsed. In North America, even the Indians resisted. In less than a year of cold winters, the seven major Indian races on the west coast of America, dozens of hundreds of tribes of all sizes spend many more days in the relatively warm south than in the north, so until now, Mao Xingjian has not come into contact with any big ones. tribe.

The only known tribe is the Suliman tribe of the Sioux, that is, the tribe from which Su Luktata was born. The shape of the Snake River Plain is like a huge banana. The No. 22 outpost area moved by Mao Xingjian is located at the tail of the banana. , is the coldest side, while the Suliman tribe and other Su people are at the head of the banana, near the Snake Eye Lake, and the distance between the two is about [-] kilometers.

As for the son of the tribal chief, Su Luktata, it was a complete accident. In order to complete the coming-of-age ceremony, he followed a few young men in the tribe to track down a bull king along the Hebei River, but he did not die. On the day Mao Xingjian ordered hunting , the wild bull herd trampled almost all of his party into meatloaf, so he ran faster and escaped.

The Sioux tribe and the New World expedition team have already had some contact. Although they are also backward in civilization, they can be regarded as a half-farming and half-safari tribe.

But it’s different in front of us. Cheyenne, Apache, Zuni, Comanche, these names from the Sioux population, even among the Indians, are famous for their ferocity and fighting spirit. The Great Basin, between the Grand Canyon of Colorado, once attacked the Inca Empire in the south, and wiped out the Spanish coastal strongholds. It has been three years since they went south. The longer it takes, the greater the chances of these tribes going north again. , which is why Song Yongzhong is so afraid.

Fortunately, looking through the binoculars, except for the strong wind mixed with salt grains in the desert of the Great Salt Lake, in the eyes of the eyes, after walking for a few days, there is still no trace of settlement. In another month, when the weather cools down, these tribes will disappear It is absolutely impossible to continue migrating north!

Putting away the binoculars, Song Yongzhong finally nodded amidst the expectations of the two assistants.