"Yes." The young man from Baren nodded, very obedient.

Guan Jingqi peeked at him, wanting to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh.

"You live in the mountains, and the food is tight, or are there not enough salt, sauce, vinegar, etc." Ju Zizhou asked.

"Not enough." The young man from Baren couldn't help but say: "We... starved to death many people this winter..."

Starved to death?

Ju Zizhou took a deep breath, and some long-lost aura appeared between his eyebrows.

"The mountains are in short supply, why don't you come out to plant some land? One way to add some harvest; the other way is to communicate with the outside world, which is better than hiding in the mountains and joining beasts and starving to kill old people and children."

The young man from Ba people was a little sad: "But... come out... the patriarch told the wizard that more people were going to die... the King of Qin, who wanted us to go to war, but he didn't give money or food after the war..."

As he said this, Ju Zizhou asked in a gentle tone: "So, do you think it is better to live in the outer mountains or to farm outside and eat more full?"

The young man from Baren looked at Ju Zizhou's face seriously and did not hide his quest or doubt, and said, "Of course, I eat enough outside... but I don't often eat enough outside..."

Ju Zizhou nodded: "Yes, we can't eat enough often outside."

"So, are you going to buy our mountain goods?"

Ju Zizhou saw the hope in the eyes of the young man in Baren, and knew that he was in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

However, with such hope, Ju Zizhou shook his head: "I don't have much money. Besides, no matter how much I buy, no matter what tribe you have, it's up to you to eat and use for one or two months, which is not very meaningful."

"Ah?" The young man from Ba people was very disappointed.

"Can you... help us? We really have no choice..." He sat in front of him with awkwardness.

Ju Zizhou shook his head: "I can help you think of a method. This method can help you avoid worrying about your future food and use. However, this may require some people to lose their lives. You can go back and discuss it to see if you can accept it."

"We are not afraid of death!" The young man from Baren immediately raised his head and raised his chest: "As long as he can earn a full life for his tribe, we people in the mountains are not afraid of death! We have the strength and can also do it!"

Hunting in the mountains and forests is said to be free and easy, but even Ba people who regard the mountains and forests as their homes are bitten and killed by poisonous snakes, shared by tigers and wolves, poisoned by miasma from unknown places, and counter-killed by prey every year, which often happens.

They live among the mountains and forests. Naturally, they do not have the technology and ability to smel copper and iron, and they are backward in weapons and equipment, and lack food and insufficient nutrition. The most burly husband in the clan will not be stronger than the nobles outside the mountain.

Ju Zizhou looked at him deeply and reached out to pour a bowl of turbid wine.

The wine has not been filtered. Once it is poured out, half a bowl of impurities floats in the bowl. They are the residue left after the raw materials cannot be completely filtered during brewing.

Ju Zizhou took a sip and chewed the lees slowly.

The alcohol content is bitter and the alcohol content is probably not more than beer. It is logical that it will not be intoxicating after drinking it. However, Ju Zizhou's consciousness was a little blurred and he was withdrawn.

This is damn, the world!

Ju Zizhou took a deep breath, suppressed the flames in his chest, put a bowl of Jinchi Soup in a spoon, drank it slowly, and then stood up: "I'll go back first, tomorrow, come to my house... By the way, little comrade, what's your name?"

"My name is Mastiff, and I don't have any words." The young man from Ba people replied respectfully.

Ju Zizhou nodded: "Then, just say that, you come to my house tomorrow and bring someone who can make decisions. Let's find a way to sell the mountain goods and help you get through this difficult situation."

"Thank you." The mastiff was overjoyed and kowtowed Ju Zizhou on the ground.

Ju Zizhou frowned and said nothing, but turned around and left without being kowtowed, nor interrupted him.

When he got home, Ju Zizhou had no food, so he just washed up and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

Seeing this, Xu Qingcheng was a little surprised: "Have you drunk? I haven't slept so early."

Zhengliu held the book, looked at the simple Qin Zhuan used for enlightenment in the book, and glared at Xu Qingcheng again.

...

Mountains and tsunamis.

After the number of people reached thousands, it was boundless at first glance. Anyone with strong courage could only bow his head when he saw this.

After a long time of disagreement, the war between the Qin and Zhao people began!

After a winter of full food and drinking, the soldiers' cheeks were rosy and the horses were fat and strong. They shouted. Although the sound was not very neat, they also shook the whole field, making people hear it and their scalp numb.

Meng Ao narrowed his eyes and listened to the call from the Qin people in his ears. Looking at the Zhao people who were facing each other, there were already signs of disintegration in the formation.

The Qin people were fierce.

Such rumors are known to everyone in the world.

According to rumors, the Qin people donated armor and sent a sect to the enemy, took the heads on the left and the enemy was born on the right.

Among the rumors, the Qin people were not afraid of death, but were happy when they heard about the war. They added swords and axes but did not die, and arrows fell without avoiding them.

Such rumors become reality, and further become the vast sound of whirling in the ears, and the boundless neat enemy formation in front of you, all your reason will disappear, and what follows is deep fear.

The Zhao army's formation was disintegrated to a certain extent.

But it quickly stabilized.

The nobles in the Zhao army were screaming and shouting, and the Zhao officials were roaring desperately. They told the terror of the Qin people, the old revenge of the surrendered soldiers of the Zhao people being cruelly killed by the Qin people, the Qin people would not leave behind a living prisoner, and the Qin people were inhumane, and if they could not win, they would die.

Soon, the people of Zhao burst into a certain fighting spirit because of fear, hatred, and desire to survive.

But, unfortunately, no matter how enthusiastic you are in combat, it is better to take out the food and let people eat enough to keep them for a few months.

The Qin people came prepared and would raise their soldiers for the whole winter, with two meals a day, and everyone was full of food.

And Zhao people...

Seeing that the time was almost right, Meng Ao waved the order flag and the drums suddenly started, and the Qin people roared and started charging.

This is an array collision, a head-on war without any fancy and absolutely impossible to take advantage of.

Use the Gang to defeat the Gang, and exchange life for life.

In this kind of battle, the advantages of the strong will be infinitely magnified.

In this kind of battle, the advantages of equipment, the advantages of soldiers' physical strength and explosiveness, as well as the advantages of numbers and morale will be exponentially amplified.

So, the final result is...

"Bang."

A crisp sound.

Wang Jian patted a mosquito that had woken up early, beat the raw egg into a bowl, scratched the egg yolk with his fingers, then poured in the muddy wine, and took a sip.

"Master, when will we go to the battlefield?" asked the guard beside us.
Chapter completed!