The sky on the grassland is as clean as ever, with huge clouds covering it, fast or slow, and vast. There is no doubt that this is a heavy rain coming.

For grasslands, rain is generally concentrated in summer and autumn, but now when autumn goes to winter comes, it is not the time for heavy rain to come.

"Mu Tieer, bring some younger brothers, quickly pack the cow dung back to the tent-"

Thirteen-year-old Mu Tieer was feeding cattle and sheep. In order to make the cattle and sheep eat faster, he even secretly cut off his father's scimitar.

He also had to carefully pick out some thorny grass.

"Come on!" When I looked up, I saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds. Timuer immediately put down the forage and brought a few playing younger brothers and sisters to the tent, and moved the dried cow dung next to the tent in basket after basket.

Pad - shaking -

As soon as most of the time was moved, the rain in the sky continued to fall, and the remaining cow dung had turned into mud.

"What a heavy rain." My father, Datie Muyi, sat at the entrance of the tent, grinding his own scimitar, and said: "It's the first time I've seen such heavy rain in so many years!"

"God of immortality blessed-"

After praying, Datiemu continued to sharpen the knife, and all his eyes focused on the scimitar, his eyes full of joy.

Timuyi knew that this was exchanged for the ten sheep in the family, and even the armor could be easily broken. He looked very envious:

"Babe, can you give this knife to me?"

"Temur, when you become an adult, this knife is yours!"

Da Tiemuer smiled, touched his son's head, and then thoughtfully said: "Your brother has gone to Tian Khan's side, you are the pillar of Tiemuer's house."

Timuer knew that his brother was sent to Luoyang. Not long ago, he sent a letter back and left two silver beans. My father couldn't sleep with him and said that he was marrying his wife.

The heavy rain did not last long and ended in half an afternoon. At this time, the head of a hundred households suddenly came over on a horse: "Timuyi, come out quickly, Qian households have something to do!"

After shouting a few times, the head of a hundred households left again, probably another family was another family.

Datie Muer quickly packed up and ordered, "Don't move around when I'm not at home, just feed the horses and sheep, wait for me to come back-"

The grandma next to her silently prepared her bags, then took out two pieces of meat cakes from the iron pot: "Save it for you to eat on the road!"

"Hey, what am I eating!"

Da Tie Muerhe shook his head and said directly: "Qianhu called me, there must be something wrong. I must be responsible for the food. You can keep it for some Tie Muerhe!"

As he said that, he put on his armor and left on a horse.

Timuyi hurriedly walked out of the house and watched his father leave.

He knew that noodle cake was originally called Tangpan, which was a good thing I only ate in recent years and had a little sweetness.

Each sheep can only be exchanged for ten kilograms of flour, which is only one dou. But I heard that a sheep can exchange for a few stones in the Central Plains.

Even if it is so expensive, the grassland herders do not disdain to exchange it, for fear that they will not be able to exchange it.

Nothing else, flour can be stored for a long time, half a year to a year, and can survive the difficult winter.

Cattle and sheep must be slaughtered once winter comes, and they cannot be preserved for many periods. It is better to sell them directly before winter.

It is precisely because of this that the late autumn on the grassland is when the price of sheep and cattle is the lowest.

"Eat!"

My mother served the broth and sprinkled salt in pain. Then she tore two pieces of bread and spread evenly in the bowls of several brothers.

In their memory, the brothers and sisters were eating voraciously and eating in big mouthfuls. Such comfortable days have only been in the past two years.

After dinner, Timuyi consciously went to the cellar, opened it slightly, carefully got in, and took some green materials, mixed with ginseng and dried materials, so that the cattle and sheep could eat faster.

Cellar silage, which was built last year.

Timuyi was made with the Tang people, as well as thousands of households and hundreds of households, and every household has it.

I heard that the stored green materials can be used for two or three years, so I am not afraid of cattle and sheep being hungry. If cattle and sheep are not hungry, they will naturally not be hungry either.

Therefore, Timu'er runs very frequently and works very hard to silage. He already knows the causal relationship in his small head.

Datie Muye rode a horse to Qianhu's home. Hundreds of people had already come to this pasture one after another, greeting each other softly and laughing.

"Silage is such a good thing. There will not be so many sheep dead this year!"

"I have been busy for half a year. Even if the stored forage is caused by a vacancies, I am not afraid of it."

Datie Muer listened to the discussion in front of him, and before he knew it, everyone's topics were discussed and settled.

"When silage is used to make for forage, doesn't it mean you don't have to run around?"

"Then can we live in the city like the Tang people?"

Everyone was talking about it, and their opinions were divided into two parts, some agreed, and some disagreed.

Timuer couldn't help but say: "We live in brick and tile houses like the Tang people. Those wolves can no longer steal our sheep, let alone take away the children!"

"That's true!"

Once it involves children's family, many people have to choose to go against tradition.

"Thousands of households arrive--"

Soon, Qianhu, who was handsome, had a beard and a tiger-backed and bear-bearded waist, came to everyone, and there were also officials who died and tax officials.

The three of them stood in a row, and Qianhu said at the top of his voice: "I don't want to play, what are you doing now? Remember, the royal court has an order to summon three hundred people per thousand households to participate in the war against the Khitans."

"Whoever I clicked my name will stand on the right!"

Immediately, Qianhu did not talk much, and took out the roster and read out the confirmed name: "Titouyi--"

Timuyi was shocked and could only respond in panic.

Thousand herdsmen, almost three men and one soldier, were drawn a little cruel.

However, due to the existence of silage, these herders no longer worry about their families starving to death after they leave, but are quite excited to plunder slaves, cattle and sheep.

"If there were multiple slaves in my family, today's cow dung would not be soaked!"

Timuyi couldn't help but think that her face turned red with excitement.

Other herders were also happy when they heard the battle. Some wanted to add a pot, while others wanted to grab cattle, sheep, fur coats, and even daughters.

Although they were the overlord of the grassland, the Khitans were not afraid of the Khitans since the battle in Youzhou, even ordinary herders were not afraid of the Khitans.

In recent years, the Wangting tribe has accumulated a lot of confidence due to the repeated victory over the Xi people.

"Everyone, this is the first time that the royal court has raised such a large-scale war, so each person will be rewarded with one stone of flour and take it home!"

The herdsmen were extremely happy at the command of the thousand households. This was a real benefit.
Chapter completed!