People start talking about things after drinking for three rounds, but in Xu You's case, it's only after the jar of wine is finished that the serious business is half discussed.

Seeing that Wu Niu was so interested in the introduction fee, Xu You also became interested.

He patted Wu Niu and said affectionately:

"Chief Wu Niu, besides war horses and big black cattle, you have other ways to get wool from me."

"What else?"

Both Wu Niu and the translator were a little confused.

In addition to horses, cattle and sheep, there is only horse dung, cow dung and sheep dung on the grassland. Does the Han man in front of me also need that dung to burn fire and keep warm?

"There are still people."

Xu You chuckled and rubbed his hands subconsciously, "Now we need a lot of labor, uh, labor here."

"labor force?"

"Yes." Xu You nodded, "For example, the pastures here need help raising cattle and sheep, the workshops need handymen, and the mines need miners. We need a lot of people to work."

The two of them didn't understand what a handyman miner was, but they still understood that they needed manpower to do the work.

But Wu Niu's eyes lit up:

"Can anyone do it?"

When it comes to this, Xu You is much more proficient:

"It depends on the type. Our manpower here is mainly divided into two types."

"Which two?"

"The first type is labor. In fact, it is like the sheep slaves in your tribe and the slaves you captured. We only need young adults and children, both men and women, for this kind of work. There will be no ones who can't do the work."

Wu Niu nodded: "Understood."

How could you not understand?

In the tribal disputes on the grassland, which tribe is really going to be annexed by others, the ones who survive in the end are basically young and strong.

For the victors, the old, weak, sick and disabled have no other use than a waste of precious food.

Even in many cases, if the victor's tribe was short of food, even the young and strong men of the defeated tribe would be killed, leaving only livestock and women.

"For a healthy slave, I can give you half the price of a war horse and ten pieces of wool!"

"If you can introduce others to sell slaves, for every slave they sell to me, I can also give you another piece of material for free."

Wu Niu's eyes widened when he heard this.

The translator couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Isn’t this more profitable than introducing war horses?

It's hard to find war horses on the grassland. How can two-legged people be dissatisfied?

Seeing their expressions, Xu You smiled with satisfaction, then took a sip of wine and continued:

"Of course, we also know that everyone is on the grassland to survive better."

"So for the sake of everyone on the grassland, we have prepared a second scenario."

"That is, if you can persuade other tribes to come and join us."

As he spoke, he held out two fingers and said, "In this case, we will count everyone, regardless of age or age."

Wu Niu's eyes are straighter.

"Is it okay for the elderly too?"

"Yes. As long as there are people on the grassland who can't survive and come to seek refuge with us, they can be included."

Xu You spoke eloquently: "As long as people come here, they will obey the arrangements calmly, whether they are grazing on the grassland or working in workshops and mines."

"Not only will you have food and clothing, but you will also get wages and monthly payments! Whether it's money or food, it's easy to talk about."

"Is there such a good thing?"

Wu Niu thought to himself, if this was really the case, then I wouldn’t have directly defected to the Han people!

Xu You seemed to know what he was thinking:

"Chief Wu Niu, this is naturally a good thing for the people of the tribe. But you must understand clearly. What we want is people who are willing to obey our arrangements in peace."

"So when the time comes, the members of the tribe will definitely be dispersed."

"For those leaders, we can provide them with food and clothing, but at the same time they will lose the power to give orders to their subordinates."

Wu Niu was startled, and then said something again.

The translator translated:

"Then I'm afraid no one will be willing to come and seek refuge."

Xu You shook his head: "That's impossible to say."

When they really can't survive, who can let them survive? Who is the real leader, right?

"Chief Wu Niu just needs to spread the news."

Although Wu Niu couldn't figure out the reason, it didn't do him any harm, so he nodded in agreement.

Maybe if there is a guy who eats sheep dung, he is really willing to bring people over to seek refuge?

Then wouldn't he be able to make a lot of money for nothing?

Compared with Wu Niu, the translator has more thoughts.

The old, weak, sick and disabled are not required to buy and sell slaves, but taking the initiative to seek refuge can be counted.

Even if there is a leader who doesn't want to be a human being and wants to take advantage of a loophole and drag his people over to sell their heads, they are stuck in the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Are there any leaders who don’t want to be human?

Judging from the translator's experience of living on the grasslands for so many years, it cannot be said that there are many such leaders, but they are certainly not rare.

So I don’t know whether the Han people set this rule because they had rich experience or because they thought carefully and thought of this in advance.

Two days later, the rest of the Wuniu tribe came to the Pingcheng Foraging Field through the mountain pass, and happily began to carry a small mountain of supplies.

When entering the mountain pass and preparing to leave Pingcheng, Wu Niu turned back and took a deep look at the new city behind that had not yet been completely built.

During these two days, with Xu You's help, he took a general tour of Pingcheng and learned some things about it.

Just as Xu You promised, the life of the Hu people living around Pingcheng is indeed much better than on the grassland.

Thinking of this, Wu Niu suddenly said to the translator:

"You said, if we accomplish what Mr. Xu told us, then we won't have to worry about it anymore?"

The translator was a little confused when he heard this nonsense sentence.

Only Wu Niu continued to say:

"Even if you can't survive on the grassland in the future, you can still lead your tribe here to seek refuge with Master Xu."

Although he will lose the power of the leader when the time comes, he will also receive compensation, right?

No wonder!

Wu Niu felt that he finally understood what Mr. Xu meant when he said, "That's impossible to say."

After all, when there is no way out, surviving is the most important thing.

It turned out that he had already thought of this level.

After hearing the leader's words, the translator realized that the leader had such thoughts and was speechless for a moment.

But I think of the thick fine wool in Xu You's hands, the countless grains, the snow-white salt, the clear fire in the snow...

The translator gulped:

"Your Excellency is right. This time, we are at least one step ahead of others. As long as we can further gain the trust of the Han people in Pingcheng, we will no longer have to worry about our people freezing to death and starving to death."

Wu Niu laughed: "Yes, so we have to hurry up and find a way to persuade other tribes to come to Pingcheng to exchange things before this news is known to others."

When Wu Niu's tribe gradually disappeared at the mountain pass, two people were standing on the wall inside Pingcheng, watching them leave.

"They are from the farthest place this year, and I don't know if they can help us spread the news."

Xu You exhaled a breath of white air and said to a young man next to him.

This young man has a straight figure and wears a thick and long military coat.

The coat was unbuttoned, and the chilly wind blew by, occasionally lifting the corners of the military coat around my calves.

He wears cowhide boots, military-specific trousers, and a palm-wide cowhide belt around his waist.

If he were to wear a military cap from later generations on his head, he would look like a young and promising warlord leader who would make those little bourgeoisie dreaming of returning to the beach in Shanghai.

The only flaw is that this young man has a slightly sinister face, which makes people afraid to get too close.

Xu You was older than the other party, but he also did not dare to look down on this young man.
To be continued...