The outline of the city appeared in the distance, and Bumubutai became even happier, looking forward to seeing the majestic city of the Korqin tribe.

After several years, I finally returned to the Korqin prairie and returned to my hometown. My brother's letter said that the newly built city is very large, the market is very prosperous, and Zazak's life is quite good.

As we get closer and closer, the city can be seen more and more clearly. On the grassland, it can indeed be regarded as the size of a big city.

But it is far behind that of the Central Plains.

Zahamu spoke proudly and proudly, "After three expansions, it is twice as big as Grejurgen City, and the city is full of shops, making it the most prosperous place in Korqin."

Bumu Butai's enthusiasm has been reduced a little, and this is the biggest. Not to mention the capital, even Jinzhou, Guangning and Chenyang along the way, it will be many times bigger!

When entering the city, it is indeed as Zhahamu said, there are mostly shops on both sides of the road, but the door face - Bumu Butai, with his fingers around the small braids hanging around his ears, made his face look even worse.

Even in Chenyang, Jinzhou and other cities, those shops are mostly glass doors and windows, and the windows are bright and clean, making them look comfortable.

But although there are several shops here that are decorated in a decent manner, most of them are the same, and there are merchants who run horses, cattle and sheep, who tie the livestock directly into the shed opposite the street.

This is really good to put the goods out and let the customers see it at a glance. But the smell of feces and urine made Bumubutai's face collapse and he took out a silk handkerchief to cover his nose.

Hai Lanzhu sighed softly and said, "When seeing the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty city and listening to Zahamu's words, I feel like I'm sitting in a well and looking at the sky."

Bumubutai also had to admit that the gap was too big and his imagination was not reliable.

In the eyes of Zahamu and others, such cities and trade are already the most prosperous ones. But in the eyes of Bumubutai and Hailanzhu, who have seen the world, they all sounded blushed.

Zahamu didn't know the sisters' thoughts and feelings, and was still saying to himself: "Master Zasak's mansion is even more magnificent, and it was designed and built by Han craftsmen..."

"Is the road in the mansion flat? Can you ride a bicycle?" Bumubutai interrupted Zahamu's boast and asked expectantly.

Bicycles have been continuously improved and improved and have been put on the market. At present, they are just a leisure and play thing for rich people.

When the price drops to a affordable level for civilians, and the quality and performance reach a new level, and the road level reaches a certain standard, bicycles will become the transportation and transportation tool for the public.

Bumubutai bought one and brought it back, thinking about showing off.

Jahamu is completely unfamiliar with bicycles, and I don’t know what it is. It is guessed that it should be a livestock similar to a horse, the kind that can ride on it.

"The road in the mansion is quite wide, so there is no problem riding a horse." Jahamu explained with a guess.

Bumubutai nodded, a little happy. But she suddenly realized that her sister's eyes were a little solemn, staring at somewhere.

It was an old woman and a child. The clothes on her body were ragged, but it could still be seen that they were Mongolian clothing.

The little girl's thin face was numb, and she was stretched out with a broken bowl, with only one eyeball occasionally showing the agility that she should have at that age.

The old woman was also pale and thin, and she knelt on the ground and kept beating and kowtowing. Her deep wrinkles covered her old face, as old as a tree bark.

Bumubutai's heart couldn't help but sink. She could see that it was the poor Mongolian begging.

In fact, the two sisters had seen such a scene a few years ago. But when they returned to their hometown and saw this scene again, they felt like they were stabbed by something.

Shaoyingyuan, if that little girl was in the Ming Dynasty, she would have been sent there by the government. She could eat enough and eat quite well. The teachers taught her to read and write, and the children were very happy...

Although the Korqin tribes have now surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, Bumubutai's heart still stubbornly divided them into two parts and compared them from time to time.

But the more she compares, the more she finds that she can't compare and cannot compare. The gap is too big.

When she was in the capital, she and her sister also visited the shops and paid special attention to the prices of many products. But when she passed by Guangning Horse City, she was extremely shocked.

A pack of needles and a box of colored threads can be exchanged for sheepskin in Horse Market; in Beijing, a piece of sheepskin can buy at least ten times more.

In Beijing, an iron pot of eight pounds is definitely not more than one yuan; in Ma City, a iron pot can be exchanged for seven or eight fat sheep.

The businessman is so rude. Bumubutai thought so at first, but Hai Lanzhu had a different view.

Who made the Mongolians short of materials? It was just such a transaction price. Isn’t it that I was rushing to open the horse market in the Ming Dynasty? In order to enable the Ming Dynasty to open the transaction, I had fought wars with the Ming Dynasty before!

This is embarrassing. Bumubutai had nothing to say. You are begging for exploitation and other businessmen.

Moreover, beggars were not eliminated in the Ming Dynasty, but they still had security and welfare policies and welfare institutions. In Shaoyingyuan in the capital, the emperor spent money to support them, and both sisters heard and witnessed it.

It is normal not to take care of it, but not even take care of it, which is a big problem. Both sisters know very well that in their hometown, here, there is absolutely no Shaoying Courtyard or Ci Lao Courtyard in this newly built city.

"The income from the government has increased a lot this year."

Zahamu did not realize the silence of the sisters, because he had become accustomed to it and continued to show off the Zasak Mansion. "Zhasak plans to expand the house and build a separate house for the two ladies."

Hai Lanzhu asked lightly: "I heard that there was a black and white disaster last year, and some herders suffered losses."

The so-called "black disaster" refers to the lack of snow water in the grassland in winter, which will cause lack of water in livestock, epidemics, decreased fatality, miscarriage of female livestock, and even cause large-scale deaths of livestock.

"White Disaster" means completely opposite to "black Disaster". It is because there is too much snow and there is no place to graz. Livestock cannot eat grass, and their hooves are easily frostbite or even frozen to death!

Moreover, after the "white disaster", it will be difficult for livestock to "break the ice and forage" until the spring of the year. Moreover, due to the relatively cold weather, livestock movements will consume more physical energy and are easily frozen to death.

Zahamu said: "That little disaster is nothing, and there are also a few herders who are affected. In recent years, the Ming Dynasty has sent people to guide the construction of livestock sites, and what other techniques are there for the green storage."

"Does the herdsmen who are affected still have to pay cattle, sheep and livestock?" Bumubutai asked, "Since we surrender to the Ming Dynasty, there should be a policy of disaster relief and tax exemption, right?"

Zahamu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know this. Anyway, the income from Zasak's mansion has not decreased."

Hai Lanzhu sighed and stopped asking, but her face was unhappy, and she could tell she was in a bad mood.

Bumubutai opened his mouth and hung his head helplessly.

When you don’t read history books and have no knowledge, all this is normal. But now, you feel that there is something wrong and this is wrong.

But what should we do? Although Korqin surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, the Zhazak system was different from the Ming Dynasty. Will it be abolished? My father and brother would not agree first, right?
Chapter completed!