There is indeed a market for mercenaries. Now Wang Hou does need a large number of mercenaries to help him, but the Han Empire cannot continue to be in chaos forever. Once the world is peaceful and the demand for mercenaries decreases, the grasslands on the border have to go back to the old path. Even if Wang Hou conquered the entire grassland now, he would have been in vain.

In addition to mercenaries, then cattle and sheep! When it comes to Inner Mongolia, people’s first impression is to roast whole lamb, hand-held lamb, and shabu shabu. In later generations, more than 10,000 cattle and 1,000 to 1,500 sheep. In this standard, an average of at least seven or eight cows and five or six hundred sheep are at least 600 sheep in a herdsman’s family. According to later generations, every household is a wealthy man of half a million.

The problem is that the market for cattle and sheep in this era is really limited!

Let’s talk about cows first. In this era, I really can’t afford to eat beef. Cows are used to plow the fields. In Liaodong, it is indeed the land of Gongsun family that was conquered by Wang Hou recently. The total population is only over 200,000. Eliminate workers, soldiers, merchants, and farming. In this era, it is enough to raise one ox to plow the fields. Even if Wang Hou develops self-cultivation farmers, even if he is richer, ten people and one ox and ten thousand oxes, the Liaodong market will be topped off.

Besides, the sheep are fresh, and Wang Hou in Xudu is still thinking about mutton hotpot. It is said that in the later Song Dynasty, it was said that he imported tens of thousands of meat lambs from his old enemies, Liao and Jin people every year. Even Su Dongpo was invented because he couldn't eat mutton and was so greedy that he found that Dongpo pork looked very easy to sell! But after market research, it was not the case at all!

Those who can eat mutton are just rice insects like Wang Hou! The world is not peaceful, and ordinary people have to make a lot of effort to cut a piece of mutton during the Chinese New Year, and the market demand is not large enough.

Moreover, there is no fresh transportation these days, so sheep should go to the Youzhou route to enter the pass! Tian Yu, his mortal enemy of Wang Hou, can only go to the Qingzhou route. Moreover, Wang Hou is still okay now, but once he gets up in the future, trade outside the border will be cut off.

So Wang Hou still had to make it easy to transport and allow goods unique to these nomads outside the Great Wall to come.

Speaking of sheep, Wang Hou was the first to think of the sheep eating incident that was the name of the British capital explosion.

The British landlords were ruthless. Other countries also had to issue bills to liberate serfs. The British landlords drove away the serfs who farmed on the land! Moreover, sheep were not raised for food! They shaved the wool, weaved it into wool, sold it to France and India to make money.

In the winter of later generations, Wang Hou's mother even knitted a sweater when she had nothing to do, which shows that the wool was selling well!

If they helped these Wuhuan people to engage in the wool textile industry, and while grazing, they sold wool to the pass on a large scale, making a fortune, let alone attacking the Han area, they might have to maintain the big market of the Han area, which is a big financial backer.

Only communication, trade, and interest can lead to these beautiful horses running on the grassland.

However, Wang Hou was disappointed these days. He walked through eight tribes in a row, touching them like a perverted sheep, searching for more than dozens of sheep, smearing the smell of sheep, but Wang Hou had no such sheep with very fine hair in his impression?

No wonder the ancient Chinese did not promote wool textiles. It turns out that the sheep's varieties are different! He pulled the hard wool and brought the sheep's dung egg. Wang Hou was angry and took the sheep's anger and rolled it on the sheep's butt. The unlucky sheep rolled it out with a swaying butt.

Seeing Wang Hou's angry look, Li Fu collapsed after walking with him for three days. He was helpless, and Li Fu clasped his fists behind him.

"Lord! What kind of sheep are you looking for?"

"Even if the oracle of Taiyi Emperor is sent to you, you can share your anger with your subordinates and take someone to find you!"

Too!

Wang Hou was crazy because he was crazy. His head suddenly appeared and immediately jumped out to find it, but forgot about it. Looking at the wrinkles on Li Fu's forehead, he gestured enthusiastically.

"It is a kind of sheep with very long and soft wool. After the wool is reduced, it can be combed into thread like cotton. No matter who finds a pair for me, I will reward him with a four hundred stone official!"

This requirement is a bit strange! But if you have a condition, you will be able to do it! It is better than following people to rush over the walls of the whole grassland. After Wang Hou finished speaking, Li Fu immediately bowed heavily.

"The officials understand! The provincial governors all invited them back to Jinzhou to wait. Even if the officials made their own, they would send the sheep to the provincial governors!"

"Forehead……"

After looking at Li Fu's big bearded face, then looking at the big bearded man under the sheep's face, Wang Hou suddenly felt that he was said to be quite suitable.

…………

Not to mention, being a high-ranking official is better! He blew himself for three days and five or six tribes. He saw each of the Wuhuan people so scared that they felt cold in their hearts. He didn't chuckle. After a day in Jinzhou, Li Fu really found such sheep. More than one head, and a large group of bleated and filled Wang Hou's backyard.

"Saint Master, do you think it's this kind of sheep? And not only sheep, but also sheep farmers, but also the officials who can comb this kind of wool into thread have also found you!"

Wang Hou showed his face in front of him. He squatted in front of the flock of sheep, and Li Fu happily hugged his fists and asked for help.

This kid is quite good enough. After finishing his face, he did not forget to pull out the real hero. He stretched out his hand and squatted behind him. The shy Xianbei boy Li Hu pulled out.

"Stay Master, this child found it!"

To be honest, it is different from the Australian sheep in Wang Hou's memory, and the Western sheep are not as thick as rice. However, it is really long. If you pick it up, it is really soft and feels like a woolen sweater that costs more than 100 yuan in later generations.

It seems that the development of the Wuhuan textile industry has not been ruined yet. There is a chance. It is like seeing a baby, I missed a dark circle. Pleasant goat touched it several times. He asked excitedly again.

"Which tribe is this soft-wool sheep raised, and they are recruited to Jinzhou! The governor of this province wants to reuse them!"

"this!"

When he mentioned this, neither Li Fu nor Li Hu could help but get stuck there. After holding it in a while, Li Fu then clasped his fists helplessly.

"Zhouzhu, this sheep is not produced in our Liaodong, and there is no on the Xianbei grassland. This sheep was raised by the Qiang people. This person is called Aba. When Li Hu and his tribe nomads arrived in the Western Qiang, they had a conflict with the local Qiang people and snatched them during the war!"

"Forehead……"

Wang Hou couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He looked like Emperor Wu of Han, and was so happy! I saw the sheep and wanted to build a textile farm. It seemed that nothing could be done overnight!"

However, the opportunity is really for those who are prepared. Just when Wang Hou was depressed, Li Hu, who was originally dull, suddenly knelt on the ground with a heavy fist, and kowtowed, and muttered a lot of Jurchen words.

"Survey Governor, Li Huyan, if the State Governor wants such fine wool sheep, he is willing to take people out of the Western Qiang to snatch the sheep back for the State Governor!"
Chapter completed!