Chapter 592

"I've heard that the unique skill of Mohist school is unique in the world. Today, it's really extraordinary. A simple secret skill of Mohist school can certainly save tens of thousands of herdsmen from hunger. I'd like to thank mohou for his profound righteousness and teaching me the method of Tuyuhun's various departments to store green grass."

Murong Shun stayed for a long time. He laughed and got up with a look of praise. With the help of these unique skills of Mohism, Murong Shun believes that Tuyuhun will rise again soon.

Other leaders also woke up one after another and bowed down to thank Merton one by one. Many leaders looked at Merton with hot eyes. Tuyuhun and Datang had just had a war, but at this moment, all leaders secretly regretted why the Mexican family didn't come to the grassland earlier.

"Of course, all this is not for you to use for free." Merton's voice sounded again, and Murong Shun and the leaders were like ducks caught by the neck.

"Mohou should not be joking!"

Murong Shun looked at Merton with difficulty: "Shun once heard that the righteousness of Mohist marquis is is thin. He once disclosed the secret skills of Mohism many times in the ink technology exhibition in Chang'an City, which was used by the people all over the world for free. Countless people benefited from it. Everyone praised the profound meaning of Mohism."

Merton shook his head and said, "I want to correct you here. The unique skill of the Mohist school is not to let the people all over the world use it for free, but let the people of the Tang Dynasty use it for free! If you want to use it, you need to pay money or cattle and sheep."

"Ah!"

The leaders looked at Merton in disbelief. Just now, he thought Merton was as lovely as a good money boy. Now, how do you think this boy is as hateful as a gadfly lying on the back of an ox sucking blood.

"That Mo Hou is a matter of talent, learning and purity. How can he be as haggard as a businessman?" Murong concluded.

"Prince Shun, there is no free lunch in the world. Mohism is the Mohism of the Tang Dynasty. The purpose of Mohism is to let countless people of the Tang Dynasty live a happy and stable life. As for other people outside the Tang Dynasty, Mohism has no obligation or ability to take care of them." Merton said positively.

Gao Shilian couldn't help looking at Merton with appreciation. Merton can be said to have talked about his heart. The previous secret skills have been well known in the Tang Dynasty. Even if Merton doesn't take the initiative to make it public, it will spread to the grassland sooner or later. This time, the last silage that really changed the grassland is the last silage. Merton's move has made the grassland much stronger, If the grassland is used for free again, he may also doubt Merton's intentions, and Merton's task is to provide disaster relief materials for millions of people in seven counties of Shandong.

"How should I buy it? How much money is needed?" Murong Shun asked instead of all the leaders.

Merton said confidently, "in Datang, if you use other people's things, you will take out money as a thank-you. Now the Mohists have given this peerless secret skill, and you can see the benefits with your own eyes. Even if it is worth ten thousand gold, it is not too much. If Prince Shun can give this money for the people of Tuyuhun, it will naturally be used by the people of Tuyuhun."

As soon as Merton's voice fell, all the leaders immediately turned their eyes to Murong Shun.

"Ten thousand gold!"

Murong Shun's face suddenly stiffened. How could he have so much money, a self styled Khan without name and power.

"Mohou is not joking!" Murong Shun said awkwardly.

Merton asked, "does Prince Shun think this technique is not worth ten thousand gold?"

Murong Shun choked at once. He could make a pasture feed more cattle and sheep. The value of this secret skill could not be estimated. He had no choice but to say, "nature is worth it, but how can I make a fortune?"

A group of leaders couldn't help showing a disappointed expression.

"Since Prince Shun is gone, Ben hou can't do business at a loss, and there's nothing I can do," said Merton.

Murong Shun suddenly looked black. He knew that if he didn't help at this time, he would lose the hearts of all the leaders of Tuyuhun. He couldn't help looking at Gao Shilian aside and said: "Lord Gao, you are a respected person. Now Datang and Tuyuhun are close together. How can Lord Gao bear to watch the Tuyuhun people precarious? Please persuade Lord Mo to have mercy on my Tuyuhun people. Xiao Wang will be very grateful."

Gao Shilian naturally knew Merton's purpose. When he heard Murong Shun's words, he said, "Marquis Mo, although the Mohist school is the Mohist School of the Tang Dynasty, Tian Khan is the leader of the four seas. Our purpose in coming to the grassland today is to let Tuyuhun escape from Fuyun's tyranny and live a rich life. Marquis Mo doesn't want to look at my face and give Tuyuhun people some convenience."

Merton looked like: "since Lord Gao spoke, how can the boy not give face? All tribes who used to buy pastures with cattle and sheep can use the secret skills of the Mohist school free of charge."

When Merton finished, the leader of Hulun and others cheered. With these secret skills and superior pastures, the revival of their tribe is just around the corner.

As for the fact that their pasture was bought from Datang, they did not have the slightest worry. In today's Qinghai, the credibility of the young Tang general in front of them is much higher than Murong Shun, not to mention that the young Tang general has brought you such peerless secret skills. Even some leaders secretly regret that the pasture they bought before is a little small.

Gao Shilian could not help but show a knowing smile. Merton's move not only gave him face, but also attracted a considerable number of Tuyuhun tribes. Coupled with the strength of the Tang army, the people of the whole Tuyuhun have been biased towards the Tang Dynasty.

"What about the other tribes?" Murong Shun asked.

Merton said proudly, "since Prince Shun doesn't have so much money, he can only recover the cost in his own way. If you are willing to buy pasture, you can also use these secret skills for free. If you don't want to buy pasture, you can pay some cattle and sheep to Datang to get the right to use it."

"I don't know how many cattle and sheep mohou said?" Murong Shun asked carefully.

"Each tribe has ten horses, ten cattle and a hundred sheep!" said Merton.

Murong Shun and a group of large tribal leaders suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. For large tribes, this price can be said to be extremely relaxed.

"Every year!" Merton added.

"Er, ER!" suddenly the smile of the leaders of large tribes stiffened. If they had to pay so much every year, it would be an astronomical figure.

Murong Shun and the leaders suddenly understood that Merton's last thought was to buy pastures with cattle and sheep.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the era of herding has come. With these ink skills, your people can live a rich life without distant herding. Before that, cattle and sheep were the most valuable on the grassland, but it has changed since today, and the most valuable will be pasture." Merton shouted.

"Grazing!" many leaders thought. If they could live a stable life, it is estimated that not many tribes would like to nomadize.

However, many tribes are different. This is the pasture they have lived in for generations. How can they be willing to exchange cattle and sheep for their own pasture from Datang.

Merton looked at the leaders of a large tribe and said with a sneer: "Ben Hou always pays attention to voluntariness. You are not willing to buy the right to use Mohist ink technology. Ben Hou will not force you. You may have more than one month to test silage. Ben Hou will wait for you for a month, even if you don't buy it."

Murong Shun and the leaders were relieved.

"However, if you use Mohist ink without permission, once Ben Hou finds out, Ben Hou will not only punish you severely, but also let your tribe keep every inch of iron." Merton said coldly.

As soon as Merton's voice fell, many big tribal leaders suddenly flashed their eyes, which obviously hit their plan.

With the wave of Merton's big hand, I saw a Mohist child in civilian clothes rolling over with something like a small millstone. As soon as they arrived at the meeting, many leaders felt a great attraction to attract their iron ornaments, and even some iron articles deliberately arranged by Merton on the table flew directly to the Mohist children, The whole meeting place was a mess.

"What is this?"

The leaders were shocked. They suddenly remembered the rumor that Datang had confiscated the armor of all the departments of Dangxiang. It seems that this young Tang will develop a thing that can attract iron tools. Today, they were shocked at the sight.

However, they did not know that the magnet used by Merton when he collected the party's iron armor was very small and relied on intimidation, and this magnet was specially made by Merton in Mojia village and sent to Shanzhou.

The leaders couldn't help but take a breath. If Tang Jun really used this thing to walk in his own tribe, I'm afraid he would lose his iron. I'm afraid every tribe can't even kill cattle and sheep. Suddenly, many leaders' previous careful thoughts disappeared without a trace.

"If our tribe lost cattle and sheep, how can we spend this long winter night?" a large tribal leader said helplessly. If they don't use the secret skills of Mohism, I'm afraid they will soon be surpassed by other tribes, and their own tribes will continue to starve.

If they fall to Datang, they will lose a lot of cattle and sheep. They have more pastures. I'm afraid they will lose more cattle and sheep. I'm afraid it's not enough for the people to survive.

"You can exchange cattle and sheep for fine flour from Datang, and now Datang is going to build a salt farm in Shanzhou. You only need to pull the salt mine on the ground like sand to Shanzhou to get enough fine flour and spend the cold winter." Merton shouted.

The leaders were silent one after another. Datang's meaning was obvious. As long as he was willing to turn to Datang, he would certainly have a rich life. If he was stubborn, he would continue to go back and live a hard life.

"I wonder if mohou can wait for me for some time!" Murong Shun said to a group of tribal leaders.

"That's natural, but don't let Mo wait too long. I heard that there are several tribes in Xingxiu River driving cattle and sheep to the Bank of Qinghai Lake." Merton sneered.

Suddenly, many leaders felt cold and turned to look at the iron faced man Tu leaders. These tribes had the opportunity to come to the warm and suitable Qinghai Lake. Naturally, they would not miss this opportunity, but where did the pasture come from? I'm afraid they had to occupy their pasture.