Chapter 913: My neighbor stores food, I store guns; my neighbor is my granary
Mo Cheng and his Qilin tribe camped outside Baigu City for several months.
Of course, for the sake of training and not to stimulate Bai Gucheng, Mo Cheng deliberately moved the Qilin tribe's camp two hundred miles away, indicating that he had no other thoughts about Bai Gucheng.
Regardless of whether City Lord Baigu was on guard against him or not, Mo Cheng didn't want to have a conflict at this time.
As for moving the camp further away, it is not impossible, but in that case, it would be difficult to transport supplies.
The daily food supplies in his camp were all purchased from Baigu City. There was no need to worry about how many days the Qilin tribe's own food could last, as it had been eaten up in the first two days when Mo Cheng asked to eat as much as he wanted.
The Jueming Mountains seemed to have always kept the Wuman tribes under its control feeling hungry, but Mo Cheng never understood why.
He knew very well that for a self-contained space like the Jueming Mountains, it was not difficult to produce the same amount of energy as the outside world to support the various Wuman tribes.
But the Jueming Mountains did not do so, which made Mo Cheng guess the reason for a while.
The Jueming Mountains needed the Wuman Tribe to capture territory for it, but they were stuck on the issue of food, which absolutely could not be skimped on. Even Mo Cheng knew that in war, the key to success was to send food and fodder before the army moved.
The Jueming Mountains were simply short of food and supplies, and it seemed like they were even skimping on them, which made Mo Cheng have other ideas.
"Could it be that the Jueming Mountains have been keeping the Wuman tribe hungry and not letting them eat their fill, not because they are unwilling, but because they are unable?"
As his mind raced, countless speculations emerged in his brain, but ultimately these speculations lacked conclusive evidence.
At the same time, the chief witch priest also came to find him and reported to Mo Cheng a very troublesome matter.
That means there is no money.
"No money, so soon?!"
After learning that he had no money, Mo Cheng was stunned. The interior of the Jueming Mountains was an absolutely poor and barren place for humans, and supplies were extremely scarce.
Therefore, after taking over the Qilin tribe, he had to pay for all the food and supplies he needed out of his own pocket.
It was just to feed tens of thousands of people. Even if Mo Cheng had spoils from several wars, all the money added up would only be enough for the Qilin Tribe to consume for one month.
This is because the land in Baigu City is fertile, and the bumper harvest every year leads to full granaries every year. Every year, there is a large amount of three-year and five-year old grain that needs to be processed, and the price is extremely cheap.
At the same time, City Lord Baigu wanted to make friends with Mo Cheng, so he secretly offered a price so low that it was almost free.
But even so, without any income, Mo Cheng can only support it for a period of time.
After learning the news, Mo Cheng immediately asked someone to find Tushan Yi, and then discussed with the three great witches what to do next.
"Let the tribesmen find a place to plunder. They can probably plunder enough food for a month in three days."
The answer given by the great witch priest is very characteristic of the witches and barbarians. It means that if my neighbor stores grain, I will store guns. My neighbor is my granary.
"And then you just wait to be beaten to death. You want to grab a month's worth of food in three days. How many villages and towns do you plan to massacre?" Mo Cheng complained mercilessly. Even though he was not good at managing power, he knew that this path of fighting to support the war could easily lead to problems.
It would be easier to bring undead creatures that don't need food, morale, or even rest.
Letting the Qilin tribe follow the path of fighting to support fighting is purely putting the blame on itself. The student Mo Cheng tried to educate the barbarians, but ended up being educated by the barbarians instead.
Once this news gets out, Jixia Academy will have to expel him from the school.
Tu Shanyi looked in the direction of Baigu City and said, "How about we look for support from the city lord?"
"Okay, the question is who's going?" Mo Cheng rolled his eyes. "The city lord is already generous enough to sell us the food at a low price. Why do we want him to pay for it?"
If Mo Cheng's purchase of grain from Baigucheng was just a business act, no one could blame him for it. But now that he has no money and asks the city lord for grain, the nature of the matter has changed.
That means Bai Gucheng is using food to feed the Qilin tribe. You should know that Bai Gucheng and Wu Man have a hundred-year-old blood feud.
If this matter were to get out, it would be hard to say whether the city lord could keep his position securely.
The three of them sat together, all at a loss as to what to do. With the warriors of the Qilin Tribe and the eight hundred soldiers recruited by Mo Cheng, it would be very easy for them to get some money.
But it would be a bit troublesome to get money to buy food in a reasonable way instead of just robbing it.
"What do you think? If we go to Jingling Prefecture and help fight Wuman, can we get some food and money?"
Mo Cheng came up with another idea, to take the Qilin tribe as mercenaries and then go to Jingling Prefecture to help fight.
Regarding Jingling Prefecture, which is currently being invaded by Wuman, Mo Cheng guessed that there should be many people willing to exchange money and food for combat power to defend the city.
"Gentleman, this is a difficult matter." Tu Shanyi shook his head and said, "The people of the Qilin tribe speak differently their faces are not visible, they will be exposed as soon as they open their mouths."
"Jinglingzhou is still being beaten to pieces by Wuman. Do you think anyone would dare to let us into the city?"
Suggestions were put forward one after another, and then rejected one by one. In the end, Mo Cheng even really thought about taking the Qilin tribe to find a place to rob.
Just as the three of them were planning to take their men to a farther place to collect supplies on the spot while they still had enough food to last them three to five days.
A soldier came to report that a large convoy was heading this way.
Mo Cheng followed and took a look. It was a team that stretched for several miles, slowly approaching the camp with carts pulled by oxen and carrying goods.
The convoy carried a large amount of supplies, whether it was the urgently needed food or all kinds of weapons and armor, all of them were delivered to the territory of the Qilin tribe, and the people in the convoy said frankly that this was a gift for the talented Qilin.
After putting down all the things, the person who looked like the manager in the convoy handed over an invitation letter with both hands. He only said, "We look forward to your visit." Then he turned around and left.
Who will receive the invitation?
Mo Cheng opened the invitation letter and saw the name of the person who signed it: Yue Yao.
During this month or so, Mo Cheng didn't see Yue Yao much. He only knew that she was gathering her subordinates who were scattered in Jingling Prefecture in Baigu City. He didn't know how many subordinates she had found.
The letter said that this was a small gift in return for Dang Yangpo's rescue that day, and at the same time invited Mo Cheng to a gathering at Zuixianlou.
Zuixianlou is the largest and most expensive restaurant in Baigucheng.
"Gentleman, are you favored by Master Yue?"
"Get lost!"
He pushed Tu Shanyi aside unhappily and said, "I helped her at Dangyangpo, so this is a return gift. Put the things away, and hurry up to train the Qilin tribe. If my guess is correct, we will have work to do soon."
