202: Chapter 202 Anything produced by His Majesty the President is bound to be a masterpiece!

Zhao Fusu explained, "When lighting the honeycomb coal, a large amount of thick smoke will billow out."

"Therefore, if the honeycomb coal heating stove is not to be used for a certain period of time, the stove is usually sealed to avoid having to relight the honeycomb coal."

"This technique is also very simple."

"First, there must be a sufficient base fire. Add enough coal to make the fire burn brightly."

"The second point is to leave enough space in the furnace chamber to add new coal. Add new coal onto the bright base fire and fill the chamber."

"The third point is to seal the stove. First, close the stove door, but do not close it tightly. Leave a gap about the thickness of a hair so that the coal in the furnace chamber can continue to burn—not very brightly, but without going out."

"The fourth point is to leave an appropriate gap at the stove opening, about 5 millimeters wide. This way, the carbon dioxide produced in the furnace chamber won't be trapped inside and cause the fire to go out."

"Note that the time should be controlled within 10 hours, which is five shichen. Beyond that, the fire in the stove won't be able to hold on."

"As long as it's within this timeframe, simply open the stove door when you need to use it again, and the fire will burn brightly once more!"

"Oh, I see!"

After hearing this, Lu Jia felt that he had truly gained some new knowledge.

"My Lord, how much honeycomb coal and how many honeycomb coal heating stoves have been produced?"

Lu Jia asked.

Zhao Fusu said, "There are probably over ten tons of honeycomb coal by now."

"And there should be over a thousand honeycomb coal heating stoves."

"I am currently expanding the production lines."

Zhao Fusu's honeycomb coal heating stoves are currently installed mainly in the tents of the Great Qin soldiers, greatly improving their ability to withstand the cold.

"My Lord, please give Ziming a dozen catties of honeycomb coal and one honeycomb coal heating stove."

Lu Jia said, "Ziming will definitely promote the honeycomb coal and the honeycomb coal heating stoves in the Tuan Tribe for my Lord."

"Very well."

Zhao Fusu nodded in response.

After learning the location of the Tuan Tribe, Lu Jia personally led a group of people to transport the honeycomb coal and honeycomb coal heating stoves to the Tuan Tribe.

This time, Cao Jiacheng led a caravan and traveled to the Tuan Tribe on horseback, moving much faster.

"Chief Jin Tu."

Upon seeing Jin Tu, Cao Jiacheng said, "This is one thousand catties of grain. Please verify it."

"Good."

Jin Tu had the tribe members bring out scales to weigh it.

After weighing each portion and totaling them up, it was exactly one thousand catties.

Jin Tu ordered the thousand catties of grain to be carried into the tribe.

He still found it hard to believe.

He had actually exchanged five thousand catties of wool for one thousand catties of grain!

He felt a sense of unreality.

Jin Xishan looked at the thousand catties of grain they had received.

A look of astonishment appeared on her pretty face.

In her heart, she still couldn't quite believe that the people of Great Qin were truly willing to exchange grain for their wool.

wool isn't edible, so she really couldn't understand what the people of Great Qin wanted to do with it.

It wasn't just Jin Xishan who couldn't understand; Jin Tu couldn't either.

He hosted a special banquet for Cao Jiacheng and asked him, "Mr. Cao, we have been friends for many years. Tell me honestly, what do you Great Qin people want with so much wool?"

Hearing this, Cao Jiacheng smiled bitterly and said, "Chief Jin Tu, if you ask me, who am I supposed to ask?"

"I also don't know what that mysterious His Majesty the Head of State wants with all this wool."

"Alright then."

Seeing that he couldn't get much information out of Cao Jiacheng, Jin Tu had to let it go.

"Mr. Cao."

Jin Xishan's voice, as clear and pleasant as a mountain spring, rang out, "Did Mr. Lu not return with you?"

Cao Jiacheng replied, "Mr. Lu is discussing matters with His Majesty the Head of State. His Majesty instructed me to inform you to pack up all the wool you have."

"This time, I have brought a large quantity of plastic bags."

"Oh!"

Jin Tu and Jin Xishan both nodded, feeling flattered.

They had originally thought that His Majesty the Head of State wanting twelve thousand catties of wool was already a lot.

They hadn't expected that this mysterious His Majesty the Head of State's demand for wool would be far greater than they had imagined.

But this was a good thing; they could obtain a large amount of grain!

To think that they could get so much grain without having to risk their lives raiding the south—it was quite exciting to think about!

Jin Tu suddenly thought of all the wool his tribe had thrown away in the past, and his heart ached with regret.

Before, that discarded wool was trash, but now it was equivalent to a vast amount of grain.

Just thinking about it made his face twist with distress.

Not just him, but the other high-ranking members of the Tuan Tribe felt the same way.

After the meal, Cao Jiacheng took his ledger and began weighing and recording each bag of wool.

Gunny sacks are quite heavy, so their weight needs to be deducted during weighing.

These black plastic bags were different.

They were similar to the plastic bags used for large trash cans.

They could hold a lot and weren't easily torn, yet they weighed almost nothing.

This meant there was no need to subtract the tare weight.

To ensure Cao Jiacheng could bring the grain sooner, Jin Tu arranged for slaves to lead horses and transport the bags of wool to Great Qin.

"Chief Jin Tu."

Lu Jia arrived at the Jintu Tribe with his men.

"Mr. Lu."

Seeing that Great Qin had kept its promise, Jin Tu had a much broader smile on his face when he saw Lu Jia.

"Chief Jin Tu."

Lu Jia still had Cao Jiacheng act as the translator.

He said, "How have your thoughts been regarding the matter of surrendering to His Majesty the Head of State?"

"We don't need your Jintu Tribe to send troops against the Royal Court or the Chanyu Court, yet you can still exchange wool for grain."

"Furthermore, His Majesty the Head of State has invented a new divine tool that can keep you warm in winter!"

"Hmm!"

Hearing Lu Jia's words not only caught the serious attention of Jin Tu, Jin Xishan, and Cao Jiacheng, but the high-ranking members of the Tuan Tribe were also incredibly curious.

They all knew by now that anything produced by His Majesty the Head of State must be a masterpiece!

One of the main reasons the Xiongnu people wanted to move south was that it was too cold in the Southern and Northern Deserts.

For instance, Modun had ordered his riders and the tribes affiliated with him to move toward the Northern Desert.

But before long, Xiongnu tribes large and small moved back from the Northern Desert to the Southern Desert.

The Southern Desert was already very cold, and the Northern Desert was even colder.

It wasn't uncommon for an entire tribe and millions of cattle, sheep, and horses to freeze to death.

Therefore, they did not want to spend the winter in the Northern Desert.

This was also a major reason why they chose to move south as soon as autumn arrived.

Besides, as the word 'desert' in Southern and Northern Deserts suggests, these places are linked to the desert.

While the water and grass in the Southern Desert were relatively abundant, the Northern Desert was a continuous stretch of Gobi Desert.

Even now, the sandstorms all blow in from the Northern Desert.

There is little water or grass in the Northern Desert, making it unsuitable for grazing.

With no grass to eat there, the cattle, horses, and sheep would starve to death.

In any case, Great Qin hadn't immediately sent troops to attack them.

It wouldn't be too late to flee to the Northern Desert once Great Qin actually did send troops to attack.

If Great Qin attacked, given their horsemanship, escaping would be simple.

Their reputation as a nation on horseback was no exaggeration; even a five-year-old girl could ride a horse and run fast.

Staying in the Northern Desert meant freezing to death, whereas being pursued by Great Qin in the Southern Desert meant losing some livestock at most.