208: Chapter 208 The Yellow Ox that Appeared in the Qin Dynasty

"Facial Tissues."

"Pull..."

"Paper..."

With a female translator nearby translating into the Xiongnu language, Jin Xishan quickly understood the meaning of "Facial Tissues."

It had to be said that the name "Facial Tissues" was very descriptive.

Jin Xishan couldn't help but pull out a tissue.

Seeing the next tissue being pulled out along with it, she couldn't help but feel extremely surprised.

Jin Xishan pulled another tissue, and to her surprise, yet another one was brought out; it was incredibly magical.

Describing it with the word "Facial Tissues" was far too apt.

Jin Xishan couldn't resist pulling out a few more.

Watching Jin Xishan's inexperienced behavior, Wang Xia couldn't help but recall how she had been exactly the same when her husband first gave her the Facial Tissues, and she began to laugh.

Seeing Wang Xia laughing, Jin Xishan felt a bit embarrassed and awkward.

She was acting far too unsophisticated, losing all face in front of this noble-looking elder sister.

"Elder sister, I'm sorry. I've embarrassed myself."

Jin Xishan said with a look of distress on her face.

"There's no need to blame yourself, little sister."

Wang Xia shook her head and said, "When I first saw my husband bring out the Facial Tissues, my behavior was even more unseemly than yours."

"I laughed because I remembered how my husband teased me for constantly pulling out Facial Tissues."

The female translator translated Wang Xia's words for Jin Xishan, which allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, she represented the face of the Tuan Tribe.

If she performed too poorly, the reputation of the entire Tuan Tribe would be ruined by her.

Jin Xishan felt much more at ease after hearing this noble elder sister say that her own behavior had been even worse.

Wang Xia recalled the past and spoke a bit more.

"My husband named this tissue box the 'Magic Box'."

"Using the Magic Box as a prop, my husband performed a magic show at the Xianyang Palace banquet."

"Everyone attending the banquet was seeing these Facial Tissues for the first time."

Wang Xia smiled and said, "They were shocked by the continuously rising Paper, all of them wide-eyed and tongue-tied, completely captivated by the Facial Tissues."

Jin Xishan nodded.

She understood the feelings of the guests at the banquet very well, as she felt the same way.

Time slipped away quietly while Wang Xia taught Jin Xishan how to recognize and pronounce pinyin.

The sky gradually darkened.

"Elder sister, where is the oil lamp? I'll go light it."

Just as Jin Xishan was about to take the initiative to light the oil lamp, Wang Xia shook her head at her.

She had a female guard bring out a kerosene pressure lamp and lit it.

"So... so bright!"

Jin Xishan was dazzled by the intense white light bursting from the kerosene pressure lamp.

She had never seen such a bright lamp; it was as dazzling as the sun during the day.

"This lamp was invented by my husband."

Wang Xia's face was full of admiration for Zhao Fusu.

His Majesty the Head of State again!

Jin Xishan's heart fluttered incessantly.

She had never met His Majesty the Head of State, yet she constantly heard legends about him.

The fact that Great Qin was becoming different from before was all due to the changes brought by His Majesty the Head of State.

Jin Xishan wanted to meet this mysterious Paramount Leader even more.

She desperately wanted to know what His Majesty the Head of State looked like.

Jin Xishan had never longed to see a man as much as she did now.

"Little sister."

Wang Xia brainwashed Jin Xishan, saying, "Since your Tuan Tribe chose to submit to my husband, he will certainly not let you suffer."

"Do you want to know what my husband intends to do with all the wool he obtained from your Tuan Tribe?"

"What does His Majesty the Head of State want to do?"

This was exactly the question Jin Xishan had been curious about.

A large part of why she wanted to come to Great Qin was to see for herself what the people of Great Qin needed so much wool for.

"To make Wool Sweaters."

Wang Xia said, "The first batch of wool sent by your Tuan Tribe has already been transported to Xianyang."

"Oh!"

"Mhm!"

"My husband's Wool Sweaters are in high demand in Xianyang; every day, a large number of people line up to buy them."

"But our wool supply is limited, so we only sell a thousand Wool Sweaters a day, with a limit of one per person per day."

"This has led to the birth of a large number of Scalpers."

"Scalpers?"

The female translator was also dumbfounded.

She didn't understand what Wang Xia meant either.

She didn't even know how to translate it.

Wang Xia quickly added, "The term 'Scalper' comes from my husband's mouth."

"It refers to people who snap up the Wool Sweaters sold that day and then resell them at high prices to those who need them."

"Oh, I see!"

The female translator understood and translated it for Jin Xishan.

"I see!"

Jin Xishan nodded in realization.

Wang Xia added, "My husband said that the reason these people are called 'Yellow Oxen' is that when a yellow ox plows a field, it moves slowly but has endurance and is persistent in completing the task."

"To buy the Wool Sweaters of the day, these people will patiently wait in line at the sales points for a long time, just like a yellow ox plowing a field, or persistently use various means to obtain the sweaters and then resell them."

"Oh, I see!"

Both the female translator and Jin Xishan nodded thoughtfully.

Although they had never seen these "Scalpers," they still admired them.

At the same time, they instinctively felt a dislike for these Scalpers.

Wang Xia continued to brainwashed Jin Xishan, saying, "Your tribe can also exchange wool for these kerosene pressure lamps."

"I heard that the sheep you raise enter a shedding period when moving from spring to summer."

"Yes, elder sister!"

Jin Xishan nodded.

Wang Xia said, "You can shear the wool and use it to exchange for more of our Great Qin's goods. Look at these brushes for writing, this Paper, and these Facial Tissues."

"We can exchange all of these."

"There's no need for you to come south to raid."

Jin Xishan nodded.

If they could obtain food with wool, why would they risk their lives to raid?

The essence of the Xiongnu people coming south to raid was that the grasslands didn't grow grain.

Their food had to be obtained from the Central Plains.

In an era of low productivity, the grain output of the Central Plains was not high either.

They didn't even have enough for themselves, so how could they supply the grasslands?

Besides, the small-scale peasant economy was self-sufficient enough, and there was nothing on the grasslands that the Central Plains absolutely needed.

Unlike industrial civilization, which requires a large amount of raw materials and needs to obtain them from all over the world for production.

Therefore, industrial civilization is far more expansionist than agricultural civilization!

"Elder sister, I have a question!"

Jin Xishan asked, "Why do His Majesty the Head of State's Wool Sweaters sell so well?"

In the Tuan Tribe, a Wool Coat is very precious, equivalent to a family heirloom that can be passed down for several generations.

Wool Coats are items that are rarely available for sale.

She didn't understand.

Were the people of Great Qin so wealthy that they would spend their life savings to buy a Wool Sweater?