From Chief to Ball

The rider sighed, pointed to the man with the wound on his arm, and said, "That's my brother, a mother's brother."

"Why are they crying?"

"They ran away during the last war, and they will wear rabbit ears until they prove that they are not cowardly rabbits. They will no longer be able to live in the city, and they will move out of the city to become slaves, Take care of the flock, and when there are as many flocks as there are people, they will come back."

A few people felt a little cold all over and couldn't escape. This is normal, why were they forced to move away?

"He...he's your brother, aren't you worried?"

"He is my younger brother. But I still have an older brother, older sister, younger sister and mother. If they all run away during the war, my sister and mother will be killed."

"Aren't you and Jian from the same family?"

"Yes, my mother and his mother are sisters."

"Then why didn't your brother beg him?"

"This is the rule, it's useless to ask anyone."

"What are the rules?" The group of people were a little puzzled.

The rider was at a loss for words for a while, he knew that it is a rule not to flee when fighting, and it is a rule not to pile firewood on the road in the city... But what is the rule itself?He doesn't know.

Seeing Yu Qian'er not far away, he shouted: "Yu Qian'er, come here."

"What?"

"What are the rules?"

Yu Qian'er said in her heart that it's fortunate that you asked me today, but my brother told me yesterday, if you asked a few days earlier, I wouldn't know.

But now that he knew it, of course he had to put on an expression that he knew it a long time ago, and took out the ruler and ruler from the room.

On the ground, draw a square with sharp edges and corners, and draw a circle like the sun with the ruler.

"This is the rule. If you want to draw a circle, you have to use a ruler; if you want to draw a square, you have to use a square. You can't draw with empty hands."

Those people looked at the nearly perfect geometric shape on the ground, picked up a branch and tried to draw it without a ruler, but the drawing was crooked and out of shape at all.

Yu Qian'er recalled what Chen Jian said a few days ago, and said in a learned way: "The city is square, which is the square; the square is round, which is the rule. Therefore, the people in the city must be as square as round, and they must Follow the rules."

"What happens if you don't follow the rules?"

Yu Qian'er pointed to the men who were crying and walking out and said: "That's it. If you want to stay in the city, follow the rules; if you don't want to follow the rules, stay outside the city, no one cares."

Several people learn a new word, and this new word makes them make different choices.

The beauty of the city and the constraints of the rules have their own importance on the balance of the heart.There are likes, and of course there are dislikes.

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On the circular square, Chen Jian and several leaders received the group of people who came to thank them, and led them to worship their ancestors together.

Even though the tribe's food was not enough, Chen Jian entertained them with the best food.

Pastries made of maple deer milk and hazelnut almonds, the little wine left, sashimi...

Before leaving, I gave them some pottery pots as a gift in return. There are quite a few pots, which cannot be exchanged normally.

Several tribes wanted to move here, and Chen Jian made it very clear that they had to be wild people first, and the tribesmen would teach them to build houses and plant wheat, but they had to pay food and serve; if they didn’t move, they would be free, and he wouldn’t Let them pay tribute, but they must come every year when they worship their ancestors.

In addition, if their tribe doesn't have much food, they can come here to dig the ground, and he will provide them with food, and according to the amount of ground they dig, they will be given some grain, clay pots, maple syrup, salt and other things in autumn.

Everything is up to them to choose freely, even if some tribes want to move here directly, he will not agree.

The spring seeds have not yet fallen, and they have to wait until autumn if they want to plant them. It will be troublesome when they come. There are still a lot of things to deal with in the clan, and they are too busy to think about the affairs of these tribes at all.

In the seven or eight days since returning from the war, Chen Jian has never been idle.

After returning, it took a day to bury the ashes of the clansmen who died in the battle, held a ceremony, and dealt with the soldiers who fled the battle by the way, killing chickens and monkeys.

After that, the booty will be divided, and the male and female slaves will be separated according to the number of troops sent. The rest of the tribes can't manage it for the time being, and they will all be handed over to him, and they will not be taken back until the wheat is harvested.

All of a sudden there were hundreds more people, and eating was a problem.Even if you are a slave, it is impossible to just work and not eat.

Fortunately, spring is here, the population is not too large, and the gift of nature will not let the tribe starve to death.

I taught the tribe to milk. Ewes and deer can be milked until autumn when there is enough food. As long as there is no interruption, they will stop producing milk within a few days.

Fern roots, leaves, elm money, frogs, fish, newly awakened snakes... you can eat everything you can catch. The good ones are given to the tribe, and the bad ones are boiled together for the slaves.

Chen Jian took all the clansmen and spent a day digging thousands of tree holes in the maple forest on the south bank of the Caohe River, inserting pottery shards, and placing various pottery pots underneath.

Spring is the time for maple and birch sugar, and the nutrients for spring germination are now gathered in the heart of the tree and turned into sugar.

Ignoring issues such as sustainable development for the time being, there are so many tree holes dug that a tree will die within two years, but the syrup taken at one time is enough.

Most of the clansmen were boiling maple syrup, a few people lit the copper stove, and some nimble women squatted in the room to make wax models. Chen Jian told them to finish it within ten days.

There are still two months before the winter wheat is harvested. After the winter wheat is harvested, either the ground will be left empty and planted in autumn;Direct sowing of wheat cannot be harvested until winter arrives.

Spring wheat, millet, sorghum and other crops can be grown on the newly reclaimed land and the burned land, but there are no seeds.

In a climate with three crops in two years, the maximum use of land should be: planting wheat in autumn in the first year, planting beans in the second year after harvesting wheat, and planting wheat late after harvesting beans, fallow in winter, and planting in spring in the third year millet, and continue the cycle of planting wheat in the autumn of the third year.

But now the tribe only has peas and wheat, which cannot last two years and three crops, so Chen Jian hopes to start a trade with that moth tribe in exchange for some seeds.

That tribe had plenty of food, and I could see it from the time I traded the female slaves. The other party didn't hesitate at all. It could be seen that there was enough food, otherwise they wouldn't want these female slaves.

There are still more than half a month before the best time for spring planting. Even if you can't catch up with spring planting, you still need to replace some seeds suitable for summer planting.When the wheat is harvested, it is necessary to plant beans and the like at the same time, otherwise the crops will not mature before the frost, and all the hard work will be in vain.

There are many things Chen Jian wants to exchange: seeds, cattle, the technology of breeding pigs and cows, silkworm moths, and things worth exchanging that he doesn't know yet.

He has a certain technical advantage on his side, except for bronze smelting technology, he can change anything.

Even if the other party wanted the white horned deer under his crotch, as long as he gave the seed, he would exchange it without hesitation.

Considering that the other party did not trust him, and was even a little hostile, Chen Jian decided to send an envoy first.

A few days later, the gift was ready.

Chen Jian made a writing brush from the tail hair of the weasel that was beaten back. He mixed the black pot bottom ash scraped from the cooking pot, turpentine putty and isingas glue together, and boiled a pot of simple ink.

Scratching his ears and drawing a picture on the silk, the main idea is to build a small city at the junction of the two races, where the two sides can exchange goods, not for war.

He had already thought of the name of the city, and it was called Shang. This was a meaningless word for the tribe, but with the power of this victory, the tribe would not object to such a trivial matter. He wanted to have a familiar habit The name.

At the end of the letter, a cow was drawn, and a man cut off two circles to express his dissatisfaction with the cow he gave him.