It was another warm morning, and Rurik organized the children as usual, and performed a complicated alignment exercise on the hillside, as well as real muscle confrontation.

In the eyes of others, more than one hundred children were ordered to form a square line, walked in a neat pace, and then quickly turned into four walls of humans to form a hollow formation according to the password. It is difficult for even adults to do this. As a result, the children have already demonstrated the skills that real fighters should have under the command of Rurik.

A child needs a lot of food to grow up, and children especially have a strong need for meat.

The lives of the Ross people are full of meat. In other words, everyone is a carnivore in a certain sense. Eating fish for a living is a complete household.

Fish meat is certainly not comparable to the meat of large livestock, as long as you eat enough, people can still thrive.

The child only needs certain physical stimulation during the growth process, and the child will grow tall and strong.

However, if it requires a lot of mental work, you also need to eat more bread to supplement the carbon water that can be quickly consumed.

After exercising for a whole morning, Rurik realized that his thin body had already moved.

There is always a group of followers around him, especially Kanuf, a follower, followed by the "general" bald Fisk.

The warm south wind rustled the pine forest.

Most of the children have gone back to their homes, and some people chewed on the dried fish they brought on the spot.

Fisk is like this. Poorly, he lost his father, and now lives with his mother, relying mainly on the relief of his tribe.

Fisk and his mother also go to the offshore to catch some small fish, which are dried as a regular food.

Overall, his life is not easy.

For this reason, Fisker wished that he could grow up to the age of expedition quickly, so that with his own strength, he could change his poor life forever.

As for Rurik, he sat on the grass, opened his burlap pocket and took out a mound of whale meat that had been roasted inside, and ate it wantonly.

Fisk approached for the smell of meat, and Rurik noticed the uninvited guest.

"What? You want to eat too?"

"No, I just came to see you."

"Forget it." Rurik drew out the knife for cutting meat, cut a piece of meat and handed it to Fisk, "eat it. You always eat dried fish, which is not good."

Fisk originally admired Liurik, even if he was two years older than him. People are indeed different. Since I learned that Rurik had made a huge fortune in only half a year, he was also a child. Now Fisk has a strong sense of inferiority in the face of Rurik.

Fisk didn't want to accept it, Rurik stopped talking nonsense and stuffed the meat directly.

Facing Fisk's complicated eyes, Rurik said earnestly: "We are all brothers, of course we have to eat together if we have meat."

"But... is this whale meat?"

"Yeah. You know these days, there are always beluga whales sold on the beach."

"My family can't afford it, it's too expensive. It's not like you..." Fisk said with regret.

Is this kid feeling inferior? ! How can that work.

Rurik thought for a while and said: "Give you the meat, you just take it. In exchange, if you give me some dried fish, we'll even be equal. By the way, if you feel that it is still inappropriate, you will listen to my orders in the future. work."

Fisk nodded, feeling better. "Liurik, of course I will do well for you. As long as you arrange it, I will do it."

"Oh! That's good. When you grow up, you can be my war chief."

"Okay, at that time we will continue to fight against the Gotlanders, and I will be the vanguard."

Thinking of those things, Fisk's eyes were full of hope, and he couldn't help mentioning: "Ruriek, your cousin and those people are coming back soon."

"This...I don't know. I hope they are safe."

"Oh. It doesn't matter how many treasures they grabbed. They won't give me money anymore. I have to be a fisherman for many years before I can grow up to fight."

Fisk's words are rather pessimistic.

Then I thought about it. In this era, a boy who is less than ten years old in this age lost his father and his family depended on each other. It is only a miracle of the desire to survive.

Indeed, the Rus tribe has adopted some new material distribution methods since 829. Basically, whoever has the ability to grab treasures will almost all belong to them. It's not the situation where the entire tribe is divided equally by family, and every tribe can get dividends.

People are always self-interested. In the hard times of the Rus tribe, everyone can share adversity. Now the wealth of the tribe is continuously accumulating, and they are not willing to share the blessings.

Rurik estimated that his father's decision would inevitably change the original appearance of the tribe forever, and even cause the division of the tribe.

Rurik looked up at the children who had not yet returned home, sitting on the grass and eating fish. After all, these young children were the foundation for the future of the tribe.

Could it be that the father died in battle for the tribe, his son can only live by eating dried fish?

Could it be that the families of the people who fought in the name of the Rus tribe can enjoy all the spoils, and it is reasonable to let the families that did not participate in the war jointly bear the possible revenge of the enemy?

A reasonable ethnic group should not be like this!

Especially the children of the tribe live with dried fish all day long, it should stop here!

At this time, Kanuf, who was purely greedy, was like a puppy, happily approaching in the grass, just wagging his tail happily.

The child called out affectionately: "Brother Rurik, you have given Kanuf the meat, please give me a little too."

"You? That's fine. But your family is not poor at all. Wouldn't it be good to ask your mother to buy some whale meat?"

"Oh, I'm just greedy."

"You are honest. You can eat meat, as long as I tell you what you have to do. You don't understand."

"Yes." Kanuf agreed without thinking. The kid got a piece of meat and said excitedly: "We all have meat with you, and we will definitely get richer and richer in the future."

"Of course." Liu Lixuan simply stopped eating. His knife cut the remaining meat in half and gave them to Kanuf and Fisk respectively.

"What? You don't eat anymore?" Fisk asked suspiciously.

"No." I'll call all the brothers who haven't left, and I want to tell everyone a big deal.

The sun is heading, and it is noon that makes people comfortable.

The Ross people do not have a clear meal time, but everyone generally maintains the habit of two meals a day.

This is just for the purpose of physical training for the children, ordering them to eat something before arriving. Bring a small cloth bag to store a little food and wait to eat after training.

In this way, the children who follow his training have to become the standard three meals a day, and doing so is purely physical training and it is not small.

There are nearly fifty children who did not leave the hillside, because for them, it is better to run around outside instead of going home. It's better to go to the beach or a mountain stream to get something to eat than to do nothing.

Everyone was gathered by Rurik one after another, and these people stood in a matrix.

I have to say that their move to straighten their chests and raise their chins slightly is Rurik's death order. The children are willing to obey, because if he is not obedient, he will be expelled from the whole group. That is an extremely dangerous punishment. Now it is squeezed out of the game by peers. After ten years, professional people will still be squeezed out.

This matter Rurik didn't bother much.

Children always need a kid king, and there is no doubt that Rurik is such a powerful kid king, even if he is about to reach eight years old.

Like reviewing soldiers, Rurik deliberately walked in front of them for a while with his hands behind his back.

He suddenly asked: "Brothers, have you eaten all your dried fish?"

"Yes it is!"

They all spoke in unison. Although their voices were childish, their majestic aura had begun to take shape.

"Okay, but I don't think you are eating well. Do you plan to live by eating small fish until you can drive the fishing boat alone or participate in the battle? Ask your heart, are you willing? ?"

When asked this question, many children directly yelled: "But, what do you eat if you don't eat fish? My father has gone to Novgorod. Only when he comes back can I eat wheat."

This remark resonated with many people, and the team became chaotic.

Rurik stretched out his hands and gently pressed down.

"Keep quiet and listen to me."

They were really willing to work for Ruriek, and it only took a moment to go from messy to quiet.

There is something that Rurik had been conceiving for a long time. Today he saw that his subordinates are still living with dried fish. Things really have to be implemented as soon as possible. Before that, he needs to tell his people this good news.

Rurik announced in public: "Brothers! You can no longer eat dried fish to survive. All of you must eat fresh meat. Now I have decided that I will make sure that I will either eat a pound of cooked whale meat every day or Two pounds of cooked fish.

You all pay attention, we don't need to pay even one copper coin for this.

You are my brothers, loyal to me, this is the price you pay. Starting tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to cook fish for you! "

Everyone, those who understand it feel unbelievable, and those who don't understand are still at a loss.

Fisk said in confusion: "Rurik, is that serious? Are you giving us a pound of fish a day for nothing?"

"It's two pounds!" Rurik emphasized, "If it's whale meat, it's a pound. If it's venison, it's also a pound. Fisk, you pay attention, I'm talking about cooked or roasted Meat is not a pound of fresh meat. Do you understand?"

"I...I understand. But you actually intend to give us meat for nothing."

"Yes, it is a gift. As your leader, you are loyal to me, of course I want to reward you some meat."

Gift? Where can there be a free lunch in the world? Even if they are really willing to be charitable givers, they at least get spiritual satisfaction in this process of giving or get praise from the society. People are alive, who don't want more praise, and thus live happily.

Rurik believed that he would be praised by his subordinates for doing so. The most important thing was that his subordinates would be more loyal to him because of the free meat.

They can be faithful all their lives, which is of course a great thing. But people will become, and Lurik firmly believes that at least for a period of time, they will be especially grateful for the free lunch every day.

If this is the case, it would be too superficial.

Rurik was not on a whim. On the issue of meat, he especially emphasized: "Brothers, I will be the next leader, and you are my most trusted brother. But you are too thin, even the oldest Filipino. Sk, it's impossible to beat me in a singles. Why do you think this is?"

"Haha, because you really can fight." Fisk teased.

"Yes, I really know how to fight. Fisk, or other people, I can see the weaknesses and attack the weaknesses to win. However, if I am a thin person, I can see the enemy's weaknesses and still can't beat them. Rather. The only way to avoid being thin is to eat meat! Eat meat in big mouthfuls! But some of you lack this opportunity.

Everything is different now, and I promise you. Starting at noon tomorrow, I will take you to eat meat. I will officially inform all of you about this matter in the training tomorrow morning.

Now you can go home, tell the brothers who ran away first, find them in the creek and woods, and tell them not to fish anymore. "

After hearing this, the children's faces were filled with happy smiles.

They disappeared immediately, but Fisk and Kanuf still had complicated faces, leaving the hope to learn more from Rurik.

"Are you really serious? Even if it's a pound of fish, you have to feed us one hundred and fifty people! Even every day? This is a huge consumption, your money..." Fisk kindly discouraged: "Stay Rick, you let the brothers eat meat, which is a great thing. Maybe you let everyone eat it once in three days, that's enough."

"No!" Rurik's attitude was very firm, "Do you doubt my financial resources? Fisker, you still need to study calculations. Don't worry, I will teach you how to calculate. You don't have to worry about anything, tomorrow Just wait for the meat! I just hope that all of you will be very strong in the future."

After that, Rurik patted Fisk on the shoulder again, "You can go back to see your mother."

"No. Where do you go next, I am willing to follow you. I can't eat your meat for nothing."

"Me too." Although Kanuf still didn't quite understand, he was short-mouthed after all, and he was willing to help Rurik.

"You two... well. I'm going to Clavason's forge now, and I'm going to discuss with him to make something new. You two are more loyal than the others, so follow me!"

The sentence "You are more loyal than others", the two heard them very energetic. Everyone firmly believes that it is inevitable for Rurik to be the leader of the future. How can he be unhappy to hear Rurik's praise of "loyalty"?

Rurik did not worry about meat.

Because the priests have a demand for whale blubber and whale meat, even whale teeth, this stimulates fishermen to take further risks. Besides eating fish, fishermen are willing to take risks for more fishing. As long as the fish caught in the morning can be quickly sold, the fishermen can't control who will buy and how much they buy. As long as the buyer takes out the money, there is no problem.

Rurik knew very well that even the best whale meat would satisfy one pound of cooked whale meat a day for one hundred and fifty children. If it was always available, the daily consumption would be about ten silver coins. For ordinary people, this is already a crazy number.

After all, whales are cloven hoofed animals. It is normal for this kind of animal meat to shrink to 60% of its raw meat state after being cooked. Whale oil doesn't have much peculiar smell, but whale meat has a strong smell.

Rurik has become accustomed to the fishy smell of all kinds of seafood, and the terrifying smell of shark meat can be tolerated, as are others.

The cooked fish shrinks more severely, and its energy density is no better than whales and seals. Therefore, the price of fresh fish is indeed much lower than that of whale meat.

Of course Rurik knew that the most powerful meat was beef. However, only the southern allies are raising cattle on a small scale. Besides, Rurik doesn't think that the Nordic people in this time and space can raise fat and strong cattle.

If you buy fish for ten silver coins a day for fertilizer, and then pay another silver coin to hire a tribal woman who is idle to help cook the fish, you will get more than three hundred silver coins in a month.

Is it expensive? It's impossible to say it's not expensive.

It's worth paying more than money.

Rurik even wanted to put forward a slogan for this: a pound of meat a day, strong Ross.

Rurik has already made a decision, and he also knows his own way of distributing benefits. The original intention is to train the team and buy people's hearts. He also realizes that after doing so, he is bound to face financial pressure. Fortunately, his current financial income and expenditure situation is still fast earning money. To be precise, the priests and blacksmiths throw in the production of consumer goods and necessary tools.

Their production is to create wealth! Their production has also stimulated the unprecedented enthusiasm of fishermen to fish, and fishermen are also desperately creating wealth.

Rurik knows that in this production chain, he has actually obtained the bulk of the material production profits through commercial cooperation agreements ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ the tribal internal market for commodities is so large, especially Soap, the family demand of the tribe will soon reach saturation, and their use rate is much slower than the production rate. So soap must be sold to other tribes to make huge profits.

In order to make more money, it is necessary to create more valuable products, sell them to tribesmen or allies, and develop new profit-making channels for products.

For example, when making glass, Rurik took his two loyal subordinates and walked towards Karavasan's blacksmith's shop.

Rurik also vaguely felt the possibility of another crisis.

That is to use commercial means to madly amass the wealth of tribal residents. Although the currency circulation crisis has not yet erupted, the future will be very dangerous deflation in the long run.

The tribe must need healthy inflation, and try to make the tribe rich. Every family has the money to carry out the "bulk consumption" that they dare not do in the past. It is better to sell soap and never worry about it.

Since the concept of credit currency does not yet exist, the Ross tribe now needs a large inflow of gold, silver and copper currency from the outside to cope with the economic atmosphere that has begun to flourish.

As for himself, Rurik felt that he was a little more generous, using the continuously increasing amount of money in his hand to organize all the tribes who had nothing to do and ask them to do something to pay for their labor. In this way, if they earn money, they can at least buy their own products.

So, this is not only to make profit, but also to develop one's own contacts, and also to use this set of methods to maintain the stability of the tribe.

There are four thousand people in the tribe, and Rurik feels that this is the scale of a medium-sized enterprise in later generations. If all the people of the tribe can be maintained by means of money, the tribe should be stable, and as the leader, it should be stable.