Things are undergoing subtle changes.
In the beginning, Rurik just felt that the priests simply wanted to take a good rest after receiving the gifts from the warriors about the trophies. As a result, their rest was nothing more than three days of doing nothing.
Specifically, they are no longer keen on boiling oil and making soap.
Liulik still chooses the afternoon time and enters the long house of the priest to continue reviewing the knowledge on the wooden boards.
As for the agreement and contract he signed with the blacksmith, such as iron and glass, he would like to believe that because of his father's absolute prestige in the clan, this old fellow Clavassen should not and could not have sprouted intestines. It is that the person has some other ideas, at least now it is absolutely impossible.
But for some people, great changes have taken place in the essence of their thinking!
Klavasen is getting older, he just thinks of his son returning with a beautiful wife, and then inheriting the wealth created thanks to Rurik's "miracles".
Money can corrupt people's hearts.
Even if the so-called noble is not a pure saint, it will inevitably be corrupted.
Undoubtedly, Bona, the priest, was eager to compete, and she always had a desire for power in her heart. Now it is not only power, but also this huge amount of disposable wealth.
The climate is getting warmer and warmer. The elderly Veria consciously rests most of the day, but he still feels tired after waking up.
She is in her seventies and three. This summer, she has a very bad premonition in her heart.
Everyone has to face death, and finally they have to face it.
One warm afternoon, Rurik changed to a new linen coat he bought from a tribal tailor at his home.
Because some southern commercial boats arrived in Roseburg, the owners of the boats were small-scale merchants, and most of them sold daily necessities.
such as flax, such as salt.
The vendors were surprised that the Ruths were different from their former abundance, and their excitement just proved one thing.
Regarding the destruction of a settlement on Gotland Island, the Mind Subtribe Alliance is quite happy about it. Of course, the hostile forces will lose as much as possible! But who is the initiator of the war?
Many small and medium-sized tribes suspect that it was the Mellaren tribe.
The people of Mellaren immediately denied that this matter was not their business, but they also expressed their support for this righteous move.
Yes, attacking the Gotland people is the right thing everyone loves to see.
Various signs indicate that it was the Ross people in the north who fought the victory. Therefore, there are legends that the victorious Ross people got large sums of gold and silver coins. Does such good news attract some businessmen who are willing to take risks?
Lurik was very happy that he bought some new clothes, washed them with soap and then dried them. Everything is so familiar.
Besides, the styles of the new clothes have been very close to a thousand years, and Rurik couldn't help but feel that the Westerners in this time and space basically reached an optimal solution between the styles of clothes and the demands of work and labor.
Liurik put on a fitted linen long-sleeved short robe, and he did put on pants on his lower body.
It's no surprise that pants are made by women of the Ross tribe who are highly skilled tailors. Women are all wearing skirts, and a group of men are loyal to wearing robes. There are not many men who wear pants all day long, because one embarrassing thing always troubles everyone-going to the toilet is not as convenient as a robe.
If Rurik had to make a choice, he still chose pants. Not only that, but there is a **** made of linen at the same time inside his outer pants. If there is no elastic band, drill holes in the trousers, and then put on soft twine to make the waistband.
His clothes were printed with moss and some dim patterns were printed, and the whole body was still grayish white and yellowish.
is paired with a golden ponytail that can be kept on the back of the head by Ruriek.
It can be said that his clean and beautiful appearance completely reflects a unique temperament, which is just right for his noble identity.
Such a noble man once again walked into the long house of the priest and determined to continue his study.
After waking up, Veria was confused, she no longer wanted to ask many things.
Bona is against her wishes and has already started her activities as a high priest in advance. Veria was helpless, she just criticized a little bit orally, and it seemed that she would no longer express any opinions, but that was not the case.
Because of the sudden appearance of huge wealth, Veria was suddenly excited.
Because of this wealth, the priests have obviously become lazy.
Bona, she is already performing the job of the high priest, but she obviously doesn't want to work hard now.
Lurik is here again. This time, he ran to the cubicle full of wooden boards as usual, lit the fuel lamp and continued to read the documents. It is precisely because of his knowledge of the documents that he can naturally chat and laugh with Uppsala merchants. The amount of information on all the boards is not exaggerated, and Rurik has a plan to recite them completely.
He has already begun to do this.
A sound of footsteps gradually approached, and Rurik subconsciously paused studying.
"Are you here to add oil to the lamp?"
"It's me." Bona held on to the wooden frame and continued: "Rurik, there is something I want to discuss with you."
"You? And me? Okay."
Rurik put down the plank completely. He welcomes Bona to discuss something with himself, because Rurik now has an opinion on this woman.
"You have something, and I happen to have something too. You choose a place and we have a good chat."
Lurik's tone was obviously unpleasant. He didn't say anything so far, but Bona was surprised, and she already guessed it.
Because, both of them are probably because of the same thing.
Veria did not rest this afternoon. She sat cross-legged on the leather cushion in the lobby of the long house.
Gradually gathered all the young priests beside Vilia, they were also sitting cross-legged on either side of Vilia.
Lurik followed Bona, and he returned to the hall to see a serious scene.
"Oh? Talk about important issues?"
Lurik still had a dull face, and then sat on a pair of leather cushions casually.
Seeing that Vella was sitting in the most noble position with half-squinted eyes, he also felt that the real high priest had something to say to him.
As a result, Bona didn't have any politeness, and in a very confessional tone, she explained the opinions of the priests on behalf of all the priests.
"Ruriek, today I want to explain one thing specifically to you. Regarding the making of soap, I will absolutely stop indefinitely."
I heard, Rurik's little heart was startled suddenly, and then quickly calmed down.
Although he didn't want this, since the return of his cousin, these priests almost all began to become "pampered ladies", except for them, they had no husbands.
Lurik knew that Bona's determination would bring identity, and he was by no means unprepared for this.
Despite this, Rurik still showed a harsh attitude: "No wonder, you have become lazy these days. You have begun to pay special attention to your own makeup and dressing. You don't do the work of boiling oil, let alone do the soap. I'm from The tailor learned that you have also ordered a batch of new clothes."
Bona shrugged and took it for granted: "Child, you know, it is the latest regulations made by your father, and we have a huge sum of money."
"Because of this money, you are no longer working?" Ruriek continued to ask harshly, "What about soap? You don't plan to do it again?"
"Oh, hehe. I'm willing to do it again if necessary, my child, about soap. But the situation is different now, we don't need to continue."
At this moment, Bona, who has a good self-confidence, regards Rlik as a child. She feels that she will be able to formally serve as high priest soon. Even if Rlik succeeds in succeeding the chief leader ten years later, she still has a huge right to speak in the clan. .
She coaxed Rurik: "Child, about soap. We signed an agreement with you at the beginning, and we were willing to make soap for you. That's because we were poor. You became rich by making soap, and we became too. Wealthy. Now the situation has completely changed. I think we have got enough money and it must be a long process to consume it."
Rurik squinted his eyes and asked deliberately: "You mean, before you spend all the money, are you not going to make soap for me? You have been resting these days, how can this be? You should continue Made."
"Huh? You can't say that." Bona straightened up and continued to coax: "Child, maybe you are a little angry. Please relax."
After that, Bona gave a wink, and a lower priest hurriedly took the original contract document.
Bona held the wooden board in both hands, and the Luen letters on it were clearly visible.
"Look, this is all the terms. The above does not say that we must make it forever. Our contract is always valid, but when we are unwilling to make it, you have no right to force it."
"you!"
Until this time, Rurik really realized that he had been put together by them.
In fact, Bona's words are also very correct, as clearly stated in the contract documents.
Now, according to Bona's attitude, the priests were very enthusiastic about making soap for the past six months, and their technical level has been rapidly accumulated and developed through continuous hands-on operations.
Today Bona's words prove one thing even more, and Lurik has to sigh that there is nothing new under the sun. Even in ancient times, people were able to take advantage of loopholes in contracts to do things.
Of course, Rurik is a little regretful now. Knowing this a long time ago, when the contract was made six months ago, a special article should be written, such as stipulating how many soap products the priest should take out within one month of the Julian calendar, and what penalties should be paid if the delivery is overdue.
Lurik couldn't help thinking a little bit more, he even worried about Clavasson, because the agreement signed with that old guy was just how to divide the money after selling the goods. Do not! Cravason should be more reliable.
Rurik speculated, looked at Bona's eyes and asked, "Just because of the 30,000 silver coins you got? Bona, do you think this money can really be used for your life? But you should understand that soap It is a living product, and the people of the people like it very much now. For the sake of our people, you should continue to produce."
"Are you forcing it?" Bona sneered embarrassedly, and continued to coax: "We are priests, servants of God. Even if the leader is here, even if the leader gives me a request, as a high priest, I have the right to refuse. Because I am the high priest!"
The phrase "High Priest" came out of Bona's mouth like a needle that pierced Veria who was listening. The old man opened his eyes and turned to look at Rurik, expressing his complicated attitude only with his eyes.
Lurik noticed this, and Veria clearly didn't like Bona's rhetoric.
Maybe, Villa is very angry! ?
Leurik said, "You are a servant of God, what about me? I am a person blessed by Odin. Do you want to question this?"
"No, I have no doubt." Bona continued: "Actually, you and I are Odin's servants, so why do you ask me to continue making. Since you are willing to fulfill the contract, my words are completely in line with the contract. My There was no error in the move."
"You!" Rurik stood up and said with a strong attitude: "Then what are you doing in this pomp? Bona, remember, you are not the high priest now! Even if you call yourself high priest to everyone. Look, the high priest is sitting in the most noble position."
Bona consciously felt wronged, glanced at Veria awkwardly, and turned her head to explain: "Maybe there is a small mistake in what I said. You can't deny that the high priest is now frail and sickly and old. When the summer solstice sacrifice comes, I must Perform the ceremony as the high priest."
"Oh? Is this your decision? Then I have nothing to say with you."
Because of soap, it is not just a question of money. Rurik also did not deny that he had taken most of the benefits in soap, and the priests were properly very cheap labor.
If Bona and others criticized themselves in this regard, they are determined to propose changes to the profit share ratio. If this is the case, there is no way to modify the share ratio. If they have a high depth of thought and can join hands to engage in anti-exploitation negotiations, then Rurik will feel completely passive.
Ke Bona's attitude was entirely because the priests became rich and didn't want to work hard anymore.
Soap can have huge profits~www.mtlnovel.com~Soap is also an important daily necessities.
The widespread use of soap can kill a large number of bacteria and viruses that are harmful to human health in life, and objectively reduce the possibility of people getting sick. For the Rus tribe, population is the basis for maintaining the strength of the tribe. At present, soap is a sanitary treasure that tribes can use.
As for selling soap to make a lot of money, it is indeed profitable at the moment.
Lurik turned to leave, seeing that he had failed to coax the child completely, Bona also hurriedly stood up.
"Oh! Rurik, don't go! You seem to be angry. Let us sit down and talk."
"Talk? What else can I talk about?" Ruri Kemu turned around with a small face: "Indeed, you have a reason not to make soap. But I just need more soap. Do you think this is just making money?"
"Otherwise?" Bona asked.
"I will be the leader of the future, and I have reason to be responsible for the lives of the people. The people need soap, but you just want to live a lazy life, walk around during the sacrifice time, and then dress well and eat well, what? Don't do it again. I have nothing to talk about with you. Bona, unless you decide to continue making soap for me."
Seeing that Rurik's attitude is so determined, his tone is full of atmosphere.
Bona really doesn't want her relationship with Rurik to be froze, she just hopes that Rurik can understand and agree that the priest does not need to make soap every day.
Bona waved her hand at the Alliance, an anxious gesture: "You! Don't be angry, boy, you sit back, we can continue to talk about this matter."