The Baishi tribe was destroyed, and the most valuable resources of the tribe were not only tools, food, and people, but also craftsmen.

The three families are related to each other, they are the people who used to make pottery for the Baishi tribe, and they are all surnamed Zhen.

Zhen Ji's Zhen.

This is a very old surname, belonging to the clan engaged in the pottery making industry at that time, just like the blacksmiths in ancient England had the surname "Smith", and Zhen represented the identity of the potter.

Old and young, about a dozen people.

Yang Li asked about their lives and found that their status in the Baishi tribe was quite high, and there was no situation where the craftsmen and craftsmen in some novels were ravaged by hardship, and Long Aotian gave a little favor, and he swore to repay him with his liver and brains.

Ha, there were two other families of men who participated in the battle in the valley and died in battle.

In other words, most of them have hatred for me, after all, my father or brother was slaughtered by my old Yang.

Thinking of this, Yang Li smiled sinisterly, pointed to one of the good-looking Lori, and said, "Little girl, come to my uncle." ”

The potters trembled and did not dare to move, and the little girl shrank into a ball, and forced herself to weep, and hid in her mother's arms.

Could it be that Lao Yang and I have a fierce face that make you afraid of being like this? How is it possible, as a dick, that appearance must be harmless to humans and animals, otherwise the goddess would not dare to use you as a spare tire, my Yang Jiao must be a good face.

So Yang Li asked the girl's elders: "Do you want her to talk to me?" ”

This posture, as if there is half a word on the opposite side, he will drop the wine glass in his hand, and three hundred knives and axes behind the screen will come out together, and the knife will fall, and the bitter master will be chopped into meat sauce.

The man who seemed to be the head of the household hurriedly broke his wife's hand away, picked up the little girl and put it in front of Yang Li, and turned his head back ruthlessly, while the little girl was like a frightened quail, trembling and not daring to move.

"How old are you?" Yang Li asked.

I don't know.

"What's your name?"

It's just that the surname is Zhen, and he doesn't have a name yet.

"Well, the boy is his father, I will name this little girl, what do you think?"

What else can you think about this, the tribes have been wiped out, the knives are all on the neck, and it's not up to you to have the final say, the little girl's father nodded again and again and said okay.

Yang Li stroked his palms and laughed: "Okay, it's called Zhen Mi, don't change it!" ”

Everyone looked at each other, thinking that this leader was not convulsive, and he could be excited to take a name like this, the strict surname rules have not yet taken shape in these years, and everyone is taking them according to their hobbies, such as tiger teeth and falcon wings, which are not so much custom names as aspirational names, and the "founding of the country", "Zhijun", and "aid to the DPRK" in later generations, in fact, have the same meaning.

The little girl didn't know what to do, of course she didn't know that she had been forcibly named an imperial concubine.

"Ahem," Yulia came in from the door, it seemed that she had run a marathon and had not recovered from it, coughing unnaturally, she walked to Yang Li's seat, opened one of his hands, and sat on the armrest of the bearskin chair, her long legs circled in the air, and she looked like Erlang's legs, and her high military boots were bumpy and bumpy, and she smiled, "Big leader, I'm so interested." ”

Yang Li hurriedly took out his notebook and began to count the heads and goods, muttering that there are still a lot of affairs to deal with, you say that it is difficult for this village chief to be a difficult person.

Yulia stared down at Yang Li's side face for a while, stared at the village chief's head and sweated slightly, and then stretched out her hand and called to Na Lori: "Little girl, come to my sister." ”

Isn't this messing up, I already think of myself as her uncle in my heart, but you call yourself a sister, Yang Jiao complained in his heart, but explained: "I just gave her a Chinese name, called Zhen Mi." ”

"Okay, Zhen Mi, come to my sister."

With the consent of her family, the little girl jumped up and was taken away by Yulia.

After inspecting the entire Baishi tribe settlement, Yang Jiao had a rough idea in his heart.

Strictly speaking, they belonged to the mountain people, and at first they had a small population, and they could get enough food by relying on the irrigation of streams, but they came out with a strong leader like Lion's Mane, and their sons were able to fight, so they annexed other small tribes around them.

As the Baishi tribe grew in size and population, the disadvantage of its geographical location became apparent.

Relying only on streams to irrigate agriculture is completely unable to feed so many people, and this is the emergence of the contradiction between man and land.

What to do, hit.

This time, they sent a scout team to investigate how many people there were in the riverbend and whether they could conquer it, and on the other hand, to see what the irrigation conditions were.

In all fairness, Lionmane is an excellent patriarch with both politics and bravery, but it is a pity that he has met an opponent like Yang Li.

Under the leadership of Zhen's people, Yang Li visited their pottery kiln, although it is a relatively primitive shaft kiln, but the success rate of firing has been quite high, like this era of high-tech talents, must not be used as slaves, brought back should be given a certain status, to ensure the motivation of their work.

Another reason for the germination of the pottery industry of the Baishi tribe is that there is a good clay here, which can be excavated in the mountains and lakes, Yang Yu does not know whether such resources can be found in the river bay, but this does not matter, the quality of the clay has little impact on the development of productivity, and there is no problem to do it with slightly inferior clay.

After looking at everything in this land, Yang Li made a difficult decision.

Destroy the entire White Rock settlement and move everyone to the riverlands.

What's going on here?

It is a matter of being scolded by the tip of the nose of the people who read all over the world for eighteen lifetimes in the future.

Destroying a human settlement, in different periods have different manifestations, Genghis Khan captured a famous city in Central Asia, once used salt brine to destroy farmland, so that this land for a hundred years without grass, unable to live in; Cao Cao attacked Xuzhou, because of irreconcilable contradictions with the local clans, slaughtered many cities, so he was infamy.

But Yang Li had to eliminate the threat to be at ease, he couldn't just move the population of the Baishi tribe away, because as long as the land and houses were still there, people from other settlements would naturally take root here, and a few years later, another Baishi tribe would take root.

This seems to be a matter of losing conscience in later generations, and Yang Jiao really did it.

Amid the wails and cries of hundreds of women and children, Yang ordered people to dig up the river channels in the valley, flooding the few cultivated fields of the Baishi tribe and turning a large area of fertile soil into a swamp.

Anyone who wants to settle here will have to worry about how to drain the rotten water in the swamp.

Of course, if my Yang Jiao's power expands smoothly here in the future, I will personally make up for the trauma of this mountain.

It's just that now, Yang Li just wants to give Hewandi a peace without war for several years.

Large bags and small bags, all the people of the Baishi tribe were forced to carry the available supplies on their backs, leave their homeland, and migrate to the riverbend, this time there were more people, the previous marathon must not have even thought about it, it took a full two days for all the population to reach the riverbend.

Hayabusa had already arranged some of the huts in advance, they were made of hay and were located on a flat grass near the riverbank, which Yang Li clearly remembered not telling him to do before, but he almost perfectly achieved the advance work.

Compared to his younger brother Huya, who is keen to fight in battle, Hayabusa Wing is more calm and strategic, which is a very valuable quality among ancient tribes.

Yang Li distributed the captured men, women, and children to some of the people in the river bend as slaves.

It may not be accurate to say that slaves are slaves, because this is an ancient social production structure, and when production capacity is low, it can achieve higher output by "collective labor", but when the means of production advance, such as wooden ploughs and even bronze agricultural tools, are popularized, and cattle and horses are on the stage of reclamation, this mode of production under efficiency will inevitably be eliminated.

It's a bit mysterious, but it's not that hard to understand.

When each slave can only produce two catties of grain with all his might, you would rather bear the risk of their passive sabotage to produce one catty of grain, or let them work collectively and completely under your arrangement, because the effect of "collective labor" is greater than the loss caused by "passive sabotage".

And as soon as the tools are advanced, and the cattle are used, and each slave can produce ten catties of grain with all his might, you must make him a free man, because even if you cannot extract the full value of your labor from him, you can collect six catties of grain from him by way of taxes or rent, and thus obtain a value far beyond that of "collective labor."

Of course, Yang Li couldn't explain to his subordinates, or even Yulia.

Mao Mei is a bad student, and she likes to steal snacks, make faces, and draw turtles on muddy ground with branches while Yang is explaining.

Her head was stuffed with bayonets and gunpowder.

The first to be assigned to slaves were the best warriors and hunters in the tribe, and they would be freed from hunting and farming, and spend more time training in shield wall formations and spear assassination, and Yulia swore that she would give them a Soviet assassination class, but judging by her performance, this course was far away.

Maozi's race debuff is revealed, and there is no outside pressure, she prefers to fight and do things.

Yang Li did not call this system "slavery", but only told the soldiers who were assigned slaves that you are now the overseers of these slave laborers, and you can whip them and drive them away, but you must not torture them, let alone harm their lives, and these slave laborers are all the private property of my Yang Li.

In this way, there will be a legal basis for turning these slaves into tenant farmers in the future and realizing the great leap from slavery to feudalism.

The Zhen family made an exception and did not need to become slaves, they were arranged by Yang Jiao Haosheng to set aside a piece of land for them to live in, and guards were also arranged on this land, saying that it was to protect their safety, but in fact it was to prevent technical talents from escaping.

The stick was knocked down, and the carrots were also to be there, and in order to win over the men of their clan, Yang Li reluctantly promised the fattest unmarried girls in the river bay to the young men of the Zhen family.

The effect of this undisciplined marriage was extraordinary, and three days later, the first wisps of smoke began to emerge from the pottery kiln in Hewan, and five days later, the first pottery in Hewan came out of the kiln, of course, thanks to the information in Yang Li's laptop.

"We are one step closer to civilization." Yang Jiao appeared in front of Mao Mei with a vivid spirit, and handed her a small pottery cup that he had made by himself, "Give it to you." ”

The cup was crooked, and there was nowhere else to see it, except that it didn't leak.

Yulia's cheeks flashed a flush in an instant, she put away the pottery cup, and whispered: "It's ugly, who cares about your." ”

So she went back to her own hut.