After Mu Ma said his conclusion categorically, the eleven people around him fell into deep thought, in the past, all they fantasized about was to have their own house, but now Mu Ma meant to leave the clan completely. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

These twelve people are not a clan, they did not recognize at all a year ago, and they did not have the opportunity to know each other. Because of the alliance between the tribes and Chen Jian's dispersal of the clan's army formation, these people were brought together.

Muma is not an officer in the army, not even a military commander, he fights very ordinarily, not a bad breed but not the kind of person who is strong enough to fight one against two.

But after a winter, he used his hard work and ideas to bring a lot of money to these eleven people, and the trust in his life has been established.

But can this kind of trust support these people to stand with him? Mu Ma himself was not sure in his heart.

"Guys, the clan is already dispensable. Collecting taxes is managed by the city, fighting is managed by the city, and the arried officials will not be able to plant Arita officials, they will not be able to spin yarn and learn from cloth officials, and even if there is not enough food in winter, it will be rationed by the city, so what if they leave the clan? It's not the same now as it was before. ”

"But...... Muma, are you sure we can go out and live alone? ”

"Of course, I did, you can listen. Twelve of us can rent two cows, and if we go to the land, we can travel to twenty acres of land a day, and we can open a lot of land in a day. The twelve of us are not talking about being single, but helping each other, why can't we survive? ”

Mu Ma's voice was a little impatient, and he was desperate to convince his partner, and he danced excitedly.

"When I was collecting in the cave, twelve people couldn't survive. When you plough the land by hand, you can't do it with twelve, but now with ploughing oxen and ploughshares, twelve people are enough. If Ji Xia comes up with something in the future, maybe one person can feed three or four people to plant a hundred acres of land. A woman, two or three children, a man can support them. ”

Women, children, and families are the biggest weakness in these people's hesitation, and Mu Ma's last words finally made them let go of their doubts and decided to give it a try.

Jian Chen has been secretly observing the group of people in Muma, and after he came to him several times in a row and asked about planting, building a house, etc., he had already noticed it.

Compared with collective planting, it is impossible to increase grain output without the progress of improved seeds, fertilizers, and farm tools.

In contrast, it is true that in this era, the food production of the urban tribes cultivated by the family was indeed higher than that of the clan collective, but this is a causal relationship: the existence of the family is only because the productive forces have developed enough to support the disintegration into a family, not that the disintegration of the family will lead to the development of the productive forces.

However, the disintegration of the clan into a family is a process that must be experienced, because it is united around the clan, has a certain organization, and is not easy to suppress and exploit internally.

Disintegrating into a family, the violent apparatus of the city can easily oppress these people, and if the clan is united, Chen Jian needs to consider the interests and opposition of the clan. When a hundred people get together, and three or five people get together, the degree of organization and confrontation is completely different.

The appearance of ox ploughing and bronze farming tools has already tried to disintegrate the clan, even if it is not a complete form of a mutual aid group of more than a dozen people, it is better than dividing the city into a dozen clans.

After the dissolution, the clan leaders will lack appeal, and their importance in the council will gradually decrease, and they may eventually become a kind of honorary elder, and the real power is the thirteen who are elected.

Most of the leaders were unaware of the impending crisis in this way of boiling frogs in warm water, and they were still immersed in the reverie of this year's clan expansion.

A large amount of corn from Echeng will be planted in the spring, and the four crops that have been harvested three times in two years have been completed, and everyone knows that there will be no need to worry about the lack of food this winter.

It was the end of February when the willows spit out the tender yellow branches, and the spring breeze season was about to start a busy year.

The people of the various tribes had already arrived in the open space outside the city, and they had seen the cattle tethered in the nearby stables and cowsheds for an unknown number of times, and some had already stared at the horses they thought were the most obedient and energetic, hoping that they would be given their share.

Lies also began to appear among the clans, and some people could tell the good or bad of the cows and horses, but when others asked him, he would keep his mouth shut, saying that he didn't know, and even pointed out a few horses that looked thin but would get fat after a while, saying that those horses were not good.

Outside the barn, there was a lot of noise, and finally it fell silent after the drums sounded.

"The cattle and horses will be divided today, you have to take care of the feeding, if you ......"

"If you lose weight, you will be fined Qianbei, you will be fined the land, we know, hurry up and divide it!"

"Yes, Ji Xia, even if we are hungry, we can't let the cows and horses go hungry."

Jian Chen said with a smile: "There is another point, you have to remember clearly, this cow and horse belong to the city, not yours, you can only use it, but you can't resell or lend it to other tribes." If you want to mix, you have to come to me, you can't do that in private. ”

The people below are shouting to know, begging to hurry up, tomorrow is another good weather, and more land can be opened.

At the same time as shouting, some people's eyes had already caught their eyes on the cow and horse they liked, and several people leaned on the leader's ear and whispered: "That horse is good, choose that one later, don't be preempted by others." Look at those horses again, they are about to die, I guess I can call them mom at my age, so I can't ask for it, in case it dies in our hands......"

When the leaders were about to fight, the tanuki stood up and shouted, "I said big guy, this ox ploughs the horse and ploughs, and you can't forget who brought you here." There is a painting carved on the wall of the well in Yangguan, saying that the people who drink water do not forget to dig the well......"

The people below shouted impatiently: "Oh, can we still be the credit of Ji Xia?" Based on this alone, whoever wants to replace Ji Xia as the leader of the city in the future, I am the first to oppose ......"

People laughed and drove the tanuki down, Chen Jian took out a bag of bark and threw it in the jar, and said with a smile: "Then divide it, I have long seen that you are squatting in the cowshed and stable all day long, picking the fat and thin, so you will inevitably quarrel again, let's draw lots." Cattle and horses have numbers, and the leader comes up to draw them, and the ones that are drawn cannot be changed. ”

Some people who didn't look at Ma Skill's skills laughed and mocked: "Just your thoughts, can Ji Xia still know?" This time, I smelled the smell of the barn for ten years, and I ......"

The leaders were a little embarrassed, feeling that their careful thoughts were being recognized, and listened to Jian Chen call the name of their clan, and put their hands into the clay pot, while silently praying to the ancestors, hoping that they could catch what they liked.

Yu Qian'er and Hongyu recited the number in the back, leading the people to the cowshed to lead the cattle, and the people of the clan either shouted excitedly because they had won the good horse, or scolded because they had won the bad ox.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer cows and horses in the cowshed, the people around Mu Ma kept poking Mu Ma and asked him to stand up and speak.

Mu Ma was also a little scared in his heart, would anyone laugh at him if he stood up on this occasion? Will Ji Xia punish herself? Do you really want to take this step?

Seeing that more and more clans took away the livestock, Mu Ma finally punched himself hard, took the most difficult step, and said the most difficult sentence.

"Wait a minute!" (To be continued.) )