The whole tribe is boiling!

In the eyes of the tribal people, the cart is not only a tool for drawing water, but also a symbol of hope for survival and a symbol of no need to go hungry! Such a simple wish, as if it were made within reach because of its existence. For its creator, people express heartfelt praise with emotional words.

Of course, they all want to be able to get this kind of barrel car. They imagined their fields becoming more and more fertile with the inexhaustible water of the river. At harvest time, patches of golden wheat stalk beat in the wind. Once this idea is generated, it is difficult to suppress the rooting and germination.

Elders and nobles, as well as some representatives of the commoners, poured into Masu's house, desperate for it, not wanting to wait for a moment.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" Rosnek said loudly: "I know what you want, now please be quiet, I have a few things to announce." ”

The elders returned to their seats, while the others stood silently and watched Rosneck. Masu and Paul stood beside their father, and they both looked at each other, both nervous, because what was next announced was the focus of their plan.

"Lift it up!" Ronecker asked his subordinates to bring up the prepared sand table, "Today's event is only a part of the whole plan, and all the plans are on this sand table, everyone, please see!" I'm going to gather the whole tribe, including all the laborers of the villages below, and all of them will work together to build the whole, well, the whole irrigation system. This is a matter of life and death for our tribe, and I hope that everyone will unite and contribute. ”

"This is amazing, is this our tribe up there?"

"Praise you, dear Rothink, you are so great!"

A chubby old man's eyes flashed, and he pointed to the sand table and said, "Rosneck, there are many places where there are no fields on here. ”

The old man's words attracted everyone's attention, and only then did they realize that the area of fields on the sand table was much larger than in reality, and they all looked up at Rosnek suspiciously. And some shrewd people have already heard another meaning of the old man.

"Not bad! Dear Elder Harry, If we can turn the sand table into reality, then we will have nearly 200 more fertile land! ”

"Shhh Hearing Roneck's words, people gasped. Two hundred tilts? Or fertile land! Is this a dream?

"How do you divide the extra land?" Someone couldn't wait to ask, and asked the voices of many people.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him nervously, Rosnecker said calmly: "The extra land will be fairly distributed according to how much everyone contributes this time!" ”

"I'm out of ten!" Someone immediately shouted.

"I'm out of thirty!" Some people are not to be outdone, in order to get more land, what is it to give some people.

"I'm out of fifty!"

"Damn! Olasu, do you have so many people in your family? "Some people questioned.

"If you want to take care of me, my woman, and the children at home are all on it, can't you?"

Priest Corey sat in the middle of the elders and looked at Rosnecke deeply, "Is he crazy?" And there are many people who also think this way, and they secretly communicate with their eyes.

"But!" Rothink continued: "The ownership of the land belongs to the tribe, and the person who receives the land has only the right to cultivate, and every year he has to pay some public grain to the tribe, in the proportion of ten taxes three in the first year and two in the second year. ”

When Rosnecker finished speaking, those who wanted to eat more and occupy more immediately started to make small calculations. Many people want to occupy the land first, even if they can't plant it because of manpower problems, they can rent it to others, or simply leave it unrefounded. Anyway, the more land, the better!

But before they could rejoice, Rothink continued: "The allotted land must be cultivated, and if it is not planted, the tribe will take it back in the second year, and punish it, and collect its public grain at the rate of ten taxes and four." ”

In this way, everyone can only do what they can. Otherwise, not only will they not be able to occupy more land, but at the same time, they will have to pay an extra 10% of the public grain, which will not outweigh the losses.

"In addition, in order to reward the warriors of the tribe for their heroic killing, as well as those who have made outstanding contributions to the tribe, the tribe will set aside a part of the public land for reward. The rewarded public land does not need to be paid public grain, that is, it will become completely private land of individuals. ”

As soon as Rosneck's words fell, a louder exclamation was heard below. In the past, tribes also rewarded meritorious people, which was nothing more than some elevation of status and physical goods, but the reward of land was unique. It is conceivable that once implemented, the warriors will be even more frantic on the battlefield for the sake of fertile land, in order to own or own more land.

The meeting was a success, and with the support of the majority, Masu's plan was realized. The momentum created by the cylinder car, as well as the fact that most people have a lot of interest in the land, makes this plan hardly any resistance. The plan was a bit rough, but it was a lot of progress for the tribe.

Ma Su's purpose is also very simple, to use the cart to stabilize his father's reputation, not only to attract the elders and nobles, but also to the commoners and the poor to get more benefits. Civilians have limited land and this unique opportunity has doubled their land area. The pauper, on the other hand, had no land at all, and could only act as tenants, and of course he was even more grateful to Ronecker.

In fact, Ma Su is selfish, traveling to this era of hard coercion, growing up in a harsh environment since he was a child, which was a kind of torture for him in the past. Although it was more dangerous to go on the battlefield than it is now, he has too many options to relax after the mission is completed. But what about now? A kebab is digging a corner of socialism, and making a piece of bread is picking up socialist wool, which is not as good as a child in a previous life. Through this opportunity, the cohesion of the tribe was directly enhanced, the shadow of defeat in the war was shaken, and people saw the hope of a better life. The warriors will be more brave to kill the enemy, the father's position will be stable, and Ma Su's own safety factor will be greatly improved.

Looking at his small arms, Ma Su sighed helplessly, even though he had more than 2,000 years of knowledge, he was not reliable at all by relying on his current self. However, as long as he gives himself enough time, Ma Su is also looking forward to what the future holds.

No matter what the era, profit is the source of motivation. The whole tribe is like a powerful engine, bursting with amazing creativity. The progress of the irrigation project is very fast, and Ma Su reasonably divides the whole project into areas of different sizes, and then distributes them according to the relationship of interests. No supervision, no worries about quality, no one cuts corners regardless of their own interests.

On the other hand, the workshop is also working overtime to make the cylinder car. Because of the division of labor and the unified unit of measurement, and the limited number of cylinder cars that need to be made, the craftsmen who have already had a production experience no longer need Ma Su to guide them, and the efficiency is also very high.

At this time, Ma Su was busy with another matter.