But when it comes to which department's work is the most miscellaneous, of course, it is Jun Qianqian's sacrificial platform.

"My department is directly called the sacrificial platform? Is that really good? ”

Jun Qianqian, who had been abolished, felt a thick perfunctory.

On the bright side, it is recorded in the notebook that the duties of the altar are culture, education and diplomacy.

In fact, whether it is Luo Ze's military and political affairs, Luo Ban's agriculture in charge, or Daze's tool manufacturing, she can't get rid of any of them for the time being, and she needs to be reminded and cared for from time to time.

And all the current staff of the sacrificial platform, only Jun Qianqian is alone.

"Is there a cute and smart little girl in our tribe who will follow me to learn to talk nonsense with her eyes open?"

Jun Qianqian really wants to find an assistant, but unfortunately the children of the next generation, the smartest girl is Xiaobasket.

But she has plunged into the ocean of strategic learning, and no one wants to come out.

"Does the person at the altar have to be a girl?"

Luo Ze has a candidate.

"It's not necessary, it's just that at present, I see that the priests of these tribes are all girls, and maybe it will be easier to speak with the same gender?"

Jun Qianqian also found that she had drilled the horns of the bull, and there was no need to be so entangled in gender.

"If that's the case, let Ozawa learn from you."

Fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, or his family follows Jun Qianqian every day, Luo Ze can rest assured.

"Ozawa?"

Jun Qianqian used to think that Xiao Ze was a child who didn't like to talk and was extremely shy, but in the past few years, it seems that this child still has a hand in making friends.

"He's going to love the job."

Minor children, except for Xiaoduo and Xiaobasket, who have already clarified their departments, have not yet determined their future careers.

In addition to the autumn harvest and the harvest of wheat with everyone, these children have a lot of free time to play and continue learning.

After all, compared with adults, there is too much difference in physical strength and energy between minors and adults, and children still need protection.

"Give me the Dorne of the Luli tribe, you can't always let the half-grown children of Luli live a clear life with us."

Allowing Dorn to learn from Jun Qianqian was a sign that the Purple Flower Tribe was gradually accepting them.

"Let Pelo help you too?"

Luo Ze was a little worried that she was staying with outsiders, her younger brother Ozawa was younger than Dorn, and there was no advantage in fighting.

"It's all under your nose in broad daylight, don't worry so much."

Pelo's position is enough, and so is Ana, these two are the couple with the highest average IQ in the Purple Flower Tribe, and Luo Ze and Jun Qianqian are not married yet.

Now Pello is in charge of combatant training, and Ana is in charge of weapons maintenance, so the two of them are still in the same place at work.

This has to transfer Pelo to the sacrificial platform, and the two of them can't be separated every day, and their young couple haven't had children yet.

That's why Luo Ze can do this kind of thing to beat mandarin ducks.

"Then you have to be careful."

The Purple Flower Tribe referred to the layout of the Baiyan Tribe, and simply chose the most central place of the tribe, built a platform with bricks, and built a row of spacious empty houses on the platform.

It is used as Jun Qianqian's office, as well as a part-time classroom and library, and when it is not raining, the platform can accommodate all the people to have a meeting together.

Stimulated by the Baiyan tribe, everyone also riveted their efforts to build the altar a little higher, but the high place was unbearable, and the altar became the most laborious department for all to fall to work.

Jun Qianqian thinks that this arrangement is a good pit, and she really wants to ask Xia Lan if she climbs so many steps every day, isn't she tired and panicked?

On the day when the Purple Flower Tribe announced the detailed rules for the division of labor, this news, like dripping water in a hot oil pot, caused a heated discussion.

Everyone looked at those colorful titles, and their eyes were about to turn in circles, except for the departments with more straightforward names, most of them were at a loss, not knowing what those official positions were doing.

Because the tribesmen did not understand the detailed division of labor, Jun Qianqian did not play any democracy this time, she did not discuss with the tribesmen, and simply arranged the work neatly.

Even if there are any ideas and experiences, everyone must stay in their posts and stay for enough time before they have the right to speak.

"I'm sure you're all competent."

Luo Ze stood behind Jun Qianqian, looking at the people gathered below, some of them looked happy, and more of them were uneasy, but after listening to the patriarch's words, everyone's expressions became resolute.

"Everyone pays more attention to the content under their jurisdiction on weekdays, but don't be too tired."

Jun Qianqian reminded.

It's just that the current Purple Flower Tribe has no obvious class stratification, no employment relationship, and no exploitation.

Everyone is desperate for a better life in the future, and everyone doesn't care about enjoyment, and they are still working hard.

"Who do you think brought this ethos?"

Jun Qianqian glared at Luo Ze, the entire tribe is a workaholic, it must be that the patriarch did not take the lead!

"The same goes for you."

Luo Ze had no choice but to hold her forehead, she was the first in the night battle, and she was not conscious at all.

After the meeting ended, Ozawa and Dorn stayed, and the others left one after another, Luo Ze nodded at her when he went out, and Jun Qianqian made an "OK" gesture to him to reassure him.

"Sister Qianqian, what should I learn from you?"

Ozawa glanced at Dorne, this person helped Zihua a lot last year, with the rest of the people in Luli, but Zihua didn't treat them badly.

Ozawa didn't want to have much contact with him.

"You have to follow me to learn to write articles, as well as less commonly used Chinese characters, and I will tell you some stories, and when I come back, you will give me your feelings after reading."

Jun Qianqian touched Xiao Ze's head, this child has grown taller than her.

"Lord Priest, do you really want to teach me to read?"

Dorne on the other side was left out in the cold for a long time, and he spoke out loud, but he didn't want to compete for Jun Qianqian's attention.

It's just that he couldn't believe it.

"You have to start with literacy."

Thinking of this, Jun Qianqian is also a little big.

"But I, I'm from Luli......"

The thinking of the two is not on the same line.

This period of time under the fence made the originally babbling teenager more and more silent, and most of the surviving children of the Luli tribe gradually came out of the shadow of extinction, plus the people of Purple Flower were very friendly, and the two tribes became familiar with each other.

Only Dorne seemed to be trapped in the nightmare of the past, only to work hard, and the aura on his body became more and more condensed, and even his own people began to distance themselves from him out of fear.

He had already understood Jun Qianqian's status in the clan, how could he be chosen by her, and even let him learn such important knowledge?