When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

Chapter 4: Don’t ask about the gods of Shang, but ask about the ancestors of the Xin family
Xinqu walked through the warehouse.

Suddenly he was called out: "Hey, Patriarch! Just in time, I'm looking for you. Our food for this autumn needs to be estimated as soon as possible. I'm worried that there won't be enough food."

Cang Geng, who manages the warehouse, hurried over with a roll of bamboo slips and several pieces of animal skins.

Xin Qu stopped when he heard this.

He had emptied out the bamboo slips. At this time, in the Youxin clan, only shamans used oracle bones, and ordinary people kept records on animal skins and wooden slips.

The way the bamboo slips were wrapped was because Xinqu disliked the discomfort of transcribing in animal skins, so he obtained bamboo from several tribes in the south, split it with a bronze tool and made the book.

Later, Cang Geng and others who dealt with texts and often engaged in caravan trade also saw the convenience of bamboo slips and imitated them one after another.

Taking it and opening it, Xinqu looked at the text above, struggled to read it and said: "The patriarch and the others took away [-]% of the savings?!"

The writing of the Shang Dynasty has begun to mature. After all, since the Xia Dynasty, various families have been trading frequently and have different customs and habits, making it difficult to communicate in a common language. Therefore, hieroglyphs have become an important symbol for communication among various families.

It says that half of the dried venison was taken away, [-] sets of fur coats were taken away, and a full [-] bags of millet were taken away.

The bag was made by Xin Qu after he traveled through time. It is made of linen.

It was also a specially replaced measuring device for the convenience of caravan sales.

Probably one bag can be worth fifty kilograms of millet.

In other words, the clan leader carried away [-] kilograms of grain alone.

This amount, plus the venison, can feed the clan leader with 120 warriors for three months. If there is hunting during this period, he can eat until the spring of next year, which is only 150 to [-] days.

"Yes." Cang Geng nodded, "If this year's harvest is not good, we will have to find a way to get more food. You, the clan leader, are the best at this."

Cang Geng looked at Xin Qu hopefully. Ever since he joined the merchant team, the tribe had always been able to store more food. After all, being able to speak well was Xin Qu's strength.

As a warehouse manager, Cang Geng looked at the mostly empty warehouse and felt uncertain.

At present, the millets are still half a month away from reaching maturity.

If the harvest cannot make up for the storage, they may have to go to war next year.

Because they have the Xin family living in Changping, they are already very far north.

If there is a late spring cold next year, there may be a spring famine!

All in all, there is never too much warehousing.

"Let's talk tomorrow." Xin Qu rolled up the bamboo slips and handed them to Cang Geng. "I'll go find Wu Xiaoye and ask her to divine the situation."

"Hey." Cang Geng had no doubt that he was there.

Divination is something people of this era often do.

Xinqu also followed the consciousness of this era, but he himself did not have much favorable impressions of divination.

After experiencing the baptism of later generations, I still believe more in the words that man can conquer heaven.

Even if he travels through time, it is still unclear whether he is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly.

Xin Qu came to the witch's residence, and the bonfire was bright.

In the shadow corner, a girl wearing black crow feathers, holding a sheep's head staff, her face unclear, was humming an unknown song, making a hoarse laugh.

"Xiaoye." Xinqu pushed open the fence and came in, "I brought you some gifts."

Wu Xiaoye, who was humming a song, was startled when she heard the voice and stepped out of the shadows. Tattoos were placed on both sides of her cheeks, making her look like a leopard.

An attractive face was completely destroyed by tattoos.

But this is also the norm for clergy.

"Qu, what gift did you bring?" Wu Xiaoye asked curiously. She and Qu had known each other since childhood, but she could feel that Xin Qu now looked exactly like the same person as before.

After all, although the former Qu was hard-working, he was very boring. Now, this Qu is not only good at talking, but also good at trade. He has risen rapidly in the past six months and attracted a huge reputation and momentum!
Of course, she would not perform an exorcism on Xin Qu.

After all, the old wizard told her when he was still alive that Qu was a person favored by the emperor, so it didn't matter if his personality changed.

The people favored by the emperor are a little unusual, and that's what they should be. "Hey, shell powder, apply it after washing your face. It will make your face smoother." Xin Qu took out a small wooden box and handed it to Wu Xiaoye.

Wu Xiaoye opened it curiously and saw a bunch of white powder in the wooden box. He reached out and dipped it in: "It is indeed Berry's bead powder. Can this really make the face smooth?"

Xinqu sat down by the bonfire and pulled the fire pit: "Mshang, it is used by the noble ladies of Dayi Shang princes over there. As the most noble shaman in the tribe, it is a good match for you. After all, we are both trying to catch up, and we share the same problem. ah!"

Amshang, now Qufu.

The capital of the Shang Dynasty at this point in time means Amancheng of the Shang State.

Later, the merchant kings moved twice under Pan Geng's administration, once to Bo and finally to Yin.

The title of Yin Shang also comes from this.

At this time, Amshang was the capital of the Shang Dynasty, and the honorary title of the Shang King at this time was: Emperor Nangeng or Emperor Nangeng.

He is Pan Geng's uncle.

Pan Geng also had an older brother named Yang Jia (some say Xiang Jia). He had to wait for Yang Jia's death before Pan Geng took charge.

Therefore, the competition for the throne within the Shang Dynasty can be said to be quite fierce.

Now Shang Xiaoyi is forcibly recruiting their troops to fight the Guzhu clan. Who knows which Shang prince will come next year and the year after that?

But the more uncertain the current situation is, Xin Qu subconsciously wants to unite everyone who can be united.

The clan leader has given up his position to him. Even if he comes back in the end, he will still be the clan leader. This is a rule and the purpose is to reduce internal friction.

Besides, this clan leader is not even willing to be a dog. If the clan leader can come back, he will probably wake up with a smile and finally get rid of a lot of troubles.

However, now Xin Qu has to worry about this and must find a way to strengthen the tribe as soon as possible.

As the saying goes, to make iron, you need to be strong yourself.

No matter where the Xin family goes in the future, you must first be strong enough to be qualified to say where it will go.

Nowadays, the competition for the Shang throne is becoming more and more fierce. Although the risk of spilling combat power is not small, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish will be!

Fishing in troubled waters is also considered his strength.

"I came to see you. In addition to giving gifts, I also have to do two official things. First, divination, asking the emperor how the harvest will be this year, so as to give the tribesmen peace of mind.

Second, it is still divination, but ask the ancestors, if... I said if, if I transform the Xin family according to my will, will it be allowed. "

Xin Qu's words made Wu Xiaoye stunned. She looked at the anticipation and nervousness in the young man's eyes and roughly understood his ambition.

This kind of ambition is not seen in the tribe.

Because the tribes were infected by the terror of the merchants.

If they come to ask themselves or their teachers for divination, they will not ask their ancestors, but only the emperor.

Because the emperor is the supreme god of merchants.

Rather than having the Xin family, the teacher said that the tribe has actually become businessmen, but the businessmen do not consider them as their own, so they are lifeless.

Their tribe has ancestors from the Xin family, and it is not an ordinary tribe.

When the Xiahou family was still there, they were still related by marriage!

Xinqu asked himself to ask his ancestors for divination, which showed his attitude.

He doesn’t believe in the emperor!But believe in the decision of your ancestors!
For ordinary people in the tribe, this is likely to be a bolt from the blue!After all, Shang is strong and prosperous, but they have the Xin family, so weak!

"This last sentence, we can just talk about it alone. Don't say it to others casually." Wu Xiaoye warned to prepare the oracle bones and tools.

When she came back and sat down, the bronze carving knife, small hammer, poke, etc. in her hands began to be busy.

Xin Qu watched with wide eyes. It was the first time he saw people of this era, and the method of carving oracle bones was really novel.

(End of this chapter)