When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

Chapter 6
Xinqu walked to his house.

When passing by the bonfire in the square, you can see a few disabled middle-aged people, grilling themselves over the fire and eating some crabs.

Most of them have broken arms or lame legs and have some mobility, but they can no longer do high-intensity labor such as hunting and farming.

"Qu."

Seeing Xin Qu approaching, a middle-aged man with canine marks on half of his face waved: "I heard from Gulu that you have become the head of the clan."

When he saw this middle-aged man, Xin Qu stopped and then walked up: "The clan leader and Wu jointly appointed me. A few guys below, including Bing Jia and Shi Wu, all thought I could do it, so I became the clan leader."

Xinqu answered with respect.

The person in front of me, named Aqi, was the previous clan leader jointly elected by the clan. However, ten years ago, during a bloody battle with Hijikata, he was attacked in the face by a hound raised by Hijikata, and then his heels were trampled by a war horse.

At that time, I heard that the war situation was urgent and the merchant had no time to collect the corpse, so he led his men and chased Hijikata.

When he came back three days later to collect the bodies, Xin Aqi survived, but his heels were gnawed by rats.

Fortunately, as the leader of the clan, he had to be sure that he had completely lost his combat effectiveness or life before his rights could be terminated, so he was taken away by the witch for treatment.

Although he survived, he was also disabled.

The clan re-elected the clan leader, and the position fell on Xin Bing. He resigned and was living in the clan.

Fortunately, during the last earthmoving operation, the merchants left behind enough livestock to support some tribesmen who had lost their fighting ability.

But once the food is insufficient, people like them may become human sacrifices immediately, paying tribute to merchants or being sacrificed to the emperor by the clan.

"Hey, it's rare that Wu and Xin Bing forcefully specify.

But you are the clan leader now. Even if Xin Bing comes back, he will no longer be the clan leader.

Now that you have become the clan leader, you have to use your abilities.You have also contributed a lot to the good times of the clan in the past six months. I think Xin Bing took a fancy to this and agreed to Wu's recommendation. "

The middle-aged man patted the stone on his left side and asked Xin Qu to come and sit down.

"Just in time, seeing that you are free now, let me ask Aqi, the former clan leader, how I should manage the affairs of the clan."

Xin Qu walked up and sat down. This middle-aged man had a strong smell of sweat. It must have been that he had not taken care of himself for a long time. His heel was broken. When wearing straw sandals, he would subconsciously fill the gap with wood.

At first glance, he looked like an ordinary person, but in Xinqu's memory, he often saw the scene where he rubbed his feet until they were bloody.

I have been able to persist until now, and my broken heel is probably worn out with layers of calluses.

"Haha, okay, what do you want to ask?" Aqi patted Xinqu's shoulder. The disabled people on his left and right who were eating little food all showed kind smiles to him.

The people in the clan are busy and few people pay attention to them.

But Xinqu was different. Whether it was the clear kindness of college students or the influence of nine years of compulsory education in later generations, Xinqu still respected these people.

After all, they all contributed greatly to the development of the tribe.

"Hmm... I'm wondering if the slaves can be divided?" Xinqu said after pondering.

A Qi looked at Xin Qu strangely: "Divide it? Slaves are public property. If they are divided, can you still open up wasteland? Can you build houses?"

Xin Qu nodded: "Then, how about only half?"

"If you say you want to buy it for other tribes in exchange for food, I support it, but if you divide the slaves in half, won't you disobey the tribesmen in the future? You know, the merchants in the south are because there are too many slaves under the royal family. , each family was beaten to pieces."

A Qi frowned and looked at Xin Qu: "I can probably tell what you want to do. But our Xin family does not have such a big family. If the slaves are divided, the operation of the Xin family may collapse. The food in the clan has been If you don’t have enough food to eat, if you distribute slaves to the clansmen, they will definitely use the slaves to hunt, and how much will it affect the operation of the clan?"

Xinqu calculated the slaves and population of the clan, frowned and said, "Can some slaves who have served the clan become naturalized clan members?"

A Qi and the others were stunned when they heard this.

"However, they all have their own clans and beliefs, and they will not accept us."

A disabled man next to him shook his head and explained his thoughts to Xinqu: "Take these slaves in the tribe. Most of them are natives, and their country is in the west. If they become tribesmen, Then do you dare to take them to the battlefield in the future?"

Xinqu pondered.

"Okay, tell me what you think first. What do you want the naturalized slaves to be used for?"

A Qi had been a clan leader and could hear the temptation in Xin Qu's words.

This boy is a man of talent. He has followed him through several transactions in the past six months and has seen with his own eyes how this boy makes a lot of money by reselling.Xinqu pondered for a moment and said: "I am going to divide the tribe into households. When all the tribesmen divide food among the tribe, they can only enjoy the subsistence food every day."

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When Ah Qi heard this, he seemed to think of something and said, "You just came from Wu Xiaoye and passed by the warehouse. What did Cang Geng say to you? Is there enough food?"

Xin Qu glanced at this middle-aged man with canine marks on his face. He was worthy of being a clan leader, and his reaction was quick.

"The patriarch and the others took away [-]% of the millet and several hundred kilograms of dried venison." Xin Qu said solemnly.

"That's enough for the winter." A Qi pointed outside: "The millet will be harvested soon."

"But when Wu Xiaoye asked the emperor, the emperor said that Su Yue was in danger."

"?!!"

All the men at the scene suddenly looked solemn: "Really? What kind of crisis method?"

"I don't know." Xin Qu sighed, "But it's always good to prepare in advance."

"What about the distribution of slaves?" A Qi asked again.

"This is what I think." Xinqu pointed to the millet fields outside and said, "This year's millet fields are divided into [-] square steps per acre, and then each clan member is divided into [-] acres.

Starting next year, each acre of land will be paid next year's tax according to the millet harvest this year. Then if you manage the land well, you will have extra harvest.

This part will no longer be recycled by the clan, but will be left to your disposal.

At the same time, the food ration within the clan only guarantees the supply of subsistence food. The saved food can be used to purchase slaves, farming tools, and even support foreign wars.

It can no longer be the same as now. When merchants ask us to send troops, the clan leader and others take away a bunch of food. And if there is a problem with our harvest this year, how many people in the clan will starve to death? "

Xin Qu looked serious: "Besides, after you have food, you can also buy slaves to farm for yourself, so you don't have to huddle by the campfire every day and eat these... unsatisfactory things."

The middle-aged people around the bonfire were all moved.

No one knows better than them what kind of life they live. If they can have dignity, how can they not choose?
But now, life is difficult. Businessmen are recruiting soldiers every three days. It’s okay to save food in death, but they are afraid of being disabled in life. Although the people in the clan don’t say it, it is only food for subsistence. They have to wait until everyone in the clan has eaten it. Get a point.

"But..." A Qi still wanted to stop him, but Xin Qu reached out and held down his arm, "If this distribution method can be implemented, you will have land and divide the slaves, and your life will be easier.

If you are worried about the objections of the people below, I can use the reason that if I fight for the tribe, even if I am disabled or die in the battle, my family can be allocated slaves as a pension to provide a guarantee for all tribesmen.

As long as the Xin family does not fall down for a day, then you can rest assured that you will work hard for the future of the Xin family.

Of course, the distribution of land cannot simply be distributed to everyone, but must be divided into households.

In each household, two elders, two husbands and wives, unmarried children, and married men and women, as long as they are not the eldest son, need to be separated separately, and then the clan will divide the fields for farming.

Everything is arranged based on blood ties.

There are a lot of things that need to be stipulated, but I promise that everything that is divided will be guaranteed.

The clan leaders who are currently out in a bloody battle also need protection.

Furthermore, the clan will not just collect food and do nothing, because the food collected needs to be eaten in the end.Just part of it needs to be used for something bigger.

For example, reclaim more land, dredge rivers, and build cities to make the Youxin clan stronger.

These required food to feed more slaves.

The merchants in the south have gone too far, so let's take it a little further. "

After speaking, he patted A Qi's hand and said, "Tomorrow Cang Geng will check the millet in the field and estimate the harvest. I will start arranging the fields tomorrow and divide the acres into different sizes."

Xin Qu left quickly, and A Qi was speechless for a moment as he watched his back disappear into the light.

"Aqi, if Qu can implement it, I will support it." These tribesmen said one after another, "I don't want to live like this anymore."

"..."

Ah Qi didn't say anything and left alone.

Beside the bonfire, the remaining middle-aged people thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow, we will pass this news on to the families of those who fought. With this guarantee, they will definitely not refuse."

(End of this chapter)