Chapter 167： The age of sleeping on the ground is over

On the issue of money, Bona currently dare not be greedy for ink.

The heavy money box full of silver coins was taken back to his smithy by Clavasson, and after a simple check to make sure the weight was correct, the fifty pounds of silver coins went back to Rurik’s money box.

For the time being, all the coins are kept in my own home.

With so much money, Bona's eyes shined brightly, and Rurik's heart became more worried. Even if his father is the leader, the neighbors near the house are also his father's friends.

The total weight has almost reached two hundred pounds of silver coins, such a huge amount of wealth, even if a good person sees it, it will be evil.

Lurik is looking forward to his father's triumphant return. Before he is fully grown up, only his father's existence can perfectly deter all potential threats and protect his wealth.

Of course, there is another way to protect one's wealth, which is to use the power of wealth to build a hierarchical interest group that can be completely controlled by oneself. In short, it is to throw money and establish contractual relationships with some people in the tribe.

At that time, even if it is for the common good, the people will not try to steal their wealth for no reason.

The time is already June 3rd of the Julian calendar.

The rainy weather completely ended, the southerly wind returned to blow away the moisture, and the muddy roads in Roseburg quickly became dry.

This is not surprising, because this so-called road has a lot of sand.

After the rain, the forest began to grow wildly.

The greatest gift of rain is to nourish some vegetables that the Ross people barely grow-onions.

Some people have started to sell their own extra onion heads. That's the price, which is slightly higher than in previous years.

It is not at all because this year's year is bad, on the contrary, this year's climate is obviously slightly warmer.

Just because a large amount of silver flows into Roseburg, silver has brought unprecedented impact! In the small society of Roseburg, there has been inflation!

The four hundred young soldiers who returned, generally took advantage of the fire and robbed themselves, more or less robbed the Gotlanders of treasure in the war. After the "spoils-sharing conference", everyone received another sum of money.

They are sitting on huge sums of money at a young age, and their desire to consume has also increased. They have to satisfy their appetite first, so all the fishermen who sell their catch took the opportunity to raise their prices.

Onion, it is regarded as a kind of medicinal material by the people, and it is precisely the key source of vitamins. Even people in this space and time don’t know what vitamins are, but they also know that eating this food is indeed good for the body.

There is another point, it is its spicy taste. The pungent and strong taste stimulation gives everyone happiness. For this happiness, paying more money this year, is there any problem?

After the rain, the fish market reopened.

From now on, Ruriek has to face the situation where the price of fish has soared by 20%. He knew that the actions of the fishermen were understandable. As usual, he still wanted to gift the hundreds of young guys to eat fish, but for this he only paid two extra silver coins.

Two silver coins are only one ten thousandth of his current wealth.

June 3, there is a good thing for Rurik.

A month ago, he recruited a group of idlers from the tribe, many of whom were older people with significantly reduced physical fitness. In fact, the so-called elderly people are just over fifty years old.

Lurik has understood that it is completely absurd to treat his father as an old man. Father Otto is still strong, this age can be said to be so amazing, but other men of the same age, the situation is not good.

Those old men are not as wealthy as the leaders. They originally counted on tribal wars and the dividends of Sorgon, and continued to live a life of misery.

Now, because the powerful people in the tribe decided to adopt a new distribution principle after consultation.

Today's old men either rely on their sons who are married and start a career, or use some of their savings as pension money. Their attitude towards the rest of their lives has long been relieved, and they also believe that there are not a few years left in their lives.

Everyone believes that it is a miracle of life for a person to live to sixty years old. As for the high priest Veria, who was seventy and three years old, it was a gift from God.

Even if the physical fitness of the old men becomes very poor, many people suffer from bone diseases because they were too crazy when they were paddling when they were young.

They have some skills after all, such as woodworking.

A group of middle-aged and elderly people have been building houses for Rurik. The two long houses with wooden floors he ordered have now been completed.

In fact, with the last rain-proof wooden board on the roof fixed, the two longhouses were completed on June 2nd.

The two long houses are near the Rurik’s house. The construction process of it is a great attempt for the Ross tribe itself.

Because the two longhouses have a strong Slavic style.

More specifically, the married Peravina put forward her opinions on the style of the building, and Rurik referred to these opinions and relayed them to the carpenters.

Building a house is like building a ship, each is the art of putting together planks and blocks.

The carpenters were digging holes with shovels, and then put the chiseled oak piles into the hole. They set up a large number of wooden piles, and then the houses were built around the wooden piles.

The new longhouse is a kind of dry-bar building. This type of building is very suitable for the Novgorod people living on the lake. Is it really suitable for Roseburg?

In the end, two long houses were built. Its appearance is incompatible with other residential buildings. For example, under the wooden floor are a large number of wooden columns, which can be used for children to walk through. Nowadays, many people of the tribe are willing to come here to hang out, and even walk into its interior to feel the unique wooden floor and some even stranger wooden platforms.

After basically understanding the details of its structure, most of the people lost interest.

Only a dozen carpenters left in place, waiting for Lurik to pay their wages for a full month of struggle.

In the morning, Rurik led his own people as usual, and had a hearty collision training on the dew-hung hillside.

When Lurik took the sweaty children under his command to receive the meat, he hurried to the construction site with his close followers Fisk and Kanuf as usual.

Today is the day when the house is officially inspected.

Lurik is here, there is a small linen pocket hanging from his waist, and the sound of ding ding dong dong in it indicates that it is a silver coin.

The more than a dozen "middle-aged and elderly people" with half-bald hair and beards were sitting idly. Seeing that Rurik had arrived, they all stood up in awe.

They are indeed in awe, not purely respecting Rurik's noble status, but it is this person who came to pay the money today.

Although he has been paying attention to the construction of longhouses, Rurik stood at the bottom of them, still looking up again.

At this time, a so-called "construction leader" was actually a 55-year-old old boat repairer, and said respectfully: "Child, come and take a look. We have thoroughly completed the house you want. Completely built. It's our wages...hehe."

"Of course." As he said, Rurik opened his linen pocket in front of a group of uncles (literally) who came around. He was not busy pulling the hemp rope, and deliberately said: "The money will be given to you, and how much I give you depends on my mood."

"So, how are you in your mood? My little master." The old boat repairer was very respectful.

"This requires me to check it personally. I have to come in to see the situation."

On the day of the house handover, the owner inspected the house and found out the problems in it and gave feedback to the developer, and if he didn’t agree with him, he asked for his own losses.

Lurik is certainly not a mean person, even because he now has money, he is willing to be generous to people he trusts.

There are two longhouses in total, and their specifications are exactly the same.

The area of ​​Roseburg is already relatively cramped. Because of his noble status, Lurik forced to build a house near his home, supported by the leader's father, and everyone else had to hold back even if they had objections.

The long house is built on wooden stakes. Each building has thirty stikas, which is about thirty meters.

It can be said that it is a long house in the true sense.

Theoretically, it can be built longer. However, it is hindered by the material. The selected beam is made of pine wood. It is 30 stika in length, and the house can only be built so long.

They all have a herringbone roof, and the width of their interior has reached eight stikas.

"Let's go, Fisk, Kanuf, come in with me and see. I know you are here for the first time." Rurik greeted.

Yes, these two are indeed entering for the first time, and their eyes are full of curiosity.

For example, I actually stepped on a wooden floor.

"My leader, they use wood to make the floor, can it?" Kanuf asked in surprise, and at the same time he jumped vigorously, "I jump like this, I will never trample the floor."

Leurik smirked and shook his head: "You are too light. Have you underestimated the quality of these trees? Look, every piece of wood on the floor can be the keel of a fishing boat."

"What you said is very reasonable." The old boat repairer complimented: "For the house you want, I dare not deceive anything. All the wood materials are carefully selected by us."

Leurik nodded with satisfaction: "I know, your work is very serious, and I am very happy."

"Ah, you're happy. This salary, you can see if you can..." As he said, the old guy was smiling, and his inner anxiety was undoubtedly revealed.

"I will check again."

Lurik did want to check it out, because it would be the servant’s quarters.

Since it is a dormitory, Rurik has a very clear purpose from the beginning, so now the furnishings here are all done in accordance with the large public dormitory that Rurik understands.

The wooden platforms inside the long house are nothing but beds.

Now, the identity of the Rus is still a Viking, and there is basically no Slavic element in it. And this long house contains some so-called Slavic elements.

The so-called Tsarist Russian subjects often sleep on narrow wooden beds, even if such wooden windows easily make people fall to the ground at night. It was actually a rule set for the soldiers’ dormitories during the time of Peter the Great. First, a barracks could accommodate more people. Second, the cramped beds forced the soldiers to obey discipline.

The Tsarist-style bed with a width of only ninety centimeters is really inhumane. The standard set by Rurik for the craftsman is two stikas in length, one stika in width and one palm.

In this way, the width of the bed must reach 110 cm. An adult lying on it will not feel too cramped.

In order to avoid falling in sleep, all wooden platforms are also equipped with a little wooden stake on the edge to act as a railing.

He stretched out his hand and stroked it: "Not bad."

The old boat repairer who followed hurriedly asked: "Of course our craftsmanship is good. That is, do you really plan to let people sleep on it?"

"What? Are you wrong?" Rurik turned around.

"It feels a bit strange."

"No! As long as you try, you will get used to it. Uncle, stop sleeping on the ground."

The ship repairer still shook his head: "My child, with all due respect, I can't accept your whimsical ideas. Sleeping on this wood, I feel like a fish on a plank."

Hearing this, Rurik almost laughed.

He was holding it back after all. He couldn't think of it. This old guy is quite humorous and can compare wooden beds with chopping boards.

Rurik shook his head: "I will not force you, but I will force my servants. I call these wooden tables a bed. I will have a large number of servants who will sleep on them. This is a home shared by a large group of people. Hope you will not be surprised in the future."

Not surprisingly? That is ridiculous.

There are forty beds in this long house, that is, twenty in each of the left and right rows. It is normal for forty people to live in it. Rurik didn’t think this was strange. He felt that the servant’s quarters he had built fully borrowed from the experience of military camps. This is a big shop, and the house is full of people with more people. Only the heat dissipation of the human body may be as long as winter. The house is naturally warmer.

The specifications of the two longhouses are exactly the same, except for the bare wooden bed, there is no other furnishings.

Of course, it is designed with windows. There are five wooden windows on the left and right wooden walls of the huge long house.

Since there are no glass windows, the lighting is to use wooden sticks to support the wooden window panels. Therefore, the room is still dim during the daytime, and at night you can only rely on the dim light of the oil lamp.

Anyway, the residents didn't have much requirements for the accommodation conditions. Just like the old guy said, he actually felt that it was right to sleep alone on the ground. Sleeping on a wooden bed can be described as apostasy. There must be a lot of people who have such thoughts.

They may all have some doubts. After all, all the wooden beds were checked by Lurik, and they confirmed that they did not cut corners on this key object. In order to prove its sturdiness and reliability, Rurik ordered Kanuf to climb up and ordered him to jump vigorously on the wooden bed.

"Yes, you still can't trample it down." Rurik muttered with satisfaction.

For a while, Kanuf hurriedly stomped on, but he still couldn't shake the solid oak plank.

The old boat repairer laughed loudly when he saw it: "Forget it, if he can smash the plank, we can't have a strong boat."

"So, these wooden boards are also the material of the boat?" Rurik asked curiously.

"More than wooden boards!" The old boat repairer stretched out his right hand and pointed everywhere: "Here! And here! There! All the materials can be used for shipbuilding. So, boy, for your longhouse, we are asking to build ships. We can all guarantee that it is the most solid, possibly..."

"What is it possible?" Rurik asked.

"Even if it snows again this winter, the snow cannot collapse the roof! Collapse is absolutely impossible, just like the boats of our tribe can carry amazing loads, and the houses built by us old guys are the same."

"Okay! I am very willing to believe you, now let's go out."

After all, it was empty inside, and the air still felt damp. Before this place is full of popularity, Liu Rick doesn't want to stay any longer.

Outdoors, the workers who were waiting for the news were almost impatient. Seeing their sponsors appeared again, they subconsciously embraced them.

"You are all quiet." Rurik shouted.

"Now, I will give you money, or according to our previous agreement, I will give you silver coins." After all, Rurik finally opened the linen bag and revealed the heavy silver coins inside.

This time, Rurik did bring a lot of silver coins. In fact, before this acceptance, Rurik had been taking time to pay attention to the construction progress of the new house. Whether they are cutting corners, whether they are sabotaged, if they are, Rurik knew it early.

The fact is that they are not slacking off.

"You are doing very well. I will give each of you more money. Each person totals twelve silver coins, so it's decided."

The words are so, Rurik also made the money. Not only did he bring more than one pound of silver coins on this trip, there were still two coins left after the distribution was completed. Don't take these two, he threw them directly to the old ship repairer who was the "foreman" as an extra bonus.

Twelve silver coins, even at current prices, they can buy fish and eat enough to survive the first half of the year. If they eat frugally, relying on this silver coin to solve the problem of eating, it can be used until the ice and snow melt the next year.

Some people were holding money in their hands, and they burst into tears for an instant.

A group of elderly people cried with joy, which also attracted the crowd and discussion from some tribesmen.

Lurik didn't intend to comfort them, just cry if you should cry.

When they feel better, Rurik said loudly: "You all gather here. Hurry up!"

They came one after another, and at this time Rurik also made an important decision; "Uncles, don't feel satisfied with a little silver. I will provide you with another opportunity to make money."

"What is it?!" the boat repairer asked urgently.

"Make me another house with the same style and a smaller house. I want to use it as my new home. You don’t know, but I...I don’t like sleeping on the ground. You can guarantee the quality of the house as soon as possible. If the quantity is good, money is not a problem. I think living comfortably is the problem. Maybe I feel comfortable, and I will give you an extra twenty silver coins for each of you."

Lurik didn't use his head when he said that, he promised "twenty silver coins" and came with his mouth open.

People like them believe it is true, their eyes are full of fighting spirit.

There is another job, and these old bones cheer up one after another.

The old ship repairer had no intention of taking a break, so he sullen his face and said firmly: "We can start now, and now we will begin to plan a foundation."

"Okay. What else do you want, tell me now. I will help you solve any difficulties."

"There is a question the old boat repairer said.

"What is it?"

"Site problem. I hope your decision will not attract opposition from other tribes. You know, the current situation in Roseburg. Our home is really cramped."

The words are justified, and Rurik doesn't think this is a problem at all. He said: "I can use money to solve all the objections. As for you, I want a more square wooden house with ten stikas long and eight stikas wide. Remember, you use a scraper to process the wood. If the floor is flat enough, I will give you more rewards."

They put the silver coins in their pockets, and then didn't mean to take a break. Under Rurik's order, they chose a flat ground with weeds and rubble as the foundation of the new house.

After all, they are all shipbuilding craftsmen, and they are naturally experienced woodworkers. Even when they are too old, they can no longer be like they were when they were young.

But the tools they used to build ships and repair ships have achieved a key use in building houses.

The sun set on June 3rd. They were already in the wasteland. They used rope rulers (that is, some hemp rope, each stika length made a knot) to complete the foundation survey.

As for cutting down oak or pine trees to make stakes, and even splicing wooden floors and walls, they will all be a matter of time in the future!

Lurik started to work on construction again, and Harozov, who was still the "war leader", had to figure out what the leader's son wanted to do. It seems that it is a new big construction project.