Chapter 189： A tiny gift from Rurik

If tobacco existed in this era, Otto would never mind taking out one, sitting on a bare tree stump, sitting down and smoking one beautifully.

Perhaps, the only advantage of tobacco is to calm the spirit and relieve some physical fatigue.

Otto has heard that some people will look for some red mushrooms in the woods, and those who eat it will see some incredible scenes, and even talk to God.

He didn't try this, because he also heard that someone had eaten red mushrooms. I don't know if God saw it. Anyway, the poor guy vomited bubbles and died in convulsions. Maybe the soul of that person will ascend to Valhalla and see the deity of God.

Otto just wanted to rest. He was sitting on a log that had been transported to be decomposed, eager to have a magnificent glass next to him, filled with full of foaming craft ale. Have a drink and really enjoy it.

Otto is with his son this morning, and he has walked half a circle in the entire tribe!

It has been three months after all, and tremendous changes have indeed taken place within the tribe. Not only are a group of foreign merchants carrying and holding their merchandise, screaming and peddling their linen and wine, or other useful things on the tortuous paths of the tribe. It is obvious that these travel merchants can always sell their goods quickly, and at the same time travel merchants do not have to worry about their own safety.

Because Otto and the older people in the tribe, as well as the high priest Veria, made a very basic law many years ago.

The so-called thief will be confiscated and deported permanently. The looters will be executed in public after their property is confiscated, and their families are slaves.

Even in the sea, fishermen often transform themselves into pirates, blatantly violating their peers. Within the Ross tribe, residents supervise each other, and once criminal acts are discovered, the results of the handling are harsh.

Basic laws govern the clansmen and visitors. For so many years, crimes within Roseburg have been rare. The penalties imposed on the offenders are all big news.

The internal security in Roseburg is very good. The first reason for the excellent security comes from the simple mutual supervision of the settlers. The second reason is that the population of Roseburg is only 7,000 to 8,000 at most. To manage such a small number of people, it is not guilty to invent occupations such as "head catching" and "quick catching", even more advanced ones are not needed.

The basic law is to constrain the people of the race and allies and merchants who belong to the same alliance.

As for the captive slaves? forget it.

Those captured captives participate in the labor of daily life.

The women who were taken in captivity, Otto didn't think much about these people, they can be described as the "tools" of the possessor. Even so, if they gave birth to the possessor's child, it would be completely different!

Ross cherish the boys of every tribe, even if their mother is a slave, it does not affect their right to grow into warriors who can fight for the Rose tribe.

Many other families have started the construction of new houses. Otto noticed one thing, that is, the so-called new houses, one after another, buried a large number of wooden piles next to their own homes, and built superstructures on these wooden piles.

Otto didn't realize it until he saw Rurik's masterpiece.

Obviously, some tribesmen must have started to build Novgorod-style wooden houses because of the influence of those Novgorod women who were married.

Are they doing the right thing? No matter it is correct, it is indeed understandable.

Because of Otto, his long stay in Novgorod was living in a comfortable wooden house provided by the manor of White Tree Manor, especially sleeping on a wooden bed. Otto felt quite comfortable.

All those children were taken out by Palla, each with their little hands on their backs, shyly facing their masters.

Rulik did a slight count and confirmed that the ten people were correct.

He still has to ask: "Parla, are everyone here?"

"Yes, as you can see."

"Really? Did they line up under their own names?"

"This... of course not." Palla's expression is rather regretful. No one, facing ten children, can fully distinguish each other in just one day. Of course Parla can finally distinguish their names based on their looks, it will take a little bit of time!

It’s fine now, because of Parla’s deeds, even if Lurik saw them at a distance, it was as if they were depots!

It turned out that the homework faced them who were dirty. Parla started to boil a lot of hot water, and then washed their bodies one by one.

It's like a mother bathing her children. Palla wiped each child with soap, and then rubbed the dirt that had accumulated on them with a very rough linen cloth.

Especially their hair! They fell into Parla's hands, but were forced to wash their hair, causing the children to scream for a while.

Many children have eggs of parasites hidden in their hair, as well as lice and fleas.

Since enjoying the richness of soap, the annoying bugs of the past have been eliminated. Palla noticed the magic of soap several months ago. The children's hair was frantically rubbed by her. Due to long-term malnutrition, many children had a lot of hair rubbed off during this process.

The only benefit is that many parasites were washed away. Afterwards, they also felt the extreme refreshing sensation on the scalp. The itchiness of the head was gone!

Together with their clothes, Palla also cleaned them, and finally dried them quickly by the fire.

It can be said that when Rurik saw his ten little maids, their clothes seemed simple and dirty, but they were actually washed with soap. The muddy mud on their bodies was also gone. Not only was their hair washed, it was also trimmed by Parla with a sharp knife.

The children’s long hair is constructed to a uniform length. After being washed by Haosheng, although the hair quality is not very good, it ends up crooked and smoother. Parla also applied a little grease to their hair, and then tied it into a little braid at the back of their head.

No one, because Palla knew that Lumia, the maid of Rurik, had braids behind her head. The most ordinary maids naturally have to approach their "elder sisters" in image.

Is it really?

But the biggest shortcoming of these little maids is that they have not received the great favor of their masters, and they have not been decorated with huge silver ornaments that look exactly like Lumia.

Their images are too similar!

In addition to their uniform dress and hairstyle, although their faces are fair, they all show sub-healthy conditions. After all, their faces are still different.

Liurik, he is still accustomed to some militarized management elements, especially his servants.

He stroked the linen bag full of silver nameplates with his left hand, calling out the names given to them one by one.

First of all, from Anna...

The girls are not afraid of their masters at all. In other words, they always have the feeling of facing their elder brother in the face of Rurik. Even this "brother" is better than the brother of his hometown family.

They are generally only seven years old! Even though they have already begun to face the burden of family production and become a labor force. Who treats himself nicely is really a good thing.

I was stuffed with fish yesterday, and everyone ate some more this morning.

Although they didn’t understand the words of the woman named Parla, they knew that in a while, everyone should eat again!

This is a happiness that cannot be enjoyed in my hometown.

Ten girls stood up obediently, and did not dare to act rashly without the command of the master.

Their eyes are full of expectation, and they don’t know what else the owner is doing.

"Anna, come to me!" Rurik ordered in Cyrillic.

I saw the little girl jumping up and down, and the little braid behind her head was constantly swaying with the movement.

"Master?" The girl opened her deep blue eyes. Perhaps at this time, she would be more willing to call Rurik as "brother."

"Did you have a good time yesterday?" Rurik asked politely.

"Very satisfied, master!"

"Have you eaten in the morning?"

"have eaten!"

In one question and one answer, Lurik based on this girl, completely figured out their new life. Perhaps for the father or other people, I have too much favor based on the servant. Is this really the case? Rurik felt that he was not called "favor" at all, but a powerful person who should give the people the most basic public affairs.

Especially children! Even if the living conditions of the Ross tribe can only be said to be better than a few years ago, it is still worse in the final analysis.

Economic difficulties can be further improved through efforts to increase productivity. If the tribe wants to be strong, all the children are the key!

It's no joking that the youth is strong and the country is strong.

They are still yellow-faced and thin, with sparse hair. After spending a period of time without worrying about eating and drinking, Rurik was sure that they would become red-faced and even eat a little fatter. When your physical fitness is up, you don't have to worry too much about your servants getting sick and dying.

Rürik took out the silver nameplates in a hurry. In Anna’s excitement, Rürik turned out the gold plate with the letter "a" inlaid with gold, and hung it on Anna's head by himself.

The girl shook her head, shaking her whole body.

"Are you...excited?"

"Master...this is, silver?"

"There is gold." Rurik added, "The pattern on it represents your name. You are my servant, and you will become noble after you follow me."

Noble? Anna is very vague about this concept.

"Now, face your sister, show your nameplate." Rurik ordered.

Anna turned happily and swayed freely in the envy of her sister's eyes.

Anna is just the beginning.

Soon, Rurik distributed nameplates to all the girls, the letters on them corresponded to their names.

The children gather together and jump and jump. They understand the value of silver and gold, and the gift comes from the master.

Let them make noise for a while.

Rurik leaned in front of Palla with a relieved look: "Now, you can probably tell their names."

"Yes. I basically understand the order of those Roman letters. But you...gives the nameplate made of silver."

"It doesn't matter." Rurik felt that Lumia might be jealous because of her actions, so he pulled her to her side: "Look, this is my maid maid, and her nameplate is the largest and most beautiful. Don't. 'S maid can only condescend to her. Palla, you know their names and future work."

"Soap?" Palla chuckled, "I will finish well."

"Well, I still give you money. But you also understand my attitude. Money will be given to you, throw away your daily life, you have no right to spend it indiscriminately."

Palla nodded deeply. She had already heard that the once domineering Bona was directly beheaded by the returning chief. She didn't dare to ask, she didn't dare to say, Kyururik's words, basically done something.

Lurik returned to his father's side, the soap workshop behind the father and son, the chattering of a group of girls became even more noisy.

Otto, who witnessed everything, couldn’t hold back: “Children, they are your servants, not your sisters. Your attitude towards them is like treating sisters.”

Rurik was taken aback: "What? Dad, do you think I'm doing something inappropriate?"

"No! If those people are your brothers, what you did is very appropriate. But they are just some servants. Boy, I find you treat all servants like relatives and friends."

"Well, maybe I am a kind person."

"Really?" Otto's big hand covered his son's head: "They were chosen by me for you. They are all pretty girls. Their identities are inferior, don't you think they are inferior?"

"This...actually..."

"You hesitate, that's the default!" Otto said straightforwardly: "Well, you treat them as wives."

"What? Dad, are you sure?!"

"Of course." Otto continued to sigh: "It seems that I need to go to the stone boat altar and pray that God will grant me another ten years of life, and I can see that they are all pregnant with your children. Haha, the high priest is fine."

As he said, Otto suddenly grabbed the braid behind Lumia's head and pulled it to her side: "The high priest can't get married. However, there is no need to go through a ritual. It's okay to be a high priest after she gives birth. ."

"Dad! You!" Rurik felt that his father was afraid that he had just had a glass of wine? That's not right!

Otto seems to be saying inconspicuous words, but in fact it is his straightforward thoughts.

is not surprising either! Tonight the tribe will have a huge and grand collective wedding. After one night, all newly married Novgorod girls will become new Russian women.

As a leader who has held the highest power for more than ten years, Otto knows the importance of population! Besides Although the tribe has benefited a lot from this year's war, 65 young people died in the war. We must know that the most elite fighters in the tribe are only 700, and half of the losses are such elites. The only thing that can make up for the loss is to count on all Roth women to give birth as soon as possible and give birth to healthy sons as soon as possible.

Yu Gong, Otto thinks this way.

In private, Otto certainly hopes that he can have countless grandchildren.

Now, Rurik feels that his father wants to become a pile driver.

Well, one of the ancient stories about the land of Eastern Europe that Rurik knows best is that the descendants of Rurik are blooming throughout history. Rurik used the power of blood to let the children become the leaders of various Slavic tribes, which is quite a bit of learning from the expansion routines of the Eastern and Western Zhou Dynasty. Learn? Maybe not to mention it. It may be an optimal solution for a special pattern.

The early history of Kievan Rus also has anecdotes similar to "Zhou Gong assisting the government".

is the general Oleg assisting the young Prince Igor. After Igor grew up, he conquered the south and attacked East Rome, establishing the first flourishing age of Kievan Rus.

Oleg? Who is Oleg?

So, Arik and Oleg, are they the same concept? Do not! Oleg must be a very young man, not yet born! The only thing Rurik could estimate was that this legendary minister of government must be born among his relatives, friends and subordinates.