Chapter 573 Farewell to You Jiang Clan (Please vote and subscribe)

"Then how do you hold sacrifices every year, when do you plant and harvest in so many places in your tribe? How do you deal with these things?" Xuan thought for a while and raised another management question.

"There are officials who specialize in managing the local area. There are county governors for more than 10,000 people, and county magistrates for thousands of people. These are all local officials. Under them, there are a group of auxiliary officials who are led by the chiefs and are responsible for specific matters. They are called the officials of each room.

For example, the officials of the household room are responsible for the registration and cancellation of the household registration of the tribe members in the area, as well as the land of each person. The officials of the criminal room are responsible for public security. Private fighting and murder are prohibited in the tribe. If they are found, they will be punished. The Han tribe has the Han Law compiled by our leader. Violations of the provisions of the Han Law will also be punished. The lighter ones will be fined, the heavier ones will be forced labor or corporal punishment, and the most serious ones will be executed. For example, if you throw garbage randomly on the streets in the city, you will not only be fined 50 yuan, but also have one finger chopped off. You will be chopped off once you are found." You Fu explained again.

The people of the Han tribe were fine, but the Jiang family around them was upset after hearing this. The Han tribe actually had so many rules. Throwing garbage would result in the chopping off of fingers. This was too cruel, but some people didn't understand what it meant.

"What is garbage?" asked Yong's sister Lei.

"It's useless dirt, such as feces, urine, leftovers, rags, and those messy things. Throwing them on the street is very dirty. The streets are for everyone to use, so no one is allowed to pollute and destroy them at will." You Zhi also explained at the right time.

"But if you throw something, you will have your fingers chopped off. Isn't that cruel?" Yong still felt that it was too harsh.

"No, the Han tribe has public toilets, so you don't have to urinate and defecate anywhere. The government also pays to hire old men to collect the feces every morning. There is no need to dump it on the street. There are also special garbage bins for throwing garbage. Under such conditions, you still litter on the street. Aren't you looking for death? If you ask me, chopping off only one finger is considered light." You Zhi explained again.

These are indeed the rules made by Luo Chong. Think about the cities in medieval Europe where feces and urine were everywhere, and the Black Death, or plague, that broke out because of it. In order to avoid this kind of situation, corresponding laws must be made to control it. Of course, it is not enough to just control it. If you don't allow people to throw garbage casually, then you have to tell them where to throw it, so there must be a complete garbage disposal system.

Fortunately, the Han tribe is an agricultural tribe. Feces and urine and most organic garbage can be used as resources for composting. There is basically no inorganic garbage. There is no plastic garbage these days, so it is easier to deal with. Just send someone to collect and send it to the manure pit outside the city. Local government offices will also allocate a special fund to recruit local old men to do this job, similar to the sanitation workers supported by modern governments.

Yong and Lei were inexplicably relieved after hearing this. At least it was not a random fine. From this perspective, the Han tribe is still good.

But Xuan did not dwell on this issue, but was impressed by the perfection of the Han tribal system. Each place of residence had a person in charge, and there were also people responsible for various specific management tasks. Even things like throwing garbage had clear rules. No wonder the Han leader could manage such a large tribe.

"In this case, there must be a lot of people who can write to do these management things, otherwise how can ordinary people remember so many things?" Xuan now asked about the selection system of the Han tribe. He was really a person with a unique vision. He looked at things from a different perspective than the little people. At first glance, he was a leader.

"Yes, it does require a lot of people. Those serving officers and soldiers don't need to be literate, but if you want to be a senior official, you must be literate." You Fu said directly without thinking. Obviously, he was also familiar with these things. After all, he was also a senior figure in the Han tribe.

"How many people in your Han tribe can read and write like you?" Xuan asked again.

"Not many, probably around a thousand now, but the number will increase soon. Our leader should be setting up a school this month. The tribe requires all children to go to school to learn Chinese characters, so that they can do something for the tribe when they grow up." You Fu said after calculating the days of travel.

"All children have to learn?!" Xuan was surprised. He didn't expect that the Han tribe had such a way of inheritance.

"Yes, they all have to learn. My eldest son is also going to school this year. He has come at a good time. I don't know if his mother has been doing well with him during this period, and his brothers and sisters." You Fu squinted at the sky and said with some longing.

Xuan was even more surprised after hearing this. How did the Han tribe teach, how did so many people learn Chinese characters together? These are management methods worth learning from the Jiang family. After all, the Jiang family is also a tribe that is constantly expanding.

"What are your plans, Chief Xuan? After the autumn harvest of You Jiang, would you like to send a few people to visit the Han tribe with us? We in the Han tribe will welcome you very much." After some introductions and explanations, You Fu invited Xuan again. He couldn't stay here forever. He had to give a straightforward answer. The fleet couldn't ignore the real mission just because of You Jiang. This was definitely not okay.

"Let me think about it again. Let's talk about it after the autumn harvest. If I really want to go, I'll have to trouble You Fu to send us there." Xuan thought about it, but still didn't make a decision immediately. You Fu only had various descriptions of the Han tribe, but it was impossible to verify the specifics. The credibility of these words was still questionable, so Xuan needed more time to choose, and choose the one with the least possible consequences.

"That's natural. In that case, we'll leave tomorrow. The fleet will continue to move downstream. When we come back in a month, You Jiang's food should have been harvested. We can take you with us when we return to the city. Don't worry about it." You Fu also waved his hand and said.

In this way, both sides tacitly ended the topic, and that night, Xuan did generously give some millet and sorghum seeds to Youfu, saying that they were used to exchange for the two technologies of plowing and treading pestle they brought. Moreover, this was what Xuan wanted most when he asked them to come to the tribe. Now they didn't stay, but they also brought back two technologies, which was not a loss. Youfu and

his companions were also personally sent to the river by Xuan. After saying goodbye to each other, Xuan went back. However, Youfu's fleet naturally couldn't leave immediately. They had to clean up the camp and load everything on the boat before they could set off. They were busy until the night, and they set off to continue sailing downstream early the next morning.

On the other side, in the Jiang family residence, a man also hurried back to the tribe and found Xuan to report, "Chief, those people from the Han tribe boarded the boat and left. We didn't find that they left anyone on the shore."

"Well, I know, you go down."

(End of this chapter)