"Chief, there are only a thousand of us left." Seeing that the ice and snow were about to melt, the Purple Tribe finally migrated to the seaside.
"There's no other way. For the future of our Purple Tribe, losses are inevitable." Zi Ya was also heartbroken. Although those who died on the migration were the elderly and the weak, a large tribe with a population of more than 2,000 people froze to death or starved to death in one big migration.
Along the way, the Purple Tribe's migration was at least along a frozen river, so they could at least break the ice to catch fish and get some food. Otherwise, many people would have starved to death.
Almost all the rabbits were eaten, there were not many sheep left, and eleven wildebeests pulling the carts died. The loss was heavy.
"Come on, we're here, and we need to build a new home." Ziya was the chief, so at the very least, he couldn't lose heart. Many had died, and the remaining men and women were the most able-bodied. The Purple Tribe was becoming even more formidable.
Population? Wait until our timber fence is built, then we’ll go grab it. Damn it! Ziya complained inwardly.
"Chief, we are boiling salt here, which is even farther away from the Niupi tribe. Who should we sell the salt to?" asked the second chief Shuya. If they were just going to eat the salt themselves, there was no need to mobilize so many people.
"Further north, it's farther away from the Niupi tribe, so isn't it closer to our current location?" Zi Ya said.
"The chief is talking about the 'Blue' tribe?"
"Yes! Even with the Wildebeest Snowmobile, it would take the Blue Tribe about half a month to reach the Cowhide Tribe. This is the main reason why the Blue Tribe rarely participates in trade with the Cowhide Tribe," Ziya said. "In the past, the Blue Tribe once went to the Cowhide Tribe's Snow Festival. Why haven't they come since then?"
"What the chief means is that there might be a large trading area over there in the 'Blue' tribe?" Qingpi said.
"Very likely. The Sun City in the west is farther away from us, and trade is inconvenient. We can develop to the north. I estimate that there should be a trading area in the north that is no less large than the Sun City. As long as we have enough salt, we can exchange it for anything." Zi Ya was still confident in his decision.
"That makes sense! Chief, how about I take people to explore the north right now?" Seeing hope, the second chief Shuya became excited.
"Well, you take twenty wildebeest cavalrymen with you. Once the ice and snow melt, go explore the north. You can even directly contact the 'Blue' tribe... Understood?"
"Don't worry, chief, leave it to me." The second chief, Shuya, patted his chest and made a promise, as it was related to the future of the Purple Tribe.
Ten days later, the glacier thawed, and Shuya set out with his men. He took away almost all of the Purple Tribe's remaining coarse salt. Since he was there, he wanted to promote the Purple Tribe's coarse salt as much as possible.
"Chief, there is a lot of open space in this area. We can also plant some radishes. If we can make salted radishes, the trading value will be even greater." Qingpi said.
"Okay! I've seen plows many times in the Sea Tribe. It's not a difficult task. From now on, I'll leave the plowing to you."
"Don't worry, great chief. As long as we have enough wildebeests to pull the plow, we can farm without any problem." Only after becoming the leader of a tribe did Qingpi feel that he could realize his own value. It was better than being a laborer in the Hai tribe, wasn't it?
As spring comes and flowers bloom, the Purple Tribe has also begun a vigorous mass production campaign. Even though there are not many people left in the Purple Tribe, there are still many able-bodied men, almost 700 of them, and they work hard, don't they?
Building walls with wood, making big wooden houses with wood, boiling salt, making plows... Primitive people were really able to endure hardships. As long as they knew how to do it, they were really capable.
In order to build his own home, Zi Ya is no longer stingy. He gives as much coarse salt as possible to the workers. Eating salt will make them more motivated to work, right?
Boiling salt is really not a technical job. As long as you have sea water, firewood, and a ceramic plate, you can make salt. What's the difficulty?
Wouldn't it be greasy to just eat fish and drink fish soup? That's just Ma Yue's affectation. As a primitive man, he was content to have something to eat.
The Hai tribe is our role model. If they can do it, why can’t we?
After much effort to build some plows, Qingpi began to lead people and wildebeests to plow the land and sow seeds. Radishes have a short growing period, so it doesn't matter much if you miss the spring plowing. At least you can still harvest a season of radishes, right?
It’s really not difficult to imitate the rough plow of the Hai tribe.
"Big leader, we found it." The second leader Shuya finally returned with his men.
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Ma Yue had a rare year of peace and tranquility. Whether in Poseidon City or the Seven Hundred Cities, the summer farming had ended, and the grassland people had not come to attack, so everything was safe and sound.
The biggest change is that there are a lot more tenants in Qibai City. There are seven small tribes during the spring plowing season, and seven small tribes during the summer plowing season. Some are from the forest, and some are from the grassland.
All in all, the two sub-cities of Qibai City have added thousands of people and are much more popular.
Renting farmland always yielded a harvest, and from time to time, sporadic exchanges between the tribes of the main city and the secondary city began, which was quite harmonious. Exchanges were based on what seemed appropriate to both parties, and there was no unified standard.
The row of large wooden houses that the Hai tribe built in the sub-city last year, but surprisingly, not a single tribe wanted to live in them. If they did, they would have to pay an extra 10% of the city rent. We have our own hands and feet, so we can build our own houses, right?
It doesn't matter. As long as it's built according to the area and log cabin standards planned by the Sea Tribe, the Sea Tribe has no objection. As for that row of log cabins being empty, well, just leave it there. Maybe they'll be used for something in the future.
Seven Hundred City, it was said that it could only accommodate 3,000 residents, but that was just the Sea Tribe's theory. Many smaller tribes disagreed, believing that crowded living conditions were more comfortable and cozy, so why would they need such large beds?
That’s right, according to the rules of the Hai Tribe, you don’t have to charge rent for the wooden house you built yourself, but there is a limit on the per capita living area. If the area exceeds the limit, you still have to pay more rent.
Here, the Second Priest was very cunning. The per capita housing area he set was already very tight, so it would be strange if it wasn't crowded.
The Seven Hundred Cities is planned, and of course it will not be filled with only houses. There are also streets, squares, and even very standardized and simple exchanges, defense platforms, etc. The space occupied by houses is limited.
Of course, the Hai Tribe's rules are very humane. A tribe's population is not fixed, so what happens if it increases in the future? Therefore, the Hai Tribe allows for some expansion of unused beds. It's okay to leave some empty beds for now. Later, when your tribe's population grows, you won't have to build in a distant location, right?
Generally speaking, the sub-city has a very relaxed environment with thousands of immigrants living there, and people don't really care.
No matter what, the life of the small tribe that rented the city was better than before, so what was there to be dissatisfied with? Moreover, with a large tribe like the Hai Tribe behind them, they also felt safe.
The rent of the Hai tribe is really not expensive. You can build your own house, and even if the wildebeest plow is rented, the rent is only 20% at most. After a year of work in the small tribe, there are still a lot of radishes left.
With a harvest, at least we can exchange it for some salt, right? Salt! How awesome is that? In the past, small tribes simply couldn't afford to exchange it for salt.
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