The vigorous summer plowing has begun. Countless tribes, big and small, envy the Hai tribe. They have so many large livestock, so many copper plows and shovels, so many chest harnesses, and... they employ so many people.
It's pointless to envy them. Look at the spring potato harvest being shipped into Haifan City. It's a frightening amount, and they're still being shipped to Qiuhai City by the boatload. What are they doing? To provide relief to the large number of miners working at the copper mines over there. A large number of people in the Qiuhai City area rely on mining for Qiuhai City to survive.
Qiu Haicheng is a man of his word. There wasn't much food in the first half of the year, and it was only enough to feed the miners. The extra 'salary' would be paid during the summer plowing season. Now it's here, isn't it?
Our Hai Tribe has no shortage of food. Hurry, all the miners, return. As a result, the number of miners at the mines outside Qiu Hai City has more than doubled. Regardless of whether you're a young man or the elderly, Qiu Hai City pays you "salary" based on the weight of the ore you mine. This is called distribution according to work.
It seems... quite reasonable! You're a strong man, but you don't even make as much as my old brother, so why is your 'salary' higher than mine?
Of course, mining isn't that simple; it requires collaboration. Therefore, the miners at Qiu Haicheng's mines almost all work in tribes, with dozens of people each doing their own work. Only in this way can you dig out ore.
The more you dig, the more experience you gain. It doesn't mean that if your tribe has more men, you'll harvest more ore. The copper mines outside Qiuhai City are very large, and it takes experienced miners to determine which mine has the largest reserves.
Qiu Haicheng doesn't care how you mine, just bring in the copper mine. Potatoes or salt? Can they all be considered "salary"? If you're feeling extravagant and prefer dried sweet potatoes or salted fish, that's fine too. Our Hai Tribe has everything.
We want to join your sea tribe, can we? Get lost!
Everyone knows the Hai Tribe doesn't accept anyone. What? You guys in the Hai Tribe can't afford to support anyone anymore? Can we just cry in silence?
"Twenty percent, everyone is rushing to sign up." The third priest reported that the current Haifan City, whether it is the headquarters or the north and south branches, has limited labor and has hired a large number of manpower from other tribes. The third priest felt that the Hai tribe suffered a loss as they had promised to harvest half of the grain output.
So, you were given 20% of the grain harvest. Even so, numerous tribes, both large and small, were willing to cooperate with the Hai Tribe in farming. There was no other solution. The Hai Tribe had large livestock, copper plows, and chest harnesses. With these three magical tools, each large animal could plow over ten acres of land in the summer.
Twenty percent is at least two mu of land, and two mu of land means more than 1,200 kilograms of potatoes for the autumn harvest. If we can cooperate in farming and raise ten large livestock... Oh my God, that would be wonderful.
"That's fine, as long as both parties are satisfied." Ma Yue certainly had no objection.
"The cultivated land is expanding towards the north and south peripheries, and we try our best not to occupy the grassland between the north and south branches."
"That's good, we also have room for grazing." Yes, the Hai tribe not only farms, but also grazes. Ma Yue believes that the best idea is to combine agriculture and animal husbandry.
"The Lingguo Island branch has brought in a lot of fat pigs..." The large-volume transportation is complemented by sea transportation between Haifan City and the Lingguo Island branch. The Lingguo Island branch has only one sweet potato harvest a year, and in the summer, it also needs Haifan City to provide a large number of potatoes for its survival.
Fortunately, the Lingguo Island branch is suitable for pig farming. The hundreds of fat pigs transported here weighed at least 300 kilograms, which was very tempting.
The meat yield of a fat pig is two to three times that of a sheep.
"Okay, send some to each branch as well. It's the Harvest Festival, so everyone should eat more meat and have some fun."
"Yes." The Third Priest would take care of that. The Sea Tribe also slaughtered some sheep for meat, but each person didn't get much, because there were so many people! Eating big fat pigs during the Harvest Festival wasn't bad either. "The rest of the pork we can't eat will be made into bacon jerky with salt!"
Oh my god! I knew you'd say that. Okay, we're used to living in poverty, and the leaders of the Sea Tribe have to be very careful with their budgets. How can we just eat it all up?
The Sea Tribe's salt production is still quite good, which allows them to produce more salted fish and meat. Although the colder weather in Poseidon City has affected farming, as long as there aren't too many heavy rains, it won't affect salt production. Furthermore, with the Kirishima branch now having an outlet for salt production, the Sea Tribe's salt production has actually increased significantly this year.
According to the budget statistics after the spring plowing, the Hai tribe really met the problem of food and clothing, and Ma Yue felt relieved.
So...Ma Yue went into seclusion!
What does seclusion mean? Shuichong quickly mobilized another 300 regular soldiers and surrounded Ma Yue's training area.
"Is the charlatan going to advance?"
"Yes, once advanced, the charlatan will become even more powerful." Shuichong said.
"Oh, then can we increase the population?" asked the third priest.
"It shouldn't happen. If it's a big advancement, the charlatan will make arrangements in advance." For example, when a warrior is promoted to the martial artist level, Ma Yue will prepare troops and expand. The tendency is very obvious.
The last time Ma Yue advanced from the beginner to the intermediate martial artist, there was no major bias in his arrangement. The water bug who always watched over Ma Yue was well aware of his secluded habits.
"Third Priest, why do you want so many people? Isn't it good enough now? We finally have enough food to eat." Shuichong looked at the Third Priest. You are the leader of the civil department, why are you so warlike?
"Nothing, just thinking about it." The third priest was a little embarrassed, and he despised himself more than the water bug.
Ma Yue was thirty years old. Thanks to various favorable conditions, his cultivation had reached the peak of the intermediate martial artist level. He needed an opportunity to advance. Thus, the fact that the Hai tribe could now have enough food to eat became the perfect opportunity.
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