Chapter 207: Making Currency
Without order, the tribe would fall into chaos.
Without writing, civilization will eventually regress.
Although the White Wolf Tribe currently has no civilization to speak of.
Moreover, the significance of words is very important. Only with words can some knowledge and culture be passed on.
Ange had thought that it didn’t matter if she couldn’t pass it on. She might never use an iron pot again in her life, so what was the point of talking about cultural inheritance…
But now that we can use clay pots, why can't we look forward to iron pots?
The dragon egg has not yet hatched, and it is still unknown whether it can leave here and join the dragon clan.
In that case, we might as well find something to do.
Of course, one can imagine how difficult it would be to teach some primitive people who have never been exposed to written characters to write simplified Chinese characters.
It is better to teach them numbers first and then invent currency.
Money is a natural product of the development of commodity exchange. It can solve the limitations of barter in primitive tribes and improve transaction efficiency.
After the warriors worked for the tribe, they were no longer paid with meat, but with currency.
Money is easy for individuals to store and carry, and when they need food or other supplies, they can use the money to buy them.
The priest was very interested in Ange's proposal and thought it was feasible.
But, "What is currency?" asked the priest.
There are no pearls here, and they don't know how to mine silver or copper, let alone alchemy.
So where does the money come from?
The rules are made by the founders, but as for money, Chu Ange invented it himself.
Chu Ange: "The Dragon God told me the method. I haven't researched the currency yet. I'll tell you what it is when I do."
"Ah?" The priest looked at Long Chen in confusion.
Long Chen caught the pot that fell from the sky: "...Ange is right."
Chu Ange: "..."
I'm used to pushing the blame on the Dragon God for things that can't be explained, and I forget that the person involved is here.
The value of currency does not lie in whether it is valuable in itself. As long as people recognize its value, it can be used as a medium of exchange.
Just like the silver notes issued during the Northern Song Dynasty, it was just a piece of paper, but no one dared to deny its value.
In order to promote currency, Chu Ange not only had to make people recognize its value, but also had to design it in a way that others could not copy or forge.
The priest told everyone Ange's idea.
Many people in the tribe cannot understand what currency is, but the plan proposed by the envoy must be a good one.
"Then what do we do with the meat we stored before?" a soldier asked.
The priest looked at Ange.
Ange: "Before the currency was created, the tribe ate from a big pot. After the currency was created, each person was compensated with ten coins, and one coin could be exchanged for a piece of meat."
That is ten portions of meat. Everyone in the tribe is very satisfied with this result.
As for the style of the currency, Ange already had a rough idea in his mind...it would be adapted based on modern coins.
Modern coins are too small. If they are to be used in the animal world, they must be made larger and have a hole in them so that people can string them together with ropes and carry them.
Ange called Lang Bai and Lang Yi over and showed them the currency chart he had drawn.
There is a dragon painted on one side and a number 1 on the other side with a word "yuan" next to it.
Ange originally wanted to use angle as the smallest unit, but angle is too difficult to write for people who have never been exposed to writing.
"Xiaoyi, do you still remember the numbers I taught you?" Ange asked.
Lang Yi nodded: "I remember."
Ange pointed to the number on the pattern and said, "This is one yuan, which can be exchanged for a portion of meat. Change the number to 2, which is two yuan, and so on. Do you understand?"
Lang Yi: “Understood.”
Then he pointed to the dragon on the back and asked Lang Bai: "Can you carve this?"
Lang Bai looked at it and said: "I'll try."
Ange looked at her: "In terms of engraving technology, we must ensure that every coin is exactly the same, without any slight difference."
Lang Bai: "I'll practice more."
Ange: "The production of currency is left to you, and the management and issuance of currency will be in the charge of Xiaoyi."
If you control the currency, doesn't that mean you control the lifeblood of the tribe?
Lang Yi immediately realized the truth and said, "Uncle Yuan is the clan leader, shouldn't he be responsible?"
Ange smiled and said, "Father is the one in power, and you are his finance minister."
Lang Yi didn't understand.
Ange said: "You will understand later."
"You also have a task, to teach the priests in the tribe to recognize numbers."
In fact, as the usage rate of currency increases, people will naturally recognize these numbers.
But Ange’s goal for currency is not just to circulate within the tribe.
Long Chen took the White Wolf Tribe as his subordinate tribe, and Ange wanted to make the White Wolf Tribe the capital of the Orc Continent.
——All beasts come to pay homage!
No one can shake the priests' faith in the Dragon God. Once they are taught, they will spread the word as a gift from the Dragon God.
"Then what should I use to carve it?" asked Lang Bai.
Ange had no idea about the materials used to make the currency.
It can't be too common, nor too common to be easily recognized.
In addition to being anti-counterfeit, the currency's material must also be difficult to imitate.
"I know a kind of wood that is very fragrant and hard."
Ange looked in the direction of the voice and saw the blue bird.
The breasts are really big!
Bluebird looked at Ange with eager eyes.
"I can also carve, and my carving skills are pretty good. Can I help you carve the currency?"
Bluebird looked at Ange eagerly. This was the only way for her to get close to Ange quickly.
Ange looked at Qingniao with scrutiny, and Qingniao allowed her to look at him openly.
Ange: "Where is the wood you mentioned?"
Qingniao was delighted, thinking that Shenhuang was willing to accept her proposal.
"Over there, I'll take you there."
Chu Ange followed Qingniao.
Long Chen followed behind, looking at Qingniao's back with an ambiguous look.
Then, he patted the dragon eggs in the basket.
The dragon egg understood and began to absorb the energy of the blue bird.
The bluebird paused and looked at the dragon egg in horror.
Long Chen patted the dragon egg again, and the dragon egg stopped.
The bluebird let out a long sigh and continued to lead the way.
Long Chen curled the corners of his lips, he was indeed a member of the Phoenix Clan.
When he raised his head again, there was a strong possessiveness in his eyes when he looked at Ange.
"The Phoenix clan's hands have stretched too far." Long Chen murmured in a low voice.
If Bluebird heard this, he would definitely retort: You have stretched your hands into the cabbage field and plucked the tender cabbages away, yet you are still trying to turn the tables!
As Bluebird walked, he pushed Langbai aside and walked beside Ange.
Before meeting Bluebird, Langbai had a grudge against her. She stole Maojin's lover as soon as she arrived, which made her very unhappy.
She is the kind of person who stands on the side of her best friend unconditionally.
After seeing Qingniao, she knew that this woman looked down on Xiong Heng.
Although there was no basis for this feeling, she just felt that way.
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