From Chief to Ball

At least at this moment, he feels that he is enjoying life and the emotions that people should have, not just a city builder.

He is trying to make himself feel life, forget his fate of immortality, and every time he lives, he should enjoy the bits and pieces of life without leaving regrets, instead of being like a mechanical puppet.

Surprised, the red fish covered its heart, the place was slightly sour and sweet, ran over and reached out to take the ball of thread in Chen Jian's hand, imitating Chen Jian's way and shaking it constantly, making the fish fly higher.

"This is not a windmill, this is a kite, do you like this kite?"

Facing Chen Jian's question, Red Fish clenched the string in his hand, and instead of answering, asked, "How high can this kite fly?"

"As high as the line."

"Let go, can it fly to the clouds?"

"It will fall to the ground. Look at the cloud. Even if it flies to the cloud, one end of the string is still in your hand. Its destination is not the boundless sky. Do you like kites?"

Red Fish returned the ball of string to Chen Jian's hands, put his hands around his mouth, stood on a high rock, and shouted to the sky: "I like it! I like this kite! I have always liked it. I have never thought of flying it. You are not allowed to let go of the cloud, or it will fly away and be never found again.”

"Then why don't you like windmills?"

"The home of the windmill is the wind, but one end of the kite is in your hand, even if there is no wind, the kite can't fly anymore, and it can still sleep in the palm of your hand."

The two of them looked up at the kite in the sky, smirked like children, loosened the last ball of thread in their hands, and tied the end of the thread to the stone on the top of the mountain.

Red Fish picked up a sharp sharp-edged stone, and carved a few lines on the stone tied with a string, as if two people were holding hands.

The people drawn by the two lines are not standing, but lying flat, and a bulging grave is drawn on the top of the two lines...

Chapter 70 Struggling with Heaven and Earth, Boundless Fun ([-])

After the Huaizi Festival, the fire in Xiacheng was re-ignited. In Chen Jian’s previous life, on this day, Jiansui was used to fetch the sky fire. The spotlight from the mirror ignited the moxa inside, but Chen Jian thought he didn't have such a technique, so he had to give up, which lacked some solemnity and was a fly in the ointment.

The pottery statue of the fertility goddess invited from Echeng was enshrined in the sacrificial hall of Xiacheng, as a kind of guidance and recognition of the same cultural circle and the same ancestors.

E-Strider came with the statue, along with some children from wealthy families in E City. They will study in Xia City for a period of one year.

E-strider only left Xiacheng for one winter, but when he stepped on the peach blossoms and approached Xiacheng again, he found that Xiacheng had changed a lot again.

The ox pulled a plowshare that he had never seen before, criss-crossing the field, several times faster than a human, and this thing hadn't appeared a few months ago.

The shouts of the farmers calling for the cows and horses overwhelmed the chirping of the cuckoos. The men supported the plowshares, and the women either led the cows or followed behind to sort seeds.

By the time we passed by, one mu of land had been plowed.

The child walking with Crane looked at everything weird and asked, "Brother Strider, what are we going to learn?"

Crane raised her head, looked at a few children running in the fields with kites, and said with an almost pious mood: "What are you learning? All this!"

The kite fan caught the eyes of these half-grown children, and the plowshare shocked the heart of the crescent strider. They thought that there was not much to learn, but now it seems that what they have to learn is just the beginning.

After entering the city, Chen Jian was not in the city, but was farming in the public land in the city.

E strider did not dare to stay in the city, nor did he dare to ride a horse, so he walked to the public land outside the city to look for Chen Jian.

Ten-thousand-dimensional couples, thousands of couples work together. This is the iconic labor scene before the appearance of cattle farming. Hundreds of people work together in the land, using tools that are not at hand, and plowing the land in rows. There may be people behind them. Overseer, no one is left behind.

Xiacheng has experienced the coexistence of thousands of couples and one husband with one hundred acres. It is impossible for the slaves owned by the public property to let them all use cattle to farm, and most of them continue to work in the past.

Slaves who can't cultivate are allowed to slow down a bit by franchise, but if they are too slow, they will be whipped, and their treatment is worse than that of cattle.

After the Huaizi Festival, the cattle ate a meal of dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse, and the slaves got only a piece of bread.

Since February, a lot of land has been reclaimed. The cattle and horses left by the public property and the conscript labor have been busy for a few days, and [-] mu of land have been reclaimed.

In addition to the [-] mu of wheat fields previously owned by the public property, Xiacheng has [-] mu of public land, all of which are high-quality fertile soil.

In order to solve the problem of underpopulation, Chen Jian divided the slaves into three types.One is a part of people who speak a similar language captured during the battle with the Meteor tribe, the second is another part of the same skin color and a different language captured in the northern mountains and forests, and the last is a different skin color captured in the battle with the grassland tribe people.

The first two kinds of people have the right to mate, and they can communicate with female slaves, and even lock them together around the Huaizi Festival.The third type did not have the right to mate. Most of Xia Cheng's leftovers were sent to the mine, where the guards were tight, and it was basically difficult to survive for five years.

The first kind of slaves have already mastered the language of Xiacheng, and have become the backbone of the slave labor. Chen Jian threw a big cake for these slaves, just like the people of the Red Fish tribe. They will become the first batch of peasants in Xiacheng instead of slaves.

There are similarities between slave farmers and slaves, but in the rules of Xiacheng, slave farmers are human beings, not talking tools. They are only one level lower than the wild people outside the city, but they are directly governed by the city. The low status is only nominal.

Chen Jian promised to give them some land in the near future. Half of the land will be public property, and the remaining half will be their own.

Under this kind of encouragement, the first batch of slaves worked very hard, looking forward to owning the land and becoming slave farmers. Although the land was public property, they only had the right to use it, and although the land had to be handed over half of the harvest, compared with slaves Everything they got was deprived by the slave owners, which is much better.

There are even rumors that if he performs better, he may get the status of wildling.The slave owner was innocent when the slave was killed, the slave farmers were fined money and food, and the wild people were exiled if they were killed. This is a huge difference.

At this time, the nation has not yet formed, and the population problem in Xiacheng will appear within three to five years, so Chen Jian has to use this method to prevent it in advance.

What's more, the mines of slave rebellion he had planted by himself had already fallen on Echeng. If one day there was an uprising there, the fire would not affect him.

The first type of slaves are also allowed to use cattle and plowshares, and some specialize in raising horses and cattle. The clothes they wear are slightly different from the rest of the slaves. This intentional class disintegrates the possibility of slaves uniting. .

And the labor efficiency brought by hope is not comparable to the previous persecution. The [-] mu of land can be cultivated before the season. Some slaves are still digging the land at sunset for the promised land. , the land dug out in the future will have their part, and those slaves who have no hope will go back to rest on time.

On [-] mu of land, [-] mu of corn, [-] mu of hemp, and [-] mu of various tubers and beans were planted.

This was a completely impossible task before Niu Geng appeared, but after Niu Geng appeared, it was carried out according to the daily progress as scheduled.

When E-strider came to Xiacheng Gongtian, he didn't see Chen Jian. It happened that several overseers were carrying out an exhausted slave, so E-strider asked.

"Jixia went to the hillside over there. I don't know when he will come back. You can go there to find him, or you can wait here."

E-strider shook his head. Before he came, his mother told him that he had to be respected to learn. When he was the leader in E-city, he was just a schoolboy in Xiacheng.

Looking at the hillside in the distance, he still decided to look for Chen Jian.

Climbing to the hillside, I saw Chen Jian talking with a few people from a distance. The faces of those people were serious. Chen Jian was pointing to the land and the grass river with his back to the crescent.

E-strider recognized those people as Yu Qianer, Red Fish, Wolf Skin, etc. He didn't bother Chen Jian directly, but stood behind Chen Jian.

Chen Jian spat and talked for a long time before he noticed that E-strider was coming. E-strider said hello respectfully and said, "I saw Ji Xia talking, so I dare not disturb you. Ji Xia, I'll bring you Thirty children from E City have arrived, food and gifts are all in the city, I wonder how Ji Xia will arrange it?"

Chen Jian nodded and said, "It's just in time, E Strider, is your mother in charge of the calendar sacrifices in E City?"

"Yes, my mother has been in charge of calendar sacrifices since she married my father."

"Then your mother told you that your tribe has experienced natural disasters in the past?"

"I have experienced a severe drought eight years ago. I saw it with my own eyes. When I was very young more than ten years ago, I heard from my mother that I experienced a plague of locusts. The corn was eaten up. The tribe Many people here also starved to death. My mother said that there will be a severe drought about every seven or eight years, and it has been like this since my mother’s mother’s time, and it has never changed.”

"Then what do you do when you experience a severe drought?"

"Pray to God. What else can I do?"

E Strider recalled the severe drought eight years ago, and told what she saw with her own eyes, and the faces of those around Chen Jianjian became more serious.