Mountains and seas can be flat

Although Fang Zheng is blind, his mind is becoming more and more clear. Now that Jiuli people are about to join them to live with them, the smelting of the copper blast furnace must also be put on the agenda. many problems.

Fang Zheng called all the people in the tribe to a meeting. This was the first time for the Jiuli people, and it was very new.

The meeting was held in the former commune hall, and Fang Zheng told them that since Lian Feng had already gone to the nearby mountains to patrol and set up a bird defense device, they did not need to stay in the cave for the time being.There are some straw mats in the hall.Fang Zheng sat in the middle, and on the left were the two elders of the Youbi tribe, Ming Ye and Xuansi, and the representatives of the female division workers of the Youbi tribe.On the right are Xiangyou Wu, Datongya, and veteran copper smelters from Jiuli.Others sat on the ground in the open space in front of them.

Fang Zheng didn't hide the fact that his eyes were injured, and he couldn't hide such things.But his clear thinking sent a clear signal: the eyes did not affect his thinking ability, and as for the fighting ability, no one tried to question it for a while.

Fang Zheng first introduced the situation of the Jiuli people, and specifically mentioned that the husband and wife family system of the Jiuli people is different from the "walking marriage system" of the Youbi tribe, but since they live together, the customs of both parties must be respected.If a Jiuli man who has a wife wants to marry by walking, he must seek the consent of his wife.And if a woman of the Youbi tribe is with a man of the Jiuli tribe, she must seek the advice of her husband before she can find another man.Overall, the number of women is almost three times that of men, so Fang Zheng made a rule that the maximum number of walking marriages is three, and the husband is obliged to accompany all wives equally.For this reason, Fang Zheng also set up a small organization, and selected Ji Liu who was determined not to get married, a married woman from the Ubi tribe, and the wife of a monogamous Jiuli warrior to manage it together, responsible for recording and mediating and report violations.

"This institution is called..." Fang Zheng paused, "Civil Affairs Bureau. It works in the commune for half a day every morning, and everyone can come to find it."

The other elders didn't have any objections. While listening to Fang Zheng, the Great Elder Ming Ye knotted a rope to record the new name.Fang Zheng then talked about other work and training.He set up some sub-bureaus, and they all worked half a day in the morning to handle the internal affairs of the tribe.

The women of the Youbi tribe used to be slave-producing tribes in Badian, forming a natural classification of jobs.It is mainly divided into two categories: hunting and labor.Fang Zheng asked Jiuli women who did not have combat missions to also choose one to join.

Gathering includes gathering and hunting. In gathering, there are tree production, real estate and aquatic product locations. Hunting is mainly for female hunters who can bow and arrow, and hunt some small rabbits or foxes.Fang Zheng also set up a small organization for the management of these matters, which is responsible for the recording of everyone's abilities, the application and distribution of tools, and the collection arrangements of a certain scale.

Fang Zhengdao: "This is called the Production Bureau."

The following is divided into Tree Production, Real Estate and Aquaculture. The collection tools and methods are the same among the same departments. Basically, one person can specialize in one job. Generalists are also encouraged to increase their skill points.Fang Zheng also set up a planting department under the Production Bureau, which is in charge of people from Jiuli, and they want to farm.Fang Zheng encouraged more women from other tribes to participate in farming, and tools and seeds were distributed free of charge at the beginning.

Production is the main task of the tribal people, and 40.00% of the people involved in these tasks. Five, Fang Zheng made a request for the work of the Production Bureau. This work is responsible for the food of all people. It must ensure that the collection is sufficient so that non-producers can In exchange for food.The daily collection amount needs to be recorded, and 5.00% of the amount is handed over to the commune as food for the guarding soldiers.

Labor services include washing, processing fur, sewing clothes, processing collected fruits, drying, pickling and other processes.Fang Zheng named the small organization that manages this "Labor Bureau", and the number of people involved in the work accounted for 20.00%.They also need to hand in 5.00% of the finished product, but the quantification of clothing and other work cannot be carried out according to the number of days, so Fang Zheng set a year as the deadline.The Labor Bureau is responsible for arranging how they dispose of the excess fruit, whether to make it into sauce, pickle it or air-dry it. It is also responsible for recording the styles of clothes making and the distribution of tools.

Both production and labor need to be exchanged. Fang Zheng planned an area in the commune, which he named "Economic Bureau". There are two people here who are responsible for recording. What each person needs to exchange and what is left will be announced in the economic area. On the wall, those people can find it by themselves, or entrust it to an institution, and get the exchange in return. The former is voluntarily free, and the latter needs to charge a 5.00% "handling fee".

The addition of the Jiuli people has enhanced the combat power. Fang Zheng divided the fighters of Jiuli and the strong female hunters together to form a small guard.Those in charge of management are Da Tongya and Tengmao. They usually have to train and don't have to worry about production materials.The name of this governing body is the "Security Bureau", and there are two people who are responsible for recording the use, wear and tear of weapons and applications for issuance.Patrol cells to manage prisoners.The number of guards responsible for security accounts for 30.00%.

Fang Zheng allocated some older Jiuli men and stronger Youbi tribe women to form a special "smelting team". They belong to the Security Bureau, but they are usually only responsible for the affairs of the Tongfeng Furnace. The number of people accounted for ten percent.

"Not enough." Da Tongya, who was stunned before, finally found a chance to speak, "There are only more than 200 people here. According to what you said, there are only about 500 people in charge of the copper furnace. How can it be enough? This copper furnace needs [-] people. to work."

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Of course I have to use other energy sources... If we use manpower, all of us are not enough."

They couldn't understand Fang Zheng's words again, but they always felt that it made sense. The same was true for the group of bureau chiefs just now. They were dizzy when they heard it, but they miraculously understood it clearly after Fang Zheng finished speaking. up.

Finally, there are the elders in the commune. Fang Zheng asked Xiangyou witch from Jiuli to join the commune. The elders of the commune became three. Fang Zheng suggested that they should be on duty every day. On the day of the rotation, they would be responsible for medical work all day. Rest or research other herbs.The elders can dispatch 5.00% of the security personnel on their own to collect some precious medicines.If there are more people to be dispatched, it needs to be discussed.

There are still 5.00% of the personnel left. Fang Zheng arranges them to take care of infants and young children, and also take care of newborn children and mothers who have just given birth. This organization is called "Education Bureau".

After arranging these things, Xiang Youwu from the Jiuli people raised a question: "Everyone has arranged... You, no priests, don't you offer sacrifices? Our ancestors in Jiuli..."

Fang Zheng smiled: "Before you, you didn't even know that your ancestor was Chi You. I thought you didn't sacrifice."

Old Wu Xiangyou blushed: "Although we don't sacrifice to Chiyou, we sacrifice to our predecessors or heroes."

Fang Zhengdao: "The coldest day of the year is a festival. You don't need to work, you can sing and dance. You can worship at home. We have few people now, so we don't make unified arrangements. If you have anything to communicate with the gods , the dog in the commune welcomes you."

The ancestors' sacrifices were mainly to gain psychological comfort and increase courage, but Fang Zheng paid more attention to their life in the present world. He can control the arrangement of life and production in a certain area, and has the ability to avoid risks, so there is no need to hold a fixed ceremony for the time being. To stabilize people's hearts, even if there is, it will wait until later to establish a godhead.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was blind and could arrange things in an orderly manner, these people admired him very much.They asked some more questions, and Fang Zheng answered them very well.

"Yes, of course you want to cure diseases, but it does not contradict your work. In fact, collecting a variety of fruits and vegetables is more conducive to your recovery. In addition, since you are here, don't call us Jiuli people, you There are people, everyone is from a tribe, and the name of our tribe is..." Fang Zheng paused and glanced around, Ming Ye and Elder Xuansi were a little surprised, but they also gradually realized that this was completely different from before. The same, and now Fang Zheng is in charge, so he listened without saying a word.

"...It is called Chinese. We are all Chinese. We live together in one place, and we are the same ethnic group from now on. We must resist risks together and share the fruits of labor together." Fang Zheng concluded with this.

Elder Mingye and Elder Xuansi were a little worried. They used to want to revive their country of Yubi, but after Fang Zheng came back this time, their positioning seemed to have undergone a subtle change. Fang Zheng was no longer the leader of the elders leading the tribe Advisor," he brought back new men and increasingly seemed to be the leader of the entire tribe.The arrangement to discuss the mobilization of the number of guards exceeding the upper limit made the two old foxes feel subtly uncomfortable, but they seemed to have no right to say anything after thinking about it. Thanks to Fang Zheng, everyone was able to survive. This place was also found by Fang Zheng. There is nothing wrong with Zheng bringing other people in, but...they still have a faint sense of crisis.

Not to mention that the two old foxes were thinking about finding an opportunity to have an open and honest chat with Fang Zheng. The meeting lasted all day, and it was already dark when Fang Zheng returned to his home that day. He still stored some food and fumbled to start a fire. Cooking took twice as much time as before. After everything was cleaned up, Fang Zheng was a little tired. When he lay down exhausted on the bed, he thought to himself, why did Lianfeng go for so long and haven’t come back? what's wrong...

Fang Zheng fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling a weight on his body, a body pressing on him and hugging him full.Fang Zheng heard Lian Feng say in a daze, "Brother Zheng, I'm back."

Although Fang Zheng couldn't see his eyes, he still had a good sense of smell. He regained consciousness and frowned, "Why is there a bloody smell? Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?"

Zifeng buried his head in Fang Zheng's arms, "I patrolled to the vicinity of Puniu, was misunderstood, and fought with him. I was not injured, it was the blood of the bugs he released, it's okay..."

Zifeng dug out Cha'er's disguise tool buried outside the valley. There was a small brush made of ore powder and rabbit hair in it. He asked Cha'er about how to make up, and learned that different parts of the face can be outlined in layers. The depth can make people's face and facial features look changed a lot.

So Zifeng drew his own "Lianfeng" appearance.But his appearance was fundamentally there, and now he looked like a mixture of Zifeng's and Lianfeng's faces.Zifeng walked to Puniu's small house with this newly painted face on purpose. At first, Puniu thought he was an outsider when he saw his figure, and fought with him. After seeing his face clearly, he was shocked and surprised. He always felt that this face looked a little like Zifeng, and a little like Lianfeng.But Zifeng firmly refused to admit it, and only said that Lian Feng's face had become thinner.In the end, Puniu was also confused by him and let him go.

Zifeng thought to himself, it seems that the effect of this new face is not bad.Although he is still not sure that he will not be seen through by the shrewd Fang Zheng after recovering his eyesight, but at least for some stupid tribal women, he should be able to hide it.

This kind of ore powder is painted once every two days, so Zifeng decided to do it every other day. He couldn't bear Fang Zheng's arms at night. Anyway, for him, going back and forth in the morning and night was much less intensive than ordinary training. Take the time to accept it as a practice of stealth.

"As long as you are fine. What is 'Bingdang.com'?" Fang Zheng asked with concern, "Can you do it alone? Do you want to send someone there?"

"It's equivalent to the protective nets on the four sides of the valley. The bells can be made of shells, and I can do it alone." Zifeng said, "I heard that Brother Zheng arranged the division of labor in the tribe very well today, which is amazing."

When Zifeng sneaked in in the afternoon, he secretly hid outside the commune and listened for a while. When he was the chief official in Yu Yi, he had seen a very mature division of labor. Construction, census, animal management.Law, prison, etc.But that was the method handed down by the virtuous kings three generations ago, not to mention that there are so many people in Yu Yi, it would be impossible to manage without such a structure.But in a small tribe, Fang Zheng could have such a small and well-equipped arrangement, which faintly made Zifeng feel that Brother Zheng had the potential to grow into a leader.

Fang Zheng asked: "Do you know "Hong Fan Jiu Chou"?" It is the earliest classification of Dafa in ancient times, and it is said to be narrated by three generations of sage kings.Zifeng shook his head in confusion.Fang Zheng thought that maybe this era should be called another name.

These days, Fang Zheng has also gotten used to the sound of breathing and body temperature of someone falling asleep beside him. Tonight, when the wind didn't blow, he still slept a little unsteadily.Fang Zheng thought dumbly that getting used to it was a terrible thing, would he really want to live with Lian Feng for the rest of his life?No, now is not the time to think about this...

Hearing that Fang Zheng was in his arms, Zifeng sighed and shook his head for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zheng, are you unhappy? Are you looking for ore? I'll help you find it after I finish making the bell."

"Xiaofeng, thank you." Although this is also one of Fang Zheng's heart problems, Fang Zheng has found traces of minerals in the nearby mountains before, and he is not very worried, but he is embarrassed to tell Lian Feng what he thought of just now What's the problem, just about to fall asleep, Lian Feng suddenly turned his back to him, his body was still trembling.

"What's the matter?" Fang Zheng was worried that Lian Feng was still injured by the bull today. Fang Zheng had experienced the strength of that big man before. He pulled Lian Feng's shoulder in the dark, and Zifeng's voice was a little hoarse when he brushed past him. Said: "Brother Zheng, I just... don't want to disturb you... I..."

Fang Zheng felt something hot sticking between his legs in front of "Lian Feng". He was silent for a moment, and said with some embarrassment, "Then, then you... better, turn, turn around."

Zifeng turned around as if he had received an amnesty, and tried his best to suppress his voice, but occasionally a heavy snort or two still hit Fang Zheng's heart like a drumstick.

Fang Zheng only felt that "Lian Feng" was trembling more and more, which made his heart tremble, and he didn't know how much water had entered his brain, Fang Zheng said something like a ghost: "...how about me, help you? "