All the savage is jealous, I will farm

Su Yao felt the pulse, but fortunately Xiaodie was still young and strong, so she didn't hurt her roots.

Hearing the results of Su Yao's diagnosis and treatment, the slaves who had been friends with Xiaodie calmed down and hoped they could give birth, at least Xiaodie could have children of her own in the future.

"Patriarch, Xiaodie belongs to the tribe's public slaves. Zhong Kuo and Huzi have no right to deal with it. Now that Xiaodie was injured by Zhong Kuo, it stands to reason that Zhong Kuo should compensate the tribe. What do you think?"

Zhong Ta agreed with a "huh", although the incident was caused by a tiger, but it was his son who beat the man, and compensation should be made.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Kuo was very unconvinced when he heard this, and scolded: "Su Yao, you were also a rogue before, so naturally you want to help these lowly rogues speak, what kind of tribe is public, the public has a fart."

Su Yao turned to look at Zhong Kuo, who was supported by Hua Lian to stand up, with a disdainful expression on his face: "I am the young patriarch of the tribe, and everything in the tribe will be mine in the future. Can't beat her as a slave?"

As soon as this remark came out, even the onlookers objected and questioned Zhong Kuo in twos and threes: "Since when did the tribe belong to you?" "Your patriarch's position is not real."

"Sleeping and dreaming with bare buttocks" "The tribe belongs to everyone" "A waste still wants to be the leader of the tribe." "It's not your turn to be the leader of the tribe."

Zhong Ta lowered his face and cursed Zhong Kuo who was held by Hua Lian in his heart. He spent so much time trying to get the people of the tribe to get used to the title of 'Young Patriarch', in order to pass on the title of Patriarch to him when he gets old. Give Zhong Kuo.

But all his plans were ruined by such a commotion today. The Huangping tribe doesn't need a person who doesn't distinguish between public and private interests to be the patriarch, not to mention that Zhong Kuo's skills are not top-notch among warriors.

Seeing that the discussion among the people around was getting bigger and bigger, Su Yao suddenly chuckled, and several crisp sounds came from Zhong Kuo's face, everyone backed away in surprise, no one could clearly see what happened, and saw Zhong Kuo's His face was red and swollen, and there were obvious palm marks on both sides of his face.

"Maybe I didn't understand clearly enough," Su Yao slowly looked at the crowd like a torch, and the terrifying power emanated from him, overwhelming the people around him: "No matter who the tribe belongs to, I am a god." Shi, I will not allow you to abuse at will. The people I want to help are God’s people, you are God’s people, and slaves are also God’s people, so in my eyes you are no different from slaves.”

His eyes fell on Zhong Kuo again, and Su Yao said without any emotion in his voice: "I can make the Huangping tribe recover and destroy it. As for you, you are no different from a wild pig in my eyes, so don't use you." That pig-like stupidity challenged me."

Su Yao was announcing his status, and at the same time took the opportunity to beat these people who tried to provoke trouble.

Cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads, and for the first time they clearly realized that the envoy in front of him was not as gentle as he appeared on the face.

Zhong Kuo, who had endured a lot of pressure from Su Yao, was already trembling with his legs, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.Huzi and his parents had long been crushed by the power and power and knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Bell Tower also broke out in cold sweat, but he didn't dare to stop Su Yao. He knew very well what Su Yao's existence meant to the Huangping tribe. Without Su Yao, whether the Huangping tribe could survive this cold winter was a question.

"Of course." Su Yao's tone softened again, and his smile became a bit more genuine: "I said that I stayed in the Huangping tribe because of Zhongli. In the future, Zhongli and I will lead everyone to build our tribe into a better place." Alright, so please rest assured, the life of our Huangping tribe will never be bad in the future."

Su Yao's robe was windless and automatic, and the spiritual power condensed a halo behind him: "I promise everyone in the name of God, that what I say will always be effective."

Zhong Li stood behind Su Yao, his tall and straight figure was like the wolf king guarding Su Yao.All eyes were on them, but only Su Yao was in his eyes.

No one dared to object.

Su Yao was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, and explained the punishment method: "Slave Xiaodie belongs to the tribe. Zhong Kuo beat the slave and caused losses to the tribe. He fined ten bamboo tubes of salt and handed it over to the tribe as compensation; Huzi oppressed the tribe's slaves arbitrarily, with an arrogant and vicious attitude. He will be fined ten bamboo tubes of salt and handed over to the tribe, and his food allowance for ten days will be deducted, and the deducted food will be compensated to the slave Xiaodie."

The value of ten bamboo tubes of salt is worth ten wild pigs, this punishment is not ambiguous at all.

"Listen, Su Ya," Su Yao continued, "Xiao Die is injured and allowed to rest for ten days. In addition, take out a bamboo tube of salt from the tribe's public treasury, give half of it to Xiao Die, and exchange the half for food for everyone present today." slave."

Su Yaluo replied: "Remember."

"There is one last point," Su Yao raised his voice: "From today on, no one is allowed to use the public resources of the tribe for private use. If anyone dares to stop, deal with it according to the rules."

In the silence of everyone, a farce came to an end.

The priest was silent for a while when he heard the result of Su Yao's handling, then called Ah Huo and said, "Help me to find the envoy."

Su Yao knew that the priest came to him because he thought he was too tolerant of slaves, but instead of explaining, he asked a question: "Does the priest think slaves are important?"

The priest's cloudy eyes shone brightly: "Of course it's important, whichever tribe has more slaves means which tribe is stronger."

Su Yao nodded and continued: "For the Huangping tribe, it is a good thing to have dozens of young and strong slaves, but what about hundreds of young and strong slaves?"

The priest was shocked, as if he understood Su Yao's thoughts.

"Grandpa Priest, what the Huangping tribe lacks is not slaves, but villagers." Su Yao said meaningfully: "We cultivate brave and loyal slaves, and let them become warriors loyal to the tribe, which is much more useful than killing and beating slaves."

The priest fully understood Su Yao's thoughts, but he still had doubts: "Everyone has become a villager, so who will do the work in the tribe?"

Su Yao chuckled and asked the priest, "I hired the patriarch to hunt and cook for me with a hundred barrels of salt. Do you think the patriarch will agree?"

He would say yes, the priest knew, because the temptation of a hundred barrels of salt was too great.

Su Yao smiled confidently: "When the tribe is rich, the slaves are not important. Most of them are people who help you work. Grandpa Priest, do you understand what I mean?"

Only at this time, Su Yao would show the sharpness that some young people should have, and would call the priest a grandfather with a little teasing.

The priest felt that he understood Su Yao's meaning, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to understand it completely. He sighed and finally decided to ignore it. He is a person buried up to the neck in loess. How long can he manage it.

"Children and grandchildren are the ones to do. The old man just needs to have enough to eat. That's enough, I'm leaving!" the priest muttered and was about to leave.

"Grandpa Priest, wait a little longer," Su Yao stopped the stubborn old man who could clearly recognize the form: "You can count the days for me, I want to invite a grand miracle."

The priest looked at Su Yao with a very serious expression: "What are you going to do?"

Su Yao said with a smile: "The full moon has already passed, and winter will come before the full moon next month, but our tribe seems to be not prepared enough. So, I want to try to see if I can ask God to perform a miracle."

The sacrificial god looked at Su Yao deeply, as if seeing his young self through Su Yao.

"There is enough food in the tribe, enough to survive the cold winter."

Su Yao shook his head, "Not enough, the prepared firewood is not enough, people in poor health may be frozen to death. The food is enough for us to eat, but what if there are too many people, just like this hunting, there will be more than 30 people suddenly? A rogue."

Su Yao heard the priest describe the cruelty of the cold winter, and also knew that many tribes could not withstand the cold winter for various reasons and became wanderers. He wanted to seize this opportunity to expand the tribe's population.

After all, population is the primary productive force.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Su Yao, the priest shook his head, said "seven days later" and left.

Su Yao knew the intention of the priest. Every sacrifice required the priest to comprehend the rules of the world with his own strength. This was an extremely exhausting task for a priest with low cultivation, so the priest persuaded Su Yao.

But Su Yao is different, his so-called asking for a miracle is just an excuse, what he has to do only consumes spiritual power and does not damage the original source.

Since the time to ask for a miracle is seven days later, Su Yao doesn't have much time left for preparation.

The bacon hanging in the two smokehouses has turned slightly yellow. With experience, the quality of the second batch of bacon is better than that of the first batch.

The villagers and slaves in the tribe all had smiles on their faces, and green big leafy vegetables and vine wild vegetables can be seen everywhere in the open space of the tribe, all of which indicated that the life in the tribe was different.

Zhongli led the hunting team to weave ropes on the field. The grass stalks in front of them were flexible and slender, and the weaved ropes were the strongest, even bulls could be tied up.

This time the hunting team was divided into two teams. Chushan Ake led a team of [-] warriors, while Zhongli Shitou led a team of [-] warriors.

Different from the hunting mission of the Chushan team, Zhongli's team has a bigger mission.They should catch as many live prey as possible according to Su Yao's request.

A busy and peaceful scene in the tribe.

Only Huzi's family couldn't fit in with this atmosphere. Since then, in the autumn harvest season, everyone in the tribe will distribute food and drink uniformly, and all harvests will also belong to the tribe. Individuals are not allowed to keep them privately.

This is a pain for Huzi, he was able to eat originally, relying on his relationship with Zhong Kuo, the delicious food is always the best, no one cares how much he eats, now Zhong Kuo can't protect himself, he can't get out of bed and is forced Withholding food for ten days, I could barely survive starvation every day with the help of my parents.

But his stomach was always empty, and Huzi was so hungry that he ran around. He cursed everyone who could curse in his heart, and then he finally calmed down. offspring.

Huzi was lying in the cave cursing, thinking about how to get revenge after he recovered from his injury.

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