Chapter 153 Eat meat with Rurik

Rurik is indeed very happy that Klavasen has a bone, and his learning ability is still amazing.

As for this man’s claim that he would use tonight and tomorrow to complete all the required requirements and even build a “crude manual stamping machine”, Rurik really didn’t believe it.

It doesn’t matter if you stay a day or two later. Now that you’ve made the decision, you still have to pay fifty silver coins.

Putting aside the glass issue for the moment, Rurik ordered his two followers to follow him. He will recruit some idle women in Fort Ross and mobilize them to cook fish and meat. He will provide fresh fish, large pottery urns for cooking meat, and even firewood, as well as payment. All of these can be easily done with a small amount of money, at least for Rurik, they think every silver coin is precious, and Rurik seems to be just a small amount of money.

To do this, Rurik immediately thought of Fisk’s mother.

As the three of them walked on the complicated and narrow roads of Fort Ross, Rurik suddenly asked: "Fisk, your mother is probably free, right?"

"Maybe, you You know, the most my mother and I can do is go fishing offshore or help others weave some cloth to make some money," Fisk said regretfully.

"Okay, it won't be like this anymore. I agreed, I will give you fish and meat every day, who will cook the meat? I think your mother is qualified for this position. Don't worry, I Will give her an acceptable reward."

"Oh? Really?" Fisk asked in surprise.

"Yes. And you." Rurik said about Kanuf, "Your mother can also come to help, and I will pay the money."

Ka Nuf didn't care much. The child held his head with both hands: "Okay, if she is willing."

"At least your mother is willing, Fisk. Let's go, take me to your house first." ."

"Then come with me." Fisk said with a smile. He didn't think Rurik's decision was a whim. It seemed that he and his mother would be able to get enough food to survive without having to be very tired in the future, and maybe even get some more currency?

Fisk introduces Rurik into his humble home.

It must be said that the wooden house of this child's house is much worse than that of Rurik's house. In Rurik's view, it is just a wooden shed without a foundation.

Because of his father's death in the war, the life of Fisk's family gradually fell into poverty.

Times have changed after all, and those who are powerful or physically strong have raised huge objections to the tribe's inherent distribution of loot dividends. Those who are most powerful demand that the spoils of war must be distributed according to work, while those who lack power naturally lack the right to speak.

Since the interests of the priests are well protected, the priests are not willing to speak to the poorest people.

At least Fisk’s mother has some life skills.

In Rurik's view, Fisk's home is indeed terrible, but the situation at his own home is not much better.

Improving residential conditions is of course necessary. For now, Rurik has no plans to build himself a wooden house with a floor. Of course, if he feels the time is right, there is no obstacle to building a new house.

Rurik followed Fisk’s footsteps and walked into his dark home.

"Mom, the son of the leader is here." Fisk enthusiastically faced his mother who was spinning.

Although the light was dim, Rurik walked through the low doorway and saw a middle-aged woman sitting cross-legged on an animal skin, operating a small spinning machine.

Although she was middle-aged, looking at the folds of her skin, Rurik felt that this woman was sixty years old.

She stopped what she was doing and stood up quickly. Her slightly bowed body showed her respect.

"It's Rurik. Is it my son who got into some trouble?"

"Huh?" Rurik was startled, then said: "The trouble? No. . I’m just here to tell you something good. There are other things I need your help with.”

“Me? If I can help the great you. Great."

This woman's name is Broma. Rurik learned his mother's name from Fisk. The original meaning of her name is "flower".

In fact, some little girls in the tribe also have names like this. People always like to name their daughters after beautiful things. Rurik doesn’t think there is anything wrong with this.

Rurik nodded and glanced at the small manual spinning machine again: "Sit down. I saw you spinning flax. Do you make a living by doing this now?"

"Yes. Fortunately, I have such skills, I can still support my son. When my Fisk grows up, he will..." Broma glanced at the old face gently , looking at the iron swords placed in the corner: "That is Fisk's father's sword. In a few years, Fisk will definitely inherit it."

"Of course. But, I I don’t think Fisk’s life is easy.”

“No! No!” Broma denied, “You are the one blessed by Odin. That is Fisk’s happiness. ."

"Forget it." Rurik smiled bitterly and shook his head: "And you! As far as I know, your family's situation is very bad. Give you a chance."

Rurik calmed down and explained his request in a commanding tone again.

As expected, this request was like a blessing from heaven, and Broma agreed in surprise.

Rurik’s original intention was to recruit some tribal women who were responsible for cooking meat for more than a hundred children. In order to ensure that these people would work well, of course, they had to select women from the poorest families, such as Fisk A widowed woman like my mother is most suitable.

The biggest problem for these women right now is survival. They can’t even guarantee food for themselves and their families

In the SunBefore sunset, Rurik had selectively recruited seven women. Their common characteristics were very clear - they were not young and their husbands were dead.

Rurik bought the pottery urn for cooking meat from the tribe's potter for a small sum of money.

The most important job of the seven women he promised to recruit every day was to cook meat for the children. The so-called reward was that they could eat their own share of fish or other meat. In addition, they also have an allowance, which is only one silver coin per month.

Just like that, they were already moved to tears by Rurik's wise decision.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Rurik spent the afternoon traveling to different locations in Roseburg, and when he got home, his calves were sore.

He gnawed a little bit of dried meat, then lay down comfortably on the animal hide, accepting Lumia's leg massage.

Niya kept chewing the dried meat in her hand, and said plausibly: "I heard something. You actually decided to reward your subordinates with daily meat. You are really awesome. Generous."

"Ah! It's so comfortable." Rurik was enjoying himself and asked Rumia to pinch her harder.

"Are you listening?!" Niya said harshly.

"I'm listening. Mom, are you asking me to give them meat? I don't think there is a problem. Now I have discussed it with those women. I will arrange for my people to eat meat at noon tomorrow."

"But even your father has never done this before."

"That's him. Dad and I are different." Liuli was lying on his stomach. Ke immediately spoke loudly: "Mom, those children will be my subordinates when they grow up. Now I give them meat to eat, and I will make a lot of money with them in the future. Maybe I can also give them women. If I don't do this, They may no longer listen to me in the future."

Niya was startled for a moment, then calmed down with a look of relief: "Then just do it, I'm worried about the whole tribe in the future. Children will come to you and ask for meat."

"Hey, that's okay. They listen to me now, and they will listen to me even more in the future."

Rurik did have this idea, even though his body was just that of a child.

This child is extraordinary!

Rurik estimated that when he grew up, he should naturally become the leader.

Will there be competitors who want to compete for the leadership position? Rurik will probably never have one again.

Use some means to draw all the children of the tribe over as part of your own interest group, then the size of this group will be staggering. Potential competitors may have been eliminated before they emerged.

The next day was a wonderful start.

Rurik handed ten silver coins into Broma's hands and ordered her and other women to go to the morning beach fish market to buy meat.There is one who consumes all his money and exchanges it for meat.

Everything went very smoothly. Because they gave enough money, the fishermen were extremely excited and carried the meat directly to the cooking site. Because, for the first time in their lives, these fishermen sold most of their catch in a very short period of time, and they also made a lot of money.

In five large pottery urns, fish and whale meat were mixed and cooked. The firewood under the urn crackled, and the obviously cooked meat was fished out.

The women used a set of simple scales that Rurik borrowed from the priests to classify the meat according to portions of a Roman pound.

The scene of cooking meat is simply an advertisement for Rurik.

There is already a rumor among the people left behind in the tribe that those children who have surrendered to Rurik will always enjoy the benefits. These children may never worry about hunger before they grow up.

The air was filled with the smell of meat, and many young children with dirty faces came over to look for the smell of meat. There were even many girls from the tribe. They couldn't resist the temptation and wanted to He came closer instinctively.

Perhaps the favor can only be given to boys of the tribe, or to boys who are expected to become future warriors.

One pound of whale meat or two pounds of fish meat were placed on simple wooden boards chopped from pine tree poles.

No one cares whether the meat is hot or cold. People don't even care if it has salt, as long as the meat is cooked.

The sun is gradually moving to the center of the sky, and it will soon be time to eat.

Most Russians do not have the concept of breakfast, lunch and dinner, but the children training with Rurik do.

Their diet lacks carbohydrates, so the required calories must be obtained from meat as much as possible. It has to be said that as a human being, the body is born with a strong need for sugar. Without high-energy starchy foods, the current living conditions of the Russian people mean that if they want to become strong, they can only eat more fish.

Rurik faced the children who had gathered to stand in a matrix for the last time. He saw the excitement and expectation that could not be hidden on the faces of these hungry guys.

He then pulled out his steel sword and shouted: "I have told you clearly! Tell me! Who gave you meat to eat?!"

"It's the leader Liuli K!" the children said in unison.

“What are you talking about?!” Rurik held the sword in his right hand and put his left hand against his ear, deliberately making it difficult to hear the words, “You all speak louder.”

"It's the leader Rurik!"

The children roared as childishly as they could.

"Okay, do you remember our slogan?"

"ypaaaaaaax!"

Rurik couldn't help but talk nonsense, he was very pleased with these children As expected, he cried out "Ula".

Yes, the Russians should be the sons of the Russians.

"Okay! Brothers, follow me. Follow your leader and eat meat!"

Rurik held the scabbard with his left hand and raised the steel sword with his right hand. Behind him was a large group of squealing children eager to eat meat.

Because, there is at least a pound of meat! Many children have no idea what a crazy experience it is to eat a pound of cooked meat.

A Roman pound, Rurik felt it must be more than three hundred grams.

In Rurik's understanding, it is no problem for a casual adult to eat 500 grams of meat. The edible part of a roast chicken may be 500 grams. If you eat the whole Roast chicken, most people just stop there.

Of course, there are some fierce people who stuff their stomachs with two to three kilograms of steamed buns and bread, and even drink a bottle of bubble water, and still continue to stuff their stomachs.

For children, maybe a pound of flesh is a challenge.

Rurik didn’t expect them to really eat all the meat in one meal. After all, the meat was cooked, and the summer temperature in Northern Europe was not very high, so a piece of cooked meat could still be preserved for a long time. long time.

He ordered his people to gather together the team that had become loose due to joy, and everyone lined up in five columns to form a large team.

Just like the usual training, the children carried the toy-like wooden shields on their backs and the training wooden swords (sword-shaped wooden sticks or wooden sticks) on their waists, and stepped on them. The pace was quite orderly, led by Rurik, looking for the smell of meat and rushing to the meat cooking scene where there were already a large number of onlookers.

The children have not arrived yet, and the sound of neat footsteps quickly attracts people's attention.

People in the tribe probably know that Rurik summoned almost all boys of similar age to him and collectively pulled them to a small slope west of Fort Ross for training in fighting.

It’s just a game between children! All men like various fighting games when they are young, which makes the men of the Ross tribe have excellent combat effectiveness in possible armed battles in the future.

The tribe encourages children to "play games". As for what exactly they are doing, many people still don't care.

Now, a large number of seven or eight-year-old little boys under Rurik's command are walking in unbelievably neat steps, forming an unbelievably neat team, just walking like this? !

Especially a large number of women, their children are in this team.

They had never observed the training their son received from Rurik. In short, they learned from his son that the training was very interesting. Because Rurik is imitating the fighting of adults!

More than 150 people lined up in three columns, and each column was a "combat group." It is also the so-called "comrades on the same boat." The boy at the head of a column is the strongest in the column, and they serve as the "captain" of the column, which is the equivalent of a platoon leader.

Rurik noticed the restlessness of the children. He still raised his sword and shouted: "Everyone, staytidy! Your mother is watching you, show the temperament a man should have, and continue to follow me! ”

That boy doesn’t want to show his bravery in front of his mother?

These seven or eight-year-old children can’t wait to grow up to seventeen or eighteen years old so that they can go to the expedition to Gotland. The people of Revenge of the Island made great achievements like that!

They walked into the meat cooking scene in front of everyone's eyes.

Now, Rurik couldn't help but sigh that he had accomplished something. A big show?

In fact, because of the lack of entertainment in life, whenever there is any interesting news in the tribe, the news will quickly spread throughout the tribe and become a favorite news of Rurik's magical actions. This child is simply a model of generosity. In line with the mentality of joining in the fun, they all came over to see if the so-called story of Rurik giving meat to the children was true.

“That’s fine. , you all look at what I do, you better know that as a leader, I will lead you to have meat to eat every day. "Rurik thought silently.

He was also very happy now. In order to make these children line up honestly, it was necessary to hit the disobedient ones with a wooden stick a few times. In addition, he also A little verbal threat was given.

After all, they are children who are naturally very easy to listen to the words of strong people and naturally lack judgment.

"Those who deliberately cause chaos in the team will be punished. Everyone despises him, and he will be beaten with a wooden stick. If you refuse, you will leave the team and be despised by everyone for the rest of your life. "Rurik's threat was indeed very effective. All children do not want to be abandoned by their brothers.

Rurik was pleased to see that the women had divided the cooked meat very considerately. Finished, it seems that they have indeed distributed each piece of meat according to its weight.

“All brothers, stop! ”

The team stopped instantly.

Rurik could see their standing bodies shaking. Although their small faces faced the back of the head of the person directly in front, their eyes I have tried my best to glance at the pieces of meat.

“Want to eat meat? Okay, let's go eat and everyone can have a share. Now follow my orders. First team, line up according to your queue to get the meat, either white fish meat or dark whale meat, you choose yourself. Those behind, be prepared! ”

Up to now, the team is still very orderly.

Rurik used a stick to beat the disobedient people to a very good effect, at least this is more effective than trying to persuade them to obey the order. It works.

Because according to his understanding, whips are indispensable in the training of line musketeers, and those who do not follow the regulations will be whipped.

After rigorous training, Soldiers are trained to ignore the comrades who died in battle against their shoulders. They are like machines with no emotion. When they arrive at the designated position, they raise their guns and fire. Then they try to ignore the smoke, loud noises and wails as they load their flintlocks.

The children began to line up to get the meat, and they almost without exception gave priority to it.Choose white cooked cod meat.

Just because the portion of fish is two pounds!

Of course, this is just a large amount on the surface.

In terms of providing calories, Rurik firmly believes that whale meat is twice as much as fish meat of the same weight. After all, whales are cloven-hoofed animals.

The children were surprised to find that they could eat as much as they wanted, of course choosing the one with the most meat. They took away the wooden board holding the meat, and then sat on the ground and started eating crazily, even if there was no salt.

Salt? That's not a problem, because the water in which the meat is cooked is mixed with some seawater, so even the whale meat has a little sea salt mixed in.

Although the whale meat was only one pound, all the children in the fifth team finally got the whale meat. They were a little regretful at first, but when they really started biting, they realized that the meat was Really solid.

For a time, the meat cooking scene became a gathering place for children. More than 150 children ate meat desperately. Their bellies were bulging, but there was still a lot of meat left in their hands.

Rurik said smoothly: "Can't you finish eating? Then take it back and you can eat it in the evening. Don't worry, there are no special circumstances, you have to live like this every day. Remember me Tell me yours? Be loyal to me and I'll take you to eat meat."

"Ypaaaax..." Many children yelled "Ula" as an endearing response.

Rurik pinched his waist and accepted the worship of the children. The women cooking the meat were pleased, and the onlookers were surprised and envious.

Another scene.

A low-level priestess who was watching hurriedly ran back to the longhouse of the priests, and emotionally reported to Bona, who was leading people to make soap every day, and to the high priest Vilia, who continued to sit in meditation, and reported what happened to the priests. Rick gave the meat thing. Even more shocked, he reported the incident of a large group of children walking in unison.

"He...he is actually serious?" Bona said in surprise.

Then she asked about Wei Lia, "It seems that Rurik will take over the position of leader in advance without waiting for our big leader to grow old."

Wei Lia Leah's narrowed eyes slowly opened: "I already know! Everything is changing, everything is fate. Bona, you don't have to worry about anything."

"Yes, I really don't Worry, it’s Rurik, I can’t understand his determination. Is he really a kind person?”

“Merciful?” Villa shook his head gently and squeezed out his dry mouth. With a smile, "What Otto can't do is that Rurik is already doing it. Be loyal to him and you will have meat to eat. God! This is God's favor. We can now further confirm that he was blessed by Odin Child. Bona, you know what to do."

"Yes." Bona nodded slightly: "Great priest, we will definitely be loyal to such a great leader."

Poona smiled shyly, quickly covered herself and sneaked to the blacksmith, where she melted the silver coins and made herself a ruby-encrusted ring.