Rise of Rurik Chapter 89

During the whole day, Rurik was not idle. He guessed that if he could sell a piece of soap and two silver coins, this money-making trick would be too violent.

The principle of soap making is not difficult, that is, a certain chemical knowledge is required to understand the entire process.

With the first success, Rurik continued to act.

He wants to produce more, and there are currently two problems that limit production capacity. One is the supply of materials, and the other is the workers.

Look at Lumia's lazy look. Is it necessary for her to work hard to stir with a wooden stick? For a ten-year-old skinny kid, the requirements are too high.

There seems to be no shortage of materials, but the key lies in the workers.

The priests who boiled oil once again attracted Rurik's attention.

Soon after Otto left, the hall of the priest's longhouse was filled with the aroma of fried oil again. The oil fume is sometimes very choking, and the priests' hair can always be smoked full of slimy greasy dirt. If they cannot be cleaned up in time while lying down, their hair will become hardened and cannot be washed off with clean water.

They have done experiments, and soap has magical powers and can easily wash off the **** oily dirt.

They are still boiling oil, and their moods have become different.

I don't know how long it has been for the oil to be boiled. The fat in the three bronze pots that Bona and her two sisters were holding at the beginning had become scum and dangerously hot oil.

They have already begun to carefully pour the hot oil into the clay pot, trying their best not to let the **** fall in.

Upon seeing this, Rurik came over: "Bona, I suddenly thought of something."

"Is it a good thing?" Bona asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's still about soap. I plan to do more, but you see." He pointed to Lumia, who was still curled up and looked like a puppy. "My servant was exhausted yesterday. I can't use it for the time being. This helper. Maybe you can help me."

"We?" Bona was very puzzled. "Me? What can I do for you? Can we still make soap for you?"

"of course."

"But the soap is not your magic power...no! Is it the magic power that Odin bestows?"

This is very funny, and when I think about it carefully, these people have spent the rest of their lives worshipping the illusory god, and they have completely believed in it.

Rurik explained by tricks: "In fact, mortals can make it. I don't have magic power, only the wisdom of Odin. Now I think I need to teach you the technology."

"Huh? Is this really okay?" Bona was surprised.

Rurik nodded deeply, with an extremely serious look: "We should talk about this, and I will also talk to the high priest. Now Bona, you call all the priests who are still in the longhouse. ."

Veria regained consciousness, and the priests met for the first time under the organization of Rurik. The scene was really interesting.

"My child, you have to teach everyone Odin's wisdom, I am very happy. Tell me about your thoughts." Villia said kindly.

"Okay, it's about many things. All priests, I need your help to get a lot of soap in the end.

To make soap requires wisdom, it does not require any magic at all, and I must emphasize this point.

So you can all make it, and I also invite you to help me make it. You can all get paid for this. "

remuneration? Many priests were moved by this.

Women of their special professions are generally poor people who have lost their husbands and children. It is a realistic way to worship Odin in the chief priest's house.

But they have almost no personal property, and they live entirely on the tribal distribution and the festivals of the tribe.

Rurik didn't fully understand this, and didn't understand how important it is to them to own private property.

"I want to make an agreement with you. You help me make soap. This will be a harder job, and I will give you a satisfactory reward."

"How much is the reward?!" Bona asked suddenly, stretching her neck, returning to her sitting position after Veria's deliberate cough.

"The amount of remuneration? Just 20. For every five silver coins I earn, one of them is yours, how about it."

how about it? ! Rurik got more than ten shocked expressions in an instant.

"What? Less paid?"

"No! A lot...really a lot." Bona stared, because she exchanged silver coins for 240 ordinary copper coins and bought fishermen's fish for two months.

Veria tapped on his cane, "My child, you may be paid too high. If you think you can..."

"Of course, I think this ratio is very suitable. Because all the materials need to be provided by you, I mainly provide technology, which is Odin's wisdom. If you think it is feasible, then follow this ratio, and I can ask you immediately Working?"

"I support." Bona was the first to agree, "With more soap, each of us can wash our hair clean and it will stay beautiful for a long time."

She, the priest, made up a word later, and the others were completely unaware.

After all, Rurik and Lumia had been busy making seventeen soaps all night, and more people would produce more.

Could it be that Rurik could really sell one soap for two silver coins as he said. He sold the remaining fifteen to be thirty silver coins, according to what he said just now, that was six silver coins for everyone.

This is already a large sum of money, which is converted into copper coins and distributed to everyone involved in the work. There are at least one hundred copper coins.

Wouldn't it be a big loss if you didn't do business like this?

Things went very smoothly, and Rurik said with satisfaction: "Very well, for this we need to really make an agreement. I think we have to engrave the agreement between me and you on the wooden board, and swear to God that we will not violate it. Decided."

"Okay." Veria replied on behalf of all the priests, "We do need a written agreement."

A very great change is taking place in the Ross tribe. Since the tribe's existence, the first purely employment contract has been born!

Of course, in the future, Rurik is the most evil capitalist in this matter.

Rurik doesn't think about cost at all. He can just mention providing technology to make profits. In a sense, it's the so-called "patent fee". In addition, I go back to work as a salesperson and sell the products. This makes all the profits. 80.

Even so, the priests sold their labor to prepare all the raw materials, and they felt that they had made a lot of money.

But this is the power of capital and technology, it is the ability to earn huge profits for the capital.

It is this "manager" that is extraordinary, and his employees naturally feel that he is a "son of God" and can make good things for themselves by using the "wisdom of God".

It's all worth it to wash yourself clean.

Veria was chanting the sacred spell, and on an oak board, according to Rurik's request, the main body of the contract document was carved in Luen letters.

She also engraved a few jargons, to the effect of "appointing to be witnessed by Odin."

But Rurik didn't make things absolute.

He thought about it carefully, maybe the price of two silver coins a piece, soap, a daily necessities, seems too expensive, the material cost is obviously not high, so a book of several hundred profit may not last long.

Therefore, the contract focused on the share ratio between Rurik and the priests, and the share was divided equally by all the priests.

In order to be more scientific, the priests have to take the share of the benefits, each person has to take out 10 as the common wealth of the priests group to support the priests' festival sacrifices.

This operation is really novel.

Veria asked strangely: "Child, do you think we still need a separate box to hold everyone's wealth?"

"It's not everyone's wealth, it's the wealth of the priests, it's the special wealth of you as a group. Don't the priests have their own wealth reserves yet?"

Veria squeezed his dry chin, "You mean my wealth, and I have a lot of personal wealth. Whenever there is not enough money in the sacrifice, I will personally put some in. In the future, this money will be replaced by my successor. inherit."

What she meant was that Paula would inherit "the biggest cash box."

Rurik only found it incredible, "I mean that special wealth is packed in special boxes. It is not owned by any of you. It is only used in festivals. Each of you has the right to use it, but you don't have the right to own it alone. You have the right to use it, but you don't have the right to own it alone. Your personal property belongs to you, and the special property belongs to the priest."

After talking for a long time, Rurik looked at them with strange expressions. These people obviously didn't understand the meaning of public funds.

Also, the Rus tribe is still a blood-related union of hundreds of small families. It is still quite loose in nature. Even the leader is selected by competition, and it has not yet become an advanced routine inherited by the leader's family.

But things have to evolve from their own to hereditary leader.

Since it is necessary to change, then make a big change.

To put it bluntly, Liurik let Vilia and Bona know the benefits of setting up a "public cash box" so that the money for the sacrifice can be taken from here. As long as the wooden boards are used to make records, they will not worry about corruption.

The biggest advantage is that the priests do not have to pay their meager personal assets, and everyone does not have to earn a bloodshed for the position of high priest. Ah, the high priest can inherit the big money box, and the life of the poor ordinary priest will end immediately.

Who doesn't like having greater interests?

The vocabulary of the special cash box was also engraved on the wooden board. Inadvertently, Rurik made significant improvements to the financial problems of the priests.

Man! Humans are pursuing their status with nature, and they are always looking for a position, so ancient people have found gods one after another, and invented one if there is no god. Therefore, the residents of the East elevated their ancestors to gods. The Ross tribe and their brother tribes, and even the hostile Danes, elevated the brave to gods.

In the later world, people built large and advanced countries to find their status as citizens, and there was generally no need for ethereal gods.

I am afraid that the constant is the pursuit of wealth.

The priests were not born with the intention of living a life of miserable life and could reasonably obtain a lot of wealth. They would not hesitate to dress up and ask for more.

After the signing of the employment contract between Rurik and the priests, production began.

The priests, who had been doing nothing but boiling oil, suddenly became busy.

Rurik asked them to take out the unused clay pots and use them to start boiling water on a large scale, and further to prepare a large amount of ash water. This process is quite critical. He didn't bother to talk about the complicated chemical principles, but asked them to do it honestly according to his instructions.

Lu Mia, who was asleep, was also forcibly called, she didn't have to do any hard work, Rurik asked him to follow her.

This time, Lumia will be a spectator, carefully reviewing every step.

Just because Rurik has more things to do to her, such as making soap. If priests do it, there is no need for such a child to follow along, but she must at least hear and see. The entire production process may be required in the future.

Twenty pottery urns were filled with grass, trees, and grey water. In the evening, Rurik ordered the priests to carefully pour the brown-yellow water in the pottery urns into a clean urn.

After that, it was a trick to record the location of flooding with a wooden stick. Rurik had the last successful experience. He assumed that as long as the ashes of the fire embers, it was put into the pottery in the approximate amount until it was almost full. In the urn, the solution precipitation rate is the same. As long as the solution in the new pottery urn is roasted according to yesterday's practice, and its water level evaporates to a reasonable position, you are done.

"Bona, you must remember that the success of this step is very important. The water turns brown because there is something special in the water. It can be a lot but not too little."

"Yes, I remember it all." Bona responded with pressure.

But the air in the long house of the priest is really not very good, the air has always been filled with the burning smell of fat, and a strong smell of charcoal is added.

The pottery urn that was set up on the first fire, the boiling solution level had dropped to the required position.

"Can I remove it now?" Bona asked.

"Okay. You move him down with a tool, pour in all the seal oil you have prepared, and then stir it with a wooden stick."

"Huh? That's all right?"

"Of course!" Rurik nodded deeply. "Do you think that making upa is extremely complicated work? No! When you mix the brown water and grease in this urn, this is soap. I tell you! "

Rurik told them in a childish voice: "The thing that turns water into brown comes from ashes. This thing can turn grease into brown baby. We just need to stir it. Let's start now, Bona."

The situation was exactly the same as last night, when the unknown but not low concentration of lye and seal oil encountered, a chemical reaction visible to the naked eye immediately appeared in the urn. Rurik felt unremarkable, and these priests felt incredible.

"Ah! It's magic, right?! Don't we also have magic?" Bona's expression was dull and stunned, and the wooden stick in her hand did not stir.

She and the others hesitated for a while before they started at Rurik's urging. Since the start of stirring, the full saponification reaction has shocked them all over.

"Add a little more salt at the end." After that, Rurik threw in a handful of coarse salt.

It is understandable that he used salt as a stabilizer, that is, the price of table salt in this time and space is quite high. Since table salt is used to make soap, the price of one piece of silver coin is also forgivable.

After Rurik sprinkled the salt that made them feel anxious, he said: "You continue to stir, and when you think it's okay, use a spoon to dig the paste into the wooden box~www.mtlnovel.com~ You will have to do more in the future. Many wooden boxes are used as molds, and now we can only rely on the existing ones."

"I see. What then?" Bona asked.

"Then, just put the wooden box near the bonfire, not too close nor too far." Rurik thought, he couldn't say too general. He saw that Lumia's bedding had not been put away, and he pointed to: "The place where my servant slept, which was right from the fire. Put the wooden box in a similar position, bake it overnight, take out the soap, and find a quiet one. It can be stored in a place for a long time. Of course, it is ready for use. I suggest storing it for a while.

"Well, we will do it well. Regarding that agreement..." Bona asked cautiously.

"I will obey, and you must obey. Great priests!" Rurik deliberately used honorific words: "You don't have to fight to plunder a lot of wealth like men. You can make soap with peace of mind, you Will become rich."

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