Things are changing subtly.
At first, Rurik just thought that the priests simply wanted to have a good rest after receiving the gifts of trophies from the soldiers. As a result, their rest was like doing nothing for three days.
Specifically, they are no longer interested in boiling oil and making soap.
Rurik still chose time in the afternoon to enter the priest's longhouse and continue to review the knowledge on the wooden boards.
As for the agreements and contracts he signed with the blacksmith, such as the blacksmithing and glass agreements, he was willing to believe that because of his father's absolute prestige in the tribe, the old guy Clavarson should not and could not have any frivolous ideas. That person has some other ideas, at least it is absolutely impossible now.
But for some people, their ideological essence has undergone tremendous changes!
Klavason was old, and he only thought about his son returning with a beautiful wife, and then inheriting the incredible wealth created thanks to Rurik's "miracle".
Money corrupts the heart.
Even the so-called noble ones are not pure saints and are inevitably corrupted.
Undoubtedly, Priest Bona is inherently competitive, and she always has a desire for power in her heart. Now it's not just power, but also this huge amount of disposable wealth.
The weather is getting warmer, and the elderly Viglia feels that he rests most of the time every day, but he still feels tired after waking up.
She is already seventy-three, and this summer, she has a very bad feeling in her heart.
Everyone has to face death, and he finally has to face it.
One warm afternoon, Rurik changed into a new linen coat that he bought from a tribal tailor at home.
Because some commercial boats from the south arrived in Roseburg, the owners of the boats were all small-scale traders, and they mostly sold daily necessities.
Such as flax, such as salt.
The traders were astonished that the Russians were richer than in the past, and their excited energy just proved one thing.
Regarding the destruction of a certain settlement on Gotland Island, the Siiya Tribal Alliance was quite happy about this. Of course, the enemy forces must suffer heavy losses, the better! But who is the initiator of the war?
Many small and medium-sized tribes suspected that the Melalen tribe was responsible.
The people of Mellaren immediately denied that the matter was none of their business, but also expressed their support for this just move.
Yes, attacking the Gotlanders is the right thing everyone likes to see.
There are various indications that it was the Russians in the north who won the battle, so there is a legend that the victorious Russians obtained a large amount of gold and silver coins. Could such good news attract some businessmen who are willing to take risks?
Rurik was very happy that he bought some new clothes, washed them with soap and then dried them. Everything seemed so familiar.
What's more, the styles of new clothes are very close to those a thousand years later. Rurik couldn't help but sigh that for Westerners in this time and space, clothing styles and work and labor needs have basically reached an optimal solution.
Rurik put on a long-sleeved linen robe that fitted him, and he did have trousers on his lower body.
It’s not surprising that trousers are made by women with superb tailoring skills in the Ross tribe. Women all wear skirts, and a number of men also wear robes. There are actually not many men who wear pants all day long, just because of an embarrassing thing that always bothers everyone - going to the toilet is not as convenient as a robe.
If Rurik had to make a choice, he would still choose pants. Not only that, there is also a pair of underwear made of linen inside his outer trousers. If there is no elastic band, then drill holes in the pants and then put on soft hemp rope to make the waistband.
His clothes were printed with moss to produce some dim patterns, and the overall color was still grayish-white and slightly yellow.
Paired with Rurik's golden ponytail that can be kept on the back of the head.
It can be said that his clean and beautiful appearance fully embodies a unique temperament, which is exactly worthy of his noble status.
Such a noble man once again entered the longhouse of the priests determined to continue his studies.
After waking up, Vilia was confused. She no longer wanted to ask about many things.
Against her will, Bona had already started her activities as a high priest in advance. There was nothing Vilia could do. She just criticized her a little verbally and seemed to stop expressing any opinions, but that was not the case.
Because of the sudden appearance of huge wealth, Villa suddenly became excited.
Still because of this wealth, the priests became noticeably lazy.
Bona, she is already performing the work of the high priest, but it is obvious that she does not want to work hard now.
Rurik came again. This time, he ran to the cubicle full of wooden boards as usual, lit the oil lamp and continued to look through the documents. It was precisely because of his understanding of the documents that he was able to chat and laugh with the Uppsala businessmen very naturally. The amount of information in all the boards was no exaggeration, and Rurik hatched a plan to memorize it all.
He has already begun to do so.
A sound of footsteps gradually approached, and Rurik subconsciously paused his study.
"Are you here to refill the oil lamp?"
"It's me." Poona held on to the wooden frame and continued: "Rurik, there is something I want to discuss with you."
"You? With me? Okay."
Rurik put down the board completely. He very much welcomed Bona to discuss certain things with him, because Rurik now also had opinions about this woman.
"You have something to do, and so do I. You choose a place and we can have a good chat."
There was a hint of displeasure in Rurik's tone, and he didn't say anything at the moment. The surprised Bona thought about it, and she had already guessed it.
Because, both of them are probably because of the same thing.
Villa did not rest this afternoon. She sat cross-legged on the leather mat in the hall of the longhouse.
All the young priests gradually gathered around Veriya, and they also sat cross-legged on both sides of Veriya.
Rurik followed Bona, and he returned to the hall to see a serious scene.
"Ouch? Discussing important matters?"
Rurik still had a dull face, and then sat casually on a leather cushion.
Seeing Villa sitting in the most noble position with half-closed eyes, he felt that it was actually the real high priest who had something to say to him.
As a result, Bona expressed the opinions of the priests on behalf of all the priests in a very confessional tone without any courtesy.
"Rurik, I want to tell you one thing in particular today. Regarding the production of soap, I will definitely terminate it indefinitely."
Hearing this, Rurik's little heart was startled at first, and then quickly calmed down.
Although he didn't want this to happen, since his cousin returned, these priests have almost all begun to become "pampered ladies", except that they don't have husbands.
Rurik knew that Bona's determination would bring identity, and he was by no means unprepared for this.
Even so, Rurik still showed a harsh attitude: "No wonder, you have become lazy these days. You have begun to pay special attention to your own dressing. You have stopped doing the work of boiling oil, let alone making soap. I have never done it. The tailor learned that you also ordered a batch of new clothes."
Bona shrugged as if it was a matter of course: "Child, you know, it is the latest regulations made by your father, and we have a huge sum of money."
"Because of this money, you won't work?" Rurik continued to ask harshly, "Where is the soap? You don't plan to do it anymore?"
"Oh, haha. My child, as for the soap thing, I am still willing to do it again if necessary. But the situation is different now, and there is no need for us to continue."
At this moment, Bona, who is confident, treats Rurik as a child. She feels that she will soon officially serve as the high priest. Even if Rurik succeeds as the chief ten years later, she will still have a huge say in the clan. .
She coaxed Rurik: "Child, about soap. We signed a contract with you at the beginning, and we were willing to make soap for you. That is because we were poor, and you became rich by making soap, and we also became Wealthy. Things have completely changed now, and I think we have acquired enough money, and it must be a long process to use it up.”
Rurik narrowed his eyes and asked deliberately: "You mean, before you spend all the money, you are not going to make soap for me? You have been resting these days, how can you do this? You should continue Production.”
"Huh? You can't say that." Bo Na straightened her body and continued to coax: "My child, maybe you are a little angry. Please relax."
After saying that, Poona winked, and a lower-level priest hurriedly took the original copy of the contract document over.
Bona held the wooden board with both hands, and the runes on it were clearly visible.
"Look, these are all the terms. It doesn't say that we have to continue making it forever. Our contract is always valid, but if we don't want to make it, you don't have the right to force it."
"you!"
Until this time, Rurik truly realized that he had been tricked by them.
In fact, what Bona said is very correct. This is clearly stipulated in the contract document.
Now, according to Bona's attitude, the priests were very enthusiastic about making soap in the past six months, and their technical skills were rapidly accumulated and developed through continuous hands-on operations.
Bona's words today proved one more thing. Rurik had to lament that there is nothing new under the sun. Even in ancient times, people were good at exploiting loopholes in contracts.
Of course, Rurik feels a little regretful now. If I had known this, when I made the contract six months ago, I should have written a special clause, such as stipulating how many finished soap products the priest should produce within a month according to the Julian calendar, and what kind of penalty would be paid if the delivery was late.
Rurik couldn't help but think a little more. He was even a little worried about Klavasen, because the agreement signed with the old guy was only about how to divide the money after selling the goods. No! Klavassen should be more reliable.
Rurik speculated, looked into Pona's eyes and asked: "Is it just because of the 30,000 silver coins you got? Pona, do you think this money can really last you a lifetime? But you should understand that soap It is a kind of daily necessities, and now the tribesmen like it very much. For the sake of our tribesmen, you should continue to produce it."
"Are you forcing it?" Poona sneered awkwardly and continued to coax: "We are priests and servants of God. Even if the leader is here, even if the leader makes a request to me, as the high priest, I have the right to refuse. Because I am the high priest!"
The phrase "high priest" came out of Bona's mouth, and it was like a needle pricking Vilia who was listening. The old man opened his eyes and turned to look at Rurik, expressing his complicated attitude only with his eyes.
Rurik noticed this, and Vilia clearly didn't like what Bona said.
Maybe, Vilia is very angry! ?
Rurik then said: "You are a servant of God, what about me? I am a person blessed by Odin, do you want to question this?"
"No, I have no doubt." Bona continued: "Actually, you and I are both Odin's servants, so why do you ask me to continue making it. Since you are willing to fulfill the contract, my words are completely in line with the contract. Mine There was nothing wrong with the move.”
"You!" Rurik stood up directly and said with a strong attitude: "Then why are you putting on such a show? Bona, remember, you are not the high priest yet! Even if you call yourself the high priest in front of everyone. Look, the high priest is sitting in the most honorable position."
Bona felt she was wrong, glanced at Vilia awkwardly, and then turned around to explain: "Maybe there are some small mistakes in what I said. You can't deny that the high priest is now frail and sick, and he is getting older. When it comes to the summer solstice sacrifice, I will definitely Do the rituals as a high priest.”
"Oh? Is this your decision? Then I have nothing to say to you."
Because of soap, it's never just about money. Rurik did not deny that he had taken most of the profits in soap, and the priests were very cheap labor.
If Bona and others criticize themselves in this regard and decide to propose changes to the profit sharing ratio, if this is the case, there is no way to change the sharing ratio. If they had high ideological depth and could join forces to engage in anti-exploitation negotiations, then Rurik would feel completely passive.
But Bona's attitude is entirely because the priests have become rich and don't want to work hard.
Soap can bring huge profits, and soap is also an important daily necessities.
The widespread use of soap can kill a large number of bacteria and viruses that are harmful to human health in daily life, and objectively can also reduce the possibility of people getting sick. For the Ross tribe, population is the basis for maintaining the strength of the tribe. At present, soap is the treasure that tribes can use to maintain hygiene.
As for making a lot of money selling soap, it is indeed hugely profitable at the moment.
Rurik turned to leave, but when he saw that he had completely failed in coaxing the child, Bona also hurriedly stood up.
"Oh! Rurik, don't leave! You seem to be angry. Let us sit down and talk."
"Let's talk? What else can we talk about?" Rurik turned around with a small face: "Indeed, you have reasons not to make soap. But I just need more soap. Do you think this is just to make money?"
"Otherwise?" Poona asked.
"I will be the future leader, and I have reason to be responsible for the lives of the people. The people need soap, but you just want to live a lazy life, walking around during the sacrificial time, and then you will be well-dressed and well-fed, etc. No more, either. I have nothing to talk to you about, Bona, unless you decide to keep making soap for me."
Seeing Rurik's resolute attitude, his tone was full of atmosphere.
Bona really didn't want her relationship with Rurik to become tense. She just hoped that Rurik would understand and agree that the priest no longer had to make soap every day.
Bona waved her hands, looking anxious: "You! Don't be angry, kid. Sit back. We can continue to talk about this matter."
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Chapter 163 Priest Bona doesn’t want to work hard anymore
