Chapter 213 Knicks Agriculture Department

This old coachman happened to be an Illyrian, and there was no big barrier to communication. Out of concern for these people who were about to become the tribe's preparatory tribesmen, he explained seriously: "Initially, according to the tribe's laws, people who participated in fights were not allowed to participate in fights. The person is punished, usually with a stick in public.

But this decree did not have much effect. The hatred between the two sides was too deep, and the number of fights did not decrease. Later, the leader made a decree specifically for them. Those who actively provoked fights were required to reduce the food supply and make them hungry. , and at the same time they have to complete more work, and the most important thing is to extend the time for them to become official ethnic minorities...

I remember that once there was a big conflict between the two sides. One person died and five or six were seriously injured, which shocked the entire tribe. The leader was so angry that he asked the Ministry of Justice to arrest all the main culprits and pronounce sentences in public. After beheading, there were less fights, but there were still...

Until the leader invented rugby and stipulated that as long as someone from the two tribes caused trouble and fights, his ten-man team would be forever banned from playing rugby, so that the Pannoni and Skodisci did not dare to make more trouble... …”

"Excuse me, what is this rugby?!" Not only Gowes, but also the other Scodisqi people in the car were very curious: "This rugby can actually suppress the hatred in the hearts of the tribesmen!"

"Haha, you will know after you have dinner... Although it is said that the leader invented this rugby game for the talents of you two tribes, our entire Knicks tribe also likes it very much!..." Speaking of rugby, The coachman's face showed a look of obsession.

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In the constant bumps, the group finally arrived at Snodia.

Gowes once came here with the Segostika army. He was surprised to find that in just a few months, the place had completely changed: there were no wooden walls, more houses, and the entire living area had expanded a lot... …

Emmerich led the tribesmen through the patrol team's inspection, entered the stockade, turned through several streets, and finally came to a house.

There is a wooden sign hanging above the courtyard door with a few words engraved on it. Unfortunately, Gowes and the others are illiterate.

"This is the Agriculture Department of the Nix tribe, a place specifically responsible for managing the reserve tribesmen." Emmerich explained, waving for everyone to follow.

There were already many people standing in the yard, making a lot of noise.

"Hey, don't come in. There are already a lot of people here. Let's go outside first-" A man came over and stopped in front of them. Before he could finish speaking, he immediately changed his words: "It's you, Emmerich! Again Are you here to register your people?”

"Yes." Emmerich responded with a smile, then pointed to the people standing in the courtyard and asked curiously: "Why are there so many Aldi people today?"

"You don't know, the number of Aldi people coming to our place is increasing day by day. I heard that our tribe wants to hire them to work. The news has spread in some Aldi tribes, and they have been recruited from those who are already here with us. The Ardei tribesmen who are working told us that our attitude towards them is very friendly, and our food is better than theirs, so——"

The man shrugged: "I guess there will be more Aldi people coming here in the future, but we have to be busy!" The man seemed to be complaining, but his tone showed excitement.

"I will help the clan members register as soon as possible to avoid the yard being too crowded and interfering with your work," Emmerich said.

"Don't be too anxious. Doesn't the crowding in the yard mean that our Agriculture Department is the busiest department in the tribe?" Amid the man's joke, Emmerich led the tribesmen through the yard with difficulty and came to a house. Before, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

Emmerich pushed open the door and took two steps in before stopping because there were wooden railings in front and on both sides of him, making it impossible to go any further.

In fact, the space in the house is not small, but it is filled with wooden frames that are two people high. A large number of papyrus and wooden boards are placed in various categories on each wooden frame, and some are even piled on the ground...

There is only a little space left behind the wooden railing at the entrance. There is a wooden table placed there. There is a person sitting behind the table. His name is Keseni. He is of Celtic descent but was a slave who grew up in a wealthy merchant in Pompeii. So he learned to write, later joined the Maximus Rebellion, and is now a member of the Nix tribe's agricultural department.

He was closing his eyes and dozing off. He opened his eyes when he heard the knock on the door. When he saw the person coming, he immediately became energetic: "Emmerich, I haven't seen you for several days. Are you bringing someone to register again today?!"

"right."

"Great! You didn't know that I've been feeling sick these past few days." Keseni bent down, took out something from under the wooden table, placed it gently on the table, and then asked: " The people you brought this time are your Skodisqi people, right? How many are there?"

"Seventy-three people, all came from Segostika-" Emmerich said, suddenly noticing something was wrong with the thing on the table, and immediately got closer to take a closer look.

"Come from Segestika?!" Keseni was a little surprised: "Since the truce with the Segestika people, the Skodisci who took the initiative to join us are all from Brochi's side. Those who came here, escaped from Segostika... This is the first time, and so many people came at once. Did something happen to Segostika... Amery? Odd… Emmerich!…”

Emmerich did not respond, and his attention was focused on what was on the table: it was a thick roster specially used to register new people who joined the tribe.

Emmerich knew this very well because he often brought his tribe members to register. At first, the Ministry of Agriculture used a register made of papyrus. Later, when the papyrus ran out, they switched to using thin wooden boards. This was used for several months. Now it is suddenly replaced by this kind of "paper".

It's just that this paper is very different from papyrus. It doesn't have the interlaced horizontal and vertical lines that appear on papyrus due to splicing and pressing. It doesn't have the yellow-to-green color that papyrus naturally has because it's made from plants. Instead, it has a The paper is off-white, and each piece seems to be natural, with no trace of artificial patchwork at all. Although there are some pits and holes on the paper, and it feels a little uneven when touched by hand, it has good toughness and thickness. When you pull it with your hand, La, it's quite strong...

"Hey, hey, be gentle, don't tear it!" Keseni quickly stopped him.

"Is this the paper made in the papermaking workshop?" Emmerich touched the roster with his hand and asked excitedly.

"That's right." Kseni quickly took the roster from Emmerich: "The day before yesterday, the Ministry of Works sent us some paper, saying that it was just made by the papermaking workshop. Let us try it for a while first. They make suggestions so that the paper mill can further improve and make better paper.”

"How do you feel after using it?" Emmerich asked hurriedly.

"Very good! The writing is very smooth and the handwriting is very clear, and the paper can quickly absorb the ink, so you don't have to worry about it getting on your hands... The most important thing is that we no longer have to worry about using up the paper. I heard that manufacturing The raw materials for this paper are easy to obtain..." The man was full of praise, and at the same time he was full of longing: "I think this paper is already very good, but the Ministry of Public Works doesn't seem to be satisfied yet. I really don't know what kind of paper they are satisfied with. What!”

Emmerich was so itchy by what he said that he stretched out his hand: "These days, I have been experimenting with some herbal medicines according to the leader's suggestion. I need to use paper to record them so that I can more carefully study what each herbal medicine does to the patient. It has the same effect. Keseni, you have to give me a few pieces first, and then I’ll ask the leader for some paper before I return it to you.”

Keseni and Emmerich already had a good relationship, and Emmerich mentioned the leader again, which made it even harder for him to refuse. He reluctantly took out a few more pieces of paper from under the table and asked Emmerich to write down the IOU first. , and then handed it to him.

After being delayed for a while because of the paper issue, Keseni began to hurry up and register Gowes and others.

Keseni had been following Volenus in charge of this aspect in the rebel army, and then he naturally became a member of the Ministry of Agriculture. And because he was a Celtic and spoke his hometown dialect, Skodisci People can understand, so he was assigned to be responsible for preparing the affairs of the people. After this period of training, he was able to register very quickly.

Emmerich called the tribesmen in one by one, and Keseni asked them their names, ages, genders, races, original places of residence, occupations they had been engaged in, and other specialties...

With Emmerich assisting, Kseni briefly recorded the situation he asked about, and verbally confirmed once again that the other party was sincerely joining the Knicks tribe and was willing to abide by all the laws of the Knicks tribe. The registered paper was stamped with fingerprints, and a wooden sign half the size of a palm was given to the other party. There was only an Arabic numeral engraved on it, which was the number of the person who became a reserve member of the Knicks tribe.

After everyone had registered, Emmerich led the tribe out of the Ministry of Agriculture. When he saw someone playing with throwing wooden signs up and down with their hands, he quickly reminded: "This wooden sign is for you as the Knicks." The tribe prepares identity certificates for the tribesmen, which are usually used when receiving food and supplies, but they must be kept well! Otherwise, if it is damaged or lost, it will take some time to get a replacement. If you don’t have enough food for a day or two, it will be hard for you.”

Gowes took the wooden sign and looked at it, and said with some disapproval: "Sage, you call this wood piece so important, but I think it is very simple to make. Even if it is broken, you can make another one. "