Flame Red Silkworm became the tribe leader at the age of twenty, and was later usurped by Lang Hu for thirty years. He experienced many ups and downs along the way.
At this moment, after listening to Zhang Ke's statement, she clearly realized that the system of public ownership of tribal resources might not be implemented.
Without Zhang Ke's explanation, the tribesmen might have the idea of keeping their personal belongings private, but they might not necessarily dare to take this step.
But Zhang Ke’s explanation of the “scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants” directly pointed out one thing.
That is, this path has been developed in other realms and has been implemented to this day.
In this way, if I still force the tribal resources to be publicly owned, I will definitely be on the opposite side of the vast majority of the tribal people.
Some things are like a seed. Once it germinates, even if there are huge rocks and thick soil above your head, it cannot stop its growth.
Thinking of this, the Flame Red Silkworm secretly sighed.
It is said that it is publicly owned by the tribe, but in fact I am afraid that I am the one who regards the tribal resources, including the tribe members, as private property!
Since this is the case for you, what reason is there to stop others?
"Bushi, I have decided that from today on, all resources of the tribe will be returned to individual ownership, and the public ownership system will be abolished from today on."
Zhang Ke shook his head and said:
"This is overkill. Things in the world are not either/or.
Public ownership has the advantages of public ownership, and private ownership has the advantages of private ownership.
As a mature social group, what you have to do is to be inclusive, take the best and discard the dross."
Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Zhang Ke continued:
“Private items can be owned by individuals, but tribes must have sufficient public resources to promote tribal development.
For example, if a member of the Stone Bear tribe is injured or killed while hunting, how will his family survive?
If all resources are privately owned, who will take care of these people?
Therefore, I am going to propose a new concept for you."
Zhang Ke looked at the flame red silkworm and said:
"tax!"
The Flame Red Silkworm and everyone present were moved in their hearts.
They had just heard this word from Zhang Ke's words, but they didn't understand what it meant. Now they wanted to listen to Zhang Ke's explanation.
"The so-called 'taxation' refers to the collection of native products, labor services and other physical goods by tribal rulers from tribal people.
Later, it evolved into the collection of military service and military supplies based on Dingkou, which was called "tax", and the collection of property based on land and industrial and commercial operations was called "tax".
This measure is to accumulate public resources, maintain the tribe’s daily operations and promote tribal development.”
The Flame Red Silkworm is keenly aware that the 'taxation' initiative may bring immeasurable benefits to the tribe.
She couldn't help but feel very excited, but at the same time she had some doubts.
"Father, since the resources are returned to individual private ownership, I'm afraid the clan members will not agree to hand over their own things?"
Zhang Ke smiled and said:
"It depends on what you use the collected 'taxes' for.
If you attribute these resources to yourself, then of course the tribesmen will not be willing to pay "taxes", but if you use this part of the proceeds to improve the lives of the tribesmen, it will be different.
In general, don’t deceive anyone as a fool, and use actual actions to tell the tribe what the tribe has done with these ‘taxes’.”
Flame Red Silkworm was stunned for a moment, that was exactly what she was thinking just now.
"But what if the clan members are unwilling to hand it over?"
Some things cannot be accomplished consciously, and there are always people who are unwilling to pay.
Zhang Ke said in an understatement:
"Since the tribe has protected you from wind and rain, you have to pay something in return.
If you are unwilling to pay taxes, please leave the tribe."
Flame Red Silkworm's eyes lit up, this was a good reason.
Humans are at the bottom of the food chain in this world. They must live in groups and stick together to survive in such a difficult and dangerous world.
In this case, I am not afraid that the clansmen will not obey me. Maybe even if the 'tax' is more, then...
Zhang Ke could see Yanhong Silkworm's calculation at a glance and warned coldly:
“‘Taxation’ is a tribe’s most important public resource, but it is a double-edged sword. Improper handling will bring disaster to the tribe and its rulers.
I personally think that the ‘Thirty to one tax’ system is a more appropriate ratio.”
Although it was a personal opinion, there was nothing negotiable in Zhang Ke's words.
If future development did not require a large amount of resources to support it, he would not have proposed the 'taxation' measure.
Of course, during specific implementation, the method of promoting first and suppressing later can be used to eliminate the dissatisfaction of tribal people.
Thinking that Yanhong Silkworm has been the clan leader for so long, he should not lack this wisdom.
The reason why Zhang Ke gave "Thirty tax and one tax" was to determine the bottom line.
...
Flame Red Silkworm and others left Zhongfeng Cave with full enthusiasm.
There are so many gains from this trip, and they need to understand and digest them carefully.
When leaving, Zhang Ke made a request.
That is to establish a hundred schools within the tribe.
There are three things to do at home, let’s start with the tight spots!
The reason why this request is made now is because the tribesmen had to build a house to survive the cold winter. This was a matter of life and death, so they had to put it first.
Due to the height of the human race in this world, the houses must be built high enough and big enough, so 400,000 people cannot gather together.
Rows of houses are built in a ring around the five peaks of Ha Wan.
The outermost perimeter is still covered with dense tall bushes as a barrier.
Before the weather has completely cooled down, tribesmen are organizing organized felling of trees and boulders every day. These materials are also used to build outer barriers.
Zhang Ke's suggestion was to distribute a hundred schools evenly throughout the tribe to facilitate the learning of children in the tribe.
After the school is established, he will personally build the magic circle connecting them.
This ‘Tao-Demon War’ will last for four hundred years, and the first two hundred years are the most precious time for development and growth.
It is impossible to rapidly expand the tribe by relying on these illiterate primitive people whose ideas have been solidified.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He plans to copy the policy of establishing the 'Xiantian Yiqi Nanzong', and still starts from the two aspects of 'encouraging childbearing' and 'compulsory education', and starting from the lower level of the tribe.
A generation begins to cultivate talents.
What he needs now is to leave enough time for the next generation to grow up, and this window period will be spent by the Flame Red Silkworm.
After sending away the Flame Red Silkworm and others, Zhang Ke randomly found a cave to stay.
While it would take some time to establish the school, he wanted to sort out the various knowledge and practices that needed to be taught.
This time in the 'War between Dao and Demons', no one from outside the world can directly participate and can only support the tribe in the war as a leader.
Zhang Ke can now be said to have had a very good start.
Sufficient population resources will play a vital role in this future war.
If Zhang Ke hadn't been worried that these enslaved humans would be affected in the battle between the practitioners and the 'demons', and used magical means to save them, there wouldn't be such a large population for him to use today.
‘One drink and one peck, could it be a predetermined decision?’ Things in this world are really strange!
...
‘No Phase Peak’ is one hundred thousand miles east.
A human tribe was wiped out.
Fires were ignited in one hut after another, and under the terrible cold wind in winter, the sky was filled with flames mixed with screams one after another.
Akiluo, dressed in a black dress, stood on the top of the tallest thatched house in flames and laughed loudly.
Under the reflection of the firelight, Akira looked like a flaming demon from hell.
Aqiluo's forehead is covered with purple vine-like patterns, which look extremely eye-catching against the white face and blood-red sandalwood mouth.
At this moment, she was holding a beating stone heart in her hand.
This is the goal of her trip.
Innate Spiritual Object: Heart of the Earth
A special treasure that can improve the physical constitution of living things.
After admiring it for a moment, ‘Aqiluo’ turned into a ball of purple fire and fell to the ground.
"Plop——!"
More than two thousand human beings wearing leather armor and with big shoulders and round waists instantly knelt down on one knee, weapons shining with light in their hands were inserted into their sides, and their heads all hung down, even if they died in battle.
The woman in front of them is the only person they respect and care about.
For her, these bravest humans dared to fight to the death with the gods.
One of the strongest male humans in front shouted loudly:
"Yama pays homage to my lord!"
"Greetings to my lord!"
More than two thousand tribesmen echoed in unison, and a huge sound echoed around them.
Akira's charming voice sounded.
"Get up!"
"Well!"
Many powerful human beings agreed at the same time and stood up neatly, revealing their ferocious faces with strange spiritual patterns engraved on them.
Yama stood up and said respectfully:
"Master, this tribe seems to be different from the previous ones.
Not only do they not live in caves, they also have metal weapons and separate fighting teams. In order to kill this tribe of less than 3,000 people, we lost no less than 400 people."
Beside him, a black square flag two feet long was planted in the ground, with a skull pattern painted in blood on the flag.
At this time, the flag was rustling in the biting cold wind, and the skull opened and closed its teeth as if it were alive as the flag swayed.
Akira chuckled.
"There are always some people who are different. If we give this tribe enough time, maybe it will become the most powerful tribe nearby.
It's a pity that they were unlucky and met me.
With this 'Heart of the Earth', your bodies can be strengthened again. By then, even Jiuluo will crawl at my feet.
Hahaha~! Hahaha~!”
Yomo turned around and looked at the scene with corpses everywhere and flames rising into the sky.
Somewhat worried:
"Master! Doesn't this 'War between Taoism and Gods' mean that you are not allowed to fight each other for the first two hundred years?
We have destroyed six human tribes and three monster gathering places, will it bring us trouble?"
As he spoke, he involuntarily looked up to the sky.
The shadow of the [Qi Banner] covering the sky and the sun shimmered with golden characters swaying high in the sky.
Akira's smile faded and she looked up fearfully.
"No problem, Jiuluo carries a treasure [Unequal Edict] given by the 'God Lord'. As long as his real name is left in it, the treasure can be deceived to a certain extent."
She didn't dare to say the word "Deed Flag" directly, for fear of being traced by someone using her name.
He paused briefly and said hesitantly:
"But to ensure safety, stop killing two more tribes. In the next two hundred years, I will make you the most powerful warriors in this world."
The 'Lihun Mountain' tribe in front of her is the most powerful among the several tribes she has cultivated for hundreds of years. If there is any damage, it will definitely affect her chances of winning in the 'Taoist Battle' in the future.
After hearing Aqiluo's words, Yama and many other tribesmen couldn't help but reveal terrifying smiles on their faces covered with spiritual patterns.
...
And tens of thousands of miles away in the other direction.
The banks of a river look like they are covered with golden sand under the sunlight.
True Lord Mingxin and the beard-faced True Lord Yanyun were standing in the air in the middle of the Jinhe River.
At this time, both of them had bitter expressions on their faces.
They also did not expect that the tribes supporting each other were only separated by a river.
Since the caves in this world are very shielded from spiritual exploration, and this world is still in the primitive period, even the True Lord Yuanshen cannot obtain sufficient information.
It was only when the two of them left their true spirit marks in the [Contract Flag] that they discovered each other through each other's auras, leading to this embarrassing situation.
Both of them understand that if they want to have a chance of victory in the future 'Dao Demon War', not only the development in the early two hundred years is crucial, but the expansion after two hundred years without restrictions is equally important.
But the tribes they supported were across the river, so there was bound to be a war in the future.
This is not good news for the two of them.
The two of them agreed to meet here today to find a solution to this matter.
Neither Ming Xin Zhenjun nor Yan Yun Zhenjun rode on the clouds, but stood suspended in the middle of the 100-foot-long river that ran from east to west.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the river bank behind the two of them, there were hundreds of people looking at each other solemnly.
The winter sunshine was very warm, but it could not dispel the irritability in their hearts.
The two met from Chen hour until three quarters past noon, but no one spoke first and remained silent.
True Monarch Mingxin looked outside a little and found that the humans of the Jinhe Tribe were already showing signs of impatience.
I sighed in my heart. After all, I had been in this tribe for too short a time and had not yet established enough prestige. This matter could not be delayed any longer.
After thinking about it, Zhenjun Mingxin arched his hands.
"Fellow Taoist Yanyun, it is not an option to persist like this.
I have something to say, I wonder if you would like to hear it?"
True Lord Yanyun also breathed a sigh of relief. If True Lord Mingxin didn't speak, he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.
"Oh~! I'd love to hear the details!"
True Lord Mingxin pondered for a moment and said slowly:
"Actually, you and I both know that this 'battle between Tao and Demons' is probably just a make-up.
The ‘Heavenly Demon’ is powerful, and it arrived six hundred years earlier than us. It has already occupied the right time, place, and people. Just you and me, even if we join forces, we are no match for it.
I wonder if you agree with what I say?"
True Lord Yanyun nodded and said:
"What my fellow Taoist said makes sense."
True Lord Mingxin said ‘hmm’ and continued:
"If practitioners can have a chance to fight against the 'Heavenly Demon' this time, the only one who has set up the [Contract Flag] is Feihong Zhenjun.
After all, he took the initiative to propose this matter. If he was not certain, he would not act like this."
Mingxin was talking about admiring True Lord Feihong, but for some reason Zhang Ke's figure suddenly flashed in his mind.
True Lord Yanyun nodded again and said:
"Yes, I think so too."
True Lord Mingxin breathed a sigh of relief, as long as True Lord Yanyun is not a stubborn person.
Immediately he said:
"My original intention is to strengthen the Jinhe Tribe as much as possible, and after two hundred years, I will choose the cultivators who have the best chance of winning to help them achieve their goals.
I wonder what your plans are for this war?"
True Lord Yan Yun smiled ‘haha’.
"Should I say that heroes think alike, or should I say that you and I think alike.
I think so too. With my little ability, I can't win, but I can still play the drum and be a pawn who cheers for me."
True Lord Mingxin smiled heartily.
"In this case, there is no need to divide life and death between you and me.
How about this, you and I develop separately in the past two hundred years, and then in two hundred years we can wager a war on each of the tribes we support?
If you win, I will make the tribe surrender to your tribe!"
True Lord Yanyun shouted:
"Okay! Have fun! Just follow your Taoist friend's wishes! If your Taoist friend's tribe wins the gambling battle, my tribe will also surrender to you."
After the two of them finished speaking, they both saluted each other solemnly.