Chapter 900: Worry not about scarcity but about inequality
"Sell it to us! Chief of the Night Dire Clan, our Hua Li Hua Department is willing to pay double the normal market price!"
"I will pay three times the price!"
"Chief of the Night Dire Clan, I don't have much money to save my tribe, but these supplies are too important to our tribe. Can I go to your tent to talk slowly at night?"
"Shut up, take off your clothes more, you are a flea and a rabbit, aren't you so big?"
"I'm sorry, but you can do whatever you want if you are big!"
The resources of the northern snowfield are poor, and the income depends entirely on the furs obtained from hunting and various specialty herbs. In the past, even if the mutual market was open, under the deliberate lowering of prices by human merchants, the winter supplies that could be purchased were still scarce. Not to mention that now the mutual trade is closed, even if the mutual trade is closed,
If you have money, there is no place to buy it.
In order to obtain these supplies from the "Yebu", the Headhunting Rabbit Chiefs could be said to have tried their best, and the quarrels became louder and louder, to the point where they even drew their swords and opened them in the tent.
Luo Jie subconsciously rubbed his forehead. Obviously these bunny girls are pretty good-looking, but when they talk and act, they are full of gangster spirit. If the animal skins were replaced with black suits, and the bone ornaments were replaced with gold chains, it would be terrible.
It's a proper Hong Kong gangster movie.
Sure enough, it is unrealistic to rely solely on the Headhunting Rabbit clan. I want to build a demi-human country that can talk to the Empire and the Knockers on an equal footing. I am not the boss of the northern green forest in another world...
"enough!"
Luo Jie gave a sharp shout, and the noisy scene in front of him, which was like a vegetable market, immediately fell silent.
His eyes swept over the torn and messy animal skins of these headhunting rabbit chiefs one by one... Well, the gray rabbit muscular lady jumped directly over, leaning on the armrest of the throne with one hand to support her chin, and said with a half-smile.
: "I just lifted it up for you to see. When did you say it was going to be sold?"
"Asshole! You are teasing us..." The gray rabbit clan leader "De Lei" subconsciously wanted to draw his sword. His eyes fell on the black giant sword that was about to move next to the throne. He gritted his teeth unwillingly and put his hand back.
Luo Jie spread his hands indifferently.
"Chief Delei, you are also the leader of the clan after all. Can you stop being so naive? You are not from my tribe, why should I sell you something with just one sentence? Of course, if you are from my tribe, then it will be different.
Let’s forget about it…”
This sentence is no longer a hint, it is completely explicit.
Follow me and there will be meat to eat.
There was a long silence in the meeting room. Dozens of Headhunter Rabbit clan leaders either frowned and thought hard, or looked around, obviously struggling with contradictions in their hearts.
"Chief of the Dire Tribe, can I ask if there are any additional conditions for joining your tribe?"
The first one to relent was still the brown-haired girl leader of the Yi clan who had "many hairs". Although this woman had a somewhat flirtatious temperament, she was at heart a shrewd person rarely seen in the Headhunting Rabbit clan.
The gray rabbit muscular sister "De Lei" slapped the wooden table in front of her to pieces, and angrily shouted: "Take off! You traitor! Did you get bribed by a little grain and salt? You are actually willing to let a human being
A man is riding on your head? Do you still have the dignity of being a headhunter rabbit?"
The other heads of the Headhunting Rabbit clan remained silent. Their already wavering stance made them really not sure which side to help.
"Duotuo" held the brown braid hanging on one shoulder with his fingers, and sneered with a bit of self-deprecation: "Our Duotuo tribe is a small tribe of more than 300 people, but it is not as rich as your Delei tribe.
Great cause... Dozens of people in our tribe have died of freezing and starvation this winter. In order to save some food, the elders in the tribe are willing to go into the mountains. A newborn baby is strangled to death by the mother's own hands. The grief is...
A person born in a big tribe like you has probably never experienced this feeling of powerlessness in your entire life, right?"
"If you can't even survive, how can you talk about the dignity of the Headhunting Rabbit Clan? Yes, you can tell me to take off my clothes, but as long as my people can have enough food and clothing, what the hell is the tradition of the Headhunting Rabbit Clan!
Let alone letting the leader of the Night Dire clan ride on my head, it’s okay even if he rides on me!”
It's okay to make dirty jokes in meetings, but now in front of a foreign man, the heads of the Headhunting Rabbit clan were a little embarrassed by "taking off more clothes" in front of a foreign man. They subconsciously touched their ears and heads to cover up their own unnaturalness.
But...the words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.
The clan leaders in the tent focused their attention on Luo Jie, who was sitting on the animal skin throne. The latter smiled and held out two fingers.
"I have two methods here: alliance and merging. It depends on you, Chief Dotu, which method you want to choose."
"Forging an alliance means that in accordance with the previous practice, you will still maintain an alliance with our department, regard me as your king, and obey all my orders within the scope of the covenant and shall not disobey."
"Incorporate, move the whole clan to become a part of our tribe, I can guarantee that I will treat the members of the merged tribe equally. In fact, the people of the original "Tiure Tribe" are also some unfamiliar faces to me."
"Of course, the treatment you can get from these two options is completely different."
"If you choose to form an alliance, I will sell you the materials embargoed by the empire at market prices."
"If you choose to merge, the tribe will be responsible for all material supplies such as food, clothing, housing and transportation for each tribe member, and provide minimum living allowances to every elderly person who has lost mobility and children who are underage."
The former Headhunting Rabbit Queen "Tiure" who was standing aside raised her head slightly and looked at the human man on the throne who had easily controlled the situation in the tent. The expression in his red eyes became more and more mixed.
This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy of Chi Guoguo.
Both options seem to ultimately result in getting important winter supplies as expected, but the actual results are vastly different.
The Headhunting Rabbit tribe is basically a group of paupers. Even before the mutual trade with the empire was closed, the supplies that could be exchanged every year were not enough to survive the whole winter, and there were still old and weak people who could not survive the next spring.
Choosing to form an alliance and purchase materials at market prices will only return the situation to before the mutual market.
But in the affairs of the world, we do not worry about the scarcity but the unevenness.
If there is no second option, everyone will be hungry if they want to be hungry. It has been this way for thousands of years, and no one thinks it is wrong.
But now there is a tribe that suddenly becomes rich. While others are starving and surviving the winter, they can eat hot pot and sing songs in a warm tent. Who can tolerate this?
The most amazing thing is that whether you choose the first or the second option, the prerequisite is that Luo Jie must be recognized as the supreme leader of the Headhunting Rabbit Tribe, and this just overturns the fact that the Headhunting Rabbit Tribe has only used its own women as its members since ancient times.
The most basic rules of leadership.
Once the defense is broken at this point, choosing the seemingly conservative first option will actually give people a ridiculous sense of arrogance.
The brown-haired girl "Doto" came to the throne without hesitation, knelt on the ground like "Tiure" before, and kissed the toe of Luo Jie's shoe.
"I, Dutuo, voluntarily relinquished my position as clan leader and led all 317 people to merge into the Night Division."
With the beginning of "Dutuo Tribe", the other clan leaders also gradually shed their psychological burdens and knelt down under the throne one after another, expressing their willingness to merge their clans.
Of course, this does not mean that Luo Jie has any "domineering spirit". A shake of the tiger's body can make people bow to him.
Mainly because being the leader of the Headhunting Rabbit Clan is really not a good job.
There are basically no privileges, but there are a lot of troubles, and the hard work is thankless. If it is not possible to avoid being elected by the clan, few people are willing to sit in this unlucky position.
It is completely different from the human officials who "live for less money, stay closer to home, and have high positions but little responsibility".
Now that someone is willing to take over, these Headhunting Rabbit chiefs are actually eager to leave the current mess of the tribe to others.
As for how to explain to the tribe that the king of the tribe has become a man and can fill his stomach, why the hell does anyone care about such nonsense?
In fact, for ordinary Headhunting Rabbit tribe members, as long as the matriarchal social infrastructure of the tribe remains unchanged, the whole society is still dominated by women, and whether the top is male or female, there is nothing that will make them feel that the world is falling apart.
thing.
Perhaps the only thing that makes them feel a little uneasy is that their new king is a human.
Racial barriers are difficult to eliminate through simple profit methods.
But Luo Jie had already made plans for this.
"Okay, since we are now a family, let me announce something. After all the clan members move to my tribe, I will officially establish a country here and marry the former queen "Tiure" as the first queen."
Asking for votes... Today I went to hang a decorative painting in the living room of my mother-in-law's new home. Maybe I am not in a good state due to fatigue, so I will post these first. Have a good rest at night and see if I can write more tomorrow... I made one last night
A small comic asking for votes. There is an easter egg at the end of Chapter 899. You can flip through it and take a look. The material is a very meaty comic called "Is the Bath Water Temperature Suitable for the Brave-sama?", good kids, don't read it. I've warned you.