After the contribution points are distributed, the tribesmen must hand over the contribution points whether they use baskets or water from the pond.
Of course, He Chen also set the distribution of contribution points as reasonably as possible.
Such as prey.
It is estimated that about one kilogram can get ten contribution points, and about one kilogram of water can get one contribution point. After all, it is easy to get water.
For things like straw sandals, baskets, etc., the contribution points are three or four.
Of course, everything within the tribal area, including orchards and farmland, belongs to the tribe. He Chen set the tone from the beginning to prevent it from being privatized in the future.
After all, his original intention of dividing the teams was to control direction and healthy competition, not to fight gangs.
At the same time, like the chore team doing work, cutting down trees will cost you two contribution points, while collecting firewood will only cost you one contribution point.
However, the contribution points for picking tree fruits are slightly more, and the contribution points for picking leaves are slightly less.
Overall, the direction of He Chen’s contribution point system so far is obvious.
The main thing is to encourage hunting!
Secondly, for the planting of fruits, millet, rice and other grains, He Chen for the first time contributed points to the farm team and orchard team in the form of paying for work and letting them take care of it.
However, the first harvest belongs to the tribe, and the second harvest belongs to each team.
All of a sudden, everyone was working hard to train their elves and try to get themselves into the hunting team.
He Chen also set the threshold for entering the hunting team, that is, only if any elf can defeat any member of the hunting team can he join the hunting team.
The hunting team now has nearly fifty people, and He Chen finally set a standard of fifty people.
After all, if there are more, no one will be able to do other work in the tribe.
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"Uncle Mao, give me a stone knife!"
He Chen stood at the entrance of the poisonous fog cave and shouted inside.
Although Mao lived in a wooden house at the foot of the mountain, he did all his work in this cave.
He Chen was worried about the spread of poisonous fog.
Fortunately it didn't.
The tentacle lily at the entrance of the cave flutters its petal-like tentacles, or tentacle-like petals, in the wind.
When He Chen came here, Tentacle Lily looked at He Chen and continued to take root in the same place, basking in the sun and inhaling the smoke, looking very comfortable.
After a while, Mao came out, holding a half-meter-long stone knife: "Chen Wu, what do you think of this?"
He Chen took it and weighed it. The weight and length were both good, so he nodded with satisfaction.
But in an instant, his face fell: "Uncle Mao, it's cheaper! Can you contribute three points?"
Mao smiled with a smile on his face: "Chen Wu, this is the price you set. If you can change it at will, you have to contribute four points."
He Chen looked pitiful: "Uncle Mao, look, I still have Zi and Di to raise at home. They have been eating a lot during their recent growth period. My contribution is almost not enough!"
Mao also pretended to sigh: "Oh, who isn't? I still have two women to support, they..."
Seeing that Mao was about to speak at length, He Chen immediately stopped: "Stop, stop, stop, I'm afraid of you."
Then he took out a piece of wood with four contribution points and gave it to Mao.
The Arabic numeral "4" is engraved on the front of the wooden strip, and any Chinese character is engraved on the back.
After all, in order to prevent some tribesmen from cheating and cheating, He Chen had to use different Chinese characters to prevent counterfeiting.
The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive...
Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, King Zheng...
He Chen carved all the words he remembered from his previous life.
Anyway, there are only so many people, so it is easier to control. If rare metal ores are found later, we can do it again.
Of course, there were also one or two tribesmen who were caught imitating and carving one or two wooden strips, and were punished and had some contribution points confiscated.
However, He Chen, a big banker and capitalist, is now poor!
He, Xiaodi and Zi, their appetites suddenly became alarming!
In addition, the money is simply not enough to raise the big and croaking frogs.
This is because he pays Wu He and the leader a salary of five contribution points every day. In addition, as the chief trainer, Di can also get three contribution points.
Otherwise, we won’t be able to open the pot!
Zi is going to cultivate and talk to various elves.
Yes, conversation!
He Chen suspected that Zi must have the power of waveguide? Otherwise, how could he understand what the elf meant?
However, Zi, as a breeder and part-time elf psychiatrist, can only say that he can contribute something meaningful to the two of them.
After all, her functions overlapped with He Chen's in everyone's eyes, so He Chen couldn't be too partial.
Therefore, the famous (only within the tribe) Morning Witch is out of money!
Although everyone is also confused, you are the one who made the wooden sticks to contribute, so why don’t you just make a few more for yourself?
He Chen didn't explain either.
He must set an example and set an example for those who will be in charge of the tribe and economy in the future.
Otherwise, in the future, if everyone imitates He Chen and carves wooden strips, there will be chaos?
However, primitive people are really slow to learn.
Not to mention addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, it took a long time just to recognize the Arabic numerals from one to nine.
And many days have passed, and I still haven’t fully acknowledged it.
But no matter what, some tribesmen will ask Mao or He Chen when they don't understand. The trouble is a little troublesome, but it will be solved.
You will remember it over time.
He Chen carried the stone knife and walked down the mountain.
"Manna~"
Two walking grass ran over and jumped under his feet.
He Chen smiled, bent down and gently touched the walking grass.
"Manna manna~"
The two walking grass barked happily.
"Go ahead, I have something else to do."
He Chen waved his hand to the two walking grass.
These two are the elves of the tribal people.
He Chen stood up and looked at the tribe below, or in other words, it already had the prototype of a village.
At the foot of the mountain, the wooden house was redesigned by He Chen and looked orderly.
The fence has been expanded a lot, and the entire tribe is surrounded by two layers of thick and tall wooden fences, which looks safe and secure.
Outside the fence are several large tracts of farmland. Because of luck, or it could be said to be a prehistoric rainforest, the chore team found some millet and rice in the forest.
After a spring of spring rain watering, the seedlings are growing very well and are green.
Especially the land where flowers and flesh were eaten in the past is extremely fertile, and the seedlings on it are much taller than the other plots.
What’s different from the previous tribe is that there are elves everywhere here!
In addition to the other elves of the Big Needle Bee and Bad Die series!
Walking grass, beautiful flowers, sunflower flower monsters, black waves, pangolins, string balls, small fist stones...
Various elves!
Among them, grass-type and insect-type elves are the most common, especially walking grass, because they are easy to catch and easy to feed. They don't need to feed anything, just bask in the sun and water them.
After nearly a few months, the big battle activity every night has been in full swing.
The winner will have the opportunity to go out every day and catch different elves as partners.
As a result, the tribe grew stronger.
It is worth mentioning that the yellow worm tribe and the green worm tribe integrate very well.
Now, the tribe has only one name - the Great Wilderness Tribe!
"Morning Witch! Morning Witch!"
As soon as He Chen arrived at the tribe, someone called him.
Seeing the person coming, He Chen smiled:
"What's wrong, tree?"
The visitor is "Shu", an eight or nine-year-old boy from the Yellow Chong tribe.
"Chen Wu, what do you think of this?"
Shu was holding a strange-shaped stone "weapon" in his hand. It couldn't be called a weapon because it looked like a rounded "e".
He Chen smiled bitterly, but before he could speak, Shu continued: "Is it okay if I just want to contribute a little bit?"
"Although I really want to encourage you, I'm too poor, so I'm sorry." He Chen thought silently in his heart.
Just as he was about to speak, a voice sounded.
"Chen Wu didn't contribute anything himself, so what he gave to you? What did Chen Wu call this? Oh yes, poverty."