Rise of Rurik

Regarding the distribution of the spoils, Harrodsen, who is the war chief, has an absolute right to speak.

In order to avoid confusion, Harrozosen ordered all the money boxes to be moved to the holy priest's house first. After all, 30% of the wealth in it is to be paid to the priests, not only according to the regulations, but also as a thank you to the priests for "praying for blessings and offering sacrifices before setting off on the expedition".

The vast majority of warriors are superstitious, and they are willing to believe that their victory is largely due to the grace of God. There are various indications that the Ross tribe has been in operation, and it seems that all changes have come from the birth of the leader's son Rurik. The warriors need to deliver a batch of tribute to the priest, who is the medium of thanks to Odin of Asgard.

Furthermore, for the time being, the priests are in charge of taking care of the wealth, and everyone is very relieved.

The spoils also included seized weapons, tools, and even unfinished seized food, most of which were placed with the priests.

There is only one kind of loot that can be brought home directly. That's all captives.

Some adult women were thrown on Tombstone Island. Although they did not go through the wedding ceremony of the Rus, those who decided to run the Tombstone Island stronghold had already lived a married life with these women.

Only a few grown women and almost all girls were transported to Roseburg, where they immediately began new lives as servants.

Is it just a servant? Do not! Some households with servants immediately made small calculations.

In any case, it is still difficult for any family to find a future wife for its young son. It makes perfect sense, then, to develop a servant into a son's wife after many years.

So, Kanuf, who was going to the beach to find his father, was suddenly pleasantly surprised that he had two maids who were slightly younger than him.

Kanuf, his character determines that he will not be a particularly strong person. After he failed in the competition, he was especially happy to be Rurik's sidekick and to learn from Rurik.

Kanuf was happy that he had two maids, and he was only a little bit more advanced than his "elder brother" Rurik in this respect. Since Rurik has a good attitude towards his maid Rumia, he is also willing to take the initiative to make friends with his two maids.

But Harrodsen's words to his son Kanuf were particularly succinct: "Take care of your two servants, Kanuf. After ten years, they will be your wives. Remember, your women must give me before I die of old age. Give birth to at least two grandchildren!"

Yes, Harrodsen just wants more offspring.

Nothing was more annoyed about this than his elderly wife. It's all because the husband brought back two young women, and it's not as simple as a servant!

Kanuf didn't have time to care about the adult's affairs. He took out a knife and cut the rope for the sisters who had become his servants, and told them, "Follow me to live a good life in the future, I will treat you kindly, and you will listen to me."

The two girls nodded weakly, and their nervous hearts calmed down a little.

Otherwise what else can be done? Only accept fate.

Lots of coins were carried into the priest's house,

With so much money, even the aged Vilia cheered up her aging spirit.

Villa leaned on a cane, and looked at the silver and gold coins in all the opened boxes, his eyes twinkling.

As for the other priestesses, they were all left shaking with excitement.

Haruo Zuo Sen and Arik first took the main trophies to the priest's long house to report their duties. After all, they made a great contribution. The two of them held their chests high, and they were completely heroic.

"Look, great priest, this is our trophy. All the chests are full of coins."

Villa staggered and followed behind Harrodsen. Hearing his serious introduction, he was both excited and moved.

"High Priest." Haruo Zuo Sen stopped, "According to our agreement, another 30% of the wealth in this place belongs to the priest. Therefore, there will be 30,000 silver coins in your place."

"so much?!"

"Exactly. At least your wealth, I will send someone to distribute it immediately. As for the rest of the money, before we distribute it uniformly, you will also keep it."

"I understand." Villa nodded, "Then let's start."

Haroldo Sen is not young, and his mathematical ability is quite good. He insisted on staying in the priest's house to count all kinds of coins, which asked Arik to go back and have a good sleep.

"Arik, go back!"

"Huh? Maybe I should help you."

"No need. You go back to your home now, or go to the chief's house. Remember, when the sun rises tomorrow, you will call all the young men who are involved in the action to the high priest's house. We must be ready by tomorrow. Divide the money cleanly."

"All right."

Arik trusts this uncle very much, especially his actions in the whole operation, which is even more admirable.

Immediately the long house of the priest, Arik certainly will not immediately appear deserted mansion.

He went straight to the chief's house to visit his aunt and cousin, and the so-called treasure.

After a while, the young man returned.

In the large longhouse, many oil lamps were lit. After all, they became rich, and Rurik was too lazy to continue saving the oil for the lamps as before.

"Brother! You're back. Come here!" Rurik, who was sitting at the low table, greeted him warmly.

Arik came over happily, and was about to sit on the leather cushion, but saw that his younger brother's maid was arrogantly sitting at the master's table? !

Um? Did Rurik like his maid so much?

Arik felt a little uncomfortable, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the things on the low table.

Not jerky, but some pretty crystal clear stuff.

"You've come back, I thought you couldn't wait to distribute those spoils." Niya took the attitude of Arik's mother, and placed a wooden bowl full of meat slices on the table. "Perhaps you haven't eaten yet, so eat some meat now. Wait a minute, the porridge is almost ready."

"Good mother."

With a sword hanging from his waist, Arik sat next to Rurik very naturally.

Because for many years before he became an adult, life was like this.

He inadvertently reminded Rurik: "My brother, maybe you shouldn't let your servant sit here, even if you like her."

"It doesn't matter." Rurik shrugged.

"Oh? You are really kind."

After all, it was Rurik's servant, and how the servant was used was also a matter for the master's family. Arik grabbed a few pieces of whale meat that were actually boiled and stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up the crystal clear glass out of curiosity.

"Brother, this is the good thing you're talking about, right? It's a crystal cup filled with water?! Huh? Did you get a piece of crystal material and chisel it into a cup after we set off?"

Arik's question was unexpected.

Rurik rested his chin lightly: "Pure crystal? No. My brother, you are wrong."

Having said that, Rurik stood up and placed all three crystal glasses in the house on the low table, including one full of refined pale yellow whale oil.

Seeing this, Arik was taken aback.

"Brother! Where did you get so many treasures? As your elder brother, I know that there are many treasures in this world. There are gold cups inlaid with gems, and crystal cups carved from crystal, each of which is expensive. Brother, you Now that's incredible. Would you be willing to pay a lot of money for some of this stuff?"

"I..." Rurik's head was a little confused, he paused for a moment, and simply followed Arik's miscalculation. "Brother, guess what's the value of this cup?"

"Worth? Fifty gold coins? No, it shouldn't be that expensive. Even if there are not fifty, there must be forty." When Arik speculates, suddenly, he thinks of this matter itself. Incredible. Because, Arik had never heard of anyone who owned a crystal cup except the richest guest businessman Gould.

"No. Rurik, it's not the time for us to leave. Some merchants from the south came to our site to sell luxury goods?"

"How can there be such a person." Rurik smiled and shook his head.

"Ah? It's not like you dig the ground with a wooden shovel, just like digging an onion. You dig out the best crystal material from the ground and ask someone to chisel it."

After listening for a long time, Niya simply laughed, and then said: "Silly child, that is the latest baby created by your brother! Don't forget that he is a child blessed by Odin. When he sleeps, God is No, it will grant him new powers in a dream."

Nia had no idea why her son had so many magical abilities. She could only keep persuading herself that this was the grace of God. The more she thought about it, the more she believed, but she also quietly ran to the stone boat altar and sacrificed a fish to thank God.

It was incredible to hear Arik. He continued to make the crystal cup. His rough hands touched the delicate surface of the cup, and he deliberately tapped it with his fingers, feeling the texture of it like a stone. But he was keenly aware that this cup was by no means an ordinary stone.

Arik put it away carefully. After all, he knew that this thing was very similar to the legendary crystal cup. Although it was beautiful, it was easy to break when it fell on the ground. He didn't want to ruin his brother's treasure because of his negligence.

"Brother, did you really make it? It's like making soap. And it's worth at least a hundred times as much as soap."

"Oh, it's not that exaggerated." Rurik proudly straightened his pure child's waist: "Brother, the cup you see now is worth the equivalent of two steel swords. About twelve gold coins are enough. "

"Even so, it's a huge amount of value."

"It's really valuable," Rurik said. "I named it boli, and I think a rich man needs a treasure like this to prove his identity."

"That's true." Arik subconsciously touched his necklace, which was strung with a batch of new amber. "In comparison, my necklace is no longer precious."

Looking at the transparent cup on the table, an impulse to take it for oneself arises spontaneously.

Of course Rurik saw the change in his cousin's eyes, and those trembling eyes fully explained one word - greed.

"Brother, do you want one?"

"Huh? Send me?"

"Yeah." Rurik looked straight into Arik's eyes.

"This...is it really possible?"

"Of course, you are my family. Of course, the good things are shared by our brothers."

"Then I'll take it." Arik was not polite at all, he just took one and wanted to put it in his leather jacket.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Your brother has already sent you, and the cup will not disappear." Niya came over with a small pottery urn and criticized Arik for being rude.

"Ah, Mom, I'm in a hurry." After that, he put it back on the table for the rest of his life.

Niya rolled Arik's eyes, put the urn on the table, and ordered, "Rumia, serve food to your masters."

Perhaps it was only at this time that the identity of Rumia's servant began to manifest.

However, Rurik did not show a particularly strong fondness for the so-called boli cup, which puzzled Arik.

Looking at the cup, Arik was already fantasizing about taking it back to his house to please his wife.

After eating jerky and sticky porridge, Arik still asked about the cup.

Especially a key point!

Arik asked, "Brother, since you thought of making the cup, can you make more? If so, can you give me a little more?"

"Hey, you want it."

"I'm your brother."

Rurik deliberately pouted, inwardly criticizing his brother's greed. "I can do it if I want, but you have to give me money. We are brothers, and I can give you a favorable price."

"Huh? I'm your brother, so you really can't send me away?"

"No." Rurik shook his head. "Dad would be angry if he knew."

Hearing this, Arik's greed immediately subsided. If you let the big boss know, his morality will be questioned.

"Okay," Arik sighed slightly, "I'll pay for it. I'm rich now, and it's time to fill my shabby home with some treasures."

Rurik nodded at the right moment, and he was glad that his brother was able to speak to this point.

This deliberately continued: "Yes, as long as I am willing to spend money, I have the motivation to do it. There is no free banquet in this world. Many people have made a fortune, will they have the same idea as you? Buy it with money some babies?"

"There should be." Arik squeezed his chin and said, "However, how do you get more cups to sell to them? Besides, your price is too high! That's more than a hundred silver coins! My financial resources No problem, as for them."

"How are their financial resources?" Rurik immediately asked the key question.

"Probably each person has more than 200 silver coins and a small amount of gold coins."

"Oh, they have so much money? Brother, how much money do you think you robbed? I want to know an exact figure."

"This? In statistics, I estimate it is equivalent to 150,000 silver coins." Arik speculated.

"I understand." Rurik nodded, looking like he was in a daze.

In fact, Rurik was thinking about how to make this money over time. He thinks it is completely possible in theory.

Rurik pondered for a while, and said, "Brother, to tell you the truth, I have some stock in hand. I originally planned to wait until Gould came back to sell it to him. Since you are all rich, it is better to sell it in the end. It is better to sell it to the people of the Melalen tribe than to those of us."

"In stock? How much do you have?"

"Yeah. There are forty cups alone, and there is also a jug that can hold wine. They are all as beautiful as crystal. Brother, I can give you some more, but you must gather rich people together. , I'm going to do a trade show."

"Are you serious?" Arik, who already knew the situation, asked cautiously.

"Exactly."

A kind of refreshment bathed in the spring light quickly acts on Aric. Since helping his brother with a trivial thing, he can get a gift, why not do it?

"Then let's go tomorrow afternoon. We will finish all the money in the morning, and you have to prepare all the treasures. If we get the money, we will go directly to the place you arranged. Those who are willing to buy cups will naturally pay. "

"Okay!" Rurik nodded deeply.

Since my cousin not only loves the glass, he even shows a rare look of greed! Although the price is high, how reasonable is it to "loot" the spoils of these triumphant heroes?

Because of this unexpected good thing, Rurik called his servant outside after eating, taking advantage of the excuse of going to the toilet.

He whispered the details of Rumia's affairs, and finally said, "Tell Kravason about these things, tell him all the details, and tell him my attitude. You have to watch him start making new glass and come back. "

Lumia fully understood that the master was going to make a big profit. She ran and quickly disappeared into the bonfire and laughter after the night in Roseburg.