Rise of Rurik

Even if the location is too far north, it is close to the edge of the Arctic Circle. After all, Rosberg faces the Baltic Sea. The climate here has not become extreme due to its dimensions. Therefore, the short summer still allows some very cold-resistant chrysanthemum varieties and dandelions to survive.

For couples who get married in the warm period of the tribe, the bride must wear a beautiful garland according to the tradition. Chrysanthemums and sage are all good decorations. It is a pity that, as one of the very few Vilias who mastered potion making, she inherited her predecessors and believed that sage was a medicinal material. As for chrysanthemum, the predecessors did not mention it, and she has not used it as medicine for decades.

Veria was skeptical of Rurik's words. She didn't ask why, but asked "Odin's wisdom".

Rurik was very sure anyway.

"Rurik, are you sure about your decision? Those two kinds of flowers are medicinal herbs?"

"They are medicinal herbs, I'm sure." Rurik said firmly.

"Okay. First we have to cure Rumia, and when summer comes, let's go collect."

"Okay!" Rurik smiled, and at the same time he had some bold ideas in his heart.

There is no doubt that chrysanthemum tea has the effect of curing colds.

Dandelion may be used as a child's toy, it is a medicinal herb and can also be used as a vegetable. In the world of Roseburg, what is most lacking is vegetables that can be eaten.

The diets of ordinary residents are filled with all kinds of meat, and the so-called vegetables are almost absent.

Even close to the sea, some sea areas have seaweeds such as kelp. They don't eat these things and treat the floating seaweed as garbage because they lack the appropriate genes to digest the seaweed in their bodies.

The area here is still too remote, no one grows vegetables on a large scale, and there is not enough consumer market. To make matters worse, everyone must have not realized the importance of eating vegetables.

People who are deficient in vitamins can also get sick, but everyone's physical condition is normal.

Rurik suddenly realized that the Ross tribe didn't need to deliberately eat vegetables. Those dried fish, seal livers, and many animal livers had a strange smell and taste. At least they were food, and they had to be eaten because of their strange taste.

In this way, there is no shortage of vitamins needed by the human body.

Chrysanthemum tea is made by soaking chrysanthemum in water. The fresh and slightly bitter taste is better than ordinary water.

For several years Rurik disliked the habit of residents to drink raw water. There is a small river not far from Roseburg. Residents carry wooden barrels directly to pick up the river water, and basically drink it directly. In winter, the way of river water is more rough, melting snow water and drinking it directly.

They only drink water that has been boiled once when they are cooking meat or soup, that is, they still drink raw water more often.

Drinking raw water is never a good habit, that is, it is very cold here in Roseburg, and the river water comes from the snowmelt of the mountains. The river is frozen in winter and turbulent in summer. Freshwater fish and parasites are rare in the river.

Almost no one has a stomachache because of drinking raw water. I am afraid this is the blessing brought by the geographical location.

Rurik quickly became very upset about drinking raw water. If possible, he paranoidly hoped to boil the water before drinking it.

Taking this opportunity, he felt the need to explain to Villa.

"Grandma, we will collect a lot of chrysanthemums in the future, and we will boil the chrysanthemums and drink them on weekdays. In this way, the warm water will still have the fragrance of flowers."

"Oh? Do you like it? The chrysanthemum you mentioned is still a medicinal herb.

"Villa said curiously.

"Yeah! As long as the chrysanthemum is boiled in the pot, the water will turn pale yellow. This kind of water is not only more delicious, but the most important thing!" Rurik looked at the sleeping Rumia, "If Rumia If she drank chrysanthemum water every day for the past ten days, she will not get sick. If it is boiled with dandelion, the effect of this water will be even better."

"Okay! I believe it will be like this." Veria reached out and rubbed Rurik's head, "You are thinking of the whole tribe, you will be a good leader."

"Hey, of course I am."

"Next time..." Villa stood up slowly, hunched over and returned to the bonfire, muttering: "I'm going to cook some wheat porridge for Rumia, put some salt in the porridge, and There are herbs. And chopped meat. Rumia will eat this for a while."

Just like Willia's broken thoughts, in the following time, Lumia's food was very good.

The weather was still cold, and the sick girl was placed in the priest's hut. Rurik would always stay with the priest during the day, accompany her to take care of him, and continued to learn the language and vocabulary of the deer breeder with Veria.

He went back to his home to sleep, and when he woke up, he dressed and hurried back to the priest's cabin.

Both Otto and Nia knew that it was the girl who kept the deer who made their son so anxious. It seemed that the girl's condition was really getting better day by day.

In the era of no strong antibiotics, such patients need a longer recovery time due to fever and cold caused by wind and cold. Adding nutritional supplements to the patient during the process can speed up the process.

After drinking the herbal soup for two consecutive days, Rumia's condition has basically improved. Her body temperature has returned to normal, but her whole body still looks weak.

For two days, she knew that Rurik was always by her side.

She sat curled up, draped in a deerskin, facing the bonfire where the herbs were being boiled.

Rurik also sat beside him, like a brother who never left.

There was a gurgling sound from the iron pot on the bonfire, and Rurik leaned over and unloaded the pot full of medicinal soup.

"Rumia, take the medicine."

"Now, medicine, it's hot." The girl said stumblingly.

"Just leave it for a while."

Rurik said so, he poured out the soup himself and stirred it quickly, just to cool it faster.

After a while, he came over with a bowl.

Facing his earnest gaze, Rumia's nose was sour, and two lines of hot tears flowed from her haggard face.

"Rurik, why are you so nice to me. Am I not a servant?"

"No. We are friends, you are my sister. Stop crying, drink the medicine, and eat porridge later."

To tell the truth, is his family still alive, he has never had such hospitality. As a deer herder girl, Rumia felt like she was born to do a lot of work.

All men and women, all children have to work or they will be frozen to death by nature.

Now she really realizes that a person can do nothing and have a life to open his mouth. It seems that this kind of happy life comes from the owner's charity.

Rumia was very moved, and she subconsciously wanted to repay.

She took the wooden bowl herself, gulps down the bitter medicinal soup, and then said, "When I am cured, I will learn the wooden board in that room. I will learn your language."

"Of course." Rurik reached out and squeezed her cheek lightly. "This is the task I gave you. You must understand the words on the boards. The priest told me that your sickness was actually given to you by our God. The final test. You will be healed soon, and when you can resume your daily work, you have passed the test. In that way, you are our people. Although you still don't get a lot of rights, anything that hurts you will be a sin."

Rumia was skeptical, and she muttered, "So I will become your clan?"

"Yes, so my mother will treat you as a daughter. I think her attitude towards you will be much better. And my father, he will also take the initiative to protect you."

Those people were the ones who killed their father and had a deep hatred. If you are officially accepted by them, do you still need revenge?

Rumia didn't think much of it at all, and she naturally placed the owner on Rick's shoulder to show her intimacy.

Rumia was actually quite comfortable with Rumia wrapping her shoulders and grabbing her arms.

A seed of repayment has been planted in her heart, and the next step is to give her some tasks or help herself to do some things.

Is there anything I can do?

Of course there is!

Because when the weather turned cold, Rurik completely witnessed the whole process of the priests making the seal oil.

Seal, a creature with a body fat rate of up to 60%, its extremely rich fat brings an excellent taste, and it also turns into lamp oil, lighting up cold nights one after another.

The seal's fat mass is thrown directly into a special iron pan, which has been covered with carbon black and remains greasy on the inside.

All kinds of animal fats are thrown here to be roasted and refined, and the best material is seals.

After the sea was frozen, a group of brave people in the tribe turned into masters of seal fishing.

Baltic seal populations flourished during this era, and large fin whales were often seen in the waters.

Whaling is a very challenging job, requiring fishermen to row long boats and do very hard work on the sea. And the so-called labor is often difficult to win. Those spears thrown in the past, although the spears pierced the whale's skin, the whale seemed to have no response, and quickly dived after struggling, causing the fishermen to lose a few spears and regret it.

Fishing for seals is different. As long as you use an ax to dig holes in the ice, the rest is just waiting. A hole often attracts more than a dozen seals to float up and breathe. They are poked by spears, and then poked by the thrusts of the lower edge of the Nordic forest axe, pulling them up like hooks.

An indispensable daily necessities for lamp oil, seal skin is very soft and is also a good material for leather jackets.

Most of the seal's fat is actually eaten by people, because the seal meat with fat is roasted and sprinkled with salt, the taste is really addicting.

Rurik knew the history of another plane.

In the era of great industrial development, in order to combat the wear and tear of steel parts, the traditional anti-wear agent animal fat continues to play a role.

Whale oil is a very good industrial lubricant, and seal oil is also used.

The huge demand in this area forced a frenzy for profit, and populations of seals and various whales were quickly hit catastrophically.

Fortunately, the original intention of ordinary residents to capture such marine animals is very simple - to eat meat and skin.

There doesn't seem to be any more requirements beyond that.

However, in the winter, this longhouse is in a sense a large oil-boiling workshop.

Due to the needs of sacrifice, priests will light many oil lamps for a long time, and the oil consumption is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Even in the summer when there is almost no darkness, the oil lamps of the priests are still bright.

"Now that grease is readily available, the ashes burned by charcoal are also thrown away at will. There is no shortage of salt in the tribe, and there are even other ore stabilizers. All the materials are available, is it difficult to make a soil soap? Not difficult. First of all I'll wait for Rumia to recover."

That's what Rurik thought, and soon, Rumia will perform the duties of a servant.

It has been five full days since Rumia was rescued, and the weather outside has become cloudy again.

She is recovering well and has gained a lot of weight.

of course!

Before being captured, Rumia was like a wolf on the icefield, eating almost purely on meat, living a rough life of starvation and fullness.

The arduous journey after the captivity was even worse, only the first time bread was late at the priest's hut.

Later, the food could only be said to be better. As a result, due to the huge consumption of one day, the whole person collapsed a few kilograms, and the disease followed.

During her recuperation, she felt that life was like paradise. Two meals a day are thick and salty soup boiled with wheat and meat.

The wheat has been boiled to a paste and served with fresh meat, it is an excellent supplement.

Rumia gained weight, her face was very rosy, her whole body was full of strength, and she was in good spirits.

Now, Rurik and Priest Veria can say that she has recovered.

On the sixth day, Rumia had to work again as usual, especially when the snow stopped falling outside, and it was time to drive the reindeer out and continue grazing.

That was her job, herding herds and the help of the priestess, which was also the purpose of surveillance.

Rurik also needs her help in making soil soap.

But before that, he still had to inform the priests of his plans, because Rurik had to reasonably obtain a large amount of refined oil from the priests.