"What are you doing here? Help with the demolition. Call it a day and go home!" Xu Chen glared.
The two of them didn't understand the previous words, but they were familiar with the words "call it a day and go home", because after working at the foot of the mountain every day, Xu Chen would shout "call it a day and go home" when the sun went down.
Therefore, everyone in the Ba ethnic group understands the meaning of these four words.
The two of them looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and then looked at Xu Chen who was full of anger, and quickly started to help dismantle the tent.
Xu Chen is now the core figure of the Ba clan, as great as Bach Bali, and the backbone of the family. Mu Ba has to seek his opinion on many matters.
And this time Mu Ba also planned to recommend Xu Chen to become a witch. Although the big witch disagreed, Xu Chen's status in the hearts of all the tribesmen was still higher.
The witch accepts the guidance of the gods, is the embodiment of wisdom, and is the core force that leads the tribe to prosperity.
It is precisely because of witches that the Wu tribe developed into a powerful tribe.
Although Xu Chen has not been recognized by the great witch as a new shaman, in the minds of everyone in the Ba tribe, he is the shaman of his tribe and will lead them to become stronger, even more powerful than Wu.
The pottery linen invented by Xu Chen was originally the pride of all the Ba people, but all the tribes wanted to have sex for free. Originally, when the news spread yesterday, other tribes were unhappy, and the Ba people were actually even more unhappy.
Why should we give you our stuff for free?
"Go home, call it a day and go home!"
Although Gu Heju couldn't figure out the current situation, he still felt aggrieved and unhappy, so he stepped forward to help dismantle the tent while yelling at a group of tribesmen next to him.
So Feng, who was already nervous, and a group of hunters also started to dismantle their own tents, and then other men and women followed suit. Some even started to pack pottery, linen, and various replaced goods into their backpacks and shoulder baskets.
A group of Ba people suddenly packed up their things, leaving everyone stunned.
Hundreds of people on the entire river beach looked at each other, wondering what was going on.
Mu Ba, Da Wu and other tribal leaders stood together, and they were also confused by Xu Chen and others. They didn't know what to do for a while.
Naturally, she knew what it meant to call it a day and go home. Looking at the situation, it seemed that Xu Chen was very unhappy. Although what happened yesterday was indeed unethical for the Uzbek people, they didn’t just go home. It was not easy to come all the way.
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Besides, it was a tribal exchange or a blessing event hosted by the great witch, so it seemed impolite to leave like this.
The most confused people are the Wu and Wu people.
Something is wrong with the Ba people right now.
Are you planning to break up?
"Baga..."
The big witch looked at Muba with a puzzled face.
Mother Ba could only quickly step forward and grab Xu Chen to ask what happened.
Xu Chen pointed at a large group of Uzbek people with angry faces and gestures. A group of Ba people understood and nodded along, saying that what Xu Chen said was right. They had long been dissatisfied with the behavior of the Uzbek people, and the tents were all empty.
If you don't let me ride, just go home.
The mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this, and quickly explained it with pictures. Xu Chen generally understood it, and then was a little dumbfounded.
I just don’t have a place to sleep and set up a tent. Is it worth making such a fuss and having people come out to see it so early in the morning?
But it didn’t look like the mother was lying to her, so she had no choice but to ask everyone to stop.
Mu Ba breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went back to explain to Wu and others.
After hearing this, not only Wu and the Ba clan chief were dumbfounded, but the other four clan chiefs and other Uzbek people looked at Xu Chen as if they were monsters.
Anyway, the expression is the same, but the thoughts are definitely completely different.
In this short period of time, everyone's understanding of Xu Chen has deepened.
This young man named Chen is not only extremely intelligent, but also has a bad temper. He doesn't seem to be easy to deal with.
After Xu Chen misunderstood and made such an inexplicable fuss, the enthusiasm of the Uzbek people to go down the mountain to see the tents quickly dissipated. So the Uzbek leader took the lead and left, and a large number of Uzbek people also followed.
Although the tent is novel, it is just like that after seeing it. It is simpler than twisting ropes to make baskets and making straw sandals. The Uzbek people have learned it in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, I naturally didn't bother to look good to Xu Chen and the Ba people.
As soon as the Uzbek tribe left, many savages on the river beach who had not slept well got into the tents in twos and threes and continued to sleep, while some women began to light bonfires to make breakfast.
Wu did not leave, but stayed with a few older men and women. He walked slowly to Xu Chen and others with a cane and the support of two girls.
"Wuga!"
Xu Chen greeted me politely.
Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation.
Although he was dissatisfied with the behavior of the Uzbek tribe and other tribes who wanted to have prostitutes for free, he did not dislike this fairly fair old witch.
At least she's not mad at herself for refusing to share technology.
What's more, being able to live to such an old age in such a harsh environment is a miracle and deserves his respect.
Wu showed a kind smile on his wrinkled cheeks, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and then pointed at the pottery in the rattan basket to show that he wanted to see it.
Xu Chen nodded and personally took out the pottery bowls, cups and pots.
Wu looked at each one carefully and stroked them gently with his thin, black hands.
After looking at the pottery, Xu Chen took out the remaining cloth.
Wu also stroked it gently and watched carefully.
These are similar to what the Uzbek people brought back last time, and there is not much difference.
As a wise person, she knew how much these two items would bring to tribal life.
From the bottom of her heart, she still hopes that the Ba people can share the methods of making these.
But she is also worried about bringing disaster to the Uzbek people.
And this possibility is very high, because once the Uzbek tribe possesses these technologies, the news will inevitably attract the covetousness of large neighboring tribes. If the Uzbek tribe is unwilling to share, then war is inevitable.
God is fair, and he will never favor any greedy human being.
The role of the witch is to follow the guidance of the gods, seek benefits and avoid disasters, and lead the tribe to multiply and grow.
The appearance of Chen may be a hint that the gods are dissatisfied with the Uzbek people.
The Uzbek tribe has developed rapidly in recent years, but it has also brought great uneasiness to the surrounding tribes.
Wu basically didn't sleep well last night. She spent the whole night thinking about the reasons for such huge changes in the Ba people, and slowly she came to this conclusion that made her very frightened.
She wanted to have an in-depth communication with Xu Chen, but she was worried about causing dissatisfaction with the gods, so after reading the announcement, she asked her mother to accompany her to walk around on the river beach to communicate alone.
Xu Chen was completely sleepless at this time, so he simply went to the river to wash his face and mouth, while a group of women washed rice and boiled water to start making breakfast.
The sky gradually turned white, and the dense morning fog began to slowly dissipate. As the sky became brighter and brighter, the scent of multigrain porridge slowly began to float on the river beach.
Under the temptation of this scent, many savages who had returned to their cages could no longer sleep. They crawled out of the tents in groups again, picked their eyes and drooled around the Ba people's bonfire.
Seven or eight clay pots were steaming out.
What seems to be inside is not food, but a fascinating treasure.
Last night, several tribes borrowed clay pots from the Ba tribe to cook a dinner. This warm, soft and fragrant stew completely conquered the savages of all tribes and made them appreciate the smoked and grilled food and the food they brought.
The cold hard dry food produced great resistance.
It is so cold in the early morning, and it will be so pleasant to have a bowl of hot porridge.
Unfortunately, depending on the time, I won't be able to eat this morning because the sky has started to turn red and the sun will rise soon.
When Mother Ba accompanied the witch back to the bonfire, several cans of grain porridge had been cooked. Seeing Mother Ba and the witch return, the women quickly took the clay pots out of the fire and began to distribute the food.
Wu and the few Uzbek people who stayed with her also had a portion. Each person had a bowl, which was steaming hot and exuding a strong fragrance.
People from all tribes still respect the great witch very much.
It is precisely because of her guidance and reconciliation in these years that several tribes have been living in peace, and their population has increased a lot.
The Ba people actually receive a lot of care, and Mother Ba knows it very well.
When she took over the patriarch's scepter from her dying mother, there were less than twenty people in the Ba tribe. But over the past twenty years, the population of the Ba tribe has doubled, and new babies are born every year. Although many of them died in infancy,
Although the population is small, the population is growing steadily.
Although the old patriarch was very dissatisfied with the witch and never returned to the Uzbek tribe until his death, after the news of his death was reported to the Uzbek tribe, the great witch still arranged for people to send a lot of supplies, and even went to the Ba tribe to hold a funeral in person to acknowledge her as the leader of the tribe.
As a result, the Ba people have become a confederate tribe of the Uzbek people again and are protected and cared for.
Therefore, although the Uzbek people are not very authentic, everyone still respects the wise old man in front of them very much.
The multigrain porridge was fragrant and piping hot, and Wu ate it happily accompanied by his mother.
Last time, the Uzbek people brought back some pottery, and also described in detail how the Ba people used earthen pots to cook food, use earthenware bowls to eat, and use earthenware cups to drink water.
Wu also verified according to the method mentioned, and it was indeed much more delicious than baked food. However, because he did not know the detailed cooking time and method, the cooked porridge was far inferior to the soft porridge made by women of the Ba tribe.
Delicious.
The food was delicious, but Wu was more concerned about Xu Chen's changes right now.
Just now, he was communicating with Muba alone. It is said that after Xu Chen was resurrected, he had great difficulties in speaking and communicating. He could not understand the tribesmen, and the tribesmen could not understand him. In order to communicate better,
The Ba people are now learning many new languages from Xu Chen.
Moreover, Xu Chen also created a strange symbol for all languages. He used these symbols to describe the things he did every day on the rock wall of the cave where he lived. He also taught a group of tribe children to learn these symbols called characters and calculate numbers every day.
number.
Wu was even more shocked by this news.
She had never heard of anyone being able to write down what they said in characters.
This was far beyond her imagination.
Although she would also draw some things from daily life on the cave walls, they were all the simplest graphics, not these strange symbols called characters.
She was very curious about the characters created by Xu Chen and wanted to visit the Ba people.
At the same time, she also believed that Xu Chen must have received help from the gods before he died and resurrected, and was guided by the gods to create these things and words to help the development of the tribe.
As a result, she became even more nervous and nervous at the same time.
Xu Chen's behavior this morning showed that he was very dissatisfied with the Uzbek people, so she had to properly appease the Ba people and not make them feel wronged and unfairly treated.
But how long can I live?
Have the gods really begun to abandon the Uzbek people?
With fear in her heart, Wu turned to look at Xu Chen, who was drinking hot water and chatting with several tribesmen. The young man also turned to show her a faint smile. Under the rising sunshine of late autumn, he looked harmless to humans and animals.