Chapter 993 One salted duck egg per person (two in one)
"Mao, you are smarter than the donkeys in the tribe!"
Han Cheng said sincerely
Han Cheng was indeed very happy.
What makes me happy is not the slaves from non-tribes that Mao brought back this time, but the method Mao took to deal with the sudden incident.
Even if he personally leads the team, when encountering such an emergency, these are basically the measures he can take, except that he will be more perfect in some details than Mao.
Mao's behavior has a strong style that comes from him, the Son of God.
This was certainly not the reason why he was so happy.
What made him so happy was that he saw the growth of the people in his tribe, and another person who could stand alone appeared in the tribe where he lived.
Han Cheng was not shy about praising the people and things he admired.
At the beginning, Han Cheng was not like this.
But after living in the Qingque tribe for a period of time, Han Cheng discovered that doing subtle things simply didn't work in this tribe and in this era.
So when he encounters people or things that he admires, he directly chooses to speak out and give very straightforward praise.
The effect of this is excellent. Those who are praised by him will become as if they have been given blood within a period of time.
Some people who have not been praised by him also really want to be praised or recognized by him.
They will choose to work hard at things.
Thus forming a virtuous cycle.
In this process, Han Cheng did not contribute much of substance.
All that was given was just some compliments that could be spoken with open mouth.
For him, this can be said to be a very relaxed and casual thing.
After receiving the loud praise from the Son of God, who patted his shoulders, I felt a little uneasy in my heart. The uneasiness in my heart disappeared all of a sudden, and a very bright smile appeared on my face.
After Mao told the story about this trip and Han Cheng had a more detailed understanding of these things, he then needed to make arrangements and deal with the non-tribal prisoners brought back by Mao and the others.
The captives who were not from the tribe were already stunned.
They had never thought that in the land they lived in, such a group of people actually lived with such a scene!
There are so many of them! It’s unimaginable!
The non-tribal people who originally thought that their tribe had a very large number of people, only then realized that the number of people in their tribe was really nothing compared to this tribe named Qingque!
The caves they live in are also so strange and huge.
It's simply unimaginable.
Especially after seeing those people holding some strange tools and working beside the huge and weird cave that had not been built, the non-tribal people were even more shocked and couldn't say a word!
Because everything they saw before them revealed a fact that they couldn't believe or imagine.
The fact is that these huge and strange caves owned by the mysterious Qingque tribe did not appear here by themselves, but were built by them themselves!
Such a discovery, how could they not be surprised and dumbfounded!
This is a cave that looks like a hill!
The people of this tribe actually built it like this!
With extremely shocked mood, these non-tribal captives, who had a stronger reaction than Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden, were led by the Qingque tribe people to Jinguan City, which was being built by the Qingque tribe.
These prisoners behaved very obediently.
Even the strong and beautiful primitive woman who was pulled over by Xiong Youer, shirtless, became quiet and submissive at this time.
One is because, those of them who dared to resist, almost one of them died in the two previous battles.
Secondly, the overwhelming combat power displayed by the Qingque tribe in two consecutive battles made them frightened.
The third thing is that after the battle, the people of the Qingque tribe did not treat them blindly with cruelty, but adopted some gentle methods, allowing them to see hope and feel some peace of mind.
The fourth is that after arriving at Jinguan City of the Qingque Tribe, I saw these things that were far beyond what I imagined and were extremely shocking.
The Qingque tribe had already experienced how to arrange these defeated prisoners many times, and they were very proficient in doing so. Han Cheng didn't need to worry about it at all.
In addition, a large number of people in the Qingque Alliance joined the Qingque Tribe and became citizens of the Qingque Tribe. As a result, the number of citizens in the Qingque Tribe at this time far exceeded the number of slaves, so there was no need to worry about such a small number of slaves.
What kind of bad impact will the joining of Jinguan City have?
Just make them all slaves.
The adult captives from non-tribes who were brought back by the Traders quickly realized their dreams and successfully joined the team. They used strange tools to build buildings that could inspire infinite admiration just by looking at them.
Among the ranks among the great caves of rest of emotions.
For being able to participate in such work and carry out such unimaginable great things, these non-tribal slaves who were transformed from captives have no complaints.
On the contrary, many of them felt particularly honored about this matter.
They couldn't believe that they, who wanted to attack the Qingque Tribe but were defeated by a small group of people from the Qingque Tribe, and then all had their hands and feet tied up with ropes and brought back to the Qingque Tribe, could actually participate in such an event.
Among the extremely great things!
Even the non-acting leader of the tribe who was very loyal to their tribe before but was stepped on many times and almost died in the tribe's cave still had the same thoughts at this moment.
They became slaves and were separated, armed with strange tools, and under the guidance and supervision of everyone in the Qingque tribe, they participated in such a great project with excitement and glory.
Of course, these are just the thoughts and feelings of non-tribal slaves when they took the assigned tools and participated in this great project.
Time passed quietly amidst the novelty and glorious mood of the non-tribal people, and with the sound of cicadas chirping, three days passed.
On the outer wall of Jinguan City, which was being built, the acting leader of the original non-tribe held a thick piece of wood in his hands and slammed down the soil that was brought up and dumped on the plywood of the wall.
The scorching sunlight shines down and shines on people's bodies, burning them.
Sweat flowed down his bare spine like rain.
There were some blood stains on the wooden handle he was holding.
This is the blood blisters on his palms that have rotted away.
Although he had been bandaged with something that looked a little strange and was called "cloth" by the people of the Qingque tribe, his hands were still in severe pain as he held the wood and continued to smash it down endlessly.
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It's simply unbearable.
In addition to the pain in his palms, his whole body was also very tired, and he felt that all the strength in his body had been squeezed out.
He had never done such work before, and now he was tortured to death by this completely different way of working.
Not only him, most of the other slaves from non-tribes also felt the same way.
By this time, the novelty, excitement, and glory of just participating in this great thing had basically disappeared.
All that's left is suffering.
If they hadn't been unable to help themselves at this time, many of them would not have been able to hold on.
In the past, they only felt that the kind of life they lived was already very hard.
Now that they came here and did some such work with the Qingque tribe, they discovered that the things they thought were hard in the past could not be compared with the Qingque tribe's work at all.
In the gap between the rammed earth, the acting leader turned his head and looked around.
There is still a busy scene all around, with countless people from the Qingque tribe coming and going here, handling a variety of different tools, and working together to build this seemingly great cave.
There was also sweat falling off their bodies, and they were also doing heavy work.
But there was no suffering or sorrow on their faces.
On the contrary, many of them seemed to be very energetic and enjoying such things.
If he were not doing the same thing and feeling miserable, the acting leader would almost believe that doing such a thing is not tiring at all, but can bring great enjoyment to people.
This is also what the non-tribal acting leaders find most puzzling.
Why is it that when it is obviously the same thing, I feel extremely painful while waiting for others to do it, and I just want to end this suffering as soon as possible, but the people of the Qingque tribe are able to ignore the pain and do it one by one with full energy.
matter.
It seems as if you can't feel the fatigue involved.
After watching the rest of the Qingque tribe working for a while, the acting leader of the non-tribe once again raised the wood in his hand and continued ramming the soil.
His palms still hurt, his whole body still didn't have much strength, and he still couldn't look like a member of the Qingque tribe...
Such doubts are not only shared by the acting leaders of the non-tribes, but also by the rest of the non-tribes...
After a month has passed.
The acting leader of the non-tribe stood on the ground, raising his head and looking at the high, mountain-like wall.
Thick calluses had formed on his hands, and his whole body was quite dark.
His hair has become shorter and he has lost a lot of weight, but he looks much stronger.
Without the caution and fear that he had when he arrived, he seemed much more calm.
At this moment, he looked up at the high wall and felt a strong sense of accomplishment in his heart.
In this way, they built a wall that was unimaginable before.
And he also put in a lot of work in the process and participated in this great project.
Whenever he thinks of these, the acting leader of the original tribe feels extremely proud and proud.
This kind of pride and sense of accomplishment was something he had never experienced before when he was in the tribe.
Moreover, the sense of accomplishment at this time made him ignore the suffering he had endured before.
After he stood here and watched for a while, he took the initiative to carry the tools and went to the other half-built wall without being urged by the people of the Qingque tribe.
With great enthusiasm, I participated in the construction of the other wall.
It was also at this time that the acting leader, who was not a tribe, finally understood why the people of the Qingque tribe did not feel tired despite such busy work when building these walls!
This is not because they don't feel tired, but because compared with the sense of accomplishment they can get after building such a large-scale wall, these busy labors can easily be ignored!
When people live in this world, they always have to have some energy and do something that makes them feel a sense of accomplishment.
This is often the case. The more a person can find a sense of accomplishment in what he is doing, the more he wants to do it, and the greater success he will achieve.
vice versa.
When a person becomes decadent, he or she will feel that life has lost a lot of color, nothing can be done, and there is no energy to do anything. It becomes more and more decadent, and life becomes less and less glorious, eventually leading to darkness.
Moreover, in this decadent process, people can't live a leisurely life at all.
The ever-present suffering in your heart is enough to make you feel uncomfortable all over, and you won't be able to enjoy even a moment of peace...
The members of the trade team have returned from a distant place and have made such great contributions, so a reward is indispensable.
However, the current situation is special and food is tight, so it is impossible to give rewards in a big way.
In the evening, Han Cheng personally washed thirty green duck eggs and put them in a jar, wrapped them in wet plant ash with salt, and gave them to the members of the trade team, one egg per person.
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High and low, up and down, length...etc., these things are all obtained through comparison.
In the past, a reward like a salted duck egg for each person would have been nothing.
But now that food is in short supply and the rest of the tribe has no time to eat salted duck eggs, after such a comparison, salted duck eggs suddenly become precious.
Those who were rewarded felt that their faces were bright and they felt very honored.
Many people in the trading team did not eat the salted duck eggs that the Son of God rewarded them with.
Instead, he chose to cut it with a knife, cutting it into wedges like a watermelon, and then shared it with the rest of the tribe.
This feeling of inviting others to eat the rewards you have received is more satisfying than enjoying it alone.
Many times, what people are fighting for is just one flavor. As long as friendship is there, the rest can be ignored...
