There is nothing too surprising about the food brought by the Bone Tribe. It contains meat, picked wild fruits and some roots. It can be said to be a combination of meat and vegetables.
They brought a lot of things, almost half more than what the Green Tribe brought, but they were not as generous as the Sheep Tribe.
After some bargaining, the Bone Tribe people exchanged the food they brought for a large clay jar, a clay pot, and twelve clay bowls.
After the transaction was completed, the people of the Bone Tribe did not leave, and the sky had completely darkened. Another reason was because of the persuasion from the senior brother to stay.
The Qingque Tribe, who had seemed a bit stingy when facing the Green Tribe, has now become generous and forthright again.
They had to cook food and entertain the tribes who came from afar.
The white mist reflects the red firelight, and the color becomes a bit gorgeous.
Just like adding salt to a soup that originally didn't have much flavor, it immediately became extra delicious.
The eldest brother held a spoon and looked at the leader of the Bone Tribe who looked at him with surprise and eagerness after drinking the soup with salt, and felt particularly comfortable.
He thought about what the Son of God had told him about this matter before, and while inviting the people of the Bone Tribe to eat soup, he picked up the jar of salt and showed it to the leader of the Bone Tribe with a mysterious and proud look on his face, as if he was a wealthy landowner.
The leader of the Bone Tribe carefully looked at the thing called "salt" in the jar, and he was looking forward to having everyone in the tribe eat salted food every day.
The pursuit of beautiful things is human nature, not to mention that salt can make food instantly taste many times more delicious. It is normal for the leader of the Bone Tribe to want salt just like the people of other tribes.
The leader of the Bone Tribe had a very complicated mood. On the one hand, he really wanted to own this magical thing, but on the other hand, he was worried that it would be extremely expensive.
Although the tribe has stored a lot of food this year, after exchanging pottery once, it will be difficult to have the energy to exchange food for salt.
At this time, the senior brother was as considerate as an extremely skilled salesperson.
He carefully recalled what the Son of God had said to him before, and then in his own way, he first emphasized the preciousness of salt to the leader of the Bone Tribe and its status in their Qingque Tribe.
After the leader of the Bone Tribe figured out what his senior brother meant, he showed a disappointed expression as if it was true.
Just when he put down the salt shaker in his hand with great reluctance, a smile appeared on the senior brother's face, and he started to express another meaning.
The general meaning is that the Bone Tribe and their tribe are neighboring tribes. There has been no conflict in these years, and their god son is an extremely generous person, so he can give salt to friendly tribes for free without charging anything.
food clouds.
After understanding what Eldest Brother meant, the leader of the Bone Tribe was in disbelief. Then he jumped up from the ground, hugged Eldest Brother tightly, and pressed his forehead against Eldest Brother's shoulder again and again.
The rest of the Bone Tribe people who received this news also became extremely excited, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the friendliness and generosity of the neighboring tribes.
The friendly tribe soon became not so friendly, because after eating and drinking and discussing the matter, the people of the Bone Tribe were invited to spend the night outside the courtyard.
Not allowing other tribes to spend the night in the Qingque Tribe's courtyard was something that Han Chengcheng was determined to implement during the Huanxi Meeting.
How can other people be allowed to snore on the side of the couch? Let other tribes rest inside the wall. The people of the Qingque tribe will also have trouble sleeping. At least Han Cheng will fantasize about being roasted and eaten by other tribes from time to time.
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It was dark, and it was impossible for the people of the Bone Tribe to travel overnight. This was an act seeking death.
They rested outside the wall of the Qingque tribe, because the wall was tall enough to block the wind blowing from the north. They stayed here and lit a fire, and it was not too cold.
Some people looked at the tall wall of the Qingque tribe and were very envious. They couldn't help but fantasize about when their tribe would also have such a high wall...
The people responsible for standing guard in the Qingque Tribe tonight have changed from two shifts to four shifts now. This was specially assigned by Han Cheng.
The time between two shifts of standing guard is too long, and people are prone to dozing off, but now the people of the Bone Tribe are staying outside the wall.
The wealth of one's own tribe can certainly make these people yearn for it, but no one can guarantee whether this yearning will mutate, from simple yearning to robbing...
Although most primitive people are simple and simple and don't have too many twists and turns, there is nothing wrong with being careful.
It was late at night, but Han Cheng didn't sleep. There was a small firelight flickering in the room, which reflected his face, making him look a little uncertain.
He was sitting on a wooden pillar, not far away was a nest specially built for General Fu, which was lined with dry grass.
Fu Jiang was very clean under Han Cheng's education. He never had diarrhea in the cave or room. Most of the time, he went to the toilet like the tribesmen. Of course, sometimes he would go to the deer pen where Uncle Deer and the others lived.
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So the nest is very quiet, and there is no particularly unpleasant smell...
Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing. This guy who was often so angry that he wanted to kick him when he was around him, now that he was gone, people couldn't help but miss him.
He calmed down and allowed himself to look away from General Fu's doghouse. After searching around the room for a while, his eyes fell on a wooden stick.
The wooden stick was placed on a wooden peg nailed to the wall, and two small bell-like silkworm cocoons hung on it. They were the mulberry branches that Han Cheng broke off from the mulberry tree and brought back.
Because of General Fu, this mulberry branch, which should have been taken seriously at all, was also ignored. Han Cheng put it here casually and ignored it.
At this time, Han Chenggong stood up, took it off the wall, and looked at it carefully with the light in his hand in order to divert his attention.
Use your fingers to flatten the empty cocoon and then prop it up again, repeating this process.
The right hand holding the branch felt a little rough. Han Cheng only thought it was a small bump on the mulberry branch. He didn't pay attention at first and just rubbed it gently with his hand.
After doing this for a while, I felt something strange again, because the little bump was not one, but a small piece connected together, and it felt a little smooth.
Han Cheng turned the branch over and moved his hand away, revealing the place where his fingers had just touched.
A small piece of small bumps about two square centimeters appeared in front of my eyes. These small black bumps looked smaller than rapeseeds and were tightly connected together, like dried snot firmly stuck to a tree stick.
Rapeseed on the table.
"These are...silkworm seeds?"
Han Cheng didn't react at first, and it took him a while to think about it.
