Chapter 202 The Poor Donkey Tribe and the Weaver Girl Surrounded by Animal Skins
After discussing the matter, before Han Cheng and others left, another tribe came, and it was the Donkey tribe that had never shown up.
Because the weather is relatively cold, the people of the Donkey Tribe look a little darker.
The senior brother has long been familiar with the matter of receiving foreign tribes. He took care of everything without Han Cheng having to explain.
The leader of the Donkey Tribe, who hugged the salt jar tightly and was unwilling to let go, left the Qingque Tribe with the tribe members holding three clay pots and several bowls. From time to time, he looked back at the majestic and wealthy dream-like tribe, which he has never seen until now.
I feel a little dizzy, and I still can't believe the success and harvest of this trip, as well as the generosity of the Qingque tribe.
How could such a precious thing be given to him for free? He couldn't help but pinch some snow-white salt.
Can you trade inedible fur for precious pottery?
He felt that his brain was somewhat insufficient.
But no matter what, this matter is beneficial to my tribe.
After drinking three large bowls of broth in a row, he felt warm and comfortable all over his body, which added another layer to his understanding of pottery.
At first, he was a little worried about exchanging food for pottery. He was afraid that without this food, the people in the tribe would suffer from hunger in the coming winter. Now that he has experienced the beauty of pottery again, he is finally completely relieved.
Come.
He confirmed that his behavior of exchanging food for pottery was correct.
With these pottery that can cook hot soup, even if there is less food, the people in my tribe will definitely live a better life than before...
Wu couldn't help but smile when he looked at the large amount of food piled up in the cave, his wrinkled face blooming like a chrysanthemum.
These foods were all exchanged for pottery since the beginning of autumn. In order to verify the effectiveness of the transaction, they were stored separately from the original foods of the Qingque tribe.
I have been choosing to eat some these days, but there is still so much left.
This is more than a quarter of the food stored by the Green Bird Tribe before winter in previous years!
And the quality of the food is higher than in previous years.
The presence of these foods once again allowed the witches and the people of the Qingque tribe to see the preciousness of pottery.
Hei Wa, who already loved making pottery, became even more motivated!
At first, I was still a little uneasy because I only made pottery and did not participate in other labors. Now this uneasiness is completely gone.
Because he found that making pottery seemed to be a better way to obtain food than hunting with weapons or fishing by the river.
Han Cheng was also looking at these foods, but he looked at them differently from Wu.
The degree of wealth and poverty among the four neighboring tribes can be seen from the food they exchanged.
What surprised Han Cheng the most was the Sheep Tribe. Originally, he thought that the Bone Tribe, which had the largest number of people and was the strongest, was the richest among the tribes. Until the Sheep Tribe carried fifteen large and small animals at once.
Come here sheep...
The Bone Tribe ranks second in terms of food exchange, the Green Tribe ranks third, and the Donkey Tribe ranks last.
Of course, if the Green Tribe and others can discover the value of the 'weed spikes' growing freely around their tribe and cultivate them artificially, it is not impossible to counterattack and become second, or even first.
Donkey tribe…
Han Cheng looked at the food they sent and couldn't help but shook his head. This tribe's ability to obtain food is not very strong.
Thinking like this, he suddenly laughed, because he suddenly thought about the reason why the donkey tribe's ability to obtain food is low...
After a lot of work, I felt hungry again. After lunch, Han Cheng, Senior Brother and his group set out again with weapons and embarked on the road to find the lucky general.
There are four fewer people leaving together this time, and among them is Second Senior Brother, the peashooter.
Including Tietou, Heiwa and the other four people left behind yesterday, there were eight people left in the tribe, Ding Zhuang, who was responsible for the defense.
With the addition of three cripples, four pot-bellied women, and a few half-grown children, the number of available combatants has reached nearly twenty.
With a wall as a support, it is enough to deal with danger.
The sky, which had been cloudy for most of the day, cleared up again in the afternoon. Some of the dazzling sunlight fell, making people feel better. It was as if the haze in the heart was dispersed by the sunshine like dark clouds in the sky...
The night sky is so clean that half a wisp of clouds cannot be seen, and the stars are twinkling and dotted among them. A jade belt-like galaxy runs across the night sky, tearing the boundless sky apart.
Han Cheng looked at it for a while, but couldn't identify which one was Altair and which one was Vega, so he randomly found a relatively close and bright star on the left and right sides of the Milky Way, and forcibly named them Altair.
, the name of the Weaver Girl.
Then I recalled the strong opening statement of "I will give you my clothes back, and you will be my wife" until the Queen Mother pulled out her hairpin and cut it across the sky to separate the pair of men who farmed and weaved, and then they met on the Magpie Bridge on the Chinese Valentine's Day.
, I was randomly moved in my heart.
Just when he was too moved, a sudden thought made Han Cheng's face stiffen.
He thought for a while with a strange expression, and then ended his thoughts with a chuckle.
Han Cheng's idea was actually very simple. He suddenly remembered the time conversion unit of one year in the sky, one day on earth, and one year on earth.
In this way, wouldn't Zhinu be able to meet the Cowherd every day? It would be a hardship for the Cowherd.
Now that I think about it, it is understandable that Altair is not as bright as Vega...
"Why is the Son of God laughing?"
Shitou, who was squatting aside and looking up at the stars with Han Cheng, asked.
Shitou was about the same height as Han Cheng before, but his height has grown dramatically in the past six months, surpassing Han Cheng by at least three centimeters. I don't know if it's because he often drinks deer milk.
It didn't seem right. Han Cheng also drank deer milk every day, and drank more than a stone. This discovery made Han Cheng once again wonder whether he had been struck by lightning and stopped growing...
Han Cheng thought for a moment and then told Tietou the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
Of course, the story has been slightly changed.
The Cowherd turned into a not very strong man. His tribe was broken up by the evil tribe and he wandered into the wilderness. He met Lao Niu in the wild and became a primitive man with whom he depended on each other for life.
The Weaver Girl was a very beautiful primitive woman from the evil tribe, and the Queen Mother transformed into a witch of the evil tribe.
During the listening process, Shi Shi, who likes to think, would ask some questions from time to time.
For example, is Weaver Girl more beautiful than Zhuang?
Han Cheng recalled the graceful appearance of Weaver Girl with fluttering clothes, and then imagined that he was stronger than ordinary men. His face twitched, and he said sorry to Weaver Girl in his heart, and then nodded vigorously in Shitou's expectant eyes.
The stone immediately became happy, so the Weaver Girl naturally turned into a beauty who was eight feet tall and eight feet tall, wearing animal skins...
“So beautiful!”
At some point, a lot of people gathered around her. After receiving Han Cheng's affirmative answer, everyone couldn't help but express their sincere admiration for the beauty of Weaver Girl.