The light mist in the early morning had not completely dissipated, but several explosions were heard in the Qingque Tribe.
This is the unwilling wail of the completely withered bamboo in the burning pile of flames.
"start!"
Han Cheng, holding a bone shovel, dug out the first piece of soil and shouted at the top of his lungs to everyone.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers that sounded from time to time, his voice actually seemed a bit mysterious or solemn.
Following his order, everyone who was ready immediately took action against the quiet land.
Stone shovels and bone shovels danced one after another, and the ground that had been planned by ropes quickly became unrecognizable.
Han Cheng, who dug the first bone shovel, after working for a while, took the bone shovel and quit the work. He changed from a worker to a person watching others work.
Compared with when Han Cheng first arrived here, the Qingque tribe now has many more rules.
Most of this was guided by him on his own initiative, without being too deliberate, and everything seemed to fall into place naturally.
During this step-by-step process, the people of the Qingque tribe did not feel anything wrong, but felt that this was the way it should be.
For example, what just happened was that Han Cheng, the Son of God, broke ground when building a house. This was also a ritual-like thing extended by Han Cheng.
Many times, things like this seem very ordinary, but in fact, after a long time, they play a huge role.
To put it bluntly, this is a way for him to strengthen and maintain his position.
Wu, who carries a rabbit around in his arms, is mostly cheerful as long as Han Cheng and his senior brother are around.
Smile, ten years is less. Although this sentence is not particularly accurate, Wu does look younger than before, and his whole person is in good spirits.
Of course he was happy, because after the arrival of the Son of God, everything in the tribe was changing at a speed that he had never dared to imagine before, and it was getting further and further on the road to prosperity.
Facing the tribe that is getting better and better, he is naturally in a good mood.
As for some of the methods adopted by the Son of God, he noticed some of them, but he never thought there was anything wrong with them.
This old primitive man who only cares about the tribe has no intention of fighting for power. In his opinion, the Son of God should be treated like this.
While Wu was holding the rabbit and looking at the green brick wall that had laid the foundation and was some distance above the ground with a smile, the leader of the green tribe looked frowning.
He squatted on the stone, looking at the empty salt shaker, his whole body was weak.
The salt shaker is cleaner than his face.
This is nonsense. It has been rinsed with water three times. It would be strange if it was not clean.
But even so, after a while, the leader of the green tribe poured some water into it again and rinsed it for the fourth time.
He held the salt shaker and shook it carefully. After a while, he carefully poured a little water into the bowl. After stirring, he couldn't wait to take a sip.
However, the soup was no different from before, and there was no taste of salt at all.
The leader of the Green Tribe let out a long sigh of regret and reluctantly finished the food in his hands.
He raised his head and looked at the other people in the tribe. Like him, they all didn't seem to have much appetite.
After eating salt unscrupulously for more than two years, it is really painful for them to go back to the days without salt.
It’s not just the stomach and intestines that suffer, but also their bodies. Many people feel that they don’t have the strength and energy they used to have.
They are not fools. Thinking about how they became stronger after eating salt for a period of time before, and then thinking about their current state, they can naturally understand that this is because they did not eat salt.
As Han Cheng had expected before, many people who are used to being energetic and vigorous after eating salt would find it unbearable for them to return to their previous state of being hollowed out.
"￥#%!@!"
Finally, someone in the tribe couldn't bear it anymore and began to speak, asking their leader to go to the wealthy tribe to exchange for some salt to eat back.
“￥34@!”
Someone followed suit.
Although the others did not speak, they all looked at the leader expectantly.
The leader of the Green Tribe also wanted to exchange, but he still couldn't make up his mind after thinking of the not too many animal skins and other foods in the tribe.
"￥%3..."
He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva to appease everyone...
The leader of the green tribe walked out of the cave and walked slowly around the tribe. His eyes searched the grass and fell on the kind of weeds that can produce many spikes of grass.
This was not the first time he had seen this kind of weed. After learning that this kind of weed could be exchanged for things in that tribe, he began to pay attention to these inconspicuous weeds.
Especially after the wealthy tribe announced that salt would no longer be provided for free, his behavior of visiting this weed became more frequent.
In the past, there were a lot of weeds like this around the tribe, but in the past two years, the number has begun to decrease sharply.
This year, it is even more pitiful, not even half of last year’s.
Seeing the dwindling number of weeds and the fact that they did not produce weed spikes, the leader of the Green Tribe felt very uncomfortable.
My tribe has been deprived of salt for several days, why are these weeds still not producing ears?
Not only do they not produce ears, but they don’t even grow in length. It looks like this today, and it will still look like this tomorrow.
This is really enough to make people anxious.
With this thought in his mind, the green tribe leader's hand involuntarily fell on a weed.
Why can't I grow taller?
Feeling anxious, he couldn't help but lift up the weed in his hand.
It had just rained in the past two days and the soil was relatively moist, so he managed to pull the weeds loose without using too much force.
The leader of the Green Tribe felt the feeling coming from his hand. He looked down and suddenly discovered to his surprise that the weeds that had never grown tall had suddenly grown much taller after he touched them.
The leader of the green tribe, who was trapped in salt and eager to exchange weeds for salt, stared at the tree that had grown so many weeds at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help laughing.
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He came to another wild grass, bent down, and lifted it up using the same technique. The wild vegetable immediately grew taller...
The sun was gradually setting in the west, and the leader of the green tribe, who was tired and had some back pain, looked at the obviously taller weeds swaying in the evening wind. He couldn't help but smile, and praised himself for his wit.
Such a good method can make yourself think that you are really too smart!
"￥%3#2!"
When he returned to the cave, he beat his chest and announced to everyone the good news that soon they would be able to exchange weeds for salt...
