The leader of the green tribe was stunned again. He stood there in a daze, dumbfounded by the grand scene in front of him that he had never imagined.
In the fields in the distance, there were many people bending down and moving their arms constantly. As they moved, patches of weeds were being knocked down to the ground at an alarming speed.
There were also a few strong male primitive men who pushed something strange, put the harvested weeds on it, and pushed it away, towards the tribe.
They pushed so many weeds at once, more than three people could carry.
In front of this tribe with a high wall, there is an open space where the harvested weeds are piled up like a hill.
Even so, there are still people who continue to transport weeds here.
And around this tribe, there are still many unharvested weeds growing...
A group of people with the iconic green grass on their heads stood here, staring blankly at everything in front of them, feeling shocked and distracted by the large-scale collective farming of the Qingque tribe.
The leader of the Green Tribe looked at the large number of weed spikes, and then turned to look at the bundle of weed spikes on his shoulders. Even though he liked to take advantage of small things, a feeling of embarrassment could not help but rise up in him.
Covered deeply.
The ones he carried on his shoulders were not only small in number, but the ears produced by many of the weeds were also very small.
Because the salt in the tribe had been cut off for a while, and there were not many things left in the tribe, in order to collect enough things to exchange for more salt, he took the people of the tribe and gave them all the simple weeds scattered around the tribe.
Harvested.
Therefore, the quality of these weed spikes varies, and many of them are still green and not mature...
Looking at the one on the Qingque Tribe, and then looking at the one on his shoulder, the leader of the Green Tribe couldn't help but want to throw it away.
After all, he didn't do this because he still wanted to use these things to exchange for some salt for their tribe to eat.
He stood here for a while, then took a somewhat frail step and led the others in the tribe towards the tribe.
Han Cheng and the others also discovered the people from the Green Tribe, but they did not show much panic. After all, since the trade started and the Qingque Tribe became the trading center of several nearby tribes, everyone in the tribe had already reacted to the current situation.
I'm used to it.
However, for safety reasons, there were still some stronger people holding farm tools and gathering towards Han Cheng and the others.
Farm tools can not only be used to do work in the field, but can also be used to protect yourself, resist and fight against enemies when necessary.
Han Cheng smiled when he saw the leader of the Green Tribe who had come from afar. Accompanied by his senior brother, he sincerely shook hands with the leader of the Green Tribe.
It must be sincere. These two roads leading to the millet fields and the pigsty whose foundations have just been dug are still waiting for their help to build!
The leader of the Green Tribe, who did not know the truth, was so moved by the enthusiasm of the noble Han Da Shen Zi that he almost shed tears.
After all, the other party has such a high status, and when his tribe is so poor, he treats him more warmly and kindly than before. How can this not make him feel warm in his heart?
As the Qingque Tribe continues to develop and grow, the leader of the Green Tribe feels more and more insignificant that his own tribe is small, and he looks up to the Qingque Tribe in front of him more and more.
After a brief conversation, Han Cheng, who had long known the purpose of the Green Tribe's visit, asked the leader of the Green Tribe about the purpose of his visit through his senior brother.
The leader of the Green Tribe, seeing the friendliness of the Son of God, wanted to get free salt again.
He first told the son of God, who had grown much taller but was still very friendly, about the difficulties of their tribe.
This friendly Son of God looked sad after hearing what happened to their tribe, which moved the leader of the Green Tribe even more deeply.
Thinking that this could be done, he began to express his request after complaining.
As a result, the look of sadness on the face of this kind-hearted Son of God has not diminished at all, but he shakes his head very firmly.
Then with a long sigh, he began to tell the leader of the green tribe about the difficulties they had in obtaining salt.
Seeing that the request was rejected, the leader of the Green Tribe felt quite uncomfortable at first. After hearing this, he actually deeply felt the difficulty of this tribe and understood their behavior...
Han Cheng pulled out the bundle of good and bad millet that was hidden behind him by the leader of the Green Tribe. When the leader of the Green Tribe and everyone in the Green Tribe lowered their heads in embarrassment, he patted the bundle of millet with his hands and gave it to everyone with righteous words.
The senior brother told me that this sheaf of millet must be exchanged for salt.
Although the eldest brother was 'reluctant', he still nodded due to the power of the Son of God.
He immediately brought a salt shaker over, dug out three spoonfuls of salt with a spoon and put it into the empty salt shaker brought by the Green Tribe.
Then he pulled the sheaf of millet brought by the Green Tribe over with a look of disgust and placed it next to the pile of millet.
Compared with the millet carefully planted by the Qingque Tribe, the millet brought by the Green Tribe is even more ugly.
The leader of the green tribe knew that if the other party gave him three spoons of salt at once, it was already too much.
But the kind-hearted Son of God took the spoon from the tribal leader's hand, used the spoon to dig a full spoonful, and put it into their salt shaker before he stopped.
He and other members of the Green Tribe were extremely moved when they saw this scene. Some primitive women with rich emotions started crying on the spot...
The Green Tribe people left, full of emotion and half a jar of salt. When they left, many people turned around every step of the way.
Not only because in this tribe, they received excellent hospitality and had a free meal of salted food, but more importantly, they felt the kindness and sincerity of this tribe...
"Son of God, how long will it take for them to join our tribe?"
"It's almost time. There's nothing left in their tribe to exchange for salt... If it's quick, we don't have to wait until the snow falls, and at the slowest it won't be until the New Year..."
"Hey hey hey..."
The leader of the Green Tribe looked back with emotion, stood on the wall, waved to them and bid farewell to the two giants of the Qingque Tribe. What they said in his mouth were these words.
After hearing Han Cheng's reply, the senior brother couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Listening to the elder brother's somewhat vulgar smile, Han Cheng raised his eyebrows and suddenly black lines appeared on his face.
He looked at the senior brother up and down in a scrutinizing manner.
Isn't this guy plotting against the two spouses of the leader of the green tribe? Why is he smiling so obscenely...
