Since Bai Xuemei became pregnant with Han Cheng's child, she has become a little lazy and sleeps well at night.
After Han Cheng lay down again, he leaned against Han Cheng, held one of Han Cheng's arms in his arms, and fell asleep again after a while.
When Han Cheng saw Bai Xuemei sleeping, he reached out his hand again and patted his forehead gently.
The tribe has not found any metal mines so far, which is not a bad thing at all. I actually forgot about the role of the caravan in this regard!
When trading with other tribes, I only wanted the furs, but I never connected the ore matter with it.
Why didn't I think of using salt and pottery to exchange ores with other tribes?
It doesn't matter if those tribes don't know the ore, just let them exchange it for stones.
After the stones obtained in exchange are brought back by the caravan, you can see if there are any ores in them...
This sudden thought instantly broke the tangle in Han Cheng's heart.
Using a caravan to do this is much better than taking people out to search directly.
Not only can the danger be minimized, but it is also more efficient than taking people out to search.
After all, judging from Mao's transactions with other tribes in the past few years, there are still a lot of scattered tribes on this land. After mobilizing these tribes, the efficiency will naturally be higher than if he directly leads people out to search for them.
Moreover, those tribesmen are more familiar with the environment around the tribe than strangers like them, and can discover things better.
At the same time, these tribes are widely distributed, and if they bloom in many places, the possibility of harvesting will be greater.
As for the Qingque tribe's contribution, it was just pottery and salt that had become extremely common in their tribe.
The manpower saved alone is more than enough to make the pottery and salt exchanged.
Moreover, it is not only metal mines that can be solved by this method, new crops, and large livestock can also be tried to be solved by this method.
It's just that when trading, various seeds and cubs of wild beasts are added.
It is foreseeable that after such a trading method is proposed, the tribes who have done transactions with them will be very happy.
Because with the continuous plundering of trade in the past few years, there are not many furs stored in the surrounding small tribes.
Moreover, for various tribes, furs are not useless. At least they must ensure that the tribesmen have something to wear before they can trade the rest.
Under such circumstances, they suddenly learned that in addition to furs, ubiquitous stones and seeds could be exchanged for precious pottery and salt. How could they be unhappy?
As for the beast cubs, there is not much meat in these things, and there is not much pressure to exchange them.
Of course, in order to avoid a lot of useless stones and other things in the tribe, there must be regulations on exchange.
That means things have been exchanged and cannot appear again.
After all the common stones, those kinds of stones, have been exchanged, you have to go out of your way to find those stones that have not been traded before.
Seeds and beast cubs are similar.
"Ha ha……"
Although as a descendant, it was quite embarrassing to think of these things belatedly at this time, but after feeling regretful for a while, Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Who brought him to such an era?
Although I was a bit of an afterthought, for the people in the tribe, it was still very avant-garde.
When he told this matter, Han Cheng could have imagined the reaction of Wu and others.
Well, after living in primitive society for a period of time, this guy also started to become shameless and shameless.
He thought about it in his mind for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became. So he was so excited that he tossed and turned in bed for a long time before finally falling asleep.
The strong oxen pulled the plow through the fields, turning up waves of mud behind them.
The whips tied with red tassels exploded in the air, mixing with the shouts of farmers and the braying of cattle, echoing in the fields.
The yellow millet and blood-red sorghum lowered their heads together.
The rice in the paddy fields is not to be outdone, exuding a delicate fragrance.
In the bean field under the sun, there were crisp and clear scorching sounds from time to time, and round beans rolled out of the pods...
The blessed general, who is becoming more and more like a dog, brings more and more descendants and howls.
In the distance, there were men with bronze spears and long bows on their backs, galloping towards them on war horses.
A blood-stained human head hangs under the horse's neck, and a large flag with a black background and red edges embroidered with a green bird rattles in the wind.
But...when did the witch become so old and strong?
A large city with a blue bird plaque on it stands there like a hill, with a moat surrounding it, and ducks with green feathers and geese with red heads swimming in the river.
There is a fleet of ships moored in the distance, and people are busy coming and going, carrying baskets of goods back and forth...
When I woke up in the morning, my mind was confused and a ball of mush.
Lying on the kang and looking at the roof, thinking back to the intricate fragments of last night, and then looking at the pregnant woman lying next to him, Han Cheng was quickly brought back to reality.
A dream is just a dream after all. I don’t know how far we still have to go before the scenes that appear in the dream can appear.
But what the heck!
To live a comfortable life, just take good care of the people around you.
As for how far it can develop, there is no need to pursue it too deliberately.
Doing what needs to be done first and taking it step by step is the most important thing.
After lying on Bai Xuemei's belly and listening for a while, Han Cheng got up.
After washing myself with warm water and being chilled by the still cool air, I immediately felt much more energetic.
I wiggled my butt and shook my waist. I ate a salted egg with two bowls of golden and sticky millet porridge. I felt warm and comfortable in my stomach.
Mao carried a bone shovel and walked out with the others who had had breakfast.
After a few months, he gradually adapted to and liked this kind of life.
But before he could walk out of the courtyard, he was stopped.
Looking back, I saw that it was the noble and wise Son of God.
Mao didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly turned back. He didn't know what the Son of God wanted to do with him.
But looking at the smiling face of Shenzi, it shouldn't be a bad thing.
Han Cheng took Mao aside, smiled and told Mao that he should continue to take people out for trading.
Mao, who understood Han Cheng's meaning, was a little dazed for a moment. He didn't expect that the Son of God called him over for this matter.
