Chapter 547 The Surprised Leader of the Huangguo Tribe and the Visiting Fire Tribe
Short hair, dark skin, neat clothes, a deer carrying a package, a wolf with a rope...
When he saw this, a smile immediately appeared on Huang Guo's face, and some of the nervousness that had just arisen from hearing the noise turned into joy.
It's that tribe!
The tribe that left not long ago came again with precious things!
Huang Guo and several other people who discovered the arrival of the Qingque tribe greeted them happily, even more excited than welcoming the leader who returned from hunting...
The leader of the Huangguo tribe returned with hunting personnel and prey.
They had a good harvest today, so they were in a good mood.
When he returned to the tribe and saw the people of the tribe waiting outside the cave, his already good mood became even more joyful.
Because he got another piece of news from the people of this tribe that made him extremely unexpected and happy - the people of this tribe were willing to use half a jar of salt to sell the not-so-palatable food that their tribe had accumulated.
Replace them all.
The generous behavior of the Qingque tribe's caravan made the leader of the Huangguo tribe blush.
He felt that the unpalatable fruits in his tribe were not worth so much salt.
After hesitating for a while, he still told Shang Youmao that this kind of food tasted bad and made his stomach easily uncomfortable after eating it.
After saying that, I looked at Shang and Mao nervously.
He felt that after learning about the shortcomings of this fruit, people in this tribe would definitely not produce so much salt anymore.
Even if it is not exchanged directly for salt, it is possible.
However, what surprised him was that after hearing what he said, the two people had no intention of going back on their words.
Instead, they dug out two more spoons of table salt and gave it to themselves, and also said that if there were still such fruits, they would exchange them with table salt when the time comes.
This surprised the leader of the Huangguo tribe and at the same time, he was also enveloped in deep joy.
I was moved by the generous behavior of this tribe who came from afar.
The primitive people expressed their welcome in a very direct way. After carrying out all the fruits stored in the cave and giving them to the Qingque Tribe's caravan, the leader of the Huangguo Tribe gave them to the new ones that they had hunted today.
The prey that arrived was taken out.
Part of it was roasted on the fire, and part of it was boiled in clay pots to entertain the generous Qingque tribe caravan.
Shang and Mao, after understanding the meaning of the leader of the Huangguo tribe, also began to take food out and put it together with the food of the Huangguo tribe, so that the people of the two tribes ate together.
The joy of getting so many soybeans made Mao, a somewhat humble person, become extremely generous.
He took out two of the few cans carried by the caravan, poured a bowl for the leader of the Huangguo tribe, and distributed the rest to the minors of the Huangguo tribe.
The leader of the Huangguo tribe was holding a piece of cooked peach with his hand, his face full of surprise.
Now the peach blossoms have just begun to bloom. The peaches are only as big as the belly of a little finger and are still a long way from ripening. The people of this tribe actually took out ripe peaches?
This... how did they do it?
The leader of the Huangguo tribe became increasingly confused about the Qingque tribe, and felt extremely mysterious about the Qingque tribe's caravan.
When he took a bite of the juicy peach and drank a mouthful of soup, his surprise became even greater.
This wonderful taste is more fascinating than eating peaches directly.
Those minors who had eaten this kind of food for the first time and tasted this wonderful taste were salivating and squinting their eyes one by one. They wanted to eat more but were reluctant to part with it. They tasted this intoxicating food with great treasure.
smell.
Some minors secretly looked at the Qingque tribe's caravan, full of yearning. People from this tribe can always bring excellent things...
After a dinner that was extremely sumptuous for Huang Guo's tribe, under the reflection of the flames, the people from the Huangguo tribe began to roll on the ground hugging the people from the Qingque tribe's caravan...
The warm sunshine was shining down, and the rapeseed flowers began to wither. On the edge of a large rapeseed field, close to the wall, there was a piece of land specially opened up, and a miscellaneous seedling of unknown nature protruded from it.
Shang, Han Cheng did not follow Wu's suggestion to feed all kinds of strange seeds that they brought back to pigs, chickens or geese. If he really did that, it would be too much of a waste.
Han Cheng scattered them on the ground.
If he just looked at the seeds, he wouldn't be able to recognize many things, but when the seeds sprouted and grew, things would be different.
In time, there will be more ways to identify them and confirm their types and uses.
I hope you can find surprises inside when the time comes.
Han Cheng thought so in his heart.
Bai Xuemei, whose bulging belly could be seen even in her clothes, was beside him, looking at the spring-filled wilderness together.
The clingy chickens were happily wandering around, and sometimes they would jump up and peck out some flower petals to eat.
The two of them watched here for a while, then walked to the mulberry tree. The basket of spring silkworms raised in the yard was almost out of mulberry leaves, so they needed to pick some back.
Han Cheng was holding the rafter head in one hand and Bai Xuemei in the other. Behind him was a chirping little chicken chasing after him with its tiny legs. There was also Fu Jiang, the loyal dogleg and his descendants. It could be said that they were a mighty army.
The army is in turmoil.
The mulberry leaves have spread out, but they are still tender and very comfortable to the touch.
When Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei picked half of the tangerine heads, they saw movement in the tribe from a distance, and many people gathered together.
Han Cheng immediately had a sudden thought in his heart. Could it be that the slaves in the tribe had raised their flag to rebel?
Then I looked farther away and saw more slaves still working hard to cultivate the wasteland. It didn't look like a rebellion.
He was thinking with some vigilance. After a while, a person came running quickly from the tribe. Han Cheng looked at this person with a slight frown...
People from the Fire Tribe are coming?
After hearing this unexpected and reasonable news, Han Cheng's slightly raised heart finally relaxed.
Then he smiled to himself. Sure enough, after becoming a slave owner, he was a little worried about ghosts knocking on the door.
After picking some more mulberry leaves, he took Bai Xuemei and a group of followers to the courtyard.
Bai Xuemei felt that the little chicken's two short legs were running too hard, so she put it in the head of the rafter.
Huosong and several other people from the Fire Tribe, who had come from afar, looked at everything that appeared in front of them and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
This tribe is so amazing!
I always thought that what I had seen before was the ultimate, but every time it came, it gave people a new impact, and the impact became more intense each time.
