Over the years, Liang has tasted a lot of things, but this little fruit in front of him actually doesn't matter to him that much.
Even when he looked at this small fruit, he was still filled with some inexplicable excitement. This was the joy of encountering something that could make him move his mouth after trying nothing more.
However, this joy did not last long.
Liang put this small fruit into his mouth and chewed it slowly, once, twice...
Then the face, full of joy and expectation, slowly began to deform.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
After trying his best to endure it for a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, opened his mouth and began to vomit uncontrollably.
After vomiting, he quickly picked up the water bottle placed aside and filled his mouth with water, then rinsed his mouth.
After rinsing the bowl with a pot of water, my mouth still felt extremely uncomfortable, so I quickly ran to the tribe's water tank, scooped up water and continued to rinse my mouth.
At this time, Liang felt no excitement at all. On the contrary, he was still a little scared.
Because in his mind, there is always a dung scoop that has a strong smell and a strong visual impact, shaking.
This is obviously the shadow left behind after being poisoned by Liangcao before.
In order to prevent the excrement scoop from falling on his face, Liang was desperately gargling his mouth with water.
After a long time of this, the uncomfortable feeling in my mouth slowly disappeared.
Liang also felt that his tongue was his own tongue and his mouth was also his mouth.
You must know that not long ago, he felt that his tongue had become a little stiff.
Putting down the pottery bowl, Liang walked back to the place where the fruits were placed, looking at the small fruits wrapped in leaves, showing some lingering fear.
This seemingly inconspicuous little fruit is actually so sharp!
Just a small taste can make you feel so uncomfortable. If you eat more, wouldn't it be possible to kill someone?
But even though this was the case, he did not throw it away first like the women of that tribe.
Because the poisonous bright grass that poisoned him to the point of being stuffed with feces, after some miraculous manipulations by the Son of God, turned into a good medicine to cure diseases and save lives.
Nowadays, although eating this kind of small fruit in your mouth should make people feel uncomfortable, the toxicity is obviously not as toxic as Duliangcao.
Poisonous things like Duliangcao are useful, but this small fruit may also be of great use.
Of course, the great use Liang was thinking of was elsewhere, definitely not for eating.
He just ate just this one, and before he could swallow it, he already felt that his tongue and mouth were no longer his. If he had eaten too much, his life might really be gone.
Liang thought like this, wrapped these powerful seeds and placed them again, and placed them more tightly than before.
Of course, this was not because he wanted to steal the fruit, but to prevent the ignorant minors in the tribe from stealing the fruit and causing tragic things to happen if they accidentally ate it.
After years of gradual improvement in living conditions and the increasing number of things they are exposed to, many people in the Qingque tribe will unconsciously consider things more comprehensively when they think about things.
Just when Liang had hid these things and was about to pick them up again to see if there were any other new things, there was a faint sound of shouting from outside.
He stopped what he was doing, tilted his head and listened carefully for a while, and then jumped out like a child, as if his butt was burned by fire, and ran towards the gate in a hurry, not caring to look at this place anymore.
Something new.
By the time he ran to the gate, the outside of the tribe was already completely ebullient, and everyone was cheering and jumping, as if they were welcoming a warrior returning from victory.
Liang stood on tiptoe and looked there. For a moment among the many heads shaking, he saw the familiar face of Shen Zi, so Liang quickly rushed towards the place where many people gathered...
Xiao Wandou was crying. She had not seen Han Cheng, her father, for nearly two months, and she was already a little disappointed.
Now that Han Cheng was forcefully holding him in his arms and pricking his face with some hard stubble, he immediately started crying.
Han Cheng had no intention of letting go. He hugged his crying son and teased him for a while before letting go.
Looking at Xiao Wandou who was so amused that he cried, Han Cheng muttered in disgust.
This guy knows that crying with his mouth open is not okay.
It was hard enough for Xiao Wandou to meet such an unreliable father.
To deal with crying children, Han Cheng has many ways to calm them down.
There was no need to use anything as high-end as a rattle. Just a juicy peach picked from the road, which was red and juicy, had already coaxed the little peas.
"Damn it, I'll give it to you as delicious as my mother..."
Han Cheng looked at the little peas with tears on his face and was busy nibbling on the peach, muttering in disgust.
Han Cheng spent his first day back quietly in such a relatively leisurely time.
There is no need to elaborate on what kind of things can happen between two young and healthy couples at night.
This can be seen just from the way Han Cheng took a nap the next day and pressed his hands on his waist from time to time.
It was at this time that Mao came over.
Mao came to see Han Cheng now. Naturally, he had something to talk about.
It's not about the autumn harvest.
Everyone is concerned about the autumn harvest, so there is no need for him to talk too much.
What he was talking about was the people from the tribe he met in the transaction, who were planning to exchange the children of the tribe for salt.
At the time, Mao directly rejected this matter, but after thinking about it carefully later, he felt that it would be better to let the Son of God know about it.
Firstly, this is the first time such a situation has been encountered after trading for so long. Secondly, it reminds me that the Son of God has always attached great importance to population.
If the people of the tribe are willing to exchange stronger people for salt, it should be a good thing for the tribe.
After all, it doesn't take long for the people in the tribe to extract a jar of salt from a stone, but it takes a long, long time to raise a person from a child.
After hearing Mao's report, Han Cheng looked at Mao in surprise.
In the past, he only thought that Mao would lead the people of the Donkey tribe to establish the business of second-hand traders only because of an extremely accidental factor. Now it seems that this accident actually also contains some inevitability.
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Not to mention anything else, just from what he is talking about now, we can see that this person is very talented in matters such as trade...
