I really don't want to be a system

Chen Chao led the way with the little old man, the brown witch, and the fat old man with horns on his head, while Qu, Li Nong and the others followed behind with their wind-powered unicycles. with a pig.

As for those who didn't drive the pigs and didn't push the carts, they walked on the left and right sides with weapons, and Cao A and Cao B each led a team.

A group of people set off towards the next tribe in a mighty way~

Since the fat old man Lu knew each other, there was no need to deliberately find the way. Just as there was still some time on the road, Chao Chen announced that the second language learning seminar between the Tianyuan Tribe and the Jie Tribe was officially launched.

Due to the different needs of the fat old man, this study and seminar is mainly aimed at the trading part, mainly focusing on trading items such as "clay pots, pottery bowls, Mawozi straw sandals, rattan baskets, straw baskets, straw sandals, wind-powered unicycles" .

And these, in addition to "pottery pots and pottery bowls" can be translated into "&%..., # (friendly translation: big stone basin)" and "@%..., # (friendly translation: small stone basin)" of Jie tribe, there are several other There is no assigned pronunciation in the ring tribe.

Because these things had never appeared in Jie Tribe before, the pronunciation of these items in Jie Tribe is directly "transliterated" from Chen Chao and others.

With a certain "foundation", the teaching on trading items was very easy this time, and Chao Chen quickly upgraded the teaching content to "an adult man, an adult woman, a black pig/flower pig" and other words.

The little old man with the ram's horn even launched a "show off" teaching, forcibly using numbers from 1-30 to turn the proud fat old man into a creamy eggplant.

If it is just teaching counting, it is not enough to cause any lethality to the fat old man.

What is really lethal is that the little old man with the goat's horn starts counting from the number of people to the car, and then counts from the car to the clay pot on top.

Then count from the clay pot to the black pig/flower pig, and finally, while the fat old man has understood the pronunciation of all traded items and the meaning behind the pronunciation.

Let’s start with an example: one clay pot can change three people, two clay pots can change six people... ten clay pots can change thirty people.

When the little old man with the ram's horn gave an example of one clay pot and two clay pots, the fat old man still looked disdainful.

By the time of the fifth clay pot... the ninth clay pot, and the tenth one, the fat old man was completely shocked by the content behind it!

It's not that he really understands the meaning of these numbers, but how does this dry and skinny old man know the exchange amount of more than two clay pots?
Forget it!
How on earth did he remember it?
The fat old man was messed up in the wind...

He was shocked that the other party knew and remembered the number of transactions above a single item.Not only that, but the other party knew much more than what he thought the most!

At this moment, he made up his mind that he must learn this method of counting.

He has a hunch that whether he can learn this will determine whether he can take the initiative when he goes to the tribe to trade in the future!
But a certain little old man with a goat's horn didn't intend to let him go at all, but struck while the iron was hot, and said again the exchange data of the river beast harvester-vine basket~~
The fat old man is in a hurry, you want to teach, at least speak slowly, right?

Does this sound like a jingle?Why, these words are burning in your mouth?
He didn't really understand it at all, but he really felt and reassured that this was exactly what he needed to learn!

The little old man who just successfully pressed the fat old man to the ground and rubbed him, flicked his alpaca cloak, stepped on the golden sunlight on the ground, and faced the cold wind, and took steps that no relatives would recognize~

demo~

Do you know who I am?

Don't go to the Tianyuan tribe to inquire about it!
I am the Tianyuan Tribe, full-time class, monitor, the largest number of little black flowers, the head of the logistics department, Tianwu!

you?How many new animal skins do you want to compare with me?
If you have the guts, you can count and talk to me~
In our tribe, apart from Chen Chao, no one is more powerful than my uncle!
You know, I count the rabbits in a house in our tribe and the animal skins in a kang every day~~
As you probably know, I used to count to 20 myself when no one taught me!

Do you know what this is called?God!Fu!different!Reward! !
Looking at the sluggish fat old man next to him, Super Chen patted the fat old man's shoulder while the little old man fluttering in the wind was not paying attention, and comforted him, "You have learned very quickly, and you can get so many things to trade in half a day today. Remember the item, it is a great thing~
Learning to count is just incidental. If you can't learn it today, you can learn it tomorrow. "

The fat old man squeezed out a smiling face that was uglier than crying, then leaned the black wooden crutches on his body, stretched out his ten fingers towards Chen Chao, and said aggrievedly, "No...will..."

Super Chen was a little dumbfounded, it seems that this fat old man still fell in love with Shushu~~

It's just that a certain little old man spoke too fast just now, and he probably memorized the numbers from 1-30 before he had time to memorize them.

So Chen Chao had no choice but to teach from "1" to "10". After confirming that the fat old man understood and memorized, he began to teach "11-20".

After teaching "1-20", Chen Chao looked at the fat old man and kept chanting with his fingers back and forth, throwing the black wooden crutches into the arms of the entourage who followed him.

A group of people hurried and hurried without taking a break at noon, and finally arrived at the fourth destination of the Ministry of Commerce, the Yang Tribe, just after noon.

the periphery of ~~~
After arriving at the outskirts of the sheep tribe, you can see small groups of goats scattered every day, arching something in the snow, or raising their necks, gnawing on some relatively low bushes.

Before Chen Chao and the others got closer, a small group of people rushed out from nowhere, waving the thin wood in their hands and shouting something loudly.

This group of people couldn't help but say that one of the men was about to hit the little old man who was walking in the front with a thin wooden stick.

Chen Chao's face changed, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed the man's arm, and then pushed back heavily.

Without any indication from Super Chen, Qu and Li Nong, who were pushing the cart behind, had already put down their wheelbarrows, pulled out the ax in the cart, and rushed to the front.

Cao Jia and Cao B were not to be outdone, and the teams on the left and right also took their positions one after another. In addition, they were already holding weapons, or stone axes, or holding spears high. As long as Chen Chao gave an order, Spears and stone axes will come out in response, hacking to death the group of bastards who dare to attack the little old man!