From Chief to Ball

The old leader coughed and said, "Guests from afar, why did you come to our land?"

"We're here to make your life better."

"The female wolf will give the meat to the pups, and the hunter will put the meat in the trap. Why do you want us to live better?"

"Because you can make us better too. We have what you need, and you have what we need."

Chen Jian took out a ball of fried wheat flour from the clansman beside him, mixed it with sweet and turbid corn wine in his hands to form a soft dough, and handed it to the female leader opposite.

The female leader stuffed it into her mouth with a smile. The moment she opened her mouth, her broken teeth were exposed. She chewed carefully, nodded and said, "It's very good food, just like snowflakes. You don't need to bite it with your teeth. It's in your mouth. It melts in it. It's sweet and fragrant."

"There are better things, would you like to continue watching?"

The female leader nodded, and Chen Jian called out to the clansmen, brought a bronze ax and saw for auxiliary soldiers, pointed to a tree in the distance, and said: "My clansman can cut down that tree and turn it into a straight tree." logs."

"So can we."

"Then let's select the warriors of the tribe and compare them."

The leader glanced at the blue-gray axe, but didn't notice any difference. He turned around and called two strong men from the tribe, and walked under a tree with the stone axe.

The two clansmen beside Chen Jianjian also walked over, and when the other party had just cut a gap with a stone ax at an angle, the creaking of the saw had ended, and the bronze ax was repairing the branches.

Those two people looked anxiously at the fallen trees, and they used more strength, but they couldn't use too much force in the bevel cut, and finally broke the stone axe.

Chen Jian's people raised the tree whose branches had been trimmed, and shouted loudly, which attracted bursts of applause.

The female leader touched the bronze ax and the saw in disbelief, muttering something, and Chen Jian showed the sharpness of the bronze sword's fur piercing again.

"Guests from afar, what do you want to exchange? Our tribe has sheep, but your tribe has livestock that are bigger than sheep; our tribe has stones, but you have axes that are harder than stones... I don't know what can be exchanged." exchanged."

"Substitution."

"People? Tribal warriors cannot be exchanged, no matter how many axes and food you use."

"It's not your people, it's people from other tribes."

"You want their heads?"

"No, it's a living person."

Chen Jian pointed to himself and said, "Everyone who is stronger than me can be exchanged for a lot of food, or five can be exchanged for a donkey."

He pointed to a donkey behind him, and the leader looked at Chen Jian in surprise, even if he had never been so surprised when he saw the stars in the sky set in the far south a long time ago.

People, what's the use?People want to eat, people want to escape, and people want to live in houses... When their tribe fights with other tribes, they seldom leave anyone alive because it is meaningless.

Looking at Chen Jian's weird hair and clothes, she couldn't help feeling a little scared. Maybe this is a tribe that eats people?But human meat is not delicious, at least not as good as mutton. She ate it with her tribe when she was very hungry a long time ago.

Although it was weird, the lingering aftertaste of the sweet food just now was still in her mouth. Since she lost all her teeth, she could only drink some soup and never had a decent meal again.

And those terrible blue-gray axes made her a little irresistible, and the kind of sword that could stab people to death with one blow was better than stones.

Finally, he let go of all doubts and asked, "So, how much food can a person exchange for?"

"A strong man can be exchanged for... well, the person who can eat the most in your tribe can be eaten for 30 days. A strong woman who can bear children can be exchanged for 20 days. Five people can be exchanged for one head A donkey or an ax like this. Children may trade, but not old people. We don’t want people like you who have lost their wings, and you don’t have to worry that children will trade you for food.”

The two laughed, and the female leader looked at Chen Jian and said, "I don't know what's the use of people, but I want to change them. But how can I trust you?"

"I can let the clansmen follow your clansmen to catch it. If you can catch it today, I can exchange it for you today."

The female leader thought for a moment, then said with a smile: "Today will be a happy day, please come to our village, we will prepare sheep and fish for you."

"Just here, and invite your people to taste these foods."

Chen Jian was very careful, and the other party did not object. Soon the clansmen brought several large pottery pots, slaughtered two donkeys and stewed them. They cooked the batter with the flour and suet they carried and nearby wild vegetables, and some stirring Good chow mein.

Various foods that the female leader had never seen before were poured into the pottery bowls one after another. She called the clansmen in the distance, thanked Chen Jian, and tasted these weird-looking but delicious foods.

After the dinner, Chen Jian separated [-] people to follow this tribe to a special "hunt".

After staying here for two days, those who were sent out finally returned, bringing back more than 30 strong slaves.

Chen Jian fulfilled his promise on the spot, and the family on the other side selected the most edible person, and ate nearly three catties of suet pancakes made of flour with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

But the leader on the opposite side did not choose food, but changed a few bronze axes and bronze swords.

"Ten roasted sheep are not as good as a pair of lambs."

This tribe is not a threat to Chen Jian at all, so Chen Jian can safely exchange some bronze weapons, as long as the quantity is controlled, there will be no problem.

They were not from the Eyue tribe. Those people from the Eyue tribe could quickly increase their combat effectiveness by replacing stones with bronze. Even if all of these people used bronze, Chen Jian was confident that they could defeat them with stones.

"Our tribe is far away, and it may take six or seven days to travel, so during the exchange, we will give you six more days of food."

"You are such a good man. Our tribe will always be grateful to you and your people."

Chen Jian said with a smile: "When exchanging, we also have requirements. You can't take the disabled, you have to live, and you can't exchange anything for the dead."

"Of course. We'll do it. Besides these things, can you trade all kinds of weird things in your tribe that you said yesterday?"

"Yes, as long as there are enough people, we can change. But we only change people, nothing else."

"Our tribe has nothing else to change."

This tribe sent some people to follow Chen Jian to identify the road. Chen Jian also led the tribe to use axes and saws to open a simple and recognizable path in the jungle, which will be used as a passage for the slave trade in the future.

The secrets of this tribe will soon be known to the tribes in the east. They will be eager to get a share of the pie, and wars between tribes will become more frequent. The reason for wars in the past is not sufficient because they cannot be profitable, and the captured population in the future will be a huge benefit. .

Today the road is full of grass and shrubs that need to be carefully identified. Before long, this path will be stained with slaves' tears and blood at a glance.

Plenty of bones will be the most eye-catching street sign: to the east is the past where the once peaceful tribe lived in a small country with few people, but they might starve to death; to the west is the slavery city that works all day long. future.

hell?Heaven?Slave owners are not qualified to comment.

Chapter 13 Two Kinds of People

The slaves in Xia City always thought that their master lived a life like heaven, like the residence of the souls of the ancestors in the myth, where there was no pain but joyous singing.

The slaves somewhat missed Jixia's days in the city, at least when the work was very busy, he would distribute some food to them, and sometimes there would be dry biscuits without bran.

When they saw those leaders walking into the hall of the council, they always felt that those people were discussing what they were forced to do. Perhaps in their opinion, that was the only thing worth discussing, so they secretly vomited towards the towering roof of the council. With a mouthful of saliva, he continued to bundle hay.

But the chiefs in the council hall were not discussing anything about slaves, they were quarreling.

Song stood where Chen Jian should be sitting, frowning and listening to these people's discussion, but he couldn't make up his mind.

One leader pointed at the other and cursed: "Si Kou, Jixia asked you to take charge of the city temporarily, but look at what this tribe is doing. Our two tribes went to mow grass near Heyin, and she took care of it." People from the two races, but how did she divide them?"