Chief don't slap in the face

"Can't afford it! Can't afford it!"

Xia Ye is modest, thinking that the chieftain has stepped into the Iron Age, who still plays with bronze wares!

"My father values ​​you very much, you have to work hard!"

Wei Ziluo had already thought about it, if Xia Ye failed, then another person would occupy Chaoge. This plan must succeed, so they spent all their money.

Chapter 312 Invitation from the Son of the Ancestor

Xia Ye's caravan embarked on the return journey. Money is the most useless thing, so they all replaced it with supplies, so the caravan was even bigger, with a total of [-] carts.

The feed consumed by the mules, horses and livestock pulling the cart alone is a huge expense, but in the caravan, no one feels that it is a waste, but they have a sense of security.

The larger the caravan, the stronger the power of Chaoge.

"Brother Zhu, didn't you say it was a small tribe before? It doesn't look like this at all!"

"That's right, you said that there are more than 400 of us, and we don't have to worry about being enslaved, but the current situation is not safe!"

"Do you want to forget?"

In the middle of the team was the group of artisans recruited by Xia Ye, with a total of 500 people. Zhu Yu was the head of the group, and more than [-]% of them were drawn by relying on the prestige he had accumulated in the refugee area over the past few years.

"How do I know!"

Zhu Yu rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still had to keep a calm smile on his face to appease everyone: "It doesn't matter, we have so many people, no matter how bad we are, we are still a middle-level force, that Xia Ye will definitely not dare to mess around!"

Of course Zhu Yu didn't want these people to leave. After all, Xia Ye had promised that as long as a craftsman arrived in Chaoge, he would be given some commission, so in his view, these people were like moving coins.

"Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu, guess who I saw?"

A craftsman who had gone to the bathroom came back with a look of surprise on his face.

"Who?"

Zhu Yu frowned.

"It's the young patriarch, the ancestors, he has been escorting that half-blind man, this treatment is really shocking!"

The craftsman was amazed.

"No way? It's just a chaoge, worthy of the young patriarch's attention?"

In this year and month, there are conventions for sending relatives, friends, and allies. Once you send it again and again, there is a specific number for how many miles you send it outside the city. The farther it is, the deeper the relationship and the more valued it is.

"In a word, everyone, stay safe and don't make trouble!"

Zhu Yu gave a warning.

Xia Ye was eager to love his hometown, so he let the caravan speed up. Three days later, they left Wei's territory and entered the wilderness.

The vast ancient forest, like a vast ocean, swallowed everyone.

Even in midsummer, due to the dense vegetation cover, the sunlight cannot be directed, and the temperature of the ground is not too high, but it feels cool.

The artisan group began to work spontaneously. Occasionally, when the mule cart got stuck in the mud, they would also offer to help.

beep!beep!

The horn sounded.

"It's finally time for dinner!"

"I'm starving! I'm starving!"

"You have a big belly, you must make the great chief poor!"

"Hey, I didn't steal your rice? And it's only been a few days, and you've called the chief?"

The craftsmen were noisy and noisy, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

Apart from the uncertain future and some worries, the craftsmen are quite satisfied with their life these days. Xia Ye would come over every day to ask for warmth, and the food was also very good.

I thought it would be good to have miscellaneous grains, but what I ate every day turned out to be noodle cakes and rice porridge, especially the noodle cakes, which were said to be baked with Chaoge's new cooking method, and they were simply delicious.

By the way, Xia Ye said that due to the exhaustion of the journey, there must be a meat extra meal for dinner every day.

"Hey, it's a crime to eat this kind of thing every meal!"

"That's right, you should eat when you're working, and just drink dilute ones at ordinary times!"

"I asked, Chao Ge eats three meals a day!"

Every meal, the craftsmen would gather together, and after learning that the food expenses were not included in the salary and were all paid by Xia Ye, the craftsmen ate more vigorously.

Before they arrived at Chaoge, some craftsmen began to regret not bringing their wives and children with them.

Song Guo was sitting by the campfire, roasting a pheasant leg, and was about to sprinkle some salt, when her ears moved suddenly, she grabbed the fire unicorn next to her, and jumped up.

"who?"

At the same time, Jia Duo and Yi Liwei also grabbed the javelin, rushed out, and stood in front of Xia Ye.

The female fighters all moved, and for a moment, murderous aura boiled over.

Xia Ye looked up and saw a man in a black cloak who appeared here at some point.

"Where are my guards?"

Xia Ye's face darkened, the camp was guarded by the most elite savage guards, with a two-headed dog guarding the gate, but there was no movement at all, which showed that the man in front of him was very powerful.

"Don't worry, I didn't kill them, but those mountain ghosts are too dirty, I didn't keep them!"

The cloaked man's voice was full of arrogance, and he looked at Master Gui while talking.

"Look at what?"

Ghost Master was upset, the other's eyes were pitch-black, as if he could dig out a person's heart with his gaze, which made him a little shivering and timid.

"Is there really a talking mountain ghost?"

The cloaked man gasped.

"who are you?"

Song Guo asked.

"Son of the ancestors!"