I am a primitive

After a lot of tangled gestures, Mao finally understood the number of people who had traded with the older female primitives and their tribes, so he hurriedly told Han Cheng.

"About forty to seventy? Or are they all adults?"

After getting Mao's answer, Han Cheng muttered softly here.

It seems that what I thought before was not wrong. A tribe that can develop bronze will not be too simple, and it is not comparable to the tribes I have encountered before.

The fact that so many adults can be dispatched at once just by conducting external transactions means that the number of adults in that tribe far exceeds this number.

When Han Cheng was thinking about things, the eyes of the older female primitives who answered the question, as well as the people in her tribe, unconsciously turned their eyes to the two burned outside not far from Mao's feet. Look at the pitch-black earthenware pot and the gourd filled with salt soil.

There is longing and apprehension in the eyes.

They hope to have these extremely precious things belonging to their tribe again, and they are afraid that these people will not return them if they take this precious thing away.

As for whether these two things will be destroyed, they are not very worried.

Because these two things are too precious.

They understand the preciousness of these two things, and they don't believe that anyone can destroy such precious things.

Han Cheng, who was thinking about things, thought of something else.

The reason why he feels pressure on that unknown tribe is because he knows that the other party has bronze, but more because he knows too little about it. He doesn't know how far the tribe has developed and how many people it has. .

As he himself often said, the unknown is terrifying, and people will always raise it unconsciously and make up for it.

After hearing some news about that tribe, he also inevitably fell into various conjectures.

As a person who has always had a sense of urgency, what Han Cheng guessed was basically a relatively bad situation.

It is actually easy to solve this matter, that is to get in touch with that tribe and know the depth of the other party thoroughly.

After being aware of it, the current situation will not happen.

The height of the rising art of war is that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

However, it is not easy to find a tribe in such an era.

Otherwise, in the spring, the bark who once lived in the main tribe would not have brought people from the Blackstone Alliance to the Tongshan residential area.

Moreover, if the tribe has not yet established a firm foothold here, the most important thing to do at present is to build Jinguan City as soon as possible and develop the paddy fields at the same time. It is very suitable to send a certain amount of manpower to do this.

Thinking about these things in his heart, Han Cheng's eyes fell on the older female primitive people who were squatting on the ground, and he gradually got an idea.

It's not suitable for them to do this now, but people from other tribes can do it.

The people in front of me are good candidates.

These people live here themselves, and their understanding of the surrounding environment must be better than their own and others. No matter what, they more or less know the location of some other tribes, and they have also traded with that unknown tribe. .

Thinking of this in his heart, Han Chenggong asked someone to bring out a few pottery pots in the room, and brought out a pot of salt.

Someone led the order, and came out of the room after a while. The crowd parted a small passage, and several people came here with clay pots and salt jars in their arms, and put these things in front of Han Cheng's instructions. Next to the two clay pots owned by the tribe themselves are the gourds containing the salt.

Just now, the older female primitive woman who was still thinking about what Han Cheng said meant and what those people were going to do when they left immediately stopped thinking about these things, because all her thoughts were absorbed by the amazing sight in front of her. One scene attracted him, leaving him no other thoughts to think about other things.

The older female primitives had their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open. Everyone in their tribe responded similarly to the older female primitives.

Some became short of breath, while others forgot to breathe.

But no matter whether they were breathing or not, at this moment, their hearts were filled with shock.

There is a deep sense of disbelief amidst the shock.

The tribe in front of me actually has this kind of precious equipment? !

Moreover, their utensils that can be used to cook food look big and round, and they are extremely beautiful.

Compared with the utensils brought out by these people, the two pieces of pottery that are extremely rare and precious in my tribe suddenly look ugly.

The point is that they have so many of such beautiful and incomparably precious things!

Just as the older female primitives were in constant shock, Han Cheng spoke again.

After a while, those who stood in the direction of the slave hut opened a passage, which was facing the door of the slave hut.

At the door of the slave hut, there is a piece of pottery placed at this time. These are all brought by Han Cheng this time and used on the road. If you count the bowls for each person, there are about a hundred large and small bowls. There are as many as sixty or seventy pieces.

In order to achieve a stronger visual impact and cause a stronger shock to these people, Han Cheng even asked people to remove the bowls that were originally stacked there, and put them there one by one.

The older female primitives didn't understand why these people who surrounded themselves and others suddenly made such a strange move and forked such a path.

Squatting on the ground, driven by curiosity, they reluctantly moved their eyes away from the exquisite pottery in front of them, and looked at the gap that was separated.

Then these people were collectively stunned, and the shock and astonishment clearly hung on the faces of each of them.

The few pieces of exquisite pottery in front of them were enough to shock them, and they all thought that this was all the pottery owned by this weird tribe in front of them.

However, at this moment, they realized that they and others were all wrong. That was only a small part of the exquisite pottery owned by this tribe, and they also had more pottery!

Although I have seen people from other tribes marveling at the pottery made by their own tribe more than once, but the people from the Qingque tribe at this time still feel extremely wonderful and feel comfortable all over.

This thing is like the original ditty used to pass the time at night. Although I often hum it, I just never get tired of it, and none of it is enough.

"and this."

Under Han Cheng's signal, Mao took two steps forward, blocked the eyes of these people from looking at the entrance of the slave courtyard, reached out and hugged a sealed jar, and opened it, revealing the Table salt crushed in a stone mortar.

After exposing the salt in the jar, Mao picked up the gourd that the older primitive people used to hold the salt soil, poured out some, and put the hand holding some salt soil on the same level as the salt jar. .

His actions quickly attracted the eyes of the older female primitives.

After realizing what was contained in the large and exquisite pottery, the older female primitives were shocked again...

Their white things look different from the things their own tribe exchanged from that tribe, and they are definitely not as delicious as their own tribe's.

The stunned older female primitive found some differences between the two, so she comforted herself in her heart.

However, she soon realized how outrageously wrong her idea just now was.

The white things from this tribe only have that delicious taste, but no bitter taste, let alone sandy teeth.

When the older female primitives were amazed, under the signal of Han Cheng, a few people from the Qingque tribe brought a dozen jars of similar size from the door, put them here, and opened them , which is filled with salt.

This time, Han Cheng brought a lot of salt. Not only did they need to eat salt, but the animals in the tribe also needed to eat it.

And different from food, if there is not enough food, you can get some from the wild. If you don’t have enough salt, if you don’t know where there is a salt mine, there is no way to replenish it. In addition, they need to stay here for a long time. So carry a lot.