I am a primitive

When the people in his own tribe expressed that they could exchange these porcelains with food, fur, etc., Heiwa obviously saw the expressions of surprise and desire in the eyes of these people, but the next development was completely beyond his expectations. ...

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The members of the Blue Sparrow Alliance cherish pottery so much, not to mention porcelain that is extremely precious at a glance.

As long as you are not stupid and honest, when people see good things, they will have the desire to own them.

The people of the Blue Sparrow Alliance are naturally not fools. They naturally want something as exquisite as porcelain.

Seeing their surprise, the people of the Qingque tribe were also surprised.

This is especially true for Hei Wa, who fiddles with porcelain.

Because this means that your own tribe can exchange a lot of things from these tribes again.

It was the same as the two years when I and Shenzi had just fired the pottery together.

When the coming tribe happily expressed their willingness to buy it, and the people of the Qingque tribe happily prepared to sell it, a very embarrassing thing happened suddenly.

The thing is that people who want to buy simply can't exchange enough food, fur and other things.

They couldn't afford to exchange even the smallest piece of porcelain.

The people of the Qingque tribe don't want to lower the price, this is porcelain!

It seems to be many times better than pottery. How can such a beautiful thing work if there are fewer things to exchange?

Those who think the same way are those who want to get porcelain and people from the Blue Sparrow Alliance.

Then, with such unanimous agreement between the two parties, the transaction on porcelain ended in this way.

Although one of them wants to buy it very much, and the one who owns it also wants to sell it...

This is the root cause of Heiwa's depression.

Porcelain, I finally fired it according to the guidance of the Son of God.

The porcelain is also very exquisite, even more exquisite than what the Son of God said.

However, because it is too exquisite, it cannot exchange things with other tribes...

The tribes I met later had basically the same reaction. They all wanted to get porcelain, but they didn't have enough food and other things in exchange.

As for lowering the value of the pottery and then exchanging it with other tribes, the people of the Qingque tribe also wanted to consider such a thing, but they didn't implement it.

Looking at the beautiful and outrageous porcelain, they can't do such a thing by reducing the price.

So, things are deadlocked here.

It would be great if the surrounding tribes also had a lot of food and other things, so that their own tribes could use porcelain to exchange a lot of food and other things from their tribes, instead of what they are doing now. Although they all want to exchange, but because of Too poor to exchange.

Hei Wa thought so as he picked up a copper shovel of dung and scattered it vigorously in the surrounding open space.

This is probably the first time a member of the Qingque tribe disliked the surrounding tribes for being too backward.

Perhaps, when the people of the Fire Tribe bring the linen up the river, you can ask the people of the Fire Tribe to see if they can exchange the linen for some porcelain...

There are mountain flowers blooming one after another, and the red and purple ones gather together in groups of three or four. There are few leaves and many flowers, which is very lively.

The butterflies and bees that have been silent for a whole winter don't know where they came out of, and they are buzzing here, using their own actions to vividly explain what it means to attract bees and butterflies.

There is a fragrance of flowers here.

God is fair, the extraordinarily gorgeous flowers are often not very fragrant, but those white, yellow, and low-key flowers are often full of floral fragrance.

An older-looking man climbed up the tree along the sticks tied to the tree.

The stick tied to the tree was about 20 centimeters thick, and it was not completely flat, but was artificially cut out small platforms one by one.

There is one of these small platforms about [-] centimeters apart, arranged along the wooden sticks from top to bottom.

The small platform is not big, and can only put down half of the forefoot. People who come into contact with these for the first time must be very unaccustomed to such tools. Some timid people even dare not follow such tools to tree Climb on it.

But the tribe in front of him is obviously not in this ranks.

They have already gotten used to such tools, even older people can still climb extremely smoothly with the help of such tools.

The old-looking man just now even let go of one hand when he climbed up, and only used one arm to wrap around the tree trunk, while holding a pot in the other hand.

This old primitive man didn't climb the tree because he wanted to pick the fruit, even if it was a precocious fruit, it was impossible for it to ripen in this season.

He climbed up because he was going to rest on the tree.

He stepped on this tool and climbed up for a while, and came to a place seven or eight meters above the ground, where the light seemed much dim.

It's not that the tree grows extraordinarily strong, and its branches and leaves are already luxuriant at this time, blocking the sunlight, but because there is a wooden house built with tree trunks and other things here.

And the head of this old primitive man had already entered the wooden house from the hole left along the tree trunk under the wooden house.

After going up two more steps, the old primitive man entered the wooden house with more body.

He put the pot in his hand on the floor of the wooden house, and walked up two more steps along the tree trunk. The upper foot was already level with the floor of the wooden house, so he stopped climbing up. Instead, he stepped on the floor of the wooden house, and because of this, the whole person escaped from the ladder made of wooden sticks and came into the wooden house.

The floor of the wooden house, it is said to be the floor, is actually just a log that has been split in half from the middle and arranged one by one, and tied with ropes.

There is a layer of fur on the floor of the wooden house, and it is very comfortable for people to step on it with bare feet.

The relatively old primitive man came to the wooden house, walked a few steps to a place, groped there for a while, then pushed his hand forward, and a window also made of wood was opened. There is sunlight coming in.

The old-looking primitive man came here with the jar he had just brought up, and sat down cross-legged.

The sun shone on his body, warm.

Some branches with flowers and buds hung down to the window, and a flower-winged butterfly fluttered its wings silently, landed on one of the small flowers, closed its wings, and quietly sucked the honey.

Following his gaze, he could see some other tall trees, and there were also wooden houses built on top of the trees. Many of the wooden houses were much larger than the wooden house he lived in, but the most exquisite wooden house was the one he lived in. of this one.

Some children or female adults occasionally go up and down along the tools tied to the tree, and go to and from the wooden house. A lot of branches and flowers bloomed on a newly made wooden house. .

There are also two wooden houses shaking in a small range.

As the oldest person in the tribe, he naturally understood the meaning of the small shaking of the wooden house.

However, different from the sense of shame gradually developed in later generations, the old primitive people not only do not feel ashamed of such things, but feel that such things are very sacred, because only by doing more such things, the talents of their tribe will gradually increase...

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Time seems to have completely stopped at this time, making people unable to feel its passing.