I am a primitive

At that time, my own tribe would definitely become impoverished, and when I saw a little food, my eyes would shine.

Even if it is not impossible to regard the two legs of the priestess of one's own tribe as a big chicken leg that can walk on its own.

Seeing that the leader of his tribe and others were relieved and relieved, the maiden of the Red Tiger tribe also smiled secretly, and the whole person became much more relaxed.

I already have such a sacred porcelain bowl, how could I think about the rest of the porcelain?

Moreover, she herself didn't believe that there would be another Qingque tribe with such an incomparably exquisite sacred artifact!

Thinking of this in her heart, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe unconsciously thought of her porcelain bowl, and she couldn't help it immediately, wanting to go back and see her sacred treasure.

Kiss and hug it high.

This is really not seen for a while, and I miss it like three autumns.

Thinking of this, the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe couldn't bear it anymore.

She quickly ended her inspection of the tribe's granary, and she didn't need help from others. She was alone, holding two not-so-light pottery boards, and headed for her own residence, which was still some distance away. The speed is still not slow.

The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe looked at the vigorous maiden who hurried away holding the pottery board, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

As the leader of the tribe, he knows the witch very well, so he naturally knows what the witch is going to do in a hurry to his residence...

Fortunately, the Qingque tribe only had such an exquisite sacred object. If it wasn't for this, then the witches of their own tribe would exchange their own tribe's food for it.

He had already thought about it before, if the witch wants to use so much food to exchange things from the Qingque Tribe, then no matter what, he must stop her and prevent her from coming back. Make something like this!

Now, without waiting for her to do this and express her meaning, Miko herself said that she would never do such a thing again, which made the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe very happy and relaxed.

Although he is the leader in the tribe, he is inferior to the witch in terms of authority.

And, if possible, he himself would not want to fall out with the miko.

Because doing so would not be good for the Horde.

Rather than using strong means to prevent the witch from doing something and making things very bad, he prefers to see this kind of gentle solution to things now...

After thinking this way for a while, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, who was in a relaxed mood, casually threw a black stone in his hand to the ground.

This black stone is similar to the one thrown away by the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe not long ago.

There are many such black stones in the Red Tiger Tribe,

It's just that this kind of stone is weak and easily broken, and it is not reliable at all when used to build houses.

Moreover, when people lean on it, they will be stained with a lot of black things, which is very annoying.

This kind of weak black stone is not pleasing to the Red Tiger tribe at all.

Sometimes, people in the tribe will use it to make some marks, and other times, it is useless at all.

If it wasn't for this, the people of the Red Tiger Tribe would definitely be even more fed up with this stone and regard it as something useless.

The stone thrown on the ground by the leader of the Red Tiger tribe stopped on the ground after rolling a few times.

But it was not whole, and several petals were scattered.

The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe looked down at his hand, it was indeed stained with a lot of black.

Among them, the fingers used to pinch the black stone were most stained with black.

He raised his hand and looked down at the black on his finger, then shook his hand vigorously, then walked to the side of the tree trunk, grabbed it with his finger, wiped it vigorously, and it became much cleaner...

Amidst the relaxed and happy smile of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, the maiden of the Red Tiger Tribe returned to her exclusive room, impatiently came to the place where the sacred porcelain bowl was stored, and carefully took out the sacred porcelain bowl , with very clean hands that have been washed for a long time, slowly hold it up, put it in front of your eyes and watch it carefully.

Even now, when she looks at this porcelain bowl, she still feels that it is very exquisite, her eyes are full of stars, full of fascination.

That is to say, at such a time, Han Cheng and other members of the Qingque tribe, armed with weapons, led the cows exchanged from the Youchao tribe and the Red Tiger tribe, as well as the donkeys that their own tribe already had. The food eaten on the road and the grain and grass for the livestock came to the range belonging to the Red Tiger Tribe.

Looking at the red tiger tribe's paddy field that has been harvested with many weeds, Han Cheng couldn't help showing some smiles on his face.

It's good when it's harvested, it's good when it's harvested!

In this way, I can get a lot of things from here!

Thinking of this in his heart, Han Cheng stretched out his hand and lifted the strap of the backpack on his back, tidied it up a little, and then walked forward.

The footsteps are brisk, and there is a little excitement that can't wait.

The same is true for the Qingque tribe behind Han Cheng.

In the fields and forests around the Red Tiger Tribe, there are some people working. These people are members of the Red Tiger Tribe who collect wild fruits and vegetables here.

Han Cheng and other people with such a large number of votes come over in such a swaggering manner, it is impossible not to attract attention.

The members of the Red Tiger Tribe who were working here saw them one after another, and recognized the identities of this large group of people from the number of Han Cheng and the others and their attire.

"@##￥￥5!"

Soon, the Red Tiger Tribe, which seemed to be relatively calm at first, suddenly became restless. Some people shouted here, and some ran to the tribe, telling the leaders and faces of the tribe about the Qingque Tribe. People, come the news.

Some people ran towards Han Cheng and the others who were heading forward, wanting to temporarily stop Han Cheng and the others and not let them go any further.

Han Cheng is a person who comes to do business with enough sincerity. Naturally, he will not be too ostentatious when it is not necessary.

Therefore, facing the people from the Red Tiger Tribe who came to stop the questioning, he stopped naturally, and did not go too far with the Qingque Tribe fighters who followed behind him.

While waiting for the head of the Red Tiger Tribe to come, he talked with the Red Tiger Tribal members who came to stop the way to ask questions through the trade, so as to learn about the situation of the Red Tiger Tribe, while looking around and looking at the Red Tiger Tribe. Tribal situation.

Last time, the Qingque Tribe left a deep enough impression on the people of the Red Tiger Tribe. Not only did they demonstrate their ability in the manufacturing industry through porcelain, but they also demonstrated their strong enough combat power with bows and arrows.

So this time, the people of the Red Tiger Tribe put away their arrogance.

When facing the Qingque tribe who came, he dared not be as arrogant and rude as before.

On the contrary, many people also became very respectful.

Especially when looking at Han Youshu, who was holding a bow and arrow casually and not speaking, among the crowd, this kind of admiration became even more.

Worshiping the strong, or fearing the strong, exist in many times and regions.

In a relatively simple primitive society, in many cases, this is more obvious.

In the house in the middle of the open space of the Red Tiger Tribe, the maiden of the Red Tiger Tribe was sitting there carefully admiring the exquisite porcelain bowl, which in her eyes was like a holy object.

This behavior has been going on for a long time since she finished inspecting the granary, but she is not tired or bored at all, and she still looks at it with relish and is very fascinated.

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