I am a primitive

By the river in the early morning, there is some mist on the river.

There are already some cicadas on both sides of the strait.

The morning breeze blew slightly, and in the lotus pit not far away, some of the lotus buds had already bloomed.

The wind blows, and the lotus leaves and lotus are swaying unstoppably in the wind.

Some lotus petals were blown off by the wind and fell into the water, like a curved pink boat floating on the water.

Under the blowing of the wind, it drifted to one side, and did not stop temporarily until it got close to the root pole.

Standing on the edge of the pier of the Qingque Tribe, you can smell the fragrance blowing in the wind.

The bamboo raft moored here at the Qingque Tribe Wharf was once again filled with people and things.

These things are obtained from the Qingque Tribe in exchange for the Huo Tribe's linen cloth.

Among these items, millet, which is durable and delicious, is the main one.

The second is the salt that the people of the Huo tribe can't do without.

The people of the Fire Tribe also wanted some pottery.

In the past year, the pottery in their tribe has been damaged due to some accidental reasons.

In addition, some children are older, so it is necessary to add some more pottery bowls.

In addition to these, the members of the Fire Tribe exchanged a few pieces of soap from the Qingque Tribe this time, as well as some sweet candies in bamboo tubes!

For the Fire Tribe, this is really an extremely rare thing.

Huo Tan stood on the bamboo raft, looked at the many foods on the bamboo raft, and then lowered his head to look at the two bamboo tubes that he held tightly in his hand. He couldn't hide the smile on his face.

In my heart, I am extremely grateful and respectful to the Qingque tribe and Chen, who has just been the chief leader of his tribe.

Because Chen served as the general leader of his tribe, this time when he brought people and linen to exchange with the Qingque tribe, the people of the Qingque tribe followed what they had said in their tribe before. , gave discounts to the tribe and others.

For the same amount of linen, compared with before, the tribe had to exchange a lot more things.

The necessities of life, such as food, pottery, and salt exchanged, have increased a lot more than last year, and there are still some leftovers.

That's why Fotan was so generous this time, in exchange for some rare soaps and some fruit candies that could be described as extravagant and superfluous to him.

"Son of God, shaman, leader, let's go back now."

Fotan spoke Mandarin, and said to Han Cheng and others standing on the pier in a very Qingque tribe style.

Han Cheng, Wu and others nodded to them.

"Slow down on the road, be careful in everything, don't be too daring, safety first."

After Han Cheng nodded to Huo Tan and the others, he exhorted them like this.

This kind of exhortation words that are often used in later generations when they often parted, when they heard Huo Tan and others' ears at this time, they couldn't help being moved for a while.

The Son of God is really caring and kind.

Here, they are treated with extreme respect and kindness that they have never received before.

"Ok!"

"@#3~"

Huo Tan and the others nodded vigorously.

The reason why some people responded in the language of the Fire Tribe was because some of them could understand a lot of Mandarin, but they couldn't speak it.

Such a situation is not unusual, after all, the ear, brain and mouth are not a closely connected system.

This is the same as when watching a great man make exquisite handwork——

Eyes: I see.

Brain: I wrote it down and understood it. It doesn't look difficult at all, and it's easy to do.

Hand: Get out! ! !

The bamboo raft full of goods moved along the water, and it didn't take long before it went down the river under the watchful eyes of Han Cheng and others.

After sailing forward for a certain distance, I started to turn, and was hidden by the dense hemp fields planted along the river, and disappeared.

After Han Cheng stood here and waited for a while, he talked and laughed with his elder brother and others and returned to the tribe. They began to busy themselves with their respective tasks, and the atmosphere was particularly harmonious.

When Mabula of the Fire Tribe arrived in the tribe, the problems he encountered were resolved, and he was able to continue weaving and transporting linen for his tribe.

Moreover, because of some methods adopted by the Son of God, the connection between the Fire Tribe and his own tribe has become closer. Such a great thing, of course, will make people feel extraordinarily wonderful...

Han Cheng returned to the tribe all the way, and soon someone began to do things under his orders.

A barrel of tung oil was taken out, and the lid on the barrel was opened.

A piece of stretched cloth was held by hand and put into a barrel filled with tung oil.

After the cloth entered the tung oil barrel, it did not sink due to buoyancy.

The man pressed it down with a clean wooden stick, drowning them all.

After waiting for a while, he picked up the cloth corner with his hand.

Start draining.

Draining oil is a troublesome thing, it is not easy to drain, you need to stand here and wait for about 5 minutes, the oil on the lifted sackcloth will slide down slowly.

After the oil on the sackcloth drips down slowly, it will be put on the shelf that has been prepared in advance to dry.

In this way, the burden on people will be lightened.

But even so, it is not easy to do this.

Not to mention the rest, just holding the sackcloth soaked in tung oil with your hands, lifting it off the ground, and waiting quietly for a few minutes is enough to make people feel tired.

Standing here and looking at such work for a while, I saw these two people who had dealt with tung oil in the past. After doing this work decently, they left here and headed for the carpenter's room.

Fu Jiang, who was standing beside him, shook his head vigorously, and then followed.

Just seemed a little lazy.

In the open space outside the carpenter's room, there was a shade of trees.