I am a primitive

Suddenly, Fu Jiang, who was lying on the ground with his chin resting on Han Cheng's feet, woke up with a start, half stood up, and tried to listen with his ears.

Then he ran out of the house in a hurry, and yelled towards the east of the tribe.

After calling twice, he still didn't forget to look back at Han Cheng.

Seeing this posture, Han Cheng's doubts were soon filled with joy and anticipation.

If it is not bad, it should be the caravan that went out and returned.

After he took off the bamboo hat and put it on, he went out of the room, listened carefully for a while, and sure enough, he heard some howling wolves in the distance.

It was the dogs of the Qingque tribe howling.

When we came to the gate of the tribe and looked to the east, we couldn't see the returning caravan in the misty rain.

However, the howling of wolves was getting closer and closer. Not long after, five wolves appeared in the field of vision and rushed all the way.

Fu Jiang, who was staying with Han Cheng here, also twisted his buttocks excitedly and brought more descendants to meet him.

After the wolves met, they calmed down. General Fu sniffed at the five returning descendants one by one, and then made a gesture to bite Dafu.

As soon as his teeth touched his body, Dafu, whose fur was a little wet, immediately lay down on the ground.

Of course it's not the porcelain of the lucky general.

Instead, he lay on the ground with his belly exposed, shaking his body constantly.

This is Fu Jiang's way of affirming his place in the pack and the rest of the wolves showing their submission.

It's not much different from Han Cheng's habit of lightly kicking the buttocks of returning people, and the people who were kicked by Shang, Mao and others became grinning instead.

A total of [-] kicks were kicked out. After confirming that all the people who went out came back intact, Han Cheng showed a smile on his face.

Leading the returnees, there are still bags of things going to the tribe.

The quiet tribe in the drizzle soon became lively because of the return of everyone.

Inside the big house, Han Cheng squatted on the ground, with a pile of large and small stones in front of him, and beside him stood Shang and Mao, two people who had just finished their long journey.

There are also several prominent figures in the Qingque tribe, such as Wu, senior brother, and second senior brother.

They all stared intently at Han Cheng who was squatting on the ground, wanting to know from Han Cheng whether there is any stone that can be smelted into iron...

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Ma ancient stone.

Ding.

granite.

thump.

I don't know what kind of stone it is.

boom.

……

Inside the room, Han Cheng checked the large and small stones brought back by Shang and Mao.

Picking up a piece and looking at it carefully for a while, thinking about throwing it aside.

limestone.

thump.

Han Cheng picked up another stone, and after identifying it, he habitually threw it aside. Then he came to his senses, quickly fished it back, and put it aside alone.

This made the hearts of the people who were watching on the side sink a little, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They finally found it, otherwise this trip would really be in vain.

They breathed a sigh of relief, but Han Cheng did not. He checked all the stones and found no trace of metal ore. Naturally, he couldn't let go of his breath.

"Son of God, this piece..."

Seeing that Han Cheng seemed a little disappointed, Wu quickly pointed to the piece of limestone and said to Han Cheng.

It means that Han Cheng doesn't have to be sad, isn't there another piece?

Han Cheng sighed slightly. Limestone is indeed a good thing, but it's in the past or in the future.

Now there is a substitute for plant ash in the tribe, and there is no place where lime is used on a large scale. For the current tribe, metal ore is the most important mineral resource.

Under such circumstances, he naturally couldn't be happy.

After learning from Han Cheng that the only stone left behind was not a stone that could be refined into metal, but a stone that could be fired into cement, Wu and the others were also a little unhappy.

Especially Shang and Mao, who had been running outside for a long time, lowered their heads in sadness.

Only then did Han Cheng realize that something was wrong, he patted the limestone in his hand and said: "Good things are not easy to come by, and it is even more difficult to get good things like metal all at once.

Didn't we also gain something this time?

Mao, you open the map and tell me where you got it. "

Primitive people's minds are mostly simple. Hearing what Han Cheng said, he felt a lot better.

Mao hurriedly took out a piece of tanned, hairless animal hide.

On one side of this piece of animal skin, several rough traces were carved with relatively sharp stones, and the traces were dyed black with charcoal.

On the sides of these traces, there are some circles that are not round.

The circle is also different.

Some circles have only one circle, while others are two large and small circles set together.

This is the map drawn by the trade office under Han Cheng's teaching.

The black lines represent roads, and the circles represent tribes.

A single circle indicates that the number of adults is less than 30, and two circles indicate that the number of adults is more than [-] and less than [-].

Although this map looks extremely simple, like a few irregular fruits on a few crooked branches, it has great significance.

At the very least, you can have a general understanding of the location of the surrounding tribes, and you won't be as smeared as before.