I am a primitive

Although he was thinking about things with some regret in his heart, his gait was still unrecognizable by his relatives, which was more excessive than that of a rooster who walked and practiced his signature after laying eggs.

It seems that the stinky and shameless behavior of being cheap and being obedient is not only the patent of Han Dashenzi in this era, other native people sometimes do this too.

The old primitive man, who walked out of his ignorant steps, suddenly stopped, and looked towards the place he left with doubts in his eyes.

The place was empty, and the few people who were supposed to be here waiting for his return were all gone. This unexpected discovery made Ling Zhi plan to show off in front of these younger tribesmen after he returned. The old primitive felt very sorry.

"￥%...DF!"

The old primitive man stood here and looked around carefully, but after finding no trace of those people, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and then he started to shout loudly.

Different from the cautious one before, he shouted loudly this time.

Because he had already been to the residence of that evil tribe just now, and saw the empty cave, and knew that even if he shouted loudly at this time, he would not be able to attract anyone other than his own tribe.

However, sometimes, the world always likes to make some not-so-funny jokes with people, which catches you off guard.

It must be like now.

Just now, the old primitive who was fully convinced that he would not attract other people, stared at the dozen or so people who were running towards him in a circle, and immediately widened his eyes.

These people who ran towards him were not the few clansmen who were waiting for him here.

Waiting for my clansmen to disappear, at this time these strangers ran towards me aggressively, and this is where the evil Soaring Snake Tribe is...

It was too late to straighten out the messy things that popped up in his mind, the old primitive man was afraid to turn around without saying anything.

It can be said that God sometimes fulfills people's wishes very much. The old primitive man who was hypocritical and regretted not being able to run fast just now suddenly has no regrets.

Not only was I not sorry, but I was also a little flustered.

But one thing the old primitive man said was true. When he was being chased by the enemy, he really ran very fast.

After capturing the few people who stayed here alive, Junior Brother Sha led some people outside the fence and waited for this guy to come over, ready to catch him.

In Junior Brother Sha's imagination, with so many of them attacking together, it shouldn't take much effort to catch this person, so there was no excessive waiting.

When he heard the man howling there because he could not find his companions, he led the people out of the hiding place.

However the result is...

Seeing that he was running faster and further away, the old primitive brother Sha stopped suddenly, quickly took out a feathered arrow from the quiver at his waist, pulled the bowstring, and just took a little aim. just loosen it...

Running like a gust of wind, the old primitive man who turned back while running, looked at Junior Brother Sha and the others who were quickly thrown away by him, even though he was running away, a sense of complacency couldn't help rising from his heart.

After such a long time, when being chased by others, I can still run so fast. The only regret is that those few people in my tribe did not see...

While thinking like this, the old primitive man turned his head and seemed to see something flying towards him in a trance.

Before he could react, he felt a sudden pain in his leg, and he fell out of control uncontrollably.

He ran fast, and now he fell too much, but I have to praise, the old primitive man's body is really strong.

After being thrown so hard, he struggled to get up from the ground very quickly.

Then he kicked one leg on the ground, and he still ran quite fast.

However, after losing one leg, the speed was still greatly affected. Under the frightened gaze of the old primitive man who was jumping desperately and turning his head back frequently, those strange people were quickly approaching him.

"#￥%!"

Amidst the terrified screams of the old primitive man, he was kicked to the ground by the chasing Qingque tribe warrior.

Before he could get up, he was firmly pressed to the ground, unable to move.

Some of the people rushing over had a rope with them, they touched the rope from their waists, and then tied this guy tightly...

In the Qingque tribe, because of the existence of a weaver with excellent craftsmanship and creativity, the rattan armor in the tribe has been updated.

Fortunately, Lai produced the improved rattan armor relatively early, and the number of first-generation rattan armor woven in the tribe was not much.

Otherwise, such an update will require even greater manpower and material resources.

Now, the lame who has been recognized and praised by the three giants of the tribe, the son of God, the witch, and the leader, is in front of the carpenter's room, weaving the rattan armor with great enthusiasm, and talking while weaving.

This is to explain the weaving method of the new rattan armor to several apprentices around.

During this process, one of the several apprentices couldn't help scratching his bare head, feeling a little big.

I had a hard time learning how to weave that kind of rattan armor before. As a result, I didn't even weave a set of rattan armor. That weaving method has been discarded, and now I have to learn a new one.

My own master innovates too fast...

The little apprentice in this tribe, while watching seriously, wanted to memorize this new weaving method, while complaining in his heart.

Lame didn't know that the little apprentice complained about him, but he was still knitting with great interest, his fingers moving fast...

Han Cheng looked at Lai who was teaching and those who were learning knitting from Lai not far away, and couldn't help but smile.

Only living at this time can we deeply realize how great a role an excellent craftsman can play.

Han Cheng has always felt very lucky to have such a craftsman as lame in the tribe.

After all, his own hands-on ability is not strong enough, and there are still many things to do. Without such an excellent craftsman as Lai, the tribe would not be able to develop to the current level.

Standing here quietly watching the lame lecture for a while, Han Cheng left here quietly without disturbing them.

If one's own tribe wants to develop further, it is not enough to only have a large population.

If you want to develop further, you need more people and more skills.

Carpentry, weaving, stonemasonry, coppersmithing, banker's style... etc., these people with more skills are a powerful force for the further development of the tribe...

Of course, in addition to these, there is textile.

As a person from a later age, he clearly knows that once the society develops to a certain level and is combined with the vast external market, these things, which are woven horizontally and vertically with many thin threads, look like What a terrifying energy will be displayed by the unremarkable cloth.

When I think of Bu, I naturally think of Bai Xuemei.

In the current Qingque tribe, Bai Xuemei's name, to a certain extent, has been tied to words and things like silkworm and weaving.

Han Cheng felt that, according to the current situation, after a long, long time, when people in the tribe looked back to pay respects to their ancestors, mentioning Bai Xuemei was very likely to be the same as people in the era he lived in mentioned Leizu .

The first thing that comes to mind is that Lei Zu raised silkworms and started weaving with silkworms.

Then I remembered that Lei Zu was the wife of the Yellow Emperor.

Thinking this way, Han Cheng smiled, and threw this whimsical and long-term idea out of his mind.