Porter of Two Worlds

When he brought a large bucket of salt to the bedroom of the tree house, Bai Yang found that the sky was only slightly pale.

There is no jet lag at this time, it's noon over there...

It was daylight, and the village was already alive. Open the window, and in the open space under the tree house, a large group of half-sized children had already lined up crookedly, following the gestures of a strong man in front of him.

Exercising against the rising sun, what a passionate and inspirational picture?

After a few glances, Bai Yang felt very boring. After comparing it, he found that it was not as good as the military boxing he learned in military training when he was in high school...

Unscrewing the plastic bucket containing salt to open the bedroom door, Bai Yang almost didn't scream out. The girl who had woken up at some point was standing outside the door, looking at him with big eyes blinking.

I can't see the way I cried last night at all!

Because he doesn't understand the customs here, Bai Yang can't understand the girl's mentality at all, um, don't guess the girl's mind, this sentence is faithfully fulfilled by Bai Yang.

He greeted the other party early, whether the other party understood or not was beyond his responsibility.

The girl just pouted silently, not at all surprised that Bai Yang brought out a big barrel that she had never seen before from the empty bedroom.

It's normal to be weird, right?

Carrying the salt, Bai Yang came to the kitchen, and under the staring eyes of the girl who was so distressed that she was about to faint, threw a lump of brown salt the size of a fist in a wooden bowl out of the window...

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The girl stood in front of Bai Yang gesticulating and chirping, but Bai Yang couldn't understand at all.

Grabbing the opponent's wrist, she looked like she was about to turn around and run out to pick up the salt.

Stopping the other party, Bai Yang picked up the wooden bowl and rinsed it in the sink twice, after drying it, he filled the bucket with a bowl of white salt.

We'll use this from now on, Bai Yang said, pointing to the salt in the bowl.

There seems to be something wrong, this 'we' is too natural...

The girl didn't understand at all. Under Bai Yang's gesticulating gesture, she stretched out two fingers and picked up a few grains of salt and put it in her mouth. Her eyes widened instantly. She was obviously bitter from the salt, but she couldn't bear to vomit. He also put an index finger in his mouth and looked at Bai Yang in amazement.

With this scene, he couldn't bear to make a fool of himself any longer, so Bai Yang forced himself to turn around and look for the white-bearded old man with a bucket of salt.

I don't know if it's because the old man sleeps very lightly. When Bai Yang found the old man with the white beard, the old man was already sitting on a rattan chair, kindly looking at the group of half-sized children and gesticulating.

The old man greeted Bai Yang's arrival with a smile, but he didn't know what he was talking about...

It was another gesticulating blind gesture, letting the old man know that the white powder in the bucket was table salt, and it was a reward for the villagers who helped build the house yesterday, and then gave it to the other party together.

The old man was more excited than the girl. He grabbed a pinch of salt and stuffed it into his mouth so salty that his nose and eyes wrinkled into a pile and he couldn't bear to spit it out. Then his bones seemed to be a few pounds lighter, and he ran away with a bucket of salt...

Bai Yang, who grew up in the city, does not know the importance of salt for heavy manual laborers. If heavy physical laborers do not eat salt for a long time, they will have no strength, poor mental state, and osteoporosis. The only thing is that the hair will turn white...

How low is the living standard here, that the villagers who got a little salt can be excited like this!

Bai Yang almost died of grief, if he resold daily necessities, he felt that he could empty the bottoms of the villagers here.

The sun rises, its light is vast, the mist is like smoke, the dew is crystal clear, the leaves are whirling, the grass is fragrant, the children are playing, the smoke is curling up, the sun, the woods, the breeze, the sound of laughter, and the laughter constitute a peaceful scene in this breezy morning. A serene picture scroll.

Bai Yang doesn't have the air of a half-haired artist. He just feels very comfortable about all this. He is bored squatting on a big rock to watch a group of muscular men of all sizes showing off their bodies and unique skills. He has no intention of joining in at all. The small body can't even compare with a child, so don't lose that person.

Looking at it, Bai Yang realized that the No. 3 barbarian sneaked around him, taking advantage of his inattention to 'blatantly' take away the electric baton beside him...

What the hell is this guy doing?

Then Bai Yang was so happy that he almost rolled off the big rock.

I saw the No. 3 barbarian get a set of tattered armor made of metal plates from somewhere, and put it on his body that looks like a steel plate, and then he pressed the switch of the electric rod to hit the armor...

This time it was even worse, the metal is conductive, I lay on the ground straight up and twitched for a long time without getting up, the electric rod rolled away all the way...

It's so determined to compete with the electric baton, but I still admire your spirit of exploration.

Sighing Bai Yang, he picked up the electric baton and continued to stand on the stone to watch a group of muscular men show off their unique skills.

What puzzled Bai Yang was that the villagers didn't know whether the reflex arc was too long or their ability to accept broke through the sky. They had no curiosity at all about the wood that disappeared last night, the salt and electric rods they brought. , Bai Yang couldn't figure it out with such a natural look.

It's a good time, but I wasted my time so boringly, it's like everyone is angry.

While eating the barbecue meat carefully fed by the girl, Bai Yang sighed in his heart, he felt even more bored when a group of muscular men, big and small, left.

Boredom is a disease, there is a cure!

He had to find something to do, otherwise he would be bored to death. Seeing the scene of a bunch of muscular men getting ready to go hunting in the jungle again, Bai Yang thought about it and ran over.

He didn't look for anyone else, but the three Iron Triangle barbarians who brought him to this village, after all, he was familiar with them.

After pointing fingers and gesticulating indiscriminately, it was hard for the other party to understand what he wanted to follow to see.

The three big men muttered a few words but did not refuse.

Then Bai Yang turned his head and stared wide-eyed, the girl who had been following behind him had changed into a different outfit and continued to follow behind him silently.

A suit of leather armor, leather pants, leather boots, and leather wristbands outlined the figure to the extreme. Although the outfit looked a bit crude and rough, a wave of wildness rushed towards his face.

There is a dagger in the boot, a soft whip wrapped around the waist, a bow and arrow on the back, and a three-foot-long cold broadsword twisted in the hand, almost armed to the teeth, right?

Facing the girl's attire, Bai Yang had the idea that this girl would beat him ten times just for fun.

Ya is not ashamed but proud. No matter how high the force value is, it can't cover up the fact that these villagers live backward. A sense of superiority among urban youths experiencing tribal life arises spontaneously...

Then... Let's go like this. It's not like Bai Yang doesn't know how dangerous the jungle is, but is there a sense of security among these people whose strength value exploded?

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