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The sacrifices in this era are different from those in TV dramas.

The witches of the three tribes wore sackcloth, animal skins, feather crowns and jade stones on their heads, shining in the sun, and they almost hung everything they could hang on their bodies.There was a cluster of dirt and stones in the bone tray, and Uro was too far away to see it clearly. If it hadn't been for the one who scooped up the dirt from the ground, he probably wouldn't have been able to distinguish it.

The soil is the earth, the sky cannot be replaced, and the stones represent mountains and rivers.

It seems to worship nature, no wonder there is no conflict.

In human history, the earliest worship and belief came from all things, not only the yin and yang of the heavens and the earth, the changes in the wind and clouds, but also the mountains, rivers, seas, vegetation, rocks, and even various animals, all are regarded as gods— — including disease.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as a plague god.

Soon, apart from the big witch in the middle who had been having epileptic seizures, the witches on both sides held water and fire and put them on the pelvis together. If it wasn't for the lack of metal, they could almost make up the five elements.

Bone is against wood, water and fire are formed, and mud is against earth.

And Yan just stood aside, leaning on the giant wolf and watching. He was tall enough, and his body was slightly tilted so that he didn't look stooped, but rather frivolous and undisciplined.None of the tribes left their booths, they just stared at the sacrificial ceremony in reverence, not to mention, the dance of these three witches was indeed more powerful and systematic than that of Amber, and they even had musical instruments.

There are leather drums, ruler pieces, xun...

In any case, the whole aura is indeed far more sacred and solemn than the bonfire party in the tribe.

Wuluo stood numb, so he changed his posture and shifted his weight to the other leg. Of course, such sacrifices cannot be compared with the various performances in later TV dramas. What is rare about them is that they have a kind of shocking power , the roar is similar to that of wild beasts, coming from the wilderness.

Jie was too excited to speak.

"..."

Wu Luo looked at the crowd, and everyone's performance was similar. It seemed that this sacrifice was indeed very exciting, and the only one who didn't seem to fit in well was Wu Luo.

After all, it was a sacrifice related to trading, and it didn't take too long, and even the sacrifices came from heaven and earth.

At the end of the sacrifice, the great witch standing in the center suddenly grabbed the soil from the pelvis and poured it out, and everyone nearby was spilled. They looked very happy, and Jie, who was standing next to Uro, showed envy. "It's great that they stand close together."

Uro didn't understand at all, so he fell silent. He wanted to see how the water and fire were going to be distributed.

I don't know that people are not stupid. They extinguished the flames in the water, and then took the utensils containing the water and splashed them on everyone with their hands. After walking ten steps in a strange rhythm, they put the fire melted into the water Poured into the soil and let out a loud drink.The witch who has been standing in the main seat is the first old man Wuluo saw after he came to this world. His hair and beard are gray, but his spirit is very good, his roar is loud, and his body is so strong that he can fight. Ten Uroes died.

Uro couldn't tell his age, and felt that this witch was only five or sixty years old in terms of appearance and spirit, but his hair and beard could not be said to be seventy or eighty years old.

If it is about force—others don't know, anyway, Wu Luo feels that if he breaks his head with him, he will definitely lose, no matter from his job or force value.

The sacrifice ended much faster than Wu Luo thought. He looked at his watch and saw that less than an hour had passed. Fortunately, the three witches were able to maintain such a high-intensity song and dance performance in their old age.And now they had already had an overview of almost all the stalls, so Wu Jian simply dragged Jie, who was still dazed in a daze, back to her own stall.

After the sacrifice, the trade has really started, and some tribes are coming.

Uro squinted and could see a few boats with different shapes floating on the river in the distance. They should be from tribes farther away, but he didn't know what they brought. It's not urgent, and we can look at it later.

When Wuluo and the others came back from a round, their stall was already full of people, but most of them were just watching the fun, but they didn't want to buy, and those who really wanted to buy were forced by Amber and the others not to sell them temporarily, so they had to wait. with.Amber didn't want to sell it for a price. First, she didn't know how to sell it, so she refused to let go. Second, she wanted to wait for Wuluo to come back from the transfer and make sure they needed something before making a deal.

There is not a shortage of anything in the tribe now, and everyone has food and drink. If Amber decides for herself, she would rather exchange food and some uncommon things with other people, but Uro has always had her own ideas. I don't want anything in particular, and I have never seen many things before, so I just let Uro decide.

The so-called layman watches the fun, and the insider watches the way. Apart from watching the fun, of course there will also be those who know the way to try to communicate with Hu Po and the others.

The textile industry in the market is basically "monopolized" by the Gema tribe. The girls of their tribe twist the fibers from the hemp, soak them until they are soft enough, and then stitch them together with animal skins to weave them into robes. They even have the concept of clothes, which they make every year. Produce different "versions" of clothing.

Whether you want winter clothes or summer clothes, you can even bring your own materials for transformation.

Wu Luo has seen their stalls, the flax on it is very soft, the thinnest fibers are twisted into strands, which is not the same as the softness of silk, but their flax doesn't seem to be dyed, and all the threads are dark brown.There aren't many things sold on the stalls, most of them are ready-made clothes and balls of thread, but they are very smart, and they also sell mending and modification.

There are various types of needles on the girls’ sackcloth, and some may be rods for winding thread. They can deftly embroider patterns according to the lines of the sackcloth in a few minutes. Basically, tribes like them don’t Then serve the small tribes, but only trade with the big tribes that gave birth to Li.

The facts were exactly as Wu Luo expected, all the people looking for them were big tribes without exception, and they were all the types with dozens of animal skins stacked on top of each other.

"Do they need anything?"

Uro leaned on Jie and squeezed into the crowd, and finally returned to his seat safely in the wall of people blocked by a group of big men. He looked at the two chattering and excited girls in front of him. Recognizing that it was from the Gema tribe, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Amber didn't answer, but instead asked enthusiastically, "Does anyone else have anything useful?"

"We have it next door." Uro smiled, "Haven't you seen it?"

"I've seen it, but it's just needles and fish." Amber said with a little disdain, "However, their 'shells' are very good, and they look luminous. I really want them."

The main component of seashells is calcium carbonate, which can be used to make many things, and the clam shells and shells at the stall next door are very large, and can be used as utensils for scooping water or plates, so Uro is very interested in her hobby of shining He didn't comment or disagree, just said, "Then change it, what do they want?"

"He won't exchange it with us." Amber said a little unhappy, "He wants to exchange silk cloth with us, and if he wants to exchange pottery, he will only give us a few shells, saying that pottery is too easy to break."

Uro looked at the chattering gestures next door, and couldn't help but subtly said, "Can you understand what they're saying?"

"Su Cu understands."

Amber pointed at Su Cu who was eating jerky, and betrayed him unceremoniously.

Uro "...it doesn't feel good."

Leaving aside other elements, why do you not understand what I say, and you understand when others make gestures without understanding the language? The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes must not be prejudiced against me.

Uro sincerely and carefully considered the possibility of internal conflicts in their tribe.

"Since this is the case, what is the price in your heart?"

"Price in mind?" Hu Po looked at Wu Luo blankly, and asked hesitantly, "What do you mean?"

Uro pursed his lower lip, thought about it seriously, and explained, "How many shells do you want to get?"

"Can we change all of them?" Amber looked at Uro expectantly. The witches have always been omnipotent, so she naturally expected that Uro would be able to solve the problem this time.

The one next to them—let’s call it the Sea Fish Tribe. The people of the Sea Fish Tribe don’t look that strong. They should have no shortage of salt and food after living by the sea for a long time. Uro brought only silk cloth, pottery, and salt. The last one Basically, it can be ruled out, so the only things that can be exchanged are silk cloth and pottery.

If there is too much silk cloth cut, they can't afford it, and if there is too little cut, they probably won't change it, which is not a good idea.

Black pottery is expensive, and firing requires more patience. It is easy to say to blacken pottery by splashing fire with water to produce smoke, but in fact, the failure rate is still very high. Most of the time, pottery is only dyed dark and shallow.I felt distressed when the price was too cheap, but they refused to accept it if it was too expensive. Wu Luo licked his teeth, then suddenly opened the basket, and poured all the refined salt they boiled into the black pottery.

Because the main product is black pottery, the salt is stored in other large pottery pots. Wu Luo took out the salt and poured it into the black pottery. It looked a bit crystal clear in the sun, as if it had just been excavated from the soil and mixed with salt. Gems of other colors.

The white flowered green salt is contained in the lacquered black pottery, reflecting each other, making it even more exquisite.

The Gema Tribe who had been watching the cloth couldn't help being stunned.

The pursuit of beauty is inherent in human beings.

Wu Luo didn't care about his unintentional decoration, but took out the rough pottery filled with green salt to exchange. They could burn dozens of this kind of pottery in two or three days. It was big enough, simple, and there was no complicated process.

The Sea Fish Tribe does not need exquisite ritual utensils like black pottery. Their goal should still be practical. The advantages of black pottery are meaningless to them.

"Change?"

Wu Luo sat on the booth with an empty pottery pot in his arms, and patted the people of the Sea Fish Tribe. The other party looked a little wary. It was obvious that the transaction just now didn't go well. They also said something, but everyone didn't understand each other. .Seeing them hesitate for a moment, Ulo exchanged and handed out two huge clam shells, and then shoveled out a large handful of small and medium shells from the basket, some were good and some were broken, the largest one was like a soy sauce dish, and the smallest one had mussels The bulk, all intact, almost undamaged, they scooped out these shells and put them on two clamshells.

The people of the Sea Fish Tribe pointed to the empty pottery pot, gestured for another size, and stretched out two more fingers.

So many shells, they want three clay pots.

Not to mention other small shells, these two huge clam shells are really exciting. The surface is smooth and clean, and the inner shell has a pearl-like luster. They can be used as materials for handicrafts.

"No." Although this is a good deal, it can't be calculated like this. Wu Luo shook his head, and directed Chi Duan to bring over a medium-sized one, and motioned, "Just two, do you want it or not."

The members of the Haiyu Tribe looked at each other, they had never faced a bargaining price, everyone gave the price they wanted, and walked away if it was not suitable, unlike Uro, who used a slightly larger one to lower the price.Feeling uncomfortable not taking advantage of this, and feeling panicked when taking advantage of this, the people of the Sea Fish Tribe puffed up their faces in confusion, thinking of something, and opened another basket.

This time Wu Luo could see clearly that the hands of the people from the Sea Fish Tribe turned aqua blue. They took out a few slippery fish from the baskets, which looked like a combination of loach and sea snake, and the water accumulated in their palms. In the sky, the two arms look as blue as the sea.

Uro was stunned.

The people of the sea fish tribe didn't know that Wuluo was shocked by their skin, and they thought they were surprised that the fish was still alive. Riga price.

"Fuck, mom, I've come to the fantasy world."

Wu Luo stared dumbfounded at the hands of the Sea Fish Tribe, seeing those slippery snake fish still shuttling in the shells in a trance, and felt for a while that he might be hallucinating due to lack of sleep.

"That's the water gland."

Yan's voice suddenly sounded behind Wu Luo, and almost everyone stood up and saluted him, their expressions becoming serious.

"What thing?" Ulo rubbed his nasal bone, and asked in a daze, "Is that something a person can have?"

Yan explained, "It's a kind of gland. Not only their tribe, but people nearby also have this kind of gland. They have been with sea water for a long time, and they have evolved something called water gland in their body, which can store water and provide food for food." Skin breathes. I’m not a biologist, so I don’t know if that’s the way to explain it. You can probably understand it as the camel’s hump. They can stay underwater for a long time, and they are very easy to develop color, so every time they touch water, their bodies will Discoloration."

"Then why doesn't the blood come out?" Wu Luo dazedly exchanged things with the Sea Fish Tribe, thinking that this sounded scientific, but it also seemed so fucking unscientific.

"I don't know." Yan Qing fluttered and said, "But it doesn't matter, the water can't be sprayed out, and it has no other use. It can only let them stay under the water for a while, and they still kill like normal people, piercing the heart. And the brain will die."

Uro retorted subconsciously, "You know?"

"I have killed." Yan Ping said, "Their blood is not more than normal people."

Wherever you go, you have grudges.

Wu Luo really doubted whether all the tribes present had been killed by Yan. If there was a small book to record the number of heads collected by tribes around the world, basically no one would stand second if Yan stood first.

"Do you know all the tribes here? What about the bee tribe?" Uro looked up and pointed at one of the tribes that he didn't understand at random. "They have two kinds of honey. I don't know the difference. You know what they are. ?"

"Their tribe worships bees very much. Every girl will get a queen bee after birth. When the girl grows up and the queen bee dies after building a nest, she will take off the stingers and wings and polish them, glue them together as ornaments. , I will never pick them off in this life." Yan Ping said calmly, "Their bees are very big and can become a kind of natural defense wall, and the hives live on trees, and occasionally they will drink sap. It is filled with honey and mixed with the sap of the tree, so when harvesting, not only the honeycomb, but also the inside of the tree can scrape out the honey pulp."

Uro suddenly realized, "No wonder they have two kinds of honey."

These things are indeed not the same as the earth, but there is no exaggeration beyond cognition, Uro rubbed his browbones, determined to treat them as a new kind of creature, so he asked, "What are you doing here? "

"Change food." Yan calmly said, "This sea snake tastes very good. It can be stewed or grilled. It tastes like a mixture of chicken and steak."

Wu Luo said quietly, "It doesn't sound very delicious."

After exchanging things, Wu Luo didn't talk too much to Yan, but went to his booth with a basket on his back, and he had to talk to Hu Po about what he should exchange for the tribe before returning.Although the market is not big, it has a lot of things. After all, it is not possible to open Taobao to buy everything you want in the future. It only happens once a year. If you miss this time, you will have to wait until next year.

The honey of the bee tribe smells very fragrant, the big tribes have well-trained animals and seeds, the clothes and thread balls of the Gema tribe have their own processing, and some tribes are selling herbs and farming tools...

They have to pick the ones that matter.

At this time, Su Cu was already dancing and communicating with the two girls.

Su Cu was selected this time because he came from the Lianshan tribe. They had all participated in this kind of trade before, and it was better to have experience than to have no experience.

"Why do you choose Sucu instead of Qiku?" Wu Luo asked while handing the shells in the basket to Amber, "He has seen glass before."

Amber touched the beautiful clamshell happily, and replied, "But Qiku can't run fast. If it's like last time in the Lianshan tribe, it's more important to be able to run. Otherwise, we'd be a little tired with you, If you run with another Qiku, everything will be thrown here."

Wu Luo, who was a weakling in terms of physical strength, was speechless, especially before he came to this market, he really had the thought of being defensive towards Yan in his heart.

It seemed that Su Cuu had finished communicating with the two girls. He turned his head and said, "They want to exchange a piece of sackcloth for a piece of silk cloth."

"Ah—" Hu Po looked at Wu Luo, "Wu, what do you think?"

Their silk cloth is very different from the silk cloth of later generations. It is not a complete piece, but rolled up in one piece, so that two pieces of silk cloth can be sewn together like a child's fart curtain to form a piece of clothing. Not to mention the shape, it's not even the clothes, it's only because Xisi sews on the sleeves that she can barely see the prototype of the clothes.

From this point of view alone, the people of the Gema Tribe are very honest, not only did they not take advantage of them, they were considered a big giveaway.

It's just that the prices of silk and hemp are different.

Uro pondered for a moment and said, "Change it."

However, he also wanted to see other people's craftsmanship these days. It would not be a disadvantage to change this. After all, they are selling materials, not finished products, and the finished products have to be counted as labor costs.

Amber frowned and said, "But what do we need clothes for? We know how to weave ourselves?"

She really wanted to hear Uro's opinion, but that didn't mean that Amber had no idea. Clothes were different from other items and couldn't be distributed equally to everyone, so it wasn't a priority for Amber.

"Look at how other people's clothes are made, maybe we can make some for ourselves." Uro said calmly, "Didn't you notice that their clothes are different from ours?"

"Okay." Amber reluctantly agreed.

Su Cu then turned to communicate again. In fact, he didn't speak the language of the Gema Tribe, but he could flexibly use his body and demeanor to express his meaning—it seems that the Lianshan Tribe had indeed participated in many transactions.

"Whose clothes do they want to change?" Su Cuu turned his head and asked again.

Amber said frankly, "Change mine."

Uro subconsciously looked at her, but the female leader looked back strangely, "What's the matter, do you want it?"

"No." Uro shook his head.

In fact, the silk clothes that everyone wore this time were not completely allocated to them. Simply put, it was like going to a photo studio to borrow clothes for a wedding shoot, which belonged to a time-limited clothing.When this transaction is over, the silk clothes will become the property of the tribe, waiting to be taken out to fill the noodles when going out next time, so everyone is fighting for the glory of going out and wearing clothes for the first time.

One size fits all is a good size.

However, if it is something like exchanging clothes, if you really have to decide, you can only choose between the leader and a powerful person like Wu, which will easily cause conflicts for others.

The deal was straightforward. After the decision, one of the two girls went back to get the clothes, and the other stayed here to choose the silk cloth they liked.

The person who went back to pick up the clothes also compared the size of Amber, but only compared the shoulders and height. They already had a concept of size. The girl used her hands as a gesture of length.

The little girl who picked out the silk cloth finally chose a piece of red cloth that was more evenly dyed, and then quietly waited for her companion. She seemed to be very interested in salt and black pottery, but she was only interested in it and had no intention of buying it. , waited until her companions came over and handed them the clothes, and then left neatly.

It seems that everyone buys and sells each other to learn skills secretly. Wu Luo couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the two little girls walking on the road and began to hold the thread to observe.

But they are not qualified to speak of others.

After Huber got the sackcloth, she didn't get on her body immediately, but checked it first, curled her lips with some disgust and said, "It's not soft."

In fact, this dress is much softer than tanned animal skins. These days, the methods of tanning hides are very crude. If Hu Po hadn't been touching silk cloth recently, she would definitely only admire such light linen clothes, not dislike them.Uro looked at the linen clothes seriously, and found that it was very tight and almost airtight. It didn't have a natural grid like normal fabrics, but it was more like a knitted sweater.

Are these not woven, but woven?

The work that the Ge Ma tribe takes out is basically helping to sew, or embroider rough patterns with hemp thread. They also have a lot of research on accessories, and they know that this method of weaving clothes will not be exposed to outsiders.

Regarding the knowledge about weaving, it would be considered a lot to say that Wu Luo has only a half-knowledge. He put down the sackcloth resentfully, and decided to leave this troublesome problem to Xi Si to think about. Those who get inspiration and ideas in the lines can be stimulated no matter how bad they are.

Moreover, the style of the Gema tribe is worth learning, and the clothes that Xisi and the others make are really sorry for the clothes.

What's even more peculiar is that this kind of hemp has a faint fragrance, which can't be smelled from a distance, but can still be smelled when you get close. It's really strange, does hemp have a fragrance?

Regardless of dislike, Hu Po happily put on this beautiful sackcloth and stuffed her silk dress inside.

Wu Luo and Jie replaced other people to guard the stall. Su Cuo had seen the market when he was still in the Lianshan Tribe, and he was considered a half-time worker, so he followed them honestly to welcome new customers at the stall.After Wu Luo entrusted the matter to Jie and Su Cu, he fell into his own thoughts. He had already been to the market, and he probably knew what each house had, so he had to consider what to exchange for it.

The Sun Moon Tribe has an advantage that other tribes can't learn, that is, they are close. They can replenish the supply of goods at any time, instead of having to trade with the things they have bought after selling things like other tribes.

Their manpower can produce and deliver without interruption, and what is missing can be replenished immediately when it is sold out.

So now just think about what to change back.

It would be great if we could change the technology and go back, but Wuluo didn't think the Gema tribe had such good intentions, and their sericulture business hadn't fully developed yet, so it wouldn't be too late to think about it until next year.

Until now, the tribe still uses the silk thread from the cocoons of wild silkworms. There should be several kinds of silkworms of different types in the forest outside them, and they eat completely different trees.There is a kind of silkworm that is larger in size and stronger in resistance and vitality than white silkworms. The silk color of this kind of silkworm is earthy yellow and grayish blue, and it is very easy to dye, unlike white silkworms that are prone to uneven dyeing.

Uro divides them into white silkworms and colored silkworms. The silk of white silkworms is shorter but more elastic, and they only form individual cocoons; Long, sometimes as huge as a beehive.

These two kinds of silkworms are very productive. When there are many on a leaf, there are hundreds of them densely, and when there are few, there are dozens of them, but only half of them can survive.

They grow very fast. When the house was built before, several large trees whose crowns were eaten up were burnt in the tribe. These are the masterpieces of these silkworms.

If we count the fifty or so people in the tribe, it is actually enough for daily life by going out regularly every month to pick up those wild silkworms outside. A simple piece of clothing only needs two cocoons of large colorful silkworms or twenty small white silkworms. silkworm.After all, this is not modern. A silk pajama needs more than 3000 cocoons to be carefully and repeatedly produced. Besides, the silkworms of the two eras are different in size and cannot be compared together.

Silk has a wide range of applications. In addition to clothes, ropes and bowstrings also need it. Fortunately, those are basically mixtures. The proportion of hemp is much higher than that of silk, so it doesn't consume much.

If we take the concept that a family can feed the whole world without worrying about it, maybe they will regularly remove insect pests for nature after collecting silkworm cocoons.

But when it comes to this point, Wu Luo is actually very puzzled. In the past, everyone didn’t use silk, so why didn’t there be any pests? Now they use silk, but they are almost eaten and cut down several trees. How much faster is running than walking? meaning.

He has forgotten that in the past, humans had no way to deal with birds. The ecological chain circulated, and silkworms would not overflow too much. Now the traps, bows and arrows of the tribe have posed a great threat to birds and beasts. There are fewer natural enemies in the area where silkworms live. Start flooding.

Wu Luo couldn't figure out why, so he returned his thoughts to the main topic. No matter how fast the silkworms flooded, the wild is unstable after all. If they want to be like the Gema tribe, they must raise silkworms.

This time, the workmanship of the silk clothes is not fast, but it is not slow. The tools Wuluo took out are already extremely complete waist machines, and the only thing left is to tie ropes to the wooden sticks and let them tie them around their waists. Work.Half of the collection team went out. A dozen or so women worked day and night. In addition, the children were led by A Cai to join the dyeing process. It took several days to get out 30 yuan cloth. It is used to make clothes, half of which is used for sale, and the collection team in the middle will also go out to pick up silkworm cocoons and cook them into new silkworm thread. In this way, the silk stored in the tribe is still exhausted.

The slowest part of the whole process is not weaving, but sewing two pieces of cloth together.

However, in the tribe, the idle women are allowed to sew one side, which speeds up the process.

Of course, there is one thing to say, the result of convenience and speed is a fart curtain with uneven dyeing.

The dyeing process is almost the same as nothing. They went out to pick plants and berries, crushed them in clay pots, brewed them with water, stuffed the woven cloth into them, stirred them and marinated them, and hung them up to dry at night.

It would have been better if there was no Ge Ma tribe for comparison, but with a comparison, it would look even more miserable.

Clothes need to be improved, wild animals need to be domesticated, and there are seeds and farm tools for farming...

Amber went out with two black pottery, but came back with a basket on her back. Uro was sitting on the silk cloth thinking about the transaction content and the new schedule, when a woman squeezed in beside her, she couldn't help being startled, almost fell headlong .Hu Po showed a pair of canine teeth, and laughed so hard that she couldn't find her eyes. She sneaked around in the sun for a while, and whispered to Wu Luo, "Oh, I changed to''."

"What the hell?" Uro was in a lack of interest, so he didn't bother to care about the two black pottery. If they belonged to "friends come from afar" like other tribes now, they might have a brain hemorrhage when Hu Po traded things without discussing. , but their hometown is nearby, and it takes a few hours to go back and carry things if they need something. Amber is free to buy whatever she likes.

Amber took out a handful of soft things and handed them to Uro.

Uro just glanced at it, and then sat up straight. In the basket was a pile of cotton, or a pile of colored cotton. There were various colors, but most of them were white cotton.

He subconsciously opened the cotton with his hands and found that there were still cotton seeds hidden inside.

"You...where did this... come from?" Uro was dumbfounded. He pressed the lid of the basket and almost poked his head into the basket of amber, and found that the dense layer of cotton on the top was all gone, and the bottom was long. branch.The cotton was at least three or four meters long and was folded and stuffed in.

Seeing his happy appearance, Amber also showed her teeth and smiled, and said in a low voice, "I think it looks like pulled hair. The seller said a lot, and I couldn't understand, but they also talked about this can plug the wound." Blood, I’ll buy it back for you to see.” She tilted her head, took out a leaf bag from somewhere, and called everyone over.

This leaf bag is not big, and there are several pieces of broken yellow paste inside.

Amber squeezed the gooey lumps together first, then broke them off and gave each person a piece, then ate a small piece herself, and rewrapped the rest.

Probably to leave it to Mo and the others.

Uro turned the dusty food with a bit of distaste, squeezed it, it felt very elastic and a little sticky, and wondered, "What is this?"

He tentatively stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it. He felt that it was a bit like yellow rice noodles. It tasted a little sweet and sticky to the teeth, but it was very soft, as if it was boiled.

This is beyond the scope of Amber's knowledge. After thinking for a while, she shook her head to express that she didn't know.

"Is this seed for sale?" Uro asked Amber.

Amber shook her head again, "They gave it to me. I was buying this multi-colored hair. Someone was eating. I was a little hungry, so they gave me a piece to eat. It seemed that it was ready. They boiled water and boiled it. , boiled to a sticky state, and placed in the leaves."

Yes, Amber!Rely on face to eat free food.

Wu Luo was basically sure that this thing must be yellow rice noodles, no matter how bad it was, it was the predecessor of yellow rice noodles, a kind of grain, and he couldn't remember which one.

This market is really where the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and each showed their magical powers. Immortals from all over the world have come, and everything that should be and should not be available is readily available.

"Su Cu, Jie, you two look at the stall, I'll go out with Hu Po." Wu Luo hurriedly pulled Hu Po up, put down the basket on her back, picked up a piece of black pottery and a piece of silk cloth, and said, "Look out Never throw away the things in this basket, do you hear me?"

Once Wu became serious, there was always a feeling of calmness and prestige. Su Cu nodded immediately, and Jie reacted a little slower, and belatedly put the basket into her arms and nodded.

"Very good—" Uro applauded, "Amber, let's go, take me to see the tribe that gave you this food, and we'll trade it with him."

"Is this important?" Amber asked as she pulled him along.

Wu Luo said quietly, "This is more filling than three pieces of animal meat."

In the next second, Amber immediately dragged him to run wildly, Uro was dragged staggeringly, and could only be messed up in the wind.

But no matter how fast they ran, it was useless. The two of them talked with each other. Even if Uro pointed to the food to communicate with them, the two sides still couldn't figure out why.Just when Wuluo was discouraged, a woman in the cotton tribe suddenly pushed the man beside her and said something, the man's eyes lit up and he ran out quickly.

"What if we can't get through the conversation?"

Uro was a little worried. He was sure that the other party should have understood what he meant, but there might be some misunderstanding in it. For example, whether to buy yellow rice noodles or seeds, there is a difference between the two. It is still too difficult to rely on heart communication and eye contact. point.And it doesn't look like the other party is refusing, nor is it negotiating. What does this mean?

"They didn't bring seeds, they only brought food. If you want to change it, you can go to the Seven Bran Tribe to change it."

Uro turned around subconsciously, and saw that the little brother who had just run out brought Yan over. The other party was listening to the people from the Cotton Tribe, and after a moment of contemplation, he said to Uro, "They also sell herbs to repel insects. ?”

"You understand?"

Uro felt like he was asking nonsense, but Yan didn't have much reaction, he just nodded calmly and said, "I can understand all the tribes here, sometimes they want to change things but can't say it Sometimes, they will ask me what it means, but this kind of time is rare.”

"Okay." Uro nodded, and put a black pottery bowl on the Cotton Tribe's stall. The women immediately burst into laughter. They handed a large bunch of dried herbs to Uro, and happily put away the black pottery. down.They don't lack pottery, but they lack such beautiful ritual vessels. Large tribes rarely sell such ritual vessels. This black pottery bowl.

While putting medicinal herbs into the basket, Uro asked casually, "Does their tribe still sell medicinal herbs?"

Amber looked a little pale. After so long, she still couldn't look directly at this man.

"The name of their tribe is translated as Duomi, which means a place where miasma occurs frequently. It is hot and humid, and there are many poisonous insects and snakes, so most of them live in trees, and they know a lot about herbs. They don't sell herbs, but they mainly sell them. Herbs are herbal medicines, and there are often bugs and ants in the caves, so the market is very wide, and the Gema tribe often buys their herbs to smoke clothes.”

No wonder the sackcloth was lightly scented.

Yan answered patiently