I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

Several tribes in the north had a very pleasant negotiation, and finally solved the problem of how much goat meat to exchange for a rattan basket. Both sides felt very satisfied. basket.

Of course, a lot of goat meat was also sent later.

Ever since they saw Cheng Yang's two pottery bowls, the people in the tribe felt itchy, wishing that Cheng Yang could start the kiln immediately and make another batch of pottery bowls, which was naturally rejected by Cheng Yang.

Before, he was just trying to test whether he could successfully fire the pottery. Now he can almost master the temperature of the pottery. Naturally, he didn't want to toss as much as before. When he thought about the pottery bowl he had fired for two days before, it was not only tiring, but also a sight to behold. Looking at the pottery that was blown up, I was also tortured psychologically, and I felt that I was about to leave a shadow.

He felt that the kiln was too small, the firewood that could be put in it was limited, and the temperature was naturally not easy to raise.

What's more, Cheng Yang still wanted to make pottery pots and pans, and the small cave can hold very few things, so firing pottery in this way is a waste of firewood, not to mention high cost, but also low efficiency.

Hearing that Cheng Yang wanted a bigger cave dwelling, all the men in the tribe clapped their chests and assured them that it would be no problem to leave it to them. Even the women stood up and said they could help.

Cheng Yang found a quick-witted clansman, told him roughly the structure of the cave he designed, and made a sketch with branches on the ground, asking him to be in charge of the work, while he himself was busy with other things first.

Since the last time the exiles came to attack again, the clansmen have seen the power of this defensive ditch, and now they are full of confidence in it.

But this is not the case for Cheng Yang. Many beasts fell into it before and escaped by digging holes. It can be seen that this ditch is not as powerful as imagined. What's more, those wanderers have already seen this ditch. You can think of better recruits next time.

According to Cheng Yang, they should take the initiative to seize the opportunity, instead of staying in the tribe and waiting to die.

There is a large tent in the center of the Shuofeng tribe's land. One of the tents looks inconspicuous from the outside, but it is guarded by many tribesmen.

"Chengyang, you are here."

As soon as Cheng Yang walked in, he was alerted by a man. When he saw that this little Douding was from his own clan, his face softened a little.

"The leader came here before and told us that we will listen to your arrangements later."

Cheng Yang nodded and glanced at the man in front of him. He was not very familiar with him, but it could be seen that he was a serious person.

He came from a distance just now, except for the man in front of him, the other guards were full of curiosity about the figure in the distance, but this man was the only one who stared straight ahead.

Cheng Yang approached the tent, raised the curtain and walked in, gritted his teeth and followed, two people, one big and one small, appeared in front of the captured exiles.

These people had bruised noses and swollen faces. They must have been beaten before, and Cheng Yang knew that it must have been beaten by members of the tribe without asking.

Although his face was painted, he was obviously in good spirits. Seeing the two approaching, there was no malicious smile on his face.

Especially the man in the middle, he showed a fierce expression at Cheng Yang, and was still cursing.

Cheng Yang looked at them calmly, thinking in his heart, it seems that this group of people is still not cleaned up, otherwise how could they still have the strength to swear.

"Have you given them food?"

"No," Bao Ya replied, "From last night until now, I haven't given them anything to eat..."

Listening to Cheng Yang's questioning, these captured prisoners were even more provocative, obviously they didn't take hunger seriously.

Cheng Yang looked at the few people in front of him, and felt that they had a kind of gangster spirit on them. He looked like a vicious gangster. If he was really a real little bean, he would be really scared if he didn't keep them all.

"Someone get some meat slices, and a fire set."

The fire tools that Cheng Yang mentioned were stone slabs, chopsticks, and kindling, and now all the people of the Shuofeng tribe ate them.

Hearing his order, Kuang Ya raised his head in puzzlement, not understanding why Cheng Yang wanted these, could it be that he was going to give them food, he was very annoyed, but he decided to follow what he said do it.

If Cheng Yang really planned to give the meat slices to these exiles, he would definitely tell the leader.

Apparently, the few wanderers had the same guess in their hearts, their faces were full of complacency, and their eyes were full of disdain for the Shuofeng tribe people in front of them.

In their view, these people in the north are a group of weak people. Knowing that they are from the south, how can they make things difficult for them? Aren't they afraid of revenge from the south?

Looking at the rampant looks on the faces of the few exiles in front of them, the guards of the Shuofeng tribe were so angry that they wanted to pin them to the ground and beat them up, but they were stopped by Cheng Yang in the end, but the beating failed.

Because Cheng Yang didn't allow them to use force, seeing the provocation of these exiles, the clansman looked depressed, and felt rather annoyed, and ran directly outside the tent, out of sight and out of mind.

I'm really mad at these exiles, I want to beat them to death!

Soon, Kuo Ya brought back what Cheng Yang asked for. He looked at the clansmen squatting in the corner sullenly, turned his head to look at Cheng Yang, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Cheng Yang took what Kuo Ya handed over, and glanced at the few clansmen in front of him, knowing that they had great opinions on his behavior, he didn't explain it, but squatted down to live.

The meat slices were burning fragrantly on the oily stone slab. Not only the guards of the Shuofeng tribe moved over, but even the bound Liuren stopped provoking. Greedy.

Why is it so fragrant?

They hadn't eaten for almost a day, and now smelling such delicious sliced ​​meat, these people couldn't control their saliva, and looked at Cheng Yang longingly, waiting for him to feed them.

Seeing their salivating faces, the originally greedy clansmen suddenly sulked, snorted coldly, turned their backs, and didn't want to look at Cheng Yang again.

Feeding such a good thing to this group of wanderers is not as good as feeding the beasts in the mountains!

Cheng Yang was neither angry nor explained, a piece of meat on the slate had turned dark red, it was already cooked, he gently picked it up with chopsticks, and held it in front of Kuo Ya.

The clansmen looked astonished, and then they saw Cheng Yang picking up slices of well-cooked meat and feeding them into their mouths respectively.

Although I don't know what Cheng Yang is doing, but the meat slices are so delicious, there is no reason not to eat them.

One by one, they swallowed those slices of meat contentedly.

Those exiles had distorted faces. If they hadn't been tied up, they would have rushed in front of these Shuofeng tribesmen and fought them to the death.

He had already been hungry all day, but he purposely went to eat meat in front of them.

What do they mean? Doesn't the Shuofeng tribe have a place to eat? They actually went to them to eat, and they didn't respect them, the exiles who were imprisoned here.

Even Shuo Feng Bu Luo's tribe didn't know the intention of Cheng Yang's actions. They all ate at the same place together, which was a custom in the tribe for many years.

Although they didn't understand the reason why Cheng Yang did this, they were inexplicably happy in their hearts. It seemed that this kind of happiness was not only due to eating sliced ​​meat.

The members of the Shuofeng tribe who were in a good mood looked at Cheng Yang and showed a provocative smile to those exiles, which was very similar to his previous smile. Of course, in the eyes of the Shuofeng tribe, Chengyang's smile was lively and clever, not irritating at all.

Liu Ren was so angry that his body trembled slightly, he wanted to jump over and bite Cheng Yang immediately, they didn't know that they were fooled by this kid.

How can these exiles who only know how to be arrogant play well? Yang looked at these bandit-like villains in his heart, but the influence of his previous life education made him unable to implement the torture in his previous life on these exiles.

That being the case, let them taste the psychological torture first.

Filling them with hope and then viciously smashing it can really break your heart.

Liu Ren, who was fierce and provocative before, only felt hungry at the moment, and his stomach kept rumbling, and he looked a bit down and pitiful.

Cheng Yang waved at Kuang Ya, and when he approached, motioned him to bend down.

Hearing Cheng Yang's low-pitched arrangements, Kuang Ya's eyes showed doubts, and then his eyes became brighter, making Liu Ren who was watching beside him tremble uncontrollably.