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The color of the carapace of the Drilling Tu people has something to do with the environment they live in. In winter, there is snow everywhere, and the white paint usually seeps in. If you drill in the soil for a long time, you will produce black paint. You only need to go to a similar Just stay in the environment for a day!

Standing beside Qi Su, Fu Feng hardly interfered with any details of the transaction. Seeing that there was nothing to do after the transaction was over, he was about to drag Qi Su back, but at this moment Bo Tu suddenly stopped him,

"Master Wise, Lord Patriarch, please wait a moment."

He frowned impatiently, "What's the matter?" The orc warrior had sensitive five senses, and the smell from the Zhuantu tribe really gave people a headache. If it wasn't for Qi Su's company, Fufeng would have flown away long ago.

Facing the gentle and talkative Qi Su, Bo Tu could still talk about the details of the exchange with his usual expression, but he couldn't help shrinking his neck when he was stared at by Fu Feng's sharp eyes.

But the fear is the fear, what should be said is still to be said, Botu summoned up his courage, "Can you not tell others about the details of the ratio we exchanged?"

Qingfeng was waiting for his clansmen to transport the paint to the wooden cart. Hearing this, he became curious, "Why? It's a normal exchange, why can't you tell others?"

Bo Tu lamented, "If the other tribes know the exact amount of sugar we exchanged for, it would be great if we could keep one-tenth of it."

Fu Feng curled his lips, "If you can't keep it, what will you trade for..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Qi Su pulled his sleeves away. Seeing Qi Su's disapproving expression, Fufeng snorted and agreed to Botu.

"I have a partner, and I can have as much sugar as I want. Please tell me that I'm too lazy to move with your little sugar."

Botu just waited for Fufeng's words, it's not good to look down on it, the most powerful tribe in the entire Great Plains is the Fenghuang clan, and the Fenghuang clan doesn't like their things, so they are half safe!

It is an exchange and cooperation relationship, and the loss of the Zhuantu tribe is not good for the Dachanghe tribe. Naturally, Qi Su is willing to help Botu keep the secret, and even promises to restrain the tribe when he returns, so as to ensure that no details of the transaction between the two parties will be leaked out.

With the guarantee of the two big bosses, Botu then arranged for the tribe to transport the sugar back.

His large sugar cubes were divided into two parts, one more and one less. The more part was taken underground by two Zhuantu tribesmen and quietly brought back to the tribe, while the less part was guarded by most of the tribe and went back to the ground normally.

Qi Su was still thinking about it when he went back, and couldn't help but ask Fu Feng, "What are they doing?"

Fufeng has been the patriarch for so many years, and he knows all the major tribes in the Great Plains like the palm of his hand, so he naturally knows what the Zhuantu tribe is up to.

In fact, it is very simple. Except for the talent of drilling the earth, the fighting power of the Zhuantu tribe is not strong, and there are not many tribesmen. Among the many tribes in the plain, their status can only be ranked in the middle and lower reaches. For a small tribe like this, other tribes have nothing to bully What about them, not to mention carrying precious materials like sugar cubes.

"Then they should all go underground, why should some of them go underground?" Qi Su still didn't understand.

Fufeng took Qi Su's hand into his palm and squeezed it, and led him back slowly,

"Send tribute, unless it is absolutely necessary, those big tribes will not have the face and skin to grab it by force,

Changing to such a big thing as a candy bar must not be hidden. Instead of waiting for those big tribes to come and snatch it up, it is better to take the initiative to send some out.

Anyway, as long as we don't say anything, other tribes don't know how much the Zhuantu tribe got in exchange, so they can save most of the candies. "

When Qi Su first arrived in another world, he was picked up by tigers. On the west bank of the river, no one dared to bully the Tianhu beast clan, so he moved to the east bank. Not to mention that no one dared to bully, but there were red lilac fruits and various weapons. The tribe didn't dare to rob it openly, he had never encountered such a thing.

"Then they can think of such a way, they are quite smart."

Fufeng nodded, but did not refute this point, "The combat power is not enough, so we can only use our brains to make up. If they are not more slick, how can they survive on the plain surrounded by big tribes."

Showing weakness is sometimes a way of survival.

The efficiency of Qingfeng's sugar production is not bad. In addition to changing the paint, some of them can be used for their own use.

It doesn't make sense that other tribes have eaten it, and my own people are still greedy, so Qi Su thought about it and asked Zhu Ri to make a special golden jar,

This kind of jar is square, with a length and width of three-tenths of a foot, and a little more height, but a scale is engraved at the height of three-tenths of a foot, so that it is easy to measure the liquid and there will be no overflow Trouble.

In this way, the liquid in a small gold jar is one liter, ten liters is a bucket, and one liter per person is the standard, and the syrup is divided according to the number of people, which is convenient for storage and measurement, and there will be no hand shaking of the legendary canteen lady.

Collective dormitories are provided in units of dormitories, single-family buildings are provided in units of ten buildings, and an extra portion is allocated in the large dining hall for seasoning and cooking, so that everyone can taste the sweet syrup.

In addition to distributing syrup within the tribe, Qi Su also asked Shouman to send a large stack of sugar cubes to the Fenghuang clan.

The people of Fufeng were on the island in the middle of the lake, and the large sugar cubes were given to Jiuxiao. When they learned that Shouman had given the sugar cubes to Jiuxiao, Qi Su even joked with Fufeng, wondering if they would fight over the distribution of sugar cubes.

After the syrup was distributed, the air of the tribe was filled with a sweet smell for several days,

Two-story small buildings were built one after another, and the living area was expanding little by little. In order to improve the living environment, Qi Su was going to start planting moon vines.

With the innate power of plants, Qi Su has always followed his heart with plants, Xiang Yueteng took it back from the Fenghuang clan for so long, and only now started planting it.

He planned to plant the moon-facing vines on both sides of the tribal avenue, and to climb up with twirling golden poles. During the day, the green vines wrapped around the golden branches look good, and at night, the shining halo can make the tribe feel like Sea of ​​Elf Trees.

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