Farming Animals

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Tu Pang sat in the frame and silently watched the "gifts" from the mixed tribes. He lined up all the gifts and looked at them one by one. There were thirty fine braided ribbons and fifteen pairs of hemp shoes. , Fifteen sets of exquisite hand-woven linen clothes, three wooden hairpins, fifteen pieces of salt-smoked animal meat, thirty cans of pickles, and a small bottle of medicine jars exuding a familiar cool breath.

Putting the other gifts aside, Tupang first took the wound medicine in his hand, carefully opened a small mouth of the sealed wound medicine, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and the cool breath with a strong medicinal fragrance rushed directly into it. The tip of the nose, Tu Pang remembered the smell, this jar contained exactly the kind of special wound medicine!

Playing with the medicine bottle in his hand, Tu Pang's eyes were full of complicated sighs. You must know that besides food, medicine is the most precious and scarce material in the land of the source of the stream, especially this kind of special medicine that can have immediate effects. It can be easily sold for a sky-high price.

As the head of the clan, Tu Pang has dealt with those black-hearted Shuojin merchants too many times, and he knows exactly how greedy those guys are. Such a little in his hand would be marked with an unacceptably high price, and at this moment, this precious and expensive wound medicine was directly given to him as a gift for nothing!Really generous!

Carefully putting the small bottle of wound medicine into his arms, Tu Pang raised his eyes again, and saw the "gifts" piled up for half a car, and scanned the exquisite and beautiful gifts with a complicated expression. There was undisguised jealousy and envy in Pang's eyes. He was jealous of the generosity of the Gray Feather Witch Zhu. After all, being able to give so much easily proved that there would only be more resources left in the tribe.

Besides being jealous, Tu Pang also envied the other party's strong production capacity. Holding the exquisite clothes in his hands, and looking at them one by one, Tu Pang soon discovered that these clothes not only had the same style, but even the weaving The technique and even the fineness of each hole of the fabric are roughly similar, and it is not an easy task to achieve uniform regulation. Among Tupan's own tribes, there are special weavers, and those people make Each piece of clothing is different in size and style.

Compared with the fabrics in hand, the gaps between those fabrics of different sizes and shapes are revealed. First of all, in terms of production efficiency, they are far from comparable. These can be called commodities.

If his tribe can also produce like this... Tu Pang thought about it, then shook his head and rejected the idea. He knows better than anyone how difficult this seemingly simple division of labor is. First of all, he doesn’t believe it at all. Craftsmen who are used to making their own shapes will willingly make finished products according to the unified regulations. Moreover, they can't make such exquisite and detailed patterns at all. Even if they barely learn, the efficiency will definitely not be so high. Thinking about it, Almost every step was difficult to achieve. Tu Pang shook his head and gave up this very tempting idea. In his heart, he had new guesses about the background of the mysterious mixed tribe. High-ranking craftsmen of human beings, as slaves, work day and night for the witch, Tupang not only sighed at the end.

If Wu Jiu could hear his sigh, she would just shake her head and laugh, because there is an intergenerational difference in concept between the two of them. This kind of factory process operation coordinated by the fine division of labor is different from the simple individual manual work. The difference between them is not just a few craftsmen.

Tupang sighed to himself, and counted all the supplies again. He was already good at counting, and after listing all the numbers, he felt a little strange, because each of the "gifts" he got was different in quantity. It is a multiple of three. Obviously, the recipient of this "gift" is not only the Tu clan he represents, but after excluding his own share, the remaining two shares are going to be handed over to Whoever owns it is worth pondering.

Reminiscent of the mission that Wu Zhu entrusted to him, Tu Pang deeply felt that this plain was about to change. With the intervention of this powerful force, the wisest choice for the original residents here was to surrender. , but some guys who are originally in high positions may not even have the only option of surrender, because the strong man's sharp sword is pointing at the highest position, if he is not willing to give up his position, he will not be able to defeat the opponent , then there is only the only ending of being cut off from the high platform!

The Tupon, full of thoughts, was galloping across the plains. The direction they were heading was not the river where the Tu clan was, but a mountain depression where more tribes lived.