Prehistoric Survival Records

After roughly looking at the things sold in the market, Rieg stopped looking at the orcs' exchange items, but led his own orcs to concentrate on browsing the stalls of primitive people.

Lige stopped in front of a stall selling homemade cloth. The stall owner sold homemade cloth dyed with indigo pigment. Homemade cloth is a cloth woven from cotton. Although it is not as comfortable and breathable as linen, it is softer than linen. Close-fitting is also a fabric that has shined brilliantly in human history.

Lige didn't stop to say how rare the homemade cloth is. He was going to buy some cotton seeds this time and go back. After the cotton is harvested, the tools for spinning and weaving are ready-made, and they can also make cotton cloth by themselves.

The main reason that made him stop and look at it was that the homespun cloth on this stall had been dyed, most of them were indigo blue, and there were also a small amount of red and purple. Eyes, so there are a lot of orcs around this fabric stall. Everyone is talking about it, and they are all fascinated by these colors.

But what Rieg was curious about was not the dyed cotton cloth, but the colors themselves, what was used to dye them.

It's just that as more and more females surrounded him, Rigg was squeezed back and forth by a bunch of strong arms and legs, and there seemed to be a thousand ducks quacking by his ears, and his whole body began to feel a little dizzy.

Squeeze—so squeeze—

The face will be deformed.

Fortunately, Quinn picked him out of the crowd when he was about to lack oxygen.

Rigg took a big breath of fresh air and let it out slowly.

The female is really scary, let’s go to other stalls, thinking to myself, Rigg sat on his father’s neck and was about to leave, but after walking for a few meters, he suddenly realized——Charlie?Charlie didn't follow?

Everyone turned around to look for it, and then Jiongjiu found that Charlie was jumping up and down on the shoulders of a group of females energetically, stretching his neck to look at the fabrics, and his face was also very fascinated.

There was a burst of complaints from the crowd at the same time:

"Oh, who stepped on me."

"It's so heavy——a hemp egg!"

"Wow, where did this cub come from, to step on my head?"

"You still stepped on my chest - join the hooligans!"

Rigg who witnessed the whole process:  …

Originally, Rieg thought that the only ones who saw these colors were the females, and he forgot that there was also Charlie, a stinky guy. Given his usual aesthetic abnormalities, he would be fascinated by the colors of these fabrics, as if, Really, isn't that a surprise?

However, stepping on the breasts of other females casually, even if you are a cub, is a bit too careless, Rieg swears.

There was a commotion in the group of females, and several females simply ignored the cloth and were preoccupied with catching Charlie.

Charlie stepped on a group of arms and heads nimbly, jumped out of the crowd with a few swishes, ran straight towards Rigg and the others, and jumped into Papa Quinn's arms with a few swishes, and lay still .

"Okay, so it was your instructions—"

"rogue!"

The females thought they had found the guardian of the troublesome cubs, and immediately turned their anger on Quinn.

Facing the angry accusations of the females, Quinn couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't explain it: "I didn't—"

Where did the females listen to his justification, the eyes of the knife swished over.

Seeing her dear one being besieged, Laika immediately became upset. Just as she was about to stand up and speak for her dear one, Rigzi slid down from her daddy's neck and held up a little smile cuter than a doll. The cute face pointed in the direction of the females, gracefully took off his hat and bowed, and then folded his hands together, saying sorry, Charlie just liked those fabrics very much, and didn't mean to offend.

"Yeah, so cute——"

The females ate this cute attack, clutching their hearts and screaming.

Rigg poked Charlie in the ass again to make him come down and apologize.

Charlie was put on the ground by his father in a daze, and stood side by side with Rigg, who held Charlie's wing hand again, and the two brothers bent ninety degrees for the females at the same time.

Charlie with a cold face (a bit confused about the situation), and the cute and cute Rigg, although the two cubs have different temperaments, but holding hands and obediently apologizing to the adults, they immediately made the females feel the little things in their hearts. The small anger was extinguished.

It wasn't a big deal at all, it was just a little bit of anger for a while, but the two cubs are so cute and well-behaved, they both apologized, so why is it weird? Besides, aren't all cubs like this? Those cubs in the game who want their asses to be smashed when they get into trouble, none of them will apologize obediently after causing trouble. Although this group of people are dressed in shabby clothes, they have done a good job in educating the cubs. It's in place.

Thinking of this, the anger will all disappear.

Several females even extended a friendly hand to Charlie, saying that they would accept him to come in and choose fabrics together.

Charlie was a little hesitant. The females were angry just now, and they looked so fierce that people didn't want to get close to them, and he had already looked at the fabrics just now.

But Rigg urged him encouragingly from the side, and Charlie glanced at the females with lingering fear, and reluctantly passed by.

Hey, he did it all to please his younger brother, he sacrificed a lot.

While waiting for Charlie, Chacha and Keshan chatted with a few females who had also selected their fabrics and were waiting for their companions.

By the time Charlie squeezed out of the crowd with his messy hair on his head, some of them had already made an appointment with the females around them to go shopping together tomorrow, which is really full of action.

Charlie shook his head in displeasure, trying to tidy up the messy chicken, but he couldn't do it, and the whole chicken looked a little bad.

So when the two fathers were walking side by side, Rigg took out the needle hair comb from his arms and stretched it out, and combed Charlie's hair neatly in two or three strokes.

Now Charlie was happy. He used his QQ bomb to lightly rub Rigg's neck to express his gratitude. Rigg was a little itchy from being rubbed. Grid hid in his father's arms with a smile, and Charlie stretched his neck reluctantly. Come and scratch Rieger's exposed skin, the brothers' joyous laughter was sprinkled along the way.

The next day, when it was the time they had agreed to go shopping with the girls, Lige and his group came out of the house and walked towards the market.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by someone as soon as he walked halfway.

It was a group of more than a dozen young men with golden beards. It's a bit strange to say that, but the people who stopped them did have the faces of young people, with beards growing around them, and their hair and beards were golden in color. , but it is not the pure platinum gold like Lycra, but the color that is called dirty gold (dirty-blond) in later generations.

Being blocked by someone, and the other party was obviously exuding a malicious aura, Laika's emerald green eyes narrowed slightly in the midday sun, and she shielded the cubs behind her without a trace.

"Hey, let me say, you country bumpkins are very arrogant."

The person standing in the middle of the group on the opposite side spoke.

The orcs on Rigg's side are a little confused, arrogant, what the hell, this group of people are stupid, they are so low-key, how can they be arrogant.

I saw an orc jumping out from the opposite side, and said with contempt: "When will you be able to live in the same territory as our lion clan?"

"That's right. I'm afraid the guy who led the way is blind. There's nothing about them that looks amazing."

"Poor and weak, is it because of this little white face that bewitched the leader?"

When talking about the little boy, he obviously glanced at Laika and Quinn with meaning.

Rigg poked his head out of Quinn's thigh to look at it, and then retracted his head with deep approval: Compared with you group of thick and black old brothers, dads are indeed little faces.

At this time, Rieg heard Norton pointing at the young man in the middle and shouting loudly: "It's you, you are the lion horn of the lion clan—"

"Yo, is there someone who knows the goods?" Shijiao raised his chin and looked at Norton.

Norton was swept away by his gaze, and he felt nervous about being stared at by a predator, but he still had the courage to say: "I will never forget the bad things you did to our canine clan. It was you who ran amok that year. If we are not allowed to change salt, our tribe will have to go farther to the mountains to dig salt rocks in the cold winter months, and now you are blocking our way, you Lion Clan is really bad!"

"Oh—it's the dog family, is there such a thing, let me think about it—" He made a movement of thinking about it, and then smiled contemptuously: "I can't remember, haha."

The other lion tribes also laughed.

"You—" Norton was in a hurry, Keshan pressed his shoulders, and said to the lion horn: "What do you want to do, we don't seem to have offended you."

Another lion tribe snorted: "The weak dog tribe dares to miss our young patriarch. Let me tell you, Foxgrass and Foxmao are the women our lion tribe likes. If you are sensible, just go away and don't wait for us shot."

Fox grass, fox grass?

What the hell?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after confirming that no one knew the two names they said, they couldn't help but look at the Lion Clan with foolish eyes.

The lion tribe was a little furious: "What are you looking at, what eyes!"

Nothing, just looking at the eyes of a fool——

Rigg and the others said so with bright eyes.

The lion horn was furious, jumped up and was about to pounce, but was grabbed by the person behind him: "Young patriarch, calm down, fighting is not allowed in the Xirang clan."

"Bah, the Xirang tribe is a bird. If we hadn't protected them, they would have been eaten by wild beasts!" The lion horn roared, but it held back and didn't really pounce.

Keshan yawned: "Please make way, we are going to the market."

The lion horn said sadly: "I'm going to exchange things, right? I'm talking about this today. Whoever dares to exchange things with you is against our lion clan—"

The lion's horn hadn't finished speaking, but Laika was already impatient to listen to the group of bearded bickering, picked up the two cubs, and swaggered out of the unfilled opening between them.

The rest of the people followed Laika.

Tuliu Shijiao stood where he was, his face was livid after being slighted.

Staring at the backs of the group of people leaving, Shijiao gritted his teeth and said: "Let's talk, I'll see if you can get something in exchange!"

......

To Rigg and the others, the part of going out was not even a small episode.

A group of people came to the market, Chacha and Keshan went to the market with two girls, and the rest of the orcs also went together.

Rigg and his family of four did not make an appointment with anyone, so the four of them strolled leisurely.

They first went to the stall selling colored cloths yesterday, and picked out some bolts of colored cloths for Charlie according to his preferences, but when it was time to pay, the primitive man with high cheekbones told them that these colored cloths had long been It was picked away by someone, but the person left for a while and would come back to get it later.

Now that it has been sold, Laika and the others are not unreasonable orcs, and they will not force others to sell it to them, so they can only reassure Charlie that they will buy it for him at other stalls later.

Lige felt something was wrong in his heart. There were so many cloths on the booth, but could it be that they were all sold out so early?

So he stared at the cloth stall carefully, and saw that within a few minutes after they left, several females brought their lambs to change the cloth. The shopkeeper took their lambs and readily let them choose by themselves. I chose a few pieces of fabric with different colors and left happily.

Rigg frowned.

After a while, they stopped in front of a small stall selling dental ornaments. Quinn just picked up a string of long tooth necklaces and looked at them.

Rigg was upset, grabbed a bullhorn and asked him, "What about this one?"

"This one is also sold out." The stall owner said blankly.

Rigg pointed at the grass frame at his feet without shame and said, "There is still a full basket at your feet, have you sold them all?"

The stall owner said cheekily: "You are right, this box is sold out."

Lige is so angry, he can see it, where it is sold out, he obviously refuses to sell it to them.

Originally, buying and selling is all about what you want and what you want. People refuse to sell, and Rieger is not reluctant. But from the two incidents from just now to the present, it is obvious that someone is targeting them and deliberately not doing business with them. How can this be tolerated? , the most important thing is that this is the tooth decoration that Quinn's father liked. Rigg was really a little angry because he couldn't buy the colored cloth for Charlie or the tooth decoration for his father.

He was about to rush forward to argue with the stall owner, but he was held down by a pair of big hands. Until he was carried away from the stall by his father, Rigg was still brooding, whistling and complaining in the ears of his fathers.

"Are you angry about this?" Quinn was a little amused.

"Of course, that's fine with Charlie, but it's rare for Dad to show his liking for something. It's really disgusting that he wouldn't sell it to us." Rieg clenched his fists and hit the enemy that didn't exist in the air.

"But I don't like it." Quinn gently patted Rigg's head.

"Eh? But you've been watching it for so long—" Rieger said, Dad, you don't need to comfort me, I know you like it very much.

"I really don't like it. Did Erbao forget? I have a red bean necklace that Erbao gave me. That's my favorite." Quinn said very seriously, not at all like deceitful look.

"But—" Rigg wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Laika's voice.

"Those are the teeth of the star gazelle—" Laika showed a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

"When Dabao and Erbao were very young, Erbao couldn't chew meat and drank plant juice all day long. At that time, Quinn and I especially wanted to catch a young and delicious star gazelle. For you to eat, but until now, you are all three years old, and you still haven’t eaten the star goral caught by your father. Dad feels very sorry for you, so today I stared at the teeth of the star goral for a while, But it's definitely not because I like the necklace, our favorite is the necklace made by the cubs for dad." Laika said emotionally.

Rigg was moved by his father's words, and tears flowed into Laika's broad chest—it was very kind of father.

Moreover, Dad doesn’t have to feel guilty at all, even in the most difficult time at the beginning, you took good care of us, let Charlie and I eat well and play happily every day, really, nothing at all No sorry for us.

Rigg blew his nose and wanted to tell his father what he had said, but when he looked up, the two fathers had already whispered to each other again, and they were not at all affected by what happened just now.

Only Charlie cast a fiery gaze on the opposite side, as if he was a little interested in Rigg's behavior of blowing bubbles with his nose.

Grabbing the corner of Dad's clothes and wiping his nose vigorously (囧), Rieger said that being moved to the point of tears is really superfluous emotion in the world of orcs.

The author has something to say: Please accept the file "The Counterattack of the Whole Internet Black [Entertainment Circle]" in advance. Although this book is not finished yet, the next one can be prepared.

And, beg for a job with the cheek, okay?