I am a Primitive Man

The leader of the donkey tribe is not only puzzled by this, but also extremely puzzled by the tribe using something that seems to be more powerful than a stone spear to dig the ground.

He couldn't understand what to dig in this place.

This kind of weapon can obviously play a greater role when hunting, but this tribe uses it to dig the ground, which is really ruining things.

Thinking like this, he glanced over the newly dug holes and some saplings planted by the Qingque tribe, and he was more puzzled.

He had never planted trees before, but from what he saw before his eyes, he could basically see the intention of the Qingque tribe's move.

It is precisely because of seeing it, so will be more puzzled.

There are trees all around, and this tribe actually planted trees. This...what is the so-called?

Is it time to cut it down and use it to burn fire?

Thinking like this, he shook his head slightly, how could it be convenient to cut the grown tree directly?

The leader of the donkey tribe thought for a while, but still didn't understand. In his opinion, this move of the Qingque tribe was nothing more than taking off his pants and farting.

Of course, he couldn't summarize it so brilliantly, but he meant the same thing in his heart.

This……

This is really a tribe with too much food to support nothing.

This is the definition of the Qingque tribe by the leader of the donkey tribe based on what he has seen this time.

Just thinking of the precious pottery, delicious salt, and ample food owned by this tribe, the leader of the donkey tribe was a bit discouraged and aggrieved.

Why does this tribe seem to be not doing business, but they have so many things that they look up to?

Thinking about this is depressing.

In this mood, the leader of the donkey tribe completed negotiations with the big brother.

The big brother looked at the food and fur carried by the people of the donkey tribe, and asked the people of the Qingque tribe to temporarily stop digging and head to the tribe together.

Junior Brother Sha took the archers and returned to the tribe to climb the low wall.

The process of entering the Blue Sparrow Tribe is the same as before, leaving all weapons outside before being allowed to enter.

People from the donkey tribe have been to the Qingque tribe several times, and they are used to these requirements. After they came outside the gate of the Qingque tribe, they consciously left their weapons outside without having to speak.

I don’t know if I think that winter is over, and I don’t need so much fur next. This time the donkey tribe brought a lot of fur.

It's more than all the fur they brought together before.

Even though the pottery of the Qingque tribe is very valuable, the fur and some food brought by the donkey tribe this time were still exchanged for a large jar, two clay pots, and twelve bowls.

Before leaving, I asked for two more jars of salt to go back.

Why did this donkey tribe suddenly grow wider?

After the people of the donkey tribe left with the pottery they exchanged for and the free salt, Han Cheng looked at the pile of things left by the donkey tribe and was puzzled.

According to his previous calculation, the donkey tribe is the poorest among the surrounding tribes in contact with the Qingque tribe.

But today's move by the donkey tribe completely overturned his previous conclusion.

Could it be that the people of the donkey tribe, like Ah Q, did any improper business?

Han Cheng thought jokingly, then shook his head again.

There are not many people in the donkey tribe. In winter, if you want to grab so many things from other tribes, it is absolutely impossible to retreat.

After all, doing this kind of thing in the winter is tantamount to not giving the robbed tribes a way to survive. Those robbed tribes will surely fight back.

Just now, Han Cheng paid close attention to the donkey tribe personnel who came to trade. There was not much change in the number of people who came before.

And there were no scars on his body, and there were no other members who were obviously different from them.

In this respect, people from the donkey tribe can basically be excluded from robbing other tribes.

To say that the surrounding tribes are also quite magical. The green tribe has millet and the sheep tribe can get a lot of sheep. Now it was thought to be the poorest donkey tribe, but suddenly became rich...

After thinking for a while without results, Han Cheng didn't bother to think about it anymore.

Regardless of whether these furs and food were originally taken out by the donkey tribe or they were obtained from other places, they will eventually belong to their tribe.

It just so happens that the fur of their tribe is running low with the heavy consumption of winter. This batch sent by the donkey tribe can fill the gap.

Without his instructions, someone will naturally carry these newly acquired skins in.

Han Cheng stood here for a while, thinking of the silkworm, walked over to watch.

Fu Jiang with a bigger belly hung behind him like a stalker. When Han Cheng stood at the root of the South Wall and reached for the pottery pot for silkworm seeds, Fu Jiang also lay down, basking in the sun lazily.

Fu Jiang should be giving birth soon.

Han Cheng looked at Fu Jiang's growing belly and some of the **** that were originally hidden in the fur but now exposed as it lay down, thinking like this.

There will soon be some little Erha cubs in the tribe.

Thinking of this Han Chengcheng couldn't help being happy.

The thing that made him happy is still to come, many of the small pieces of silkworm seeds on the mulberry stick have been broken.

On the small mulberry leaves laid on the bottom of the pot, there are more things that are almost invisible to the naked eye.

These little black spots that look motionless are the larvae of the silkworm that just came out.

After waiting so long before, these silkworm seeds have not hatched yet. Han Chengdu doubted whether these silkworm seeds were broken. Now that he saw small silkworms coming out, he was finally relieved.

Uncontrollable joy emanated from the depths of my heart. Only he knew what these little bugs represented at this time.

The witch who was lying on the edge of the bunny hoop spied on the mother rabbit feeding the cubs, and seeing the **** child smirking at the pottery from a distance, he came to find out.

After learning about the situation from Han Cheng, Wu Li stood here blinking his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but saw nothing.

His eyes are already blurred.

Although he did not see the little young silkworms, Wu’s face still showed a smile. During this period of time, he had often heard about too silkworms from God’s Son, although he still felt that there were some problems with enough fur to use. No need, but more attention is paid to silkworms than before.

By the afternoon, there were no silkworm larvae crawling out. Han Cheng carefully counted them, and there were 33 in total.

These little guys seem to be lying motionless on the mulberry leaves, but when you look again after a while, you will find that they have bitten out some gaps in the tender mulberry leaves.

When the sun was about to set~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Cheng carried the silkworms back into the house.

In order to prevent these little things from breaking out of prison, Han Cheng specially found one of the best glazed pots in the tribe to install.

The smooth inner wall of the pottery pot is not conducive to crawling and can effectively prevent them from climbing.

After thinking about it, it was not very safe, so I found another piece of animal skin to cover the pot.

After a while, I was afraid that the airtight animal skin would suffocate these little guys. After thinking about it for a while, I found dry, big leaves to cover it.

After doing this, Han Cheng smiled helplessly. He was so kind to these silkworms that he was afraid of turning it in his mouth and holding it in his hand.

I raised myself for a few days, and when the silkworms grew older, I let Xing, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli raise them.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I didn't forget to make a little flame from the kang and light the oil lamp. Han Cheng, who went to see the silkworm, whispered his nose.

Putting them in your own house really affects sleep.