The Caveman Made Me Awesome

"……Character?"

Hearing this unimaginable answer, Peng's eyes were about to pop out of the frame: "Everyone of you knows shamanic characters??!!"

A Xian smiled like a silver bell: "Oh, that's the script taught to us by Master Xiwu. It's not Wuzi, it's another script."

"Have you ever entered the inner city and seen the stele code?"

Peng shook his head.

Ah Xian walked out of the shop: "Come with me."

As she said that, a thin silk shot out from Ah Xian's delicate navel, and the other end of the silk stuck to a towering white stone pillar behind the shop.

Ah Xian hugged Peng's waist.

Then the silk shrank suddenly, pulling the two of them to the side of the 50-meter-high white stone pillar, and they were suspended in mid-air.

Looking at Peng's wide-open eyes, Axian explained: "There is a flaming fern on the top, let's just look at it from here, anyway, we can see it."

Peng lowered his head to look at the slender hands hugging his waist: "I am not because of this..."

Such a strong man actually stuttered.

Feeling the soft and tender body beside her, she glanced at Ah Xian's delicate side face, and her puffy ears were slightly red.

Although he is in his thirties, he has never found a partner he likes. Originally, he wanted to find one in the Li tribe, but now that he thinks about it, Yiren seems to be quite good...

However, although Ah Xian looks like an adult on the outside, he is only a few years old in reality, and his behavior is no different from that of a child. Seeing that Peng bought all the silk cloth so boldly, he hugged him to read the code of stone steles on a whim, and he didn't even know that Peng was there. what to think.

She pointed at a towering stone tablet in the inner city with a smile and said, "Look, that's the Codex of the Stone Tablet!"

His puffy head finally calmed down a little, and he followed Ah Xian's line of sight to the inner city.

Since he was a child, he has been instilled with exotic grass juice that can improve eyesight, and his eyesight is good. Not only can he see the majestic and thick gray stone tablet, but also the densely arranged, rhythmic square characters on the stone tablet.

"Word……"

The fluffy brown pupils reflect the stele code,

He muttered in ecstasy.

A Xian chirped: "Writing is very useful! You can write down everything you say exactly, and you can also write down everything you want to say to others."

"Did you see those falcon birds?"

A Xian pointed to the flock of falcons that were coming and going.

Peng: "What happened to these falcons?"

Axian: "They all have paper tied to their feet. If they are out of stock in the trading area, or if they are missing something, the shopkeeper or stall owner will write the missing item on the paper and ask the falcon to send the paper to the inner city. After receiving the letter, the inner city will send the things over, which can save a lot of effort!"

"If you knew how to read back then, we wouldn't have to send soldiers all the way there, just let the falcon deliver the letter!"

A Xian spoke directly and loudly like a child, making Peng even ashamed.

"I used to only know that there are witches..."

Axian: "It's okay, just learn later!"

"Learn?" Peng was taken aback, "If you're not from Xicheng...can you learn?"

Axian grinned: "That's right, there is a big shop in the trading area, which is opened by the Xia Tribe. It specializes in teaching everyone how to write. It's not expensive. You can learn it now if you want."

Peng: "Won't your Lord Xiwu be unhappy?"

Axian blinked in confusion: "How could it be? I heard that Master Xiwu personally suggested to open the shop in the Xia Tribe."

Peng didn't understand why Lord Xiwu didn't keep such a precious thing for his own tribe, but was willing to teach it to other tribesmen, but it was a good thing after all.

So Peng beat his chest with his right fist and solemnly bowed his head toward the inner city to show his respect.

To be honest, Xicheng shocked him too much.

From architecture to food, from handicrafts to writing... He doesn't have the concept of civilization or advanced concepts in his heart, but the name Xicheng is very special in his heart, and its special degree even surpasses other super tribes.

Ah Xian fell to the ground with her pengant.

She didn't continue talking with Peng, but happily wrote a note, asking the clansmen in the back mountain to send the silk as soon as possible, and their shop was out of stock.

Feeling a little lost, Peng left the silk shop and continued walking along the street.

Seeing Peng, the shopkeeper next door who had been waiting for a long time greeted him immediately.

"Do you want to take a look at the bronze wine vessel?"

He had seen it all just now, the soldier actually bought all the shoes from the shoe store in front, the telescope from the telescope stand, and the silk from the silk shop.

The bronze wine vessels in their shop are so exquisite, they should also buy them all, right?

Peng stopped and looked at the exquisite bronze wine vessels in the shop, his eyes lit up slightly. But considering his shriveled animal skin bag, a wry smile flashed across Peng's face, he shook his head in the shopkeeper's expectant eyes, and walked straight away.

The stall owner selling lanterns next door picked up immediately: "Do you want to bring some skeleton lanterns? How beautiful do you think? Buy a few and send them back to your friends and sisters!"

Peng stopped and looked at the beautiful glowing lanterns, a few struggles flashed in his eyes, and he left.

The next shopkeeper who sold woolen rugs and woolen tapestries called out hello.

"Look at the wool rug, it's comfortable and beautiful to spread in the room!"

Peng stopped again.

There is a huge navy blue carpet painted with fish and bird patterns in this stone house. I don't know how the Xicheng people weave it. It is extremely delicate and looks very soft. You can tell it with your eyes. How good it feels to step on it with bare feet, if it is spread in his tree house, it must be...

never mind.

There wasn't much left of his beast core.

Peng cried silently in his heart. As a member of the super tribe's high-level hunting team, it was the first time he tasted the taste of poverty, and the first time he knew how sad it was to buy something but didn't have a beast core.

Then, without squinting, without looking at the shops and stalls next to him, he strode forward until he came to the porcelain shop.

"I have all these porcelain..."

Halfway through the conversation, Peng thought of his animal skin bag and board and lodging expenses and suddenly stopped. He paused for a moment and showed a difficult smile, "No, I want these pieces of porcelain, help me pack them..."

As he spoke, he handed the already light animal skin bag to the shopkeeper.

At the same time, Peng felt at a loss.

What to do, Ezu talked with the envoy of Xicheng back then, and knew that the porcelain in Xicheng was not expensive, so he asked him to buy as much as he could, at least a hundred pieces to go back. But now, he really can't afford it.

...

Not just Peng.

The rest of the big tribes and super tribes all face the same dilemma.

Their animal skin bags have been squeezed out by the food street for a round, and after they walked out of the food street, they were squeezed out by other shops selling goods. Only two days later, they were unable to buy anything anymore.

But they were reluctant to leave.

After all, it's not easy to come here, especially for high-level fighters, the places to come here are all snatched, and I don't know if I can come here next time.

If you can't come here, won't you never be able to eat such superb food and live in such a comfortable place? Still can't buy your favorite novelty?

Beast core must be earned!

So those who didn't bring their own tribe's special products all rode on the war beasts to hunt the fierce beasts in a farther place.

Those who bring their own tribe’s special products can set up a stall in the trading area, yes, it’s a stall, even the warriors of the super tribe don’t have a beast core to rent a shop, so they can only set up a stall on the ground miserably. Unprecedented shabbyness and abjection.

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