I am a Primitive Man

Bang, bang...

Before the light mist in the morning had completely dissipated, there were a few explosions in the Qingque tribe.

This is the unwilling whine of the completely withered bamboo in the burning flames.

start!

Holding a bone shovel, Han Cheng dug out the first piece of soil and shouted at the crowd.

In the sound of firecrackers from time to time, his voice actually seemed a little mysterious or solemn.

Following his order, the people who had already prepared immediately moved their hands towards the quiet land.

Stone heads and bone shovels danced one after another, and the ground that had been planned by the rope in advance soon became unrecognizable.

Han Cheng, who dug the first bone shovel, quit working after working for a while with the bone shovel in hand. He changed from a worker to a person who watched others work.

Compared with Han Chengchu's arrival here, the current Qingque tribe has a lot more rules.

Most of this was actively guided by him, without being too deliberate, and everything seemed to be a matter of course.

In this step-by-step process, the people of the Qingque tribe did not feel that there was anything wrong, but felt that it should be so.

Just like what happened just now, when the house was being built, Han Cheng, the god son, broke the ground. This is also a kind of ritual thing extended by Han Cheng.

Many times, things like this seem commonplace, but in fact, after a long time, they have a huge effect.

To put it bluntly, this is a way he uses to strengthen and maintain his position.

Wu, who was wandering around with the rabbit in his arms, was mostly cheerful as long as Han Cheng and his senior brother were around.

Smile, ten years is less than ten years, although this sentence is not particularly accurate, Wu Wu does look younger than before, and he is in good spirits.

Of course he was very happy, because after the arrival of the Son of God, everything in the tribe was changing at a speed that he couldn't have imagined before, and the road to prosperity was getting farther and farther.

Facing the better and better tribe, he was naturally in a good mood.

As for some of the methods adopted by the Son of God, some of them he saw in his eyes,

However, I never felt that there was anything wrong.

This old primitive man who only cared about the tribe had no intention of fighting for power and profit. In his opinion, the Son of God should be treated like this.

While Wu was hugging the rabbit and looking at the blue brick wall with the foundation laid and some distance from the ground, the leader of the Green Tribe was frowning.

He squatted on the rock, looking at the empty salt jar, his whole body was weak.

The salt shaker was cleaner than his face.

This is nonsense, it has been rinsed with water three times, it would be strange if it is not clean.

But even so, after a while, the leader of the Green Tribe poured some water into it and rinsed it for the fourth time.

He held the salt jar and shook it earnestly. After a while, he carefully poured a little water in it into the bowl, and after stirring, he couldn't wait to take a sip.

However, the soup was the same as before, and there was no taste of salt at all.

The leader of the Green Tribe let out a long sigh, and barely finished the food in his hand.

Looking up at the other people in the tribe, like him, they didn't seem to have much appetite.

After eating salt unscrupulously for more than two years, it is really tormenting for them to return to a life without salt now.

It is not only the intestines and stomach that suffer, but also their bodies. Many people feel that they are not as strong as before, and their energy is not strong.

They are not fools either. Reminiscing that they have become stronger after eating salt for a while, and thinking about their current state, they can naturally understand that this is because they did not eat salt.

As Han Cheng had expected before, many people would find it unbearable for people who are used to eating salt to return to their previous state of being hollowed out.

￥!!

Finally, some people in the tribe couldn't stand it anymore and began to ask their leader to go to the rich tribe to exchange some salt for food.

￥34!

Someone followed suit.

Although the rest of the people did not speak, they all looked at the leader expectantly.

The leader of the green tribe wanted to exchange it himself, but he couldn't make up his mind when he thought of the not too many animal skins and other food in the tribe.

￥3...

He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva to appease everyone...

The leader of the green tribe walked out of the cave and walked slowly around the tribe, his eyes searched in the grass, and he fell on the kind of weeds that could produce many spikes.

This is not the first time he has seen this kind of weed. After learning that this kind of weed can be exchanged for things in that tribe, he paid more attention to these unremarkable weeds.

Especially after the wealthy tribe announced that salt would no longer be provided free of charge, his visits to this weed became more frequent.

In the past, there were many such weeds around the tribe, but since the past two years, the number has begun to decrease sharply.

This year, it is even less pitiful, not even half of last year's half.

The leader of the Green Tribe felt very sad to see the number of weeds dwindling and not bearing weed spikes at all.

My own tribe has been without salt for several days, why are these weeds still not fringed?

Not only does it not produce fringes, but it doesn't even grow long. It looks like this today, and it will still look like this tomorrow.

This is really enough to make people anxious.

Thinking of this in his heart, the hand of the leader of the Green Tribe involuntarily fell on a weed.

Why can't it grow taller?

Anxious, he couldn't help but lift up the weed while holding it.

It had just rained in the past two days, and the soil was relatively moist, so he didn't use too much force, and he loosened the weeds.

The leader of the Green Tribe felt the feeling coming from his hands, looked down, and was suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that the weeds, which didn't grow very high at all, jumped up quite a bit after he made a move.

Trapped by salt, the leader of the green tribe who was eager to exchange weed ears for salt stared at this tree that had raised so many weed ears at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help laughing out loud .

He came to another weed, bent down, and used the same method to lift it up, and the weed immediately rose a lot...

The sun was gradually setting to the west, and the leader of the green tribe, who was tired and had a backache, looked at the weeds swaying in the evening wind, which were obviously much taller. He couldn't help smiling, and praised himself for his wit.

Such a good method can make me think that I am really too smart!

￥32!

When he returned to the cave, he beat his chest and announced to everyone that they would be able to exchange weed ears for salt in a short time...