I am a Primitive Man

As soon as the salt trading incident happened, Wu Xiao, who was holding a rabbit, looked at the jars of salt in the tribe with slender eyes and good intentions. Same as the one who came back.

In the past, Wu used to worry about the fact that too many people in the tribe would eat up all the food in the tribe, but now, he no longer has such worries.

Because after the skill of farming was developed, with the growth of the population, the food of the Qingque tribe not only did not decrease, but also increased compared to the past.

In the face of such facts, it would be strange if Wu, an old food fan, was not enthusiastic about increasing the population.

But no matter what, no matter how urgent the witch wants to exchange salt for population, this matter has to be postponed.

Because the food around the tribe has begun to turn yellow in large areas, the first batch planted, according to past experience, will not take too long to be harvested.

This year without Junior Brother Sha and the others stationed in the Tongshan residential area, the autumn harvest will be a little nervous.

Naturally, it is impossible to send people from the trade team to make a deal at this time.

However, before the grain harvest, the members of the trade team still had to go out for a walk.

Not to go out for business, but to transport some food to the Tongshan residential area, and to deliver food to Junior Brother Sha and the others who are stationed there and actively develop the Qingque tribe.

It just so happens that the new grain is about to come down, and this trip can also clean up the inventory in the tribal granary and make enough room for the new grain.

When the storage methods are not good enough, it is necessary to save new grain and eat old grain.

The autumn harvest is about to start, and there is no room for delay in delivering the grain. Han Cheng explained this matter at noon, and it was ready before evening.

Han Cheng stopped Shang and Mao, who were going to take people to catch up with them before it was dark, and told them to leave the next morning.

Although things are more urgent, there is no rush for a while.

Early the next morning, the trade team set off with their prepared luggage. Besides food, what the trade team brought most this time was fish cages woven with rattan and bamboo strips.

With the long-term arrest, the fish in the small river in front of the Qingque tribe is no longer as abundant as before.

And with the implementation of Han Cheng's decision to stop fishing regularly, the Qingque tribe is not doing much fishing now.

As a result, many fish cages became free.

There is also a stream in Tongshan. Although there is not as much water here as the small river of the Qingque Tribe, the fish in it cannot be compared with the previous small river. Make a lot of food.

The fish soup with dried millet rice is also very good to eat.

Of course, the stonemason Wood will also go with the trade team, and he will install two water mills for pounding rice there, so that Junior Brother Sha and others living there can eat millet.

Standing there watching the people of the trade team leave and gradually disappear in the field with a little morning mist, Han Chengcai turned around and went back to the tribe.

It was at this time that he remembered that the trade team had gone out for a trade before, and he hadn't had time to see what they had exchanged.

In fact, this can’t be blamed on Han Cheng’s being too negligent. First, he has other things to worry about when he comes back. Second, with the continuous exchange of salt pottery for seeds, stones, and cubs, slowly, what the trade team can bring There aren't many surprises coming back.

The sense of expectation is lowered, so there is nothing to say about being forgotten for a while.

Thinking of this incident, Han Cheng began to walk to a room in the tribe where things were stored. Every time the trade team exchanged things, they would be stored here first.

When Han Cheng came in, there were some leathers placed here, but the food was not seen, probably because he was afraid that it would be broken.

People in the tribe have eaten it before.

There are two kinds of stones, one of which looks a bit beautiful, and from Han Cheng's unprofessional point of view, it should be jade.

Han Cheng's eyes on jade are really unprofessional.

If you were professional, you would not have won a first prize for free at the exit of the supermarket with a shopping receipt in front of the jewelry counter in later generations, and then used this so-called five-year discount. Thousands of coupons bought a jade article worth more than 5,800 yuan.

Han Cheng, who didn't know the truth at the time, was so happy that he was hit by a big pie falling from the sky, holding the jade article he got at a great price.

It wasn't until he was hit by such big pies one after another in the days to come that he gradually came to appreciate it.

This was not the moment when he was most desperate. What made him most desperate was that he met a classmate who had done a similar job elsewhere, and learned from her that the purchase price was only twenty or thirty yuan...

Will anyone buy such a cheap thing if it's so expensive?

Han Cheng, who did not give up, secretly held the jade he bought for more than 800 yuan, preparing for the final struggle.

The boss said that there are not many people who really understand jade anyway...

This fluffy sentence immediately defeated Han Cheng's last trace of resistance...

Recalling the sad past, Han Cheng was not very interested in this piece of jade.

Throwing down this piece of jade, Han Cheng looked at another piece of jade, but didn't see why it came out.

Then I went to look at the seeds. There were only three kinds of seeds. According to Han Cheng's superficial knowledge, he didn't recognize what kind of seeds they were.

It seems that we still need to bury it in the ground, and wait until it germinates after planting.

Sure enough, as Han Cheng expected, there was really nothing surprising about it.

After rummaging here for a while, Han Cheng was about to go out and ignored these things.

As soon as he walked to the door, there was a crash sound from behind.

Han Cheng hurriedly turned around to look, but saw a package of dried leaves slipping out of the pile of fur.

The dry leaves were half-opened, and the contents tumbled to the ground.

This is?!

Before he had time to think about why such a package of things fell out of the fur bundle, Han Cheng's eyes immediately became a little straight when he saw these things rolling on the ground.

After being a little dazed, he ran to the front and squatted down in three steps at a time, picked up a few and put them in front of his eyes to watch carefully.

This thing has dried up, the size of a mung bean, and the outside is woody red. When he used his nails to snap open a fruit, a small black, round particle appeared in front of Han Cheng's eyes.

Pepper, this is it!

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