I am a Primitive Man

Passing through the cluttered and growing woods, pushing away the weeds growing indiscriminately in front of them, the specific scene of the smoking place appeared in front of Mao and the others.

This is a cave built at the root of a not too tall mountain, and there are some fires burning near the edge of the cave.

It may be because the firewood is damp, so the flame is not strong enough. When burning, there is a lot of thick smoke rising from it.

Around the fire, some people were still surrounded, many of them looked at the flames and thick smoke, and looked very awed.

Another person, holding a stick, picked some firewood from the top to the bottom.

I don't know if I think the flame is too big, or I am worried that the smoke is too thick.

Finally seeing strangers, the following dogs were far more excited than Mao and them. Before Mao and them could catch up, these dogs had already whined in their throats and rushed towards these people.

From this, it can be seen that there is nothing wrong with later people calling some people dog legs.

On the contrary, it is still unusually appropriate and vivid.

This kind of movement suddenly awakened those who were immersed in their world. Seeing the dozen or so wolves rushing forward, many people were shocked and confused by this sudden incident. .

They never thought that there would be so many wolves appearing near their cave one day, and they rushed towards them as soon as they came out, without any necessary buffer time!

Some people turned around and wanted to run into the cave, some people bent down and touched the ground suddenly, then stood up, and made a gesture of throwing their arms vigorously at the wolves that were rushing towards them.

There were only a few people who overcame their fear of fire at this moment, and rushed to the smoking fire, preparing to take out some sticks and other things that were looking for fire from it to meet the enemy.

Mao, who was walking out with a smile on his face, turned dark when he saw such a scene.

In order to make the effect better, people started laughing before I showed up, but in the end I made this!

Isn't this a white joke?

return!

Mao shouted loudly.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the frightened crowd, the wolves that were rushing towards them stopped in an instant under the sudden shout.

And shaking his head, wagging his tail, turned around and jogged towards those people who appeared suddenly.

Be as flattering as you want.

These people were stunned for a while, and some even rubbed their eyes with the back of their dirty hands, full of shock and disbelief.

They never thought that the ferocious wolf could show such a side! To treat people like this.

Are these guys still wolves? Are these people still human?

In such shock and disbelief, some thoughts quickly rose in some people's hearts.

How great would it be if our own tribe could have so many ferocious wolves in the future?

However, such an idea just appeared, and was quickly dismissed.

Because he suddenly remembered that wolves eat meat, and the people in his own tribe can't eat meat every day, and often have to use wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger, let alone feed wolves.

I really don't know how these people who suddenly appeared in front of me did it!

It's just that they just met, these people waited for the people of the Qingque tribe, and they aroused a lot of admiration and curiosity.

However, one thing they didn't know was that the Qingque tribesmen who raised these wolves as dogs, in their eyes, ate mostly vegetarian food instead of meat.

Under such circumstances, naturally there is nothing to worry about.

Laugh! There must be a smile on your face!

After drinking these dogs back, he stretched out his hand and punched the leader of the dog Kongkong twice, so frightened that the guy clamped his tail, then turned around to face the rest of the following trade team like this Said.

Everyone listened, although they didn't react for a while, they still showed a smile on their faces very cooperatively, and then, under Mao's leadership, they walked slowly towards the people who had just been frightened...

When Mao and the others walked towards this tribe that they had just met and looked very surprised at them, the older female primitives, carrying the food exchanged elsewhere, also walked towards the Qingque tribe. Jinguan City came.

Although it was not the first time for the older female primitives to come to the Qingque tribe, at this moment she was no less shocked than this tribe who saw the Qingque tribe for the first time.

Even more shocking than this tribe.

It's really not that she can't bear it!

It's true that the Qingque tribe always likes to make big things out of nothing!

As early as before, the older female primitives felt that there were a lot of people in the Qingque tribe, at least more than their tribe.

But that is still within an acceptable range.

Now, after seeing the terrifying number of people in the Qingque tribe, the older female primitives know that what they and others have seen before is just a superficial appearance!

It turns out that this is the real population of the Qingque Tribe!

It turns out that the Qingque tribe is so powerful!

Much, much stronger than imagined!

Looking at the boss with his mouth open, and the older female primitives who looked at him and the others in shock, Han Cheng couldn't help smiling, looking a little helpless.

It really wasn't his intention to show off, he did it just to see the shock of the older female primitives.

It's really a coincidence that these people come every time. Whenever there is a major change in their tribe, these people will come.

What can I do when I encounter this kind of person who comes to my door to send shocks and makes myself and the people in the tribe feel a sense of accomplishment?

I am also very helpless!

Of course, this is just the hypocrisy of Han Dashenzi.

In fact, this guy has already awarded the best supporting actor award to the older female primitives in his heart.

This is definitely the group of people who came to the Qingque tribe to support the Qingque tribe after Han Cheng came to it, and used their own shock to set off the Qingque tribe!

Han Cheng and the others didn't speak, but stood here quietly, looking at the older female primitives and they continued to exude shock.

For such a thing, everyone in the Qingque tribe headed by Han enjoyed it very much.

This kind of thing lasted for a while before it was completely over.

Then there is the business of doing business.

For the older female primitive people, Han Cheng seemed very enthusiastic.

Of course, it's not because he hasn't had sex with women for nearly two months, and he has some needs in certain aspects.

The older female primitives were sending food to their own tribe. Han Cheng has always been so enthusiastic about such people who can bring benefits to his tribe.

With the newly formed trade team, Mao left Jinguan City and headed towards the rest of the tribes for exchange.

The person in the tribe who was in charge of communicating with the older female primitives was replaced by another person who had learned a lot from Mao.

This person's proficiency in fancy translation is of course not as good as Mao's, but there is still no problem in communicating with older female primitives.

On the one hand, it is because this person has obtained some true biography of Mao.

On the other hand, the older female primitive people have been in contact with the Qingque tribe for a long time, and they have already become familiar with some fixed routines of expressing meaning with each other.

So after this exchange, it went relatively smoothly.

Even so, the older female primitives were a little unhappy, of course because Mao was not in Jinguan City.

She was regretting that she had not been able to have an in-depth exchange with Mao during this trip.

After the exchange was over and they stayed here for a while, the older female primitives who left behind a lot of food took their tribesmen and carried the pottery, salt and other things in exchange with their burdens. He left the Qingque tribe and headed towards their tribe.

In the past, the older female primitives would not have left so easily.

No matter how high the sun is from the ground, she will stay here for one night before leaving from Jinguan City.

Of course, on this night, some members of the Qingque tribe, such as Mao, would have long talks and in-depth exchanges with them.

Today, Mao is not here in Jinguan City, and he can't come back today, so the older female primitive people don't want to wait here any longer.

Among the people she met, Mao was the most communicative.

Since the in-depth communication with Mao, the older female primitives no longer want to communicate with other people.

To put it in a more advanced sentence, it is dull.

Or maybe the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud.

Seeing the older female primitive woman walking away, Han Cheng couldn't help sniffling.

No one can replace Mao's position in the tribe!

This guy has too many strengths!

When Han Cheng was lamenting his irreplaceable position here, Mao was not idle.

He took a brand new clay pot from the back of the donkey he was pulling, and put it on top of a simple stove surrounded by several stones.

Around Mao and some other Qingque tribe trade teams, surrounded by some people from this tribe.

These people all stared at a pair of curious eyes, watching Mao and their strange movements.

After a while of this, Mao ladles out some steaming soup from a steaming earthenware pot, and hands it to the chief of the tribe, beckoning him to have some.

The leader of this tribe looked at Mao, then at the soup in the bowl in his hand, and at the pottery pot that was boiling food and exuding some food fragrance, he hesitated for a while and finally did not dare to put it to his mouth.

He had never eaten such food before.

This kind of food looks weird, and it's still hot when you hold it in your hand, so it's not very reassuring to touch...

Trade is indeed the number one talent of the Qingque tribe who often leads people to trade.

There was no need for the leader of this tribe to speak, just by looking at his reaction, one could tell what was going on in his heart.

So he took the bowl from the leader of the tribe with a smile, brought it to his mouth and took a few sips, demonstrated it, and told the leader of the tribe with his own practice that these foods are edible of.

After doing this, he scooped out some soup from the clay pot again, poured it into a bowl, and handed it to the leader of the tribe.

With Mao's demonstration just now, the leader of the tribe immediately felt relieved.

He took the bowl, followed Mao's example, brought it to his mouth, blew a few breaths, and then took a sip.

The cooked soup enters the mouth, it is hot, and there are some food aromas.

Although it is different from the food I have eaten before, it is still very good and has a different feeling.

The leader of this tribe savored it carefully, then looked up at the small river that flowed in front of his tribe not far away, and then looked down at the clay pot that was burning on the fire. The leader of this tribe, Suddenly, an extremely hot light appeared in his eyes.

Because he suddenly discovered a very, very remarkable thing, and a bold idea arose in his heart.

He looked at the steaming clay pot, and then he looked at the people in his tribe who drank this new food with utensils made of the same material as himself, and this bold idea became even bolder.

@#^

He spoke to Mao, and conveyed his meaning to Mao with some gestures.

Mao quickly understood what the tribal leader meant, and he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

In his way, he conveyed to the leader of the tribe not to panic.

Then, from the salt jar next to him, he took out some table salt that had been crushed with a stone mortar, and put it into the soup.

After stirring, he took some out of it with a spoon, and continued to let the leader of this tribe and the rest of his tribe taste it.

Trader and the rest of the trade team looked at them expectantly.

She looked very much like the little lady Pan Jinlian who boiled a decoction with arsenic and then fed Wu Dalang the medicine.

Not one, but a group of them.

Fortunately, primitive people have big hearts. If they were placed in later generations, under their gaze, few people would be able to drink the food they cooked with peace of mind...

The leader of this tribe, and everyone else, after drinking the soup that Mao personally cooked and added salt, reacted similarly to Wu Dalang who drank poison.

They all shook their bodies suddenly, but their eyes couldn't help but widen, with an expression of disbelief.

Of course, the results are different.

After drinking the medicine, Wu Dalang soon bled from his orifices and died.

But the people who drank the soup boiled by Mao became more alive and kicking.

Especially the leader of this tribe, he was unwilling to let go of Mao's hand when he stretched out his hand, and his eyes were full of longing when he looked at the clay pot and the salt.

Traders and other members of the trade team saw this scene with smiles on their faces. The first trade after they came out was about to be done!