Let Go Of That Primordial Man

Shen Yahui, Boss Shen, stood in front of the many booths set up by his caravan with a reserved face, enjoying the crowd of bumpkins from the Luolei Mountain Range, and constantly exclaiming for all kinds of novelty products that had never been seen before.

Boss Shen has the qualifications to be so proud. Just because of his seven-foot height, seven-foot waist, and weight of nearly three hundred catties, no matter if he appears in front of any native in the Luolei Mountain Range, the other party will involuntarily put him in front of him. As a heavyweight big shot, he will be looked at highly by the other party.

After all, it is unimaginable to ensure that every meal can be full. Shen Yahui's fat body means that this is a wealthy figure that needs a lot of fat with sufficient oil and water to nourish it.

Besides, what Boss Shen is wearing is not the animal skins of the natives of the Luolei Mountains, but a well-tailored linen garment; Shen Yahui still remembers that when he was in the Juyan tribe, the leaders of the Juyan tribe looked The envy when wearing the linen robe on her body.

It was the suit that Boss Shen was wearing. If these natives wanted to exchange it, they would have to exchange it with thousands of catties of high-quality beast meat.

More importantly, Shen Yahui sounds like a beautiful name that can only be obtained from a large tribe outside the mountains; God knows why the natives of the Luolei Mountains are still so backward, and now most of their names are just a simple word.

As for the big things like surnames, they don't have much idea at all. What's great is that they take the first letter of the tribe's name as their surname.

For example, if there is a person named Kui in the Heishi tribe, then his full name should be Hei Kui; Hei Kui, what a ridiculous name.

In case there is a man named Chicken in the Juyan Tribe, what should he call him? Thinking of this, Shen Yahui felt an indescribably strong sense of pride... The name is the most powerful and domineering, there is no one)

It's just refined salt mixed with a little sand, the latest bronze weapons, exquisite clay pots, and large jars of fine wine... As Boss Shen expected, these are all good items on the plains outside the mountains. , Sure enough, these country bumpkins who have never seen the market are amazed.

Originally, Boss Shen's business in the Luolei Mountains did not require such trouble. He directly transported the materials from outside the mountain and handed them over to the agent in this area, the Giant Rock Tribe.

It's just that since the beginning of spring this year, Shen Yahui was surprised to find that the products that his caravan had always been sought after were actually located in the northwest area of ​​Luolei Mountains, and this poor place was criticized.

So Boss Shen got angry, and before the most important Spring Breeze Festival held in Luolei Mountain Range in a year, he carefully organized a large batch of goods; Caravan, the undisputed supremacy in the northwest region of the Thunder Mountain Range.

After all, in Shen Yahui's intuition, there must be other caravans disrupting the situation, which caused such twists and turns in the originally smooth business.

The development of the matter was as expected by Shen Yahui. As soon as the products he carefully organized appeared at this year's Spring Festival, the natives were amazed; seeing them wanting everything, But as if he couldn't come up with enough items in exchange, Boss Shen's heart was filled with intense pleasure...

The sad thing is that this situation did not last long. Not long after the trade fair opened, Boss Shen discovered that the natives surrounding his stall in front of his caravan were moving at an astonishing speed. decreasing.

But in a short period of time, there were only a few dozens of people left in front of the booth of Boss Shen's caravan; and seeing them, these people also had the intention of leaving immediately.

Hurry up, I heard that the stalls of the Blackstone Tribe not only have a lot more variety of things than here, but also have too many good ones, and they are cheaper than here; some eat and some play, and then If you don’t hurry up, you won’t even be able to squeeze in.” The sound of a conversation between an aborigine and his companion reached Shen Yahui’s ears.

This made Boss Shen understand the reason why there were fewer and fewer people, and at the same time he became extremely unconvinced. He knew that it was the mysterious caravan hiding behind the Blackstone tribe who made the move, but he wanted to talk about their things. It's better than his own, Boss Shen firmly doesn't believe it.

Shen Yahui's restraint and self-cultivation as a heavyweight prevented Shen Yahui from bursting out on the spot; but after he signaled to a confidant subordinate to watch the booth, he followed the surging crowd and walked towards the booth of the Black Stone Tribe past……

What the hell! Why are there so many people? I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of people around here. Seeing the black crowd of people's heads that seemed to be invisible at a glance, Shen Yahui thought so.

Relying on his plump figure and the linen robes that are obviously worn by big people, Shen Yahui forced his way out of the crowd after sweating all over his body, and got close to the Heishi tribe. booth.

Just as the crowd in front of him was squeezed away, a turbulent heat wave rushed to Shen Yahui's head and face. Coincidentally, the position Shen Yahui squeezed out of was just in front of the five cauldrons lined up along the way.

Just taking a look at the five black lacquered iron pots, Shen Yahui's whole body seemed to be trampled directly from his body by a huge terrifying beast; he was so shocked that he was almost speechless, his eyes were even more He stared so hard at the five big iron pots that he couldn't pull them out at all.

Is this a cauldron made of iron? Shen Yahui muttered in disbelief.

Other aborigines might only be amazed by these black lacquered pots, which are fast and good when processing food; but for a relative professional like Shen Yahui, these five iron pots represent the gods. existence like a trace.

Even on the plains outside the mountains with various technologies, all kinds of utensils made of bronze have just emerged and are good things that can only be used by high-end people; as for this kind of iron utensils, it has only just been proposed by someone the possibility of manufacturing.

There is no shadow of the specific objects at all. Shen Yahui never expected that there would be as many as five items in this poor Luolei Mountain Range all at once.

In the five cauldrons lined up in a row, five different kinds of food are stewed at this time, all exuding various attractive aromas; Shen Yahui looks at them one by one, and there are milky white fish soup, large pieces of fatty meat , big bones full of fresh meat, broth with dried fruits, and clear soup with various green leaves.

For some unknown reason, Shen Yahui, who had just had breakfast, suddenly felt very hungry.

PS: After finishing the two chapters, I went out to pay New Year's greetings.

Boss Shen Yahui in this chapter is played by the book friend: Su Daji, no matter how beautiful she is, she loves to play the role. If you have a friend who wants to play a part-timer, you can leave a message for the uncle in the book review area, there is a special part-timer building there.

Finally, my dear: niece of Kitty, are you sure you don't want to play a role?