Let Go Of That Primordial Man

After walking down the city, Master Niu continued to inspect the village with a group of high-level officials of the Blackstone tribe.

For Kuikou, the mysterious and even greater work achievement is not because he doesn't want to know; but after a long period of dealing with him, he already knows the bad taste in this guy's heart.

If you press the question harder, this guy will get more and more irritated. This kind of stinky Mr. Niu has always been too lazy to get used to him; anyway, he just stayed in the primitive era for two more days, and he didn't go back for such a long time It's the modern world, why would he care about staying for two more days...

The main road in the village along the road gradually walked down, and Master Niu had a good understanding of the current situation of the Black Stone tribe in the near future.

The industrial scale of these Blackstone tribes, such as salt workshops and wood processing workshops, seems to be ridiculously small, but there has been little change during this period of time; the only thing worth mentioning is that the area of ​​the salt workshop has expanded again. few.

Now in the salt workshop, there are as many as 50 workers who are constantly busy; they are fiddling with ten large pots in one breath, and they are constantly heating and filtering the brine.

Speaking of which, the piece of linen that Jiang Yun's caravan brought over last time finally came in handy in the salt workshop.

Because of Mr. Niu's incomparably criticized dog memory, even until now, he has not brought a more suitable filter from the modern plane; fortunately, the filter made by overlapping layers of linen cloth is barely enough , otherwise, if you rely on Master Niu's T-shirt, it is estimated that this product is not even enough for underwear.

Due to the sudden expansion of the production capacity of the salt workshop, the price of salt in the Luolei Mountains experienced a plunge during the year.

Master Niu is not dissatisfied with this point. Anyway, he does not rely on the huge profits from the salt trade to support the Blackstone tribe. It was originally one of his plans to lower the price of salt to a level that is not so unattainable. It can be regarded as one of the benefits that the benevolent Master Niu brought to the natives of the Luolei Mountains!

By the way, did Jiang Yun's caravan come again later? Niu Xu asked Kui.

Kui Wenyan immediately replied: No, they haven't been here since they left last time; but a few small caravans have come to the edge of the plain, unfortunately, they can't give much. The kind of white jade coins you want, we don't pay much attention to other things.

After hearing the news, Mr. Niu couldn't help but cast a bad shadow in his heart. He was sure that this happened nine times out of ten, and it was probably caused by the local chicken tribe on the commercial road leading to the central plain.

I just don't know, apart from doing everything possible to destroy the trade of the Blackstone tribe, what kind of countermeasures are they still secretly planning?

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After walking around and looking around, Mr. Niu finally came to the center of the village.

To say that during his absence, the place that has changed the most in the Heishi tribe village is actually here.

The originally huge earthy open space is now covered with thick stone slabs; except for the small flower beds that are not surrounded by the modern plane, and the music fountain in the heart, it looks similar to the modern plane. The squares really don't make much difference.

On the square at this time, the militia fighters who stayed in the village were training in full swing.

It can be seen that after a long period of professional training, this group can be said to be the only professional soldiers in the Luolei Mountains. Compared with the previous hunter status, I don't know how much stronger they have lost.

Sufficient food supply every day makes each of these natives full of muscle bumps. Compared with other tribes, the laborers who sell their labor in the Blackstone tribe are simply two different concepts.

More importantly, after a long period of professional training, they have somewhat of a forbidden military flavor; this is simply unimaginable for other tribes who usually hunt and raise a weapon as a soldier in battle. matter.

According to the training outline for the Blackstone Tribe militias specified by Master Niu, they would practice formations and formations in the morning; by now, in the afternoon, they were divided into teams and training different combat skills.

For example, those spearmen will be assigned to a straw man made of thatch, and they will repeat the action of assassinating with all their strength under the orders of their respective squad leaders.

Even before the last trip, Master Niu set an assessment standard for these spearmen: every 60 breaths, that is, within a minute, those who stabbed ten times with all their strength were qualified. Twelve unders are good and fifteen unders are excellent.

At this time, Master Niu was standing on the edge of the square. After counting slowly, he was pleased to find that all the pikemen in the field had reached the qualified standard, and more than 30% had reached the good standard.

There are only a few who have reached the excellent standard, and the only exceptions to these few are totem warriors who are in the peak state of the second level...

You, and you, you guys come out. Behind Master Niu, Mang suddenly raised a rough voice and roared.

At the same time, his fingers kept pointing among the pikemen in training, and finally five unlucky guys walked out of the team with bitter faces.

If Niu Xu remembers correctly, the five unlucky guys were obviously distracted after seeing the crowd walk to the edge of the square just now, and the assassination action in their hands was inevitable, slower than before.

As the leader of the Iron Collar militia tribe, Mang discovered that his subordinates had made such low-level mistakes in front of Master Niu. , I suddenly felt that my face was lost.

So, the guy who became furious rushed forward after moving his body; he greeted these five hapless bastards vigorously with fists, curses, big feet and so on.

It's just how Master Niu looked at it, how did he feel that when Mang kicked people, there was a bit of his own shadow in his movements; so he complained speechlessly: Fuck, Mang, he is clearly imitating Master Niu and me. Demeanor...

In fact, what Master Niu didn't know at all was that as his prestige increased day by day, not only the members of the Blackstone tribe got used to imitating his way of doing things intentionally or unintentionally in their daily life.

Even the aboriginal tribes in the Northwest region, and even the entire Luolei Mountains, have begun to popularize this style of doing things like Mr. Niu.

It is really: sin!

I would like to report to my brothers, sisters, and nieces that there is really no time during the day in the last week, so it seems that the update is a bit weak, and the writing is not so windy SAO; fortunately, there is still a busy day tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be normal. , Uncle will try his best to make more.