Let Go Of That Primordial Man

After Master Niu opened his eyes again from his big bed, he found that his head was in severe pain. He knew that this was the aftereffect of drinking too much water and alcohol last night.

Holding his head that was about to explode, he began to recall what happened last night:

First of all, as expected, after he reported the current situation in the ancestral land to the whole tribe, the natives of the Blackstone tribe did not have the desperate strength of the native chicken tribe at all. This creates a sense of change.

On the contrary, if Master Niu's sanity was not still there, these crazily clamoring natives planned to form an expeditionary force and go back to their ancestral land to teach the native chicken tribe a lesson.

In the end, it was under Master Niu's scolding, beating and kicking, that these natives realized that their thoughts were based on Fan Er, and they were called to die...

During the carnival after the sacrificial ceremony, the natives of the Blackstone tribe, because of the finally complete fire and the sudden increase in strength; the atmosphere was at its highest when the carnival just started.

It was also because of the skyrocketing witch power that Master Niu let go of his arms for a rare time, and toasted to his native goods, he simply refused to refuse anyone who came; The master remembered the consciousness in his own head, and it quickly began to blur.

Master Niu remembered that his last memory was: he, who was full of alcohol, was extremely dissatisfied with Mang, the number one Yangko king in the Luolei Mountain Range; , launched an extremely fierce competition.

Remembering the wonderful scene of fighting Yangko with Mang last night, Master Niu felt ashamed and flustered now; he covered his face and swore: F*ck, even if you beat me to death in the future, you won't act like a fool fighting Yangko in public! It's over!

The reason for this is that Master Niu made such a huge sacrifice, not to mention ruining his wise image of respecting Master Niu; the most important thing is that Master Niu vaguely remembered that he seemed to have lost at that time.

Master Niu, who had a strong resentment against this, made a decision that would have an extremely important impact on the Blackstone Tribe, the Luolei Mountain Range, and even the entire primitive era in terms of culture and entertainment in the future while lying on the bed:

He decided to bring a copy of the video of the square dance when he went back; he, Master Niu, couldn't believe it anymore. No matter how good Mang is at twisting yangko, he can still compete in the square dance project, and he can cover the sky with one hand.

You must know that for many years, Master Niu has actually been hiding a shocking and huge secret:

Back then when he was only six years old, when his grandfather hooked up with a single old lady dancing in the square in the park, Xiao Niu Xu, who was hanging out with his grandfather's ass, got the nickname of the little prince of square dancing.

When the time comes, ask Mang if you are afraid of this guy...

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At breakfast time, after eating a large bowl of millet porridge with added ingredients, Mr. Niu sweated profusely; finally, his headache was greatly relieved.

Then Master Niu plunged into the warehouse, preparing all kinds of supplies that he planned to bring back for his upcoming journey back to the modern plane.

A small amount of fresh beast meat, and a large amount of ordinary beast meat. Even if the Blackstone tribe does not have a special hunting team now, they go hunting in the mountains and forests; but these things are traded by neighboring tribes every day. There are still a lot of piles in the warehouse.

Taking a look at his portable space, Master Niu found that there was more than 2,000 catties of beast meat hunted in the desert in the space, and there was no need to replenish it at all; it was ordinary wild animal meat, which was eaten by the weak chicken along the way. It's completely consumed and needs to be replenished urgently.

Therefore, considering the basic and out-of-stock situation in the modern plane, Master Niu directly packed tens of thousands of catties of ordinary wild animal meat into his portable space.

Other dry goods such as dried mushrooms are also loaded into the portable space; even after this, there are still a lot of vacancies in his portable space.

Then, these locations were all filled with various herbs by Mr. Niu.

During the time he was away, even without his deliberate instructions, when the members of the Blackstone tribe went out, if they saw weeds, rotten tree roots, etc. that Master Niu was interested in, they would spontaneously collect them.

Nowadays, these things are piled up in a large pile in the corner of the warehouse, and they even simply processed these herbs by virtue of the method they saw from Master Niu; The seemingly incomparably precious good things on the surface rotted and deteriorated...

After packing the herbs, Mr. Niu found that the supplies he planned to bring back were almost full; he couldn't go back with an empty Wuling bun! That would be a huge waste.

Of course, he can still increase the quantity of various materials, and fill up the Wuling buns that he dropped by for the meeting; but in terms of his current hungry sales method, bringing back more materials is also placed idle in the warehouse.

For Mr. Niu who doesn't plan to travel far for a long time, there will never be such a stock-out situation again, so it seems quite unnecessary.

In the end, Master Niu still thought of some good new materials to bring back, that is, all kinds of miscellaneous grains produced in the original plane; for example: millet, corn, wheat and so on.

Although these things use the same seeds as those in the modern plane, Master Niu believes that with the pure natural and pollution-free planting method of the Luolei Mountains, the quality of the two is simply different. It should be enthusiastically sought after by big figures in the modern plane.

After planning all the supplies he brought back, Master Niu's mood began to relax completely; with such a leisurely mood, he continued to wander around in the warehouse.

Compared with when they first came to the Blackstone Tribe, the Blackstone Tribe used dilapidated thatched huts as warehouses, and even mice would starve to death if they ran into it; now, the warehouses of the Blackrock Tribe are quite abundant in various supplies.

This is just one of the dozens of warehouses of the Blackstone tribe, and the number of those dozens of granaries is not counted; for a small tribe that was poor in the past, it can be developed into this in a short period of time. Master Niu felt quite relieved.

While walking, Master Niu suddenly stopped in his tracks, staring at what appeared in front of him, he was speechless for a long time...

It was a row of multiple rattan baskets, and the rattan baskets contained animal whips of various sizes, colors and lengths; even if no one explained it to Mr. Niu, he would know the origin of these things.

It was nothing more than the days when he was gone, when the natives of the Blackstone Tribe saw these things, they would habitually buy them up and plan to keep them for Master Niu to eat in the future.

Even in order to prevent these things from deteriorating and rotting, they thoughtfully pickled these things and air-dried them.

I have to say that Master Niu still appreciates their thoughts; just looking at the tonic that weighs thousands of catties in front of him, Master Niu is a little bit like crying: so much weight, he has to let him In which year can it be eliminated completely.

Not to mention, won't the natives of the Blackstone tribe continue to buy after eating these? Don't be silly, Master Niu even strongly suspects that he can't eat as fast as they buy.

Quickly, Master Niu put all these things into his portable space, and he told himself: If you don't want yourself to become a walking whip, you'd better get rid of these things as soon as possible!