I am a Primitive Man

The people of the Fire Tribe spent ten days in the Qingque Tribe.

In these ten days, Bai Xuemei taught the ‘weavers’ of the Fire Tribe that followed.

Han Cheng also took the opportunity to learn hemp as a reason to get a few male primitives to turn over a few days for the Qingque tribe for free.

Seeing Huosong and the others benefited a lot, Han Cheng couldn't help but want to laugh.

The feeling that this bullying of primitive people brings is quite wonderful.

The **** son Han Da, who didn't know what he was ashamed of, thought in his heart.

Ten days later, Huosong and his party took a large amount of things they exchanged from the Qingque tribe, as well as full of admiration and emotion, and left by boat and raft.

In fact, Huosong and others didn't want to leave at all. The hospitality and enthusiasm of this tribe and the delicious and abundant food made them linger.

They all want to spend more time in this tribe, even if they live here often, but unfortunately, they have to go back to their tribe and bring these things back to the tribe.

Han Cheng and Wu stood not far from the courtyard, looking at the people of the Huo Tribe from a distance, and they were also full of dismay.

What a great free labor!

These people from the Huo tribe, in these ten days in the Qingque tribe, turned out seven or eight acres and woven more than 20 meters of cloth, and the results were remarkable.

Under such circumstances, Han Cheng is of course hospitable, and of course he is reluctant to let them leave.

The **** blossoms were gone, and the **** pods became plump day by day, just like Bai Xuemei's belly.

However, the speed at which the **** pods are plumped is obviously much faster than Bai Xuemei.

It didn't take too long, and it started to become full.

When the **** can be harvested after a few days, the sorrow and trade who went out finally returned to the tribe with the trade team and the heavy harvest.

The harvest is of course heavy, not to mention the other miscellaneous stones, just the four big granites are enough to bear the word ‘heavy’.

Shang and Mao, two guys swarmed by Han Cheng's gluttonous worms, had just arrived at the gate of the tribe and had already removed the animal skin pockets from their shoulders.

He opened his mouth and pulled with his hands, happily showing their achievements to Han Cheng.

Not surprisingly, the animal skin pockets they both carried were filled with soybeans.

With these soybeans, you can grow a piece of beans after a while.

In addition, after the beans mature in autumn, they continue to exchange them from the tribe, so that within a few years, the beans in the tribe can multiply.

When the time comes, you can eat tofu freely.

Thinking of eating tofu, Han Cheng smiled on his face, and the witch who was standing on the side also grinned with a very impersonal grin.

Well, tofu is a good thing, everyone loves it.

Every time the caravan returns from an outing, it is something to look forward to for Han Cheng.

Because before seeing what they exchanged back, they never know what kind of surprises are hidden inside.

Uh, it seems that after seeing it, I don't know what the surprise is inside.

Looking at these many strange seeds, Han Cheng deeply regretted his ignorance.

How good would it be if you were a plant researcher before? At this time, there is no need to do this.

Of course, thinking about such things is a vain thought. What Han Cheng can do is just as before, sowing these indistinguishable seeds in the specially reserved field, waiting for them. Bud and bear fruit.

There are still a lot of large and small, jumbled stones, many of which are unique in shape and beautiful in appearance, but to Han Cheng's regret, there is still no trace of metal ore.

There were two cubs, but before they returned to the tribe, the two of them were already dead on the road.

In line with the principle of not wasting food, Shang and Mao just fell and gave them to eat.

When I returned to the tribe, there were only two dry and hardened skins left.

But these two skins are not very big, and they won't be large animals such as cows and donkeys.

When he took his gaze back from these things and fell on the pile of beans, Han Cheng's mood became bad because he didn't have any significant gains, and he immediately became better.

These things didn't let the rest of the people do anything. Han Cheng, Wu, Big Brother and other good guys who knew the beans cleaned them out.

The effect of Shang and Mao relocating all the soybeans from the Huangguo tribe is extremely remarkable. This can be seen from the two and a half jars of soybeans.

A full 34 kilograms of soybeans made Han Chengxi smile.

If we add in the five kilograms that we got back last time, the Qingque tribe’s current soybean storage has reached nearly 40 kilograms.

There were too many soybeans, and Han Cheng's suppressed gluttons began to writhe again.

"Or, just have some?"

After taking a sip of water, Han Cheng tentatively asked some of the cockroach tribe bosses who were looking at the soybeans with some fascination.

As soon as Han Cheng said these words, several people couldn't help but their eyes brightened.

Obviously, they have been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

"is this okay?"

The witch, whose eyes were reluctant to move away from the beans, hesitated.

Your saliva has already flowed to the ground. Are you still asking now?

Sure enough, the smarter the person, the more hypocritical.

The **** son Han Da criticized the witch in his heart, then raised his hand over the corner of his mouth without a trace, and said: "It should be... okay, the tofu is soft and easy to bite, and your teeth are not good. Tofu is the best for you... …"

Well, as expected, the smarter people are, the more hypocritical they are. They clearly want to eat, but they put this big hat on Wu's head.

After hearing what Han Cheng said, Wu hurriedly nodded his head vigorously and grinned deliberately, exposing his teeth to confirm that his mouth was really bad, and at the same time his heart was warm.

After saying this, UU read www.uukanshu.com a little sober, and suddenly felt that something was not right.

He couldn't tell what was wrong.

God's son is right, his mouth is really not very good, and the soft and tender tofu is indeed very suitable for him.

This is fine.

After stroking it all over again, he still didn't find what was wrong with the witch, and soon put the doubt in his heart behind him, and continued to stare at the soybean with bright eyes.

With a strong reason for taking care of the old man with bad teeth, Han Cheng became at ease.

Well, it's not that I'm greedy, it's mainly because there is an old man like a witch who needs to take care of.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you take some food along the way to take care of it. There should always be some hard work.

So, after a group of foodies got together to make tofu, it was quickly put on the agenda.