Chapter 202: The poor donkey tribe and the weaver girl surrounded by animal skins

After discussing the matter, Han Cheng and others have not left yet, and another tribe comes, it is the donkey tribe that has not shown up.
Because of the colder weather, the people of the donkey tribe looked darker again.
The big brother had already been familiar with meeting with the foreign tribes, and he did everything right without Han Cheng's explanation.
The leader of the donkey tribe, who hugged the salt jar and was unwilling to let go, left the Qingque tribe with the tribe holding three clay pots and bowls, and looked back at the majestic and wealthy dreamlike tribe from time to time. I felt a little dizzy in my mind, and I was still a little unbelievable about the smoothness of the trip, the harvest, and the boldness of the Qingque tribe.
How could such a precious thing be given to yourself in vain? He couldn't help holding up some snow-white salt.
Can you exchange uneatable fur for precious pottery?
He felt that his brain was not enough.
But anyway, this matter is beneficial to his tribe.
After drinking three bowls of broth, his body is warm now, very comfortable, and his knowledge of pottery has increased.
At the beginning, he was a little worried about using food to exchange pottery, for fear that without these food, people in the tribe would suffer hunger in the coming winter. Now, after experiencing the beauty of pottery again, he is finally relieved. Come.
Confirmed the correctness of his behavior of exchanging food for pottery.
With these pottery that can make hot soup, even if there is less food, everyone in your tribe will definitely be better off in previous years...
Wu looked at the piles of food in the cave, and couldn't help smiling, his wrinkled face bloomed like a chrysanthemum.
These foods have been exchanged for pottery since the beginning of autumn. In order to verify the effectiveness of the transaction, they were stored separately from the original food of the Qingque tribe.
I have picked some to eat these days, and there is still so much.
These are more than a quarter of the food stored by the young finches before the winter!
And the quality of the food is higher than in previous years.
With these foods, once again let the Wu and Qingque tribe people see the preciousness of Tao.
The black baby who liked to burn pottery became more energetic!
At the beginning, I was still a little uneasy about only burning pottery and not participating in other labor. Now this kind of uneasiness is completely gone.
Because he found that burning pottery seems to be better for getting food than hunting with a weapon or fishing by the river.
Han Cheng also looked at these foods, but he looked at it differently from Wu.
From the food exchanged by the four neighboring tribes, we can see how rich and poor they are.
What surprised Han Cheng the most was the sheep tribe. At the beginning, he thought that the bone tribe with the largest number and the strongest was the richest among the tribes. Until the sheep tribe carried fifteen large and small at once. Sheep...
The bone tribe used to exchange food ranked second, the green tribe third, and the donkey tribe last.
Of course, if the Green Tribe and others can discover the value of the ‘wild grass spike’ that grows freely around their tribe and cultivate them artificially, it is not impossible to counterattack as the second or the first.
Donkey tribe...
Han Cheng looked at the food they had sent, and couldn't help shaking his head. This tribe was not very capable of obtaining food.
Thinking about this, he suddenly laughed, because he suddenly thought of the reason why the donkey tribe was low in obtaining food...
After a lot of busyness, my stomach became hungry again. After lunch, Han Cheng, the senior brother and the others set off again with weapons, and embarked on the road to find a lucky general.
There will be four fewer people leaving together this time, and among them is the second senior brother, the pea shooter.
With the addition of the iron head and Heiwa left behind yesterday, Ding Zhuang, the main defender in the tribe, has eight people.
With the addition of three lame women, four big-bellied women and a few half-old children, the number of combat personnel has reached nearly twenty.
With a wall as a backing, it is enough to deal with danger.
The cloudy sky for most of the day became clear again in the afternoon, and some dazzling sunlight fell, making people feel better, as if the haze in the heart was dispersed by the sun like dark clouds in the sky...
The night sky is clean and invisible. Half a strand of clouds, stars twinkling, dotted with a star river like a jade belt across the night sky, tearing this boundless horizon.
Han Cheng watched for a while, but did not recognize which star is Altair and which is Vega, so he randomly found a relatively close and bright star on the left and right sides of Tianhe, and forcibly named them Altair. , Weaver's name.
Then I thought back to the strong prologue of'I will return the clothes to you, you will be my wife' until the queen mother pulls out her hairpin and cuts through the sky to separate the pair of plowing men and women weaving biren, and then meet on the Qixi Magpie Bridge , I was moved wildly.
When he was moving, a sudden thought made Han Cheng's face stiff.
He thought for a while with a weird expression, and then ended with a light laugh.
Han Cheng's mind is actually very simple, that is, he suddenly remembered the conversion unit of this time in the sky, day by day, and year on the earth.
Wouldn’t the Weaver Girl meet with Cowherd every day? It's just a bitter Cowherd.
Now that I think about it, Altair is not as bright as Vega, which is excusable...
"What is the son of God laughing?"
The stone, who squatted aside and looked up at the starry sky with Han Cheng, asked.
The stone was about the same height as Han Cheng's before, but in the past six months he has jumped sharply, surpassing Han Cheng by at least three centimeters. I don't know if it is because of the frequent drinking of deer milk.
It doesn't seem to be right. Han Cheng also drinks deer milk every day, and he drank more than stones. This discovery made Han Cheng once again wondered if he was struck by lightning.
Han Cheng thought about it for a moment, and then told Tietou the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
Of course, the story is slightly changed.
The Cowherd has become a primitive male who is not very strong, the tribe is broken by the evil tribe and lives in the wilderness, and he meets the old cow in the wild ~ EbookFREE.me~ and the old cow lives on each other.
The Weaver Girl is a very beautiful primitive female from that evil tribe. The queen mother has transformed into a witch of the evil tribe.
In the process of listening, the stone who likes to think will ask some questions from time to time.
For example, is the Weaver Girl more beautiful than strong?
Han Cheng recalled the fluttering and slim look of the Weaver Girl, and then imagined that he was stronger than the average man, his face twitched, and he said sorry to the Weaver Girl in his heart, and then nodded vigorously in Shishi's expectant eyes.
The stone immediately became happier, so the Weaver Girl became a big beauty with a height of eight feet and a waist circumference of eight feet, surrounded by animal skins...
"So beautiful!"
At some point, there were many people around him, and after receiving a positive answer from Han Cheng, everyone couldn't help but express their sincere admiration for the beauty of the Weaver Girl.