Chapter 167: :Gifted

Chen Chao led the little old man with the horns, the brown witch, and the fat old man leading the way, while Qu, Li Nong and others pushed a wind-powered wheelbarrow to follow behind, and the tribe talents who had just replaced their old club rushed to the end. Holding the pig.
As for those who didn't drive the pigs and didn't have carts, they walked on the left and right sides with weapons, and Cao A and Cao B led a team.
The group headed for the next tribe in a mighty force~
Since the old man Lu Pang knew each other, he didn't need to deliberately find his way. Just taking advantage of the time left on the road, Chen Chao announced that the second language learning seminar for the Tianyuan tribe and the Jie tribe was officially launched.
Due to the different needs of the fat old man, this study and discussion will mainly focus on the trading part, mainly with "pottery pots, pottery bowls, Mawozi straw sandals, rattan baskets, straw baskets, straw sandals, wind wheelbarrows" and other trading items as the teaching objectives .
And these, in addition to "pottery basin and pottery bowl" can be translated into Jie tribe's "&￥%..., # (translated by friendship: 大石盆 and "@￥%..., # (translated by friendship: small stone basin, The other few have no designated pronunciation in the Jie Tribe.
Because these things have not appeared in the Jie Tribe before, the pronunciation of these items by the Jie Tribe is directly
transliterated
from Chen Chao and others.
With a certain "foundation", the teaching about trading items was very easy. Chen Chao quickly upgraded the teaching content to words such as "an adult man, an adult woman, a black pig/flower pig".
The little old man with horns even started the teaching of ‘show off’, forcibly using numbers from 1 to 30 to turn the arrogant fat old man into frosted eggplant.
If only counting teaching, it is not enough to cause any damage to the fat old man.
What is really lethal is the little old man with the horns starting from the number of people to the car, and then from the car to the pot on top.
Then counted from the pottery pot to the black pig/flower pig, and finally took advantage of the fat old man to understand the pronunciation of all the traded items and the meaning behind the pronunciation.
Let’s start with an example: one pot can be exchanged for three people, two pots can be exchanged for six people... ten pots can be exchanged for 30 people.
When the little old man with the horns exemplified a pottery pot and two pottery pots, the fat old man still looked disdainful.
By the time the fifth pottery pot... the ninth pottery pot, the tenth pottery pot, the fat old man was completely shocked by the content behind!
It's not that he really understood the meaning of the pronunciation of these numbers, but how did this dry and thin old man know the number of exchanges of more than two ceramic pots?
That's all!
How did he remember?
The fat old man is messy in the wind...
He was shocked that the other party knew, and remembered the number of transactions above a single item. Not only that, but what the other party knows is much better than what he thinks!
At this moment, he made up his mind to learn this method of counting.
He has a hunch that whether he can learn this will determine whether he can take the initiative when he goes to the tribe to trade in the future!
But a little old man with horns on his horns didn't mean to let him go at all. Instead, he hit the iron while it was hot and said the exchange data of the river beast harvester—the rattan basket~~
The fat old man is in a hurry, you want to teach, anyway, slow down?
Does this sound like a jingle? What a mess, these words burn in your mouth very much?
He actually didn't understand at all, but he really felt and confirmed again that this is exactly what he needs to learn!
The little old man who successfully pressed the fat old man on the ground and rubbed it, flicked his alpaca cloak, stepped on the golden sunlight on the ground, and faced the chilly cold wind, and took a step that the six relatives did not recognize~
Sample~
Do you know who I am?
Do not go to Tianyuan tribe to inquire about it!
I am the Tianyuan tribe, full-time class, class leader, the largest number of small black flowers, the head of logistics department, and Tianwu!
you? Want to compare me with a few new skins?
If there is a kind, you can count with me, talk with me~
In our tribe, apart from Chen Chao, no one can count more than me!
You know, the rabbits in a house in our tribe, the hides of a kang, I was counting that day~~
You may know that when no one taught me before, I would count to 20 by myself!
Do you know what this is called? Call God! Fu! different! Gift! !
Looking at the fat old man who was awkward next to him, Chen Chao took advantage of the little old man waving in the wind to not pay attention, and patted the fat old man's shoulder to comfort him, "You have learned very fast, and today you can trade so many things Remember the items, it’s a great thing~
Learning to count is incidental. If you can’t learn it today, you can learn it again tomorrow. "
The fat old man first squeezed out a smiling face that was uglier than crying, then leaned the black wooden cane on his body, stretched out his ten fingers towards Chen Chao, and said grievously, "No...will..."
Chen Chao suddenly felt a little bit dumbfounded. It seems that this fat old man is still counting on it~~
It's just that a certain old man said too fast just now. It is estimated that before he has time to remember, a certain old man has memorized the numbers 1-30.
So Chen Chao had no choice but to start teaching from "1" to "10". After confirming that the fat old man understood and remembered, he started teaching "11-20".
After teaching "1-20", Chen Chao looked at the fat old man and kept holding his fingers back and forth repeatedly, and the black wooden crutches were thrown into the arms of the entourage who followed.
A group of people hurriedly hurriedly, without a break at noon, finally arrived at the fourth destination of the Ministry of Commerce and Foreign Affairs-the sheep tribe, just after noon.
The periphery of ~~~
After reaching the outskirts of the sheep tribe, small groups of goats can be seen scattered every day, arching something in the snow, or raising their necks and chewing on some relatively low bushes.
Before Chen Chao and the others got closer, they rushed out a small group of people from where they didn't know, waved the thin wood in their hands, and shouted something.
This group of people came up and couldn't help but say that one of the men, holding a thin wooden stick, was about to pump at the little old man who was walking in front.
Chen Chao's expression changed, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed the man's arm, and then pushed back heavily.
Without any indication from Chen Chao, Qu and Linong, who was pushing the cart behind, had already put down the wheelbarrow, pulled out the axe placed in the cart, and rushed to the front.
Cao Jia and Cao Yi were not to be outdone, and the teams with the left and right sides were also in place. In addition, they were already holding weapons, or holding stone axes, or holding up spears. As long as Chen Chao gave the order, The spear and the stone axe will come out, hacking to death the group of craps who dare to deal with the little old man!