Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 477 Primitive Farming Story 144
Qinghun and Diao followed the Tushan group back to the Jiushan tribe first, because they had killed the rock tribe before, and they were afraid that the tribe would be attacked by the rock tribe, so the group rushed back to Jiushan as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, what they were worried about along the way did not happen.

After returning to the tribe's territory, the victorious warriors received a warm welcome from the tribe.

Uncle Tu Shan went to see the chieftain and Wu, while the rest were dragged by the tribe to describe the details of the battle with Montenegro.The scene was lively and boiling.The bonfire is lit, the dance is danced, the wine is gone, the barbecue is set up, the night falls, the moon and stars are shining in the nine sky, looking at the warm and bright smiling faces of the people in the fire, Qinghun knows that although he avenged the people of Jiushan The task is accomplished, but the Jiushan people still have a long way to go, and they still have to work hard.

A bonfire party was held to entertain the soldiers returning from victory until midnight before dispersing.Qinghun and Diao took the grass and pebbles home with them. Because they were full of the smell of fireworks, they were not afraid of the cold, so they took a bath before going to bed.

Early the next morning, Qing Hun went to see Wu and helped Uncle Tu Shan count the confiscated spoils and hand them over to Chief Yan for storage.

Next, because I don't know whether the rock people will attack Jiushan, and considering the reaction of other tribes after the news of the destruction of Black Mountain, Jiushan can't relax, so Yan's inspection of Jiushan tribe's land is stricter.And the training of warriors and ordinary clansmen in the clan did not relax in the slightest.They arranged a few more people to clean up the residence of the slaves in Montenegro, and waited quietly for Feng Lie and his party to return with the prisoners of war in Montenegro.

Originally, at this time of year, one or two short-distance huntings could be scheduled, but considering the huge gains from the attack on Montenegro this time, the current material reserves are enough for the entire Nine Mountains, including the more than 200 slaves from Montenegro for the winter. After discussing with Wu, for the sake of the safety of the Jiushan tribe, the hunting activities were canceled. In addition to patrolling the tribe, the soldiers were training and fighting against each other.

During the day, Qinghun was dragged to battle with some warriors, and practiced at night, and when she was free, she thought about delicious food. It was the most relaxing period of time since she came here.

A few days later, Feng Lie and his group of soldiers finally returned safely with the slaves from Montenegro.

More than 200 slaves in Montenegro were placed in an outer peak in the north, guarded by special soldiers every day, because these more than 200 slaves were just ordinary people, and the heavy snow season was coming, even if they escaped, they could not escape. They lived in the primitive wild jungle, so there was no need to worry about them escaping.

However, these slaves, after discussing with the shaman, decided that the heavy snow season was over, so they sold them at the trade fair. Even female slaves could not be kept. Jiushan needed population, so buying slaves was far better than keeping Montenegro prisoners of war.

Because of the problem of Black Mountain slaves, Qinghun thought of the slaves of the original Lieyang tribe that she bought at the big trade. She has been unavailable for a while, and the slaves did not live with them, which made her think about the original slaves. The black boy Jinsha from the Lieyang Department.

If you think of it, go and see it.

Qinghun got off the main peak and went to look for Jinsha at the foot of the mountain.

The sixty or seventy people from the original Lieyang tribe, although most of them are ordinary people, but because Jiushan bought everyone, didn't let them separate, and treated them well, after they came to Jiushan, they worked hard. They work very hard and earnestly, so the treatment is similar to that of Jiushan's original slaves. Now they don't live in caves, but in solid stone houses built with the help of Jiushan soldiers.

When Qinghun found the small stone house where Jinsha lived, only his seven or eight-year-old sister was there.

The little girl was a little scared when she saw Qinghun. Qinghun smiled and touched two pieces of candy from her pocket and handed them to her. .

Qinghun took a look at the stone house where they lived. There was even a fire pit built inside and some wood piled up. Although it was not much, it could last for a while, but it was definitely not enough to survive the heavy snow season. Fortunately, there were everywhere here. It was a jungle, and there was no shortage of wood. Jinsha and his tribe should have their own plans, but Qinghun didn't ask any questions.

On the contrary, the little girl looked much better than when she first came here, her face was a little fleshy, and she looked a little fairer, thinking that she had been here before, Qinghun rubbed the little girl's head, and went to the field to find Sands.

Jinsha didn't expect Qinghun to come to him.

After all, Qinghun's status in Jiushan is still very high. She is not only the youngest and most potential warrior in Jiushan, but also Wu's only disciple. How can slaves like them associate with each other?
But Qinghun's expression is soft, it doesn't look like a bad thing, Jinsha is not disturbed, he is even a little happy, to be honest, after the clan was destroyed, he became a slave, was picked and sold, he no longer had any expectation of being alive, However, thanks to Zuwu, they finally left a way for them to survive. They were lucky enough to meet Qinghun, who had met once, and was bought by Jiushan people.He was prepared to be a slave to endure hardships, but he didn't expect that these days in Jiushan, life is not bad, and he can even eat enough.He no longer has to worry about starving himself and his sister to death.And his clansmen can also survive.

This is something I never dreamed of before.

Jinsha is very grateful to Qinghun.

It's just that the status between him and Qinghun has long been different. As a slave, he can't take the initiative to speak in front of Qinghun, so he can only keep these gratitude in his heart.

Seeing Qinghun coming to find him, Jinsha felt a little excited.

"My lord, you came to see me, but do you have an order?"

Qing Hun waved him over and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just came to see how you are doing. I have been busy before, so I didn't bother to come see you. Do you need anything? If so, you can tell me .”

Jin Sha smiled and shook his head: "Everything is fine. My sister and I shared a small stone house, which was built with the help of warriors in the clan. The food we share is enough, and there is no need to bother adults."

Qinghun smiled and said: "Don't call me an adult, just call me Qinghun. Are all your clansmen doing well? Have you learned all the work in the field?"

"We're all pretty good. We have a special person to teach us our work. Although we didn't do it well at the beginning, we are all proficient now. However, some warriors said that it will be over after the land is dug. We have to wait until the end of the heavy snow season. After the snow turns over again, we can plant. When the weather is cold and we can’t go out of the house, there will be special people to teach us to weave, do carpentry, and learn some jobs that ordinary people can do.”

Qinghun saw that when he spoke, his tone was relaxed, and there was a faint smile on his brows and eyes. Those people in the field, seeing that they were in a good mood, felt relieved.

"Our place is different from the desert area you used to live in. It is extremely cold during the heavy snow season. I think the wood prepared in your house is far from enough to survive the winter. If you need it, just tell me. I will help you cut wood. I’m a warrior, so chopping wood is nothing to me. Besides, if you don’t have enough animal skins to keep out the cold, I’ll ask the clan to distribute some to you.”

These people were all bought with money. Although they are still slaves now, they will be the population of Jiushan in the future, so they cannot be lost due to the severe cold.

(This article has been broken for a year, and some things happened during the period. My father passed away, and my mother lay in bed for several months after hospitalization and surgery and needed care. My own physical and emotional reasons have not been very good because of my father’s death. I haven’t even opened QQ and WeChat for a long time, and it’s hard for me to get my QQ account back. In short, it’s not resumed until now for various reasons. I’m really sorry.)
(End of this chapter)