I am a primitive

So this trip they got a lot of food from this tribe.

The ratio of exchanging things is not [-] to [-] when trading with older primitive people, but [-] to [-].

Some people in the trade team didn't seem to understand this change very much, and felt that there was some element of deception in it.

He expressed this idea to Mao.

For a trade expert like Mao, who has been influenced by Han Cheng, the black-hearted son of God, there will be no pressure to explain such a problem.

He told this person that he did this because he and others had worked hard during the process.

For example, at this current time, if I and others do not bring salt and other things to do this, I and others can still stay in the tribe and do many other things.

In other words, in order to transport the salt and pottery to this tribe, I and others spent a lot of time and did a lot of other things.

Under such circumstances, if the older female primitives are replaced with the rest of the tribes according to the replacement ratio, their own tribe will suffer, and the loss will not be small.

If this tribe, like the older female primitives, came to Jinguan City for replacement with food and other things, it would be the same as the older female primitives.

After being said by Mao, not only this person, but many people in the team showed a thoughtful look.

After a while like this, people showed signs of enlightenment one after another.

They hadn't thought about this before.

Now that Mao said this, they thought about it again, and it seemed to be true.

Everyone looked at Mao with admiration in their eyes. After all, he could figure out such a question.

Looking at the eyes of everyone, Mao felt that it was very useful, but he waved his hands again and again, telling everyone that this matter was not something he figured out, but the Son of God told him. If the Son of God did not tell him, he would not know about it. Things are so clear.

Everyone showed a clear look, and at the same time, they also admired and flew towards the Son of God who lived in Jinguan City.

The Son of God is indeed the Son of God!

Still the same wisdom as before, many things can be considered, and a truth can be said.

In this way, opportunity cost appeared in the primitive era in advance.

In fact, this thing has always existed, it's just that other people didn't notice it before, or didn't say it clearly.

The leader of the Chicken Leg tribe stood outside the cave of the tribe, watching Mao and the others leave with reluctance and some excitement in his eyes.

The so-called chicken leg tribe was the tribe Mao and the others saw for the first time when they went out this time.

The reason for giving them such a name is because the leader of this tribe prefers to eat chicken legs.

Of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be chicken legs, and some are birds that look more like chickens.

At this time, the leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe was still holding a clay pot in his arms.

The clay pot has been boiled, and the outside is stained with a lot of black ash.

For these, the leader of the chicken leg tribe didn't care, he still hugged it tightly in his arms.

Under his gaze, Mao and the others walked further and further away.

When Mao and the others were completely gone, only the tribal leader with his hands and the black drumsticks on his stomach immediately showed a smile on his face.

"#￥￥%@!"

He spoke loudly with a smile on his face, and holding the largest pottery pot exchanged from the Qingque Tribe trade team in both hands, he walked towards the small river.

The other two people with higher prestige in the tribe also carried the other two clay pots exchanged from the Qingque tribe, and followed their leader to Xiaohe.

After a while, several people holding clay pots returned from the small river, and set three clay pots filled with water, like Mao and others, on the stones around the fire, and boiled them with fire.

The leader of the chicken leg tribe, under the watchful eyes of everyone, took out a bird that looked more like a chicken, and smashed it into pieces with a stone knife.

Then put it separately into three clay pots and start cooking.

Then I put a little bit of salt into it with great care.

Then the leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe, together with the members of the Chicken Leg Tribe, waited expectantly.

Looking forward to the birth of delicious food.

After a while of this, the food is cooked and the Drumsticks take turns drinking this delicious fresh food.

This kind of delicious food does not taste as delicious as that made by the magical tribe named 'Qingque', but it is still very good to eat.

Today, the leader of the chicken leg tribe is extraordinarily generous.

He patted his chest and said to the people in the tribe that the people in the tribe can eat as much food as they want, eat as much as they want, and eat as much as they want!

The leader of the chicken leg tribe is generous, and everyone in the chicken leg tribe has become very heroic because of this.

The crowd drank with joy, and jar after jar of water was transported from the small river by them, heated on the fire, and drank into their stomachs.

And the meat in the jar is still the same.

After eating and drinking, the people of the chicken leg tribe finished their meal. The leader of the chicken leg tribe took a boiled chicken leg with little meat left, and gnawed it carefully.

In the end, even the bones were simply chewed and eaten, and there was no waste at all.

The leader of the chicken leg tribe looked at the overfed tribe with a bright smile on his face.

His eyes fell on the three pots again, the smile on his face became more intense, and he paid more attention to these things.

This is really good stuff!

Before today, he had never imagined that a big bird that could not eat enough by himself in the past could feed everyone in the tribe, and it was the kind that was so full!

The rest of the Drumstick Tribe stroked the bloated belly with their hands, and looked at the three clay pots more eagerly than the leader of the Drumstick Tribe.

Before that, many of them were in a state of not having enough to eat all year round.

As for food support, that is an extremely extravagant dream.

Even many people dare not even think about it!

But now, such a thing that was never dared to be realized before has been realized, and it has been realized by everyone in the tribe!

Under such circumstances, how can they not value these three things?

Some people even wanted to kowtow to the pot.

According to the past practice in the tribe, after eating food in the morning, the people in the tribe will go out to hunt and gather wild vegetables.