I am a primitive

After laying the groundwork for so long, Han Cheng finally showed his fangs that were not so obvious because of the foreshadowing in front of him.

The elder brother passed on Han Cheng's meaning to the three tribal leaders.

The expressions of the three people are a bit complicated.

As expected by Han Cheng, none of the three agreed to this matter.

On the contrary, some ordinary people from the three tribes who understood what was going on, after hearing this, showed yearning expressions.

This is due to the fact that Han Cheng has seized the opportunity to show them the allure of the Qingque tribe without a trace for so long...

The happy meeting ended, and the leaders of the Lu, Donkey, and Yang tribes, with their tribesmen, left the Qingque tribe one after another.

Compared with the past, they who participated in the joy meeting this time looked a bit dull.

From now on, salt can no longer be eaten for free, which is really not a happy thing for them.

The jar of salt that was given away for free at the end naturally couldn't supply them for too long.

So the donkey tribe and the sheep tribe both exchanged some salt for the furs they brought and were going to exchange for pottery and so on.

Among them, the donkey tribe got the most in exchange, because in addition to eating by their own tribe, they also used a lot of salt in transactions with other tribes.

Salt, which can make food extremely delicious, is as popular as pottery when making transactions with other tribes.

For salt, the price Han Cheng set was not low, much more expensive than exchanging pottery.

Although the leaders of the three tribes were a little hard to accept, they also understood in their hearts, after all, salt is such a good thing.

Looking at the outside of the tribe that looked a little empty and messy because the people from the three tribes had left, Wu and Senior Brother, two people who knew the inside story and personally participated in the salt plan, were not in a good mood.

Because they provided so much salt to several tribes in vain, and now they have finally started to collect the net. As a result, none of the three tribes expressed their willingness to join the Qingque tribe.

This made the two people who had been excited about this matter for a long time and had great hopes feel very disappointed.

Han Cheng was not as disappointed as they were. The three tribes would not agree immediately, which was what he expected.

After coming here for so long, Han Cheng also has a certain understanding of the various primitive tribes.

Before the real crisis came down, it was not very easy to achieve the leader of a tribe and lead the tribe to join other tribes.

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Not giving up until the Yellow River, this is probably the psychology of many people.

Knowing this, Han Cheng was basically unaffected when Wu and senior brother were disappointed because of the failure of this matter.

"Don't worry, they still have salt to eat now, after they have eaten all their salt..."

Han Cheng split up with Wu and the senior brother.

Since he was not prepared to win by force, he had to endure this somewhat tormented wait.

All the things that should be done have been done, and the rest will be left to time. At that time, according to the specific results, choose the next coping strategy.

After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, Wu and senior brother felt much better.

After a fluttering spring rain, the grass becomes greener and the flowers bloom more colorfully.

The Qingque tribe also started the great cause of planting millet that they have been busy for a long time.

The stone that recorded the "history" of the Qingque tribe for a while, picked up the stone pen, and wrote the word Guyu in the grid that recorded yesterday.

The reason why such a name was given is because after the rain fell, the Son of God began to make people prepare to plant millet.

"YoYo……"

In a thriving wilderness full of vitality, Uncle Lu, who was pulling a cart, cried unwillingly.

The most suitable thing to do in such a beautiful spring time is to lead his large group of subordinates to go outing and graze while doing something that makes the deer physically and mentally happy.

But now, Uncle Lu is being pulled here by a cart.

Not only it, about half of the adult deer in the group are walking on this piece of wilderness with things pulled.

When they get tired, the other half of the deer will be harnessed to take over their work.

Only two-legged beasts are allowed, but deer are not allowed.

Uncle Lu, who witnessed the joyous meeting held not long ago, barked even more bitterly.

How could anyone bully a deer like this?

Fu Jiang and his silly children, now they are not like in the wild, following the steps of the deer.

They are scattered in this piece of field, running for a while from time to time.

But no one dared to approach the brightly blooming rapeseed field anymore. This was the result of Han Cheng kicking Xiaofu's ass covered in yellow pollen several times.

The millet seeds carefully stored by the people of the Qingque tribe turned into thin threads and flowed into the ditches. It would not take too long for them to break through the soil and germinate.

The large-scale land reclamation and farmland consolidation of the Qingque Tribe has been very effective. Now, apart from the dozens of acres of rapeseed land, there are still about 680 acres of idle land left.

It can be said that the result of this land reclamation, which lasted for a long time, has exceeded Han Cheng's expectations.

Of the 680 mu of land, [-] mu of land will remain.

Part of the remaining [-] mu was used to plant wild hemp, and the rest could only be left idle.

It's not that Han Cheng doesn't want to plant, but that he has no seeds.

Hundreds of acres of land, not to mention the rest, just seeds, you need a lot.

The millet harvested last year was basically not eaten, and they were all planted, but it was still not enough.

In the tribe, Bai Xuemei was squatting there carefully watching the silkworm seeds placed under the warm sun, expecting them to come out of them, where there were fresh and tender mulberry leaves she had prepared.

Facts have proved that Erha and dogs similar to Erha are not a worry-free thing, whether in the original or later generations.

"Woooooo~"

"Woooooo~"

With the screams resounding through the field, Xiao Fu, who kicked Han Cheng a few times and left in anger, didn't know where he was going, and got out from a distance.

He ran desperately as if something was chasing after him, screaming miserably while running.