I am a primitive

Well, after living in primitive society for a period of time, this guy also started to become shameless and shameless.

After thinking about it for a while, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was feasible, so that he, who was more energetic, tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before finally falling asleep.

Strong-bodied oxen are pulling the plow and walking in the fields, with waves of mud turning up behind them.

The whips with red tassels exploded in the air, mixed with the shouts of farmers and cattle, and echoed in the field.

The yellow millet and the blood-red sorghum hang their heads together.

The rice in the paddy field exudes a fragrance not to be outdone.

In the bean field under the sun, there were a few crisp scorching sounds from time to time, and the round beans rolled out of the pods...

Fu Jiang, who was becoming more and more like a dog, brought more descendants and grandchildren whining.

In the distance, a man with a bronze long dagger and a long bow came galloping fast on a war horse.

A blood-stained human head hangs under the horse's neck, and a large banner with a black background and red border embroidered with blue sparrows rattles in the wind.

It's just... When did Wu become so old and strong?

A big city with a blue bird plaque, standing there like a hill, surrounded by a moat, and swimming in the river are green-feathered ducks and red-headed geese.

There is a fleet of ships moored in the distance, and people are busy coming and going, moving baskets of goods back and forth...

When I wake up in the morning, my mind is muddled and a mess.

Lying on the kang and looking at the roof, recalling the intricate scenes from last night, and looking at the pregnant woman lying beside him, Han Cheng was quickly brought back to reality.

After all, a dream is just a dream. If you want to make the scenes that appear in the dream appear, you don't know how far you have to go.

But what the hell!

Live comfortably and take good care of those around you.

As for how far it can develop, there is no need to pursue it too deliberately.

The most important thing is to do the things that need to be done first, and go step by step.

After lying on Bai Xuemei's stomach and listening for a while, Han Cheng got up.

After washing with warm water, and then being frozen by the still-cool air, the whole person immediately became much more energetic.

Twirling his buttocks and shaking his waist, he ate a salted egg with two bowls of golden and sticky millet porridge. His stomach was warm, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Mao carried a bone shovel and walked out together with other people who had eaten breakfast.

After a few months, he has gradually adapted to and liked this kind of life.

But before he could walk out of the courtyard, he was stopped.

Looking back, it was the noble and wise Son of God.

Mao didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly turned back, not knowing why the Son of God was looking for him.

But looking at Miko's smiling face, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

Han Cheng led Mao to the side, smiled and told Mao that he should continue to take people out for transactions.

Mao, who understood Han Cheng's meaning, was a little dazed for a moment. He didn't expect that the Son of God called him over for this matter.

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Mao's reaction was similar to what Han Cheng had expected. There was not much joy of returning to his old business, but more of a tangled silence.

Han Cheng can understand Mao's thoughts.

It is precisely because of the trade with salt and pottery that the people of their tribe will be targeted by the Tengshe tribe, so that in the end, there are only a few of them left in a tribe...

Even primitive people also have emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Most of the people in the tribe were killed because of trade. Under such circumstances, it is inevitable for trade to have resistance or fear of trade.

Han Cheng sighed inwardly, going out to do business, Mao, who has led people to do such things for several years, is indeed the best candidate.

The positions of the tribes that had traded with him were clearly in his mind.

How to go, where is the dead end, where is the danger... These are the things he has accumulated step by step with the people in the tribe over the past few years.

These are very valuable assets.

If it is replaced by a newcomer and let him explore these things again, he does not know how many detours he will have to take, how many dangers he will encounter, even if someone will die because of this, it is not so uncommon.

It is precisely because of this that Han Cheng still chooses Mao to go to this matter, knowing that Mao may leave a shadow on this matter.

There is no way, many things in the world cannot be perfect, what can be done is to compare the two powers and choose the lesser.

After a slight silence, Han Cheng reached out and patted Mao on the shoulder.

Today, he is an adult according to the algorithm of primitive people, and he is taller than ordinary primitive people. When he pats people on the shoulder again, he will no longer be as awkward as before.

"Don't worry, the Horde is strong now."

As Han Cheng said, he pointed to the tall wall and the many people and trade inside the wall.

"Evil tribes, don't hurt us anymore, even if they come, they will be defeated and killed by us! We are members of a tribe and we don't allow outsiders to hurt us!"

Han Cheng was talking to Mao, not speaking fast.

Because Putonghua is too broad and profound, although Mao has been learning, but the mastery is not too fluent. If he wants to reach the level of an old man, based on past experience, it will take at least a year.

There is a certain truth in the saying that where you fall, you will get up from where you fell.

Because if you don't get up from there, you will easily leave a psychological shadow, and you will be afraid of the same thing in the days to come.

That being said, people understand the truth.

But when you really do this, it's hard for outsiders to understand what it feels like and what you endure.

However, compared to the other people who 'fell', Mao was quite lucky, because he had a strong support by his side.

What Han Cheng thought was not wrong at all, the tragic experience last year did leave a great psychological shadow on Mao.

The transaction that I loved so much has become reluctant to mention it, even with fear.

He was worried that if he went out to trade, he would meet the evil tribe again, be followed all the way back to the tribe by the evil tribe, and the tribe would be killed by the evil tribe...

He finally got a tribe again, and everything in this tribe is so pleasing, he doesn't want to bring disaster to the tribe.