I am a primitive

Could it be their weapons for self-defense?

Thinking of this, Huang Guo suddenly felt that she had seen through the truth.

However, after the black leader chattered and gesticulated, Huang Guo's eyes widened, and then he shook his head violently.

She felt that she must have misunderstood what the leader meant.

This ubiquitous stone in exchange for precious pottery and salt?

how can that be!

Huang Guo left, and she thought it would be better for the leader to negotiate with the leader after the leader came back.

After all, the leader is well-informed and can better understand the leader's meaning.

After looking for wild vegetables for a while, Huang Guo looked at the not-so-big rock at his feet. After hesitating for a while, he finally picked it up and walked towards the person sitting there resting.

Although he knew that nine times out of ten he had misunderstood the meaning, but Huang Guo still wanted to give it a try. After all, there were not many skins left in his tribe.

With the mentality of giving it a try, she came to Mao, and handed over the stone in her hand with some hesitation.

She was ready to be rejected, but she didn't expect that this person actually took it, and then held it in her hand, earnestly comparing it with the stones around her.

While Huang Guo was waiting nervously, after comparing for a while, he confirmed that it was a kind of stone that had not been collected, and put the stone into the pile of stones.

Then with a smile, he scooped up a spoon full of salt from a salt jar, and signaled to Huang Guo that this stone can be exchanged for this spoonful of salt.

In a daze, Huang Guo came out of the cave holding an already empty salt jar.

Without hesitation, Mao slowly poured a spoonful of salt into it.

The dazed Huang Guo returned to the cave holding the salt jar.

A few primitive women who stayed in the tribe put the salt jar on the ground, lay down on the ground and formed a circle, pouted their buttocks and stretched their heads, and looked into the salt jar in turn.

All with inquiry and disbelief.

After doing this for a while, Huang Guo reached into the salt shaker, squeezed out a little salt and put it in his mouth.

The familiar smell made her eyes widen immediately.

Is this really salt?

Stones can really change salt!

After the confusion and surprise, Huang Guo and the rest of the adults ran out like the wind to look for the stone.

Regardless of why the people in this tribe suddenly exchanged stones for salt, this is excellent news for their tribe.

Huang Guo, who was a little thin, became very strong at this moment. She didn't like small stones, so she directly found a stone that was bigger than her buttocks, picked it up, and quickly came to Mao and them.

Such a small piece of stone can be exchanged for a spoonful of salt, so can such a large piece be exchanged for several spoonfuls of salt?

The more she thought about it, the more vigorous she became. After a long distance, she didn't stop at all. She hugged the stone to Mao's body and put it down in one go. Only then did she have the time to pay attention to the animal skin that fell from her body.

Mao's eyes lingered on Huang Guo for a while before shifting to this stone.

Then shook his head.

Of course, it wasn't that Huang Guo sorted out the hides too quickly, but that they already had this kind of stone.

He found a fist-sized stone from the pile of stones, and put it on the big stone brought by Huang Guo, indicating that it was already there, and this one could not be replaced.

Huang Guo was confused, she didn't understand that she just bought a small one in exchange for a spoonful of salt before, but now, she brought a big one and couldn't change it.

She pointed to the small rock, and then pointed to the big rock she had brought over, and said in a nonchalant manner, meaning that the one she found was much better than the smaller one.

Shang and Mao have seen similar things a lot, almost every tribe they go to, similar things will happen.

After spending a lot of time talking and working hard, Mao Cai finally let Huang Guo understand that only stones that are not in it can be exchanged for salt.

And the same kind of stone can only be changed once, regardless of the size of the stone.

Huang Guo, who understood the meaning, and other people who came here with the stones in their arms looked a little disappointed, as if they saw a lot of delicious salt, and walked away from them.

But this disappointment did not last long, and he went looking for stones again.

In any case, it is very good news for them that stones can be exchanged for salt.

When the sun was setting to the west, a pile of stones of different sizes appeared in front of Shang, Mao and the others, all of which were found by Huang Guo and the others.

Shang, Mao and the others picked and picked among the pile of stones, and finally found three kinds of stones that they didn't get.

And in the salt jar of Huangguo and the others, there were three more spoonfuls of salt.

For them, it was an unexpected gain, and they were so happy that they couldn't close their legs.

When the setting sun was setting, the leader of Huang Guo's tribe also came back with his hunters.

Huang Guo and the people who stayed behind happily greeted them...

Huang Guo was beaten, and there were several other people left behind who were beaten with her.

It was the leader of the tribe who did it.

The reason for the beating was certainly not because there was an extra group of mostly men in the tribe's cave.

It was because Huang Guo and the others panicked.

The leader had dealt with that black tribe, and the people in that tribe were usually smiling, but when it came time to exchange things, they would be very dead.

Now these people who stayed behind actually said that they exchanged stones for a lot of salt from this tribe?

How could this happen?

So the violent leader, who was particularly disgusted with the lies of the tribal people, beat people without saying a word.

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The violent leader who doesn't believe that stones can be exchanged for salt walks angrily after beating someone. He doesn't believe the words of the women in the tribe.

But when he saw the large number of stones placed in front of the Qingque Tribe caravan, his disbelief became much less.

"￥%..."

He put down the prey on his shoulders, danced and talked to Mao, asking about things.