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Moreover, in addition to these, the people of the Qingque tribe have accomplished many things during these times.

Not to mention the rest, just this more majestic and taller wall is enough to make people worship!

The two Huo tribe members who came to the Qingque tribe for the first time, saw that the few people who often told them about the Qingque tribe became more surprised than them, so they couldn't help sniffling. I feel that the indifference of these people before was all an act of faking.

After really coming to this tribe, their performance was far worse than that of them.

Amidst the continuous surprise of these members of the Fire Tribe, Bai Xuemei, who was wearing light linen clothes and had a slightly protruding belly, came out of the inner courtyard.

As the textile No. 1 in the tribe, every time people from the Fire Tribe transport linen for trade, it is Bai Xuemei who comes to check the quality of the linen from the Fire Tribe.

Seeing Bai Xuemei in sackcloth, and those members of the Fire Tribe who often come to the Qingque Tribe to do business, they were shocked by the amazing 'Qingque Speed', and their spirits were completely out of their bodies. Looking at Bai Xuemei approaching nervously, he was even more nervous than facing a ferocious prey.

It's not that they were shocked by Bai Xuemei's beauty. In their eyes, a thinner person like Bai Xuemei has nothing to do with beauty.

The reason why there was such a big reaction was that every time it was time to trade things with linen, this woman who was supposed to be from their tribe would abuse them until they felt uncomfortable.

"This won't work. At most, I can only replace it with half a jar and add three spoons of salt..."

For example, now, after Bai Xuemei opened a roll of linen that they had delivered and looked at it carefully, she shook her head lightly, expressing such meaning in the language of the Fire Tribe.

Those few people who come here every year to do business with the Qingque Tribe suddenly turned bitter when they heard the words, and they knew it would be like this...

They didn't say a word, and the two women from the Fire Tribe who came to meet the leader of the Qingque Tribe gave up a little bit.

Some of these linen cloths were woven by them themselves.

They remembered very clearly that the last time these people used bamboo rafts to carry linen to trade here, they were very happy to tell them that a roll of linen of this quality could be exchanged for a jar of salt.

Therefore, in the subsequent weaving, they all became more serious, striving to weave this quality of cloth, and prepared to use it to exchange for something more for the tribe.

However, he didn't expect that the linen cloth with the same quality as last year's cloth could not be exchanged for a jar of salt now!

How could they be willing when such a thing happened?

Immediately, he seemed a little excited and questioned aloud. While speaking, one or two words such as "sackcloth", "salt" and "jar" would pop out from the words from time to time, which was very interesting.

Seeing this, the few people who often came here to make exchanges hurriedly pulled the two female primitives to keep them from talking.

It's just that it's too late, these two people have come out regardless.

When fighting for interests, most of the time, whether they are primitive people or people of later generations, they are equally brave.

When the two female primitives saw the male primitives pulling them and refusing to let them talk, they just thought that these people were scared, and their good feelings for them suddenly disappeared.

On the way back, I made a decision not to play with them on the bamboo raft again

Not only on the bamboo raft, but also after returning home, I stopped going into the grass with them.

Not only do they not want to fuck with these people, but also don't let other female primitives in the tribe fight with them, because they are so brave!

This kind of movement naturally alarmed the senior brother and others who had been paying attention to the situation here. They immediately came over with rattan shields and long spears, and even some people guarding the wall pointed at this side. Opened the bow and arrow.

Dare to hate the people of the Qingque tribe in the Qingque tribe, and the target is to lead people to weave a lot of linen, and feed silkworms to spin, and weave another kind of cool, very comfortable cloth next to Baixue My sister, and Bai Xuemei is also the fixed sleepy spouse of the revered Son of God, such a thing is unacceptable to the people of the Qingque Tribe.

These two primitive females who were not brave enough to belittle the men in the tribe just now, after seeing such a battle, suddenly lost their courage. Looking at the big brother and others who came over with weapons, their eyes were full of fear.

But fear is fear, and the yearning and affection for the Qingque tribe before, but now there is nothing left.

Because they feel that this tribe is really unfair when it comes to transactions!

Bai Xuemei smiled at the elder brother who was waiting for them, and then led the Fire Tribe people to visit the Qingque Tribe's cloth storage room...

After a long time, Bai Xuemei came out of the room with a few people from the Fire Tribe.

Several members of the Fire Tribe were very silent, especially the two female primitive people who were also considered to be good at weaving in the Fire Tribe, they seemed to be devastated.

After looking at the linen that the Qingque tribe put there, and then looking at the linen that they and others got, they thought it was of very high quality. They felt that Bai Xuemei's half jar and three spoons of salt were too much.

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Primitive people are basically straight-tempered, right is right, wrong is wrong, basically there is no such thing as not being able to save face, knowing that one is at fault, but stubbornly holding one's mouth firmly and not bowing one's head.

After recovering gradually from the shock, the two Huo tribe's primitive women, who were hit hard, began to bow their heads and admit their mistakes to the female primitive woman who was almost burned to death in their tribe.

The male primitive men of the Fire Tribe looked at this scene with a calm expression, because such a result had already been expected by them.

In fact, when they first traded, their reactions were similar to those of the two female primitives.

However, after experiencing such a thing twice in a row, when they encountered it again, their reaction was not strong.

Because they know that anyone who used to be their tribe gave such an exchange method, and it was this powerful and magical tribe who produced better quality linen...

After such an episode, the subsequent transaction became extremely smooth.

It is not the first time that the two sides have exchanged, and they are very familiar with the rules.

Even before the members of the Fire Tribe arrived, senior brother Wu and the others had already prepared the items that the Fire Tribe would exchange...

Two days later, the members of the Huo Tribe, who had completed this year's linen trade, set off from the small pier built in front of the Qingque Tribe with bamboo rafts, planted the things they had exchanged for more than half a year's work, and went down the river. .

Looking at the tall tribe that was getting farther and farther away from them, the people of the Fire tribe were full of reluctance, especially the two female primitives who came here for the first time.

They even had the same thought as the rest of the outsiders who came to the Qingque Tribe, that is, to stay here and never leave.

Because this tribe is really as rich, generous and kind as these people say!

They have much better linen than the linen they spun, but they are still willing to exchange so many precious things for the linen they transported.

Moreover, the woman who was contradicted by them and who has a high status in this tribe not only did not blame them, but also taught them how to weave linen better.

How could this not move them?

Inside the Qingque Tribe, Bai Xuemei watched from afar the people from the Huo Tribe who supported the bamboo raft and went down the river, and finally disappeared, with a bright smile on her face.

Bai Xuemei was very happy about teaching the two women from the Fire Tribe better weaving methods.

Because in this way, in the coming year, our own tribe will be able to get a batch of higher quality linen from the Fire Tribe.

It is very troublesome to weave linen, and the manpower and material resources spent in this process are much higher than those of Qingque tribe's salt and pottery.

The salt that one person of the Qingque tribe can produce in one day can be exchanged for the linen that three people of the Fire tribe can weave for ten days or even longer...

Han Cheng had settled this account with Bai Xuemei before, and Bai Xuemei remembered it very clearly.

With this calculation, we can know how much advantage the Qingque Tribe took in such a transaction...

As for whether the members of the Fire Tribe will surpass her own tribe in weaving, Bai Xuemei is not worried at all, because she has a better weaving method.