Chapter 222 The Dangerous Primitive Era

? What's wrong? You still ask me what's wrong?

Looking at the old primitive man who was always known for his wisdom and looked at him with concern and innocent eyes at this moment, Han Cheng really didn't know what to say and what kind of words to express his feelings.

This……

This reversal is too big, and the turning is too fast, right?

Caught off guard, the old driver, like him, was also overturned...

"No... nothing..."

Han Cheng smiled reluctantly, his expression was a little stiff, because he really didn't know what to say at the moment.

"Then... the rabbit...?"

From the reaction of Shenzi, Wu Cong has basically confirmed that his idea will not work, but he still wants to confirm it again, because once this thing succeeds, it will be too tempting.

After Han Cheng regained his strength, he felt dumbfounded. He never thought that such a thing would happen to Wu.

But he soon stopped laughing, because he sensed danger from his seemingly childish behavior.

In order to test whether it is possible to grow rabbits and harvest rabbits, the witch buried his favorite black-eyed rabbit.

If you apply this idea to humans...

Han Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was very worried that Wu would plant one god child in spring, and then harvest many god sons in autumn.

In order to prevent himself from being buried in the ground as a seed by a benevolent and kind-hearted shaman suddenly in his sleep, Han Cheng decided that he must do his best to prove the wrongness of this matter, and bury this terrible shaman The idea was dispelled.

Otherwise, it is too dangerous.

God knows how the witch got this terrible idea from his behavior of burying the log.

Is it just like the unconstrained idea that you can't use landfill to burn charcoal from "The Charcoal Seller"?

"Wu, you can't..."

Han Cheng solemnly began to popularize science for Wu.

In a way that Wu can understand, explain to him that the growth of all things has laws.

And emphatically explained that only those plants that have grown in the soil can adopt this method, and the rest cannot.

If animals are buried hard in the soil, there will be no other results except death and decay.

Wu listened to Han Cheng's words, and after thinking about what he had seen and heard over the years, he also felt that this method would not work.

He is not a stupid person. It was just because this idea was too tempting and he wanted the tribe to achieve rapid development, so he kept digging into the corner and went into a misunderstanding.

At this time, after Han Cheng's explanation, after some thinking, he finally abandoned this tempting but unfeasible idea.

It's just that the loss in his heart is unavoidable, because this not only declares the failure of the things he has been thinking about for a while, but also shows that the rabbit that he often strokes has died in vain.

Han Cheng was a man of two generations, so he could naturally see Wu's depression.

Older people don't dare to immerse themselves in such a low mood, so Han Cheng changed the subject and began to relieve Wu.

First of all, he affirmed Wu Yixin's good intentions for the development of the tribe, and then focused on Wu Yixin's desire to make the tribe richer and stronger, and talked with Wu again about the tribe's expansion plan based on salt.

Then he enumerated the fish cages, rabbit sets, and pottery exchanges of the Qingque tribe, which can obtain a large amount of wild meat, as well as the great business of raising deer, chicken, and rabbits, as well as the big business of planting rapeseed and millet, and the future. expect.

As soon as the pie was drawn in combination with reality in this way, Wu, who was depressed just now because of the disillusionment of his dreams, suddenly became excited.

Yes, my own tribe has so many good things. According to the current situation, it is inevitable that the tribe will become bigger and stronger.

That being the case, why should I be disappointed by that unrealistic idea?

Seeing Wu who was thinking about it, came to the side of the rabbit circle, picked up a rabbit and put it on the side of the rabbit circle, smiling and rolling, Dashenzi Han quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This primitive tribe is really dangerous enough, if you don't pay attention, you may be planted as a seed...

Primitive society is indeed dangerous enough. Just after Han Cheng felt so emotional, the person who stood on the low wall and was in charge of standing guard began to shout loudly: "There is someone! There is someone!" and knocked on the clapper .

The thatch on the back mountain has been harvested, and a large number of people in the tribe are making bamboo hats for the low wall on the low wall at this time. Hearing the warning at this time, they are not panicked.

The senior brother and the others dropped their work and quickly went to the front wall. Hei Wa ran quickly and fastened the gate of the tribe from the inside firmly.

The warning was lifted soon, because it was people from the Yang tribe who came.

People from the sheep tribe brought a lot of furs, which is the rhythm of coming to do business.

After some exchanges, the sheep tribe left their weapons outside and came in with their furs.

The Sheep Tribe is indeed a big family, and besides a small amount of other skins, the rest of the many furs they brought are actually sheepskins!

Receiving the tribes that come to trade is basically the business of the elder brother. If there are no special circumstances, Han Cheng will not directly intervene. In the open trade, how can there be a big tycoon who is behind the scenes? Comfortable?

Han Cheng, who had seen too much in his previous life, fantasized about positioning himself.

This time, the leader of the sheep tribe did not go straight to the point of exchanging pottery with the big brother, but went to the edge of the deer pen with the sheepskin first, and stretched his head to see the deer in the deer pen.

This herd of deer did not lose face to the Qingque Tribe.

Of course, the saying that riches and honor do not return home is like walking at night in brocade clothes is not said by the elder brother, but he has this kind of thought.

It was as good as it could be, to watch the people of the nearby tribes constantly amazed by the wealth of their tribe.

So after hearing that the leader of the sheep tribe wanted to have a look at his own tribe's deer herd first, the elder brother readily agreed.

This group of deer has added a few new cubs during this period, and it seems to be larger.

The leader of the sheep tribe was looking at the deer in the deer pen, but the elder brother was looking at the leader of the sheep tribe. Seeing the expected surprise expression on the face of the leader of the sheep tribe, the elder brother smiled very modestly.

The amazement of the leader of the sheep tribe came from the heart, not only because of the large herd of deer, but also because of the fatness of the herd of deer.

The leader of the sheep tribe, who has been raising sheep for a long time, clearly knows how difficult it is to achieve this step.

When he saw the three snow-white lambs that had grown up quite a bit and were mixed in the deer pen, the expression of surprise on his face was even stronger. Compared with the sheep raised by this neighboring tribe, the sheep raised by his own tribe were very different. it's too far...

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