Chapter 522: Stones for Salt

Bai Xuemei has become a little lazy since she was pregnant with Han Cheng's child, and she sleeps well at night.

After Han Cheng lay down again, he leaned against Han Cheng and held one of Han Cheng's arms in his arms. After a while, he fell asleep again.

When Han Cheng saw that Bai Xuemei was asleep, he stretched out his hand again and patted his forehead lightly.

No metal mine has been found in the tribe so far, and this matter is not bad at all. I actually forgot the role of the caravan in this regard!

When making deals with other tribes, they only wanted fur, but they never connected the matter of ore with it.

Why didn't I think about using salt and pottery to exchange ore with other tribes?

It doesn't matter if those tribes don't know ore, just let them exchange it with stones.

After the stones obtained in exchange are brought back by the caravan, you can see if there are any ores in them...

This sudden thought broke the entanglement in Han Cheng's heart in an instant.

Using a caravan to do this is much better than taking people out to find them.

Not only can the danger be minimized, but the efficiency is also higher than that of him taking people out to find it.

After all, judging from Mao's transactions with other tribes in the past few years, there are still many scattered tribes on this land. After mobilizing these tribes, the efficiency will naturally be higher than that of him directly taking people out to find them.

Moreover, the people of those tribes are more familiar with the surrounding environment of the tribe than strangers like them, and can discover something better.

At the same time, the distribution of these tribes is relatively wide, and with multiple blooms, the possibility of harvesting will be greater.

As for the contribution of the Qingque tribe, it is nothing more than pottery and salt that have become extremely common in their tribe.

Just the saved manpower is more than enough to make the pottery and salt that are exchanged.

Moreover, metal mines are not the only ones that can use this method to solve the problem. New crops and large livestock can all be solved in this way.

It's just adding various seeds and the cubs of wild beasts when making transactions.

It is foreseeable that after such a trading method is put forward, those tribes that have traded with them will be very happy.

Because with Mao's continuous search in the past few years, the fur stored by these small tribes around them is running out.

Moreover, for each tribe, fur is not useless, at least the tribal people must ensure that the tribe has a cover to wear, before they can use the rest to trade.

Under such circumstances, they suddenly learned that in addition to fur, ubiquitous stones and seeds can also be exchanged for precious pottery and salt. Why should they be unhappy?

As for the beast cubs, these things don't have much meat, and there isn't much pressure to exchange them.

Of course, in order to avoid a lot of useless stones in the tribe, there are naturally regulations on the exchange.

That is, something has been exchanged and cannot be repeated.

After exchanging the more common stones, only those types, you have to rack your brains to find those stones that have not been traded.

Seeds and beast cubs are similar too.

"Ha ha……"

Although as a person of later generations, it is embarrassing to think of these things belatedly at this time, but after regretting for a while, Han Cheng still couldn't help laughing out loud.

Who made him come to such an era?

Although I was a bit late, but for the people in the tribe, it was still very avant-garde.

After he said this, Han Cheng could imagine the reaction of Wu and others at this time.

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.