Chapter 592 Love From the Upper Class of the Qingque Tribe

Hot pot in winter is always so tempting, whether it is primitive or modern, it is difficult to resist their temptation.

Even though the hot pot made by Han Cheng has neither chili, pepper, nor sesame sauce, but as soon as it appeared, it immediately conquered all the senior officials of the Qingque tribe.

If you don't believe me, you can take a look at this group of people wandering around the tribe in the snow at this time.

In such weather, Han Cheng was not too willing to go out, but there was nothing he could do if he didn't go out. Everyone ate too much, and the food piled up in his throat.

If you don't come out to hang around and digest your food, there is a high possibility that someone will pass by...

Looking at the group of guys walking around with their stomachs covered, Han Cheng couldn't help but curl his mouth wildly.

One and two are almost too much to eat, and they are still talking about not eating enough.

Among them, Wu, an increasingly unstable old magician, is the most shameless.

After eating, when you pick up a chopstick of food from the pot, you will say something in a low voice: "Zao yao~"

After chanting, put the food near your mouth and blow it a little, and it was delivered to your mouth immediately.

After eating, he picked up another chopstick and put it into the bowl without any hesitation, shaking his head and making the sound of "Zao Gui~", the food was sent into his mouth again...

Several people are in a very good mood. With the appearance of copper ore and tin ore one after another, as well as the exploration and perfection of various utensils and techniques required for copper smelting, up to now, the number of bronze weapons in the tribe has reached one hundred. There are more than fifty, all of which are sharpened.

The number of bronze feathered arrows has exceeded a thousand at this time.

In addition, two hundred bronze balls that were not very round were also cast, which were regarded as projectiles for the sling team.

More than a dozen copper knives were also cast, all of which were sharpened, and they were very convenient for cutting vegetables, deboning and peeling.

The bronze ax also has eight handles.

The successive appearance of these things and the power they displayed made everyone in the tribe very happy.

The Qingque Tribe is around, and it has already become an existence that others dare not provoke, nor can they afford to provoke.

Now that there are so many bronze wares, it has become stronger and needs to be looked up to.

Accompanied by several men holding bronze daggers, Han Cheng and the others strolled around the tribe for a while, and then, under Han Cheng's leadership, went to the East and West slave yards.

Strolling wherever you go to digest food is just a stroll, it is better to go to the small courtyard of the slaves and let them feel the love from the upper class.

Some things, after putting on a coat of caring, are actually more effective than whips.

Holding a whip in his hand, standing behind the slave's buttocks, Han Cheng couldn't do things like frantically squeezing and abusing the slaves. Not only was he in a bad mood, but he also didn't have the skills.

With such energy, it's better to spend more time with your fat boy, or think about tinkering with something.

Compared with the whip, he actually prefers to do things more humanely.

He didn't twist his mind, and things that could be done with gentle means naturally didn't have to be bloody.

For example, at this time, in the season of heavy snowfall, bringing the high-level officials of the tribe to the slave courtyard for condolences and inspections was a gentle method he adopted.

The effect was surprisingly good. In this weather, the noble Son of God hadn't forgotten them, and came here to greet them. This made the slaves of the Qingque tribe, who had never experienced this before, feel warm in their hearts.

Especially after the pots of steamed, yellow, and fragrant millet rice were carried over, and everyone opened their stomachs and ate a round belly, these people's hearts became even warmer.

Everyone is very satisfied with their current life, and their respect and love for the Son of God have reached a new level.

After the community warmth of a millet meal was delivered, Han Cheng and the high-level officials of the Qingque tribe had almost consumed their food, so they returned to the tribe solemnly under the respect and love of the slaves.

On the way back, Han Cheng stopped senior brother and the others, and did not let him leave.

Of course, it is not to continue to go back to cook hot pot, but to discuss a more important matter.

With continuous copper smelting, there is nothing left of the copper ore and tin ore brought back the previous two times.

The farm tools in the tribe have basically not been manufactured yet, and spring plowing will start in the next spring, so Han Chengcheng thought about whether to send someone to Tongshan to get some ore back.

After refining the bronze, it's time to cast farm tools to prepare for the next year's spring plowing.

It's not a problem not to do some work in winter.

It just so happens that it is winter again, people are relatively free, and there is still enough snow on the road.

Snow, for the rest of the tribes, might hinder traffic, but for the Qingque tribe with herds of deer and sledges, it is an excellent opportunity for transportation.

With the help of the sledge and the snow, the ore pulled by a deer is twice as much as when it was carried before, but it is less.

So Han Cheng didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Of course, the transportation is really good, but people have to endure a lot of severe cold.

However, there are tents, snow houses and big oil brand antifreeze. Compared with other tribes, going out at this time is not too painful.

As soon as Han Cheng said this, no surprise, everyone who had been completely fascinated by the bronze immediately agreed.

The second senior brother and Gu also patted his head with his hands a few times, complaining that he hadn't remembered about the deer and the sledge.

In the past, when there was something happening in the tribe, the elder brother, the second elder brother, Gu and the others had no way to stay away. Now that it is winter, under the cover of heavy snow, many things in the tribe cannot be done. Take a trip to Copper Mountain.

I want to see what these pools that are as blue as the sky look like, I also want to see what the copper mountain looks like, and I want to dig some ore by myself and transport it back to the tribe...

Curiosity, as long as it is an individual, will have it, but there are strengths and weaknesses, and the degree is different for different things.

You won't be curious anymore when you go to mine twice...

Han Cheng looked at the enthusiastic people who picked him up, and felt bad in his heart.

After some discussion, these people who went to go were led by senior brother, second senior brother, and Mao. Half of the trade team stayed in the tribe, plus 20 tribal citizens who wanted to go there as well. With twenty able-bodied slaves, the mining team in winter is formed.

The Qingque tribe is not big yet, and they don’t need layer-by-layer decisions to do things, all kinds of gossip and procedures, so on the third day after this matter was decided, the mining team had already set off.

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