Chapter 661 Black Face and White Face (First Update, Please Subscribe and Ask for a Monthly Pass)

Poaching is also a technical job.

It's not for food and drink, let them be uncles.

This can only raise a real uncle.

What they need is labor, not uncle.

So while giving them food and drink, we must also find trouble for them.

And their camp is a big place, and there is only so much work they can do.

That's why Tugen thought of mining.

Everyone knows that iron is easy to use.

But in this era, there are not many tribes that can forge iron tools.

And none of them could refine refined iron.

At present, most of the refined iron products in the hands of all tribes are meteorites.

When meteorites containing a large amount of iron fell, the shell melted in the air friction, leaving high-purity refined iron, which became refined iron products or weapons after simple processing.

As for the artificial refined iron, there is almost no such thing.

There is a large open-pit iron mine near the whirlwind tribe.

And the people of the tribe don't know how to separate the impurities in the iron ore.

Tu Gen also went to that iron mine in the past, picked up a piece of iron ore, beat and baked it to destroy some of the impurities, and then made it into a weapon after simple beating, but it broke after a few times of use.

Iron ore is a rare commodity in Exile City.

It's not that the iron ore was not found in the city of exile, but the location of the iron mine in the city of exile is no closer than that of the whirlwind tribe.

So in order to transport the iron ore, it took a lot of manpower and material resources.

Now being able to mine for the exile city and get a lot of labor for the exile city can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

After a few days, more and more people came out from the Whirlwind Tribe to work for the soil roots in exchange for a bite of food.

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Zhutou didn't dare to go out these few days at all, and he didn't care about the situation of the tribe members.

Every day I just hide at home and can't come out.

Until there was no food or drink at home.

"This group of bastards, I have said that they deliver food to my home on time every day. Do these group of bastards ignore my words?" Zhutou left the house angrily.

He happened to see his most loyal follower head-on.

"Dashi, you came just in time, I have something to tell you."

"I'm not free." Dashi hurriedly walked, without stopping.

"No time? I was talking to you, and you said no time? Do you not want to live in the tribe anymore? Or do you want to be expelled from the tribe?" Zhutou threateningly shouted.

Dashi looked back at Zhutou, then continued on his way.

"Did you hear me talking to you?" Zhutou chased after him and grabbed Dashi's shoulder.

Dashi was impatient, he pushed the bamboo head away with his palm, and stared at the bamboo head fiercely: "I said I'm not free, you didn't understand, did you?"

Zhutou was directly pushed to the ground with an inconceivable expression on his face.

What happened to this most loyal dog leg?

How dare he do it to himself?

Dashi has no time to waste with Zhutou.

He was in a hurry to go to Iron Mountain to pick up iron stones.

As long as you can pick up ten baskets, you can exchange for a large piece of meat.

His wife and two children have gone.

In the past few days, he and his family have brought back a lot of meat, at least half a horn.

As for Zhutou, what can he give himself?

Can you give yourself a piece of meat or a bowl of rice?

On weekdays, I look at Zhutou as the chief's younger brother.

So sell him some face.

Now he has heard of it, even if he was expelled from the tribe.

As long as you go to the exile city and work for the exile city for three years, you can become a resident of the exile city.

In other words, now he doesn't care whether he will be expelled from the tribe.

He even discussed with his wife that this time he would go to the city of exile with the black armored warrior.

Zhutou looked at the distant figure of Dashi, his face contorted.

"Dashi! Just wait for me, I will show you a good look."

As Zhutou said, he wanted to find someone to help.

After walking for a while in the tribe, he found that there are very few people in the tribe today.

Are you all out hunting?

Without orders of their own, they actually ran out to hunt.

Have you put yourself in the eye.

At this moment, Zhutou happened to see his other dog leg Matiao.

Ma Tiao just came out of his thatched hut, followed by a large family.

"Ma Tiao, you came just in time."

"Zhutou, what's the matter?"

"Come with me, teach me a lesson..."

"I don't have time." Ma Tiao hurried away, turned and said to the family behind him: "Let's hurry up, who knows when the meat will be replaced."

Now ninety-nine percent of the entire tribe are working for those black-armored warriors to mine.

And their words are much easier to use than bamboo heads.

Zhutou is still in a daze until now.

Ma Tiao has left with the whole family.

Only Zhutou was left to be messed up in the wind.

Zhutou walked for a while, and he found that one or two passed by occasionally, and they were all in a hurry.

With confusion in his heart, Zhutou followed behind them.

Soon he discovered that all these people came to Iron Mountain to transport iron ore.

These people put the iron ore in the baskets and started walking to the camp not far away.

Zhutou was puzzled, and followed the group of people again.

When they arrived at the gate of the camp, those clansmen began to make deals with the black armored warriors.

Baskets of iron ore were put on the scale.

No one cares if it's light or heavy.

Soon, those people got a piece of meat.

Bamboo Head's eyeballs are about to fall off.

Can this iron ore be exchanged for meat?

In his eyes, these iron ores are useless at all.

And iron ore is everywhere.

What value can it have.

But he was also jealous.

How can these tribesmen pick up a few broken stones and exchange them for a piece of meat.

Zhutou glanced at the direction of the Heijia soldiers' camp, but he didn't dare to go and find fault.

But these members of the Whirlwind tribe, it's not just arbitrarily.

Zhutou immediately stopped a mother and son.

Other people's mother and son have no adults at home.

Nature is the best way to handle it.

"Stop, you actually exchanged things belonging to our whirlwind tribe with foreigners."

The mother and son were immediately frightened.

The mother looked at Zhutou in fear: "We picked up these iron ores at the foot of the mountain."

"That iron mountain belongs to our whirlwind tribe." Zhutou yelled loudly: "You dare to steal something, bring it here."

Zhutou went straight up to snatch the meat from his mother.

The mother did not dare to resist, but the child did not.

Going up to pull it, Zhutou kicked the child over.

Zhutou swaggered away and continued to look for those who were easy to bully.

The mother and son cried together.

That's how it is when there are no adults in the family.

On weekdays, he was bullied in the tribe.

But Tu Gen and Black Horn watched this scene with cold eyes.

When the mother and son were being bullied, they were actually nearby.

It's just that they didn't make a move.

Because for them, the more excessive the bamboo head is, the more beneficial it is for them.

After all, they are here to poach the wall.

By doing this, Zhutou was actually helping them.

Of course, the bad guys did it, and now it's their turn to be good.

Not long after, A Cai came.

Followed by two followers.

"You two get up and follow me."