Chapter 349
However, we came late, and there was no booth, so we could only temporarily borrow Moor's treasures. We would take out those treasures at noon, and if there was something suitable, we would also change it, and there would be no latecomers. "
Cai Yu wanted to say something and then closed his mouth, because of the treasures in the ruins mentioned by the Dingyue tribe, Moore even planned to exchange the blood salt he just got. They wanted to swallow them all, but Dingyue was unwilling and wanted to Trade those things for some message that is useful to them.
To this end, they had already gone to the Bianxi tribe, the Snake people, the Yeqiu tribe, the Tuya tribe and the Huángjing tribe on the other side of the river. Unexpectedly, Dingyue temporarily hooked up with a large Qiáng tribe on the upper reaches of the river.
But the things were in Ding Yue's hands, and the group was still very strong, and the tribe elders repeatedly told them not to anger them, and he couldn't speak to stop them at this time.
A place of ruins? "Yan Mo thinks that he seems to understand why the fruit of witch luck is so turbulent, right at noon? We will arrive on time."
Click! "Lightning is approaching.
boom! "It was pouring rain.
At the invitation of the fisherwoman's boss, Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan hid in the fisherwoman's tent.
The old man was of high status, and apart from the four slaves who served him, he was the only one in the tent.
The tent was too dark, and the three of them did not go inside, but stood at the entrance of the tent and spoke.
Children, what good things did you say before to exchange herbs with us? Just heard your fabrics are pretty good, but I'm afraid we don't have that much..."
Yan Mo raised a finger, motioned the old man to wait a moment, and took out a small bag wrapped in sackcloth from his pocket.
Yuan Zhan asked Yan Mo with his eyes: Are you sure?
Yan Mo also replied with his eyes: I am sure! And as you said, you can do it secretly.
Yuan Zhan stretched out his hand to squeeze his neck, and Yan Mo motioned him to push up from the bottom.
Yuan Zhanwei squeezed so hard that Yan Mo opened his mouth and whispered.
The old man smiled and shook his head when he saw the interaction between the two. The imposing manner of the tall young man made him a little fearful and vigilant, but now, looking at the expressions and movements of him playing with the young man, he looked like a big kid playing with his beloved partner.
Yan Mo rubbed his neck and handed the sackcloth to the old man.
The old man took it and was about to open it, when Yan Mo raised his eyes and said, "You're holding on. "
The old man asked me to hold on to the treasure in my mind. It didn't have any weight in my hand. It was light, I wanted to think about it, but it was still very cautious to open the small sackcloth bag.
A handful of fine snow-like particles appeared in the bag.
The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, what is this? Powder? "
Yan Mo approached the old man and whispered maliciously: This is the best salt in the world that even people in Sancheng can't eat, red salt, a specialty of Jiuyuan. "
The old man's eyelids twitched, he raised his hand, dipped a little powder with his fingers, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Immediately, the old man pulled out his fingers as fast as he could and carefully wrapped the packet of salt into his arms. After he was done, he looked left and right.
The old man noticed the strange eyes of the two of them, and smiled slightly embarrassedly: I can't be careful, if I know that this is what you brought out..."
Yuan Zhan quickly asked: Have you ever seen Red Salt? "
Do not. "The old man looked out specially. It was raining heavily outside, and the ground was smashed into small mud spots. The people who came out to clean up the goods just now hid in the tents of various tribes, and the slaves that were only used for trade had no place to put them. , Most of them stay in the open air, shrinking their bodies and letting the heavy rain pour in, all of them with frozen faces and white lips.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to their tent, the old man retracted his head again and said seriously: No, I haven't seen it, but I heard that Mogān recently got a batch of blood salt. It is said that the red fine salt was made by countless people. It is made by refining blood. It not only tastes extremely delicious, but also brings strength to people. God-blood warriors especially like this kind of blood salt. Unfortunately, this kind of blood salt is very rare. At one point, the others were all sent to the Three Cities by Moor. "
Speaking of this, the old man said with a hint of suspicion: You didn't just exchange a batch of your red salt with Moore Gānjiāo before, right? "
Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo looked at each other and nodded.
The old man sighed, his eyes were full of surprises and surprises. He didn't expect that the legendary blood salt came from your Jiuyuan! "
If the blood salt you speak of is our red salt. "Yan Mo shrugged.
As soon as the old man grabbed Yan Mo's hand, he said very enthusiastically, "Cough, child, you said that you liked our herbs? How much do you want? It's not enough here, you can go back with us to collect! We have as many herbs as you want! Do you still like our shòu bones? We not only have shòu bones, but also some big fish bones, do you want them? Because it was too big, we didn't bring it. "
Yan Mo wanted to pull out his hand, but the old man held it even tighter.
Yuan Zhan, the bastard, just stood by and watched the joke.
The old man is still sighing: Jiuyuan sounds like a good place, can you take me on the road when you go back this time? Don't look at me getting old, but I can still run, and I can run no slower than those middle-aged boys. I can also help you identify herbs, treat the wounded, and treat poisonous snake bites.
The most powerful, are there many poisonous snakes in your place? "
Yan Mo seriously wanted to lie to a big witch to go back. They lack teachers who can teach knowledge. It is too heavy and tiring for him to teach so many people. This big witch is more suitable for being a teacher regardless of his knowledge, experience and personality. Afraid that he will affect the children's loyalty to Jiuyuan, he can also teach some adults to identify and use common herbs.
In this way, let's go to your residence with you to collect herbs, and then wait for us to go back to Jiuyuan with us, how about that? According to the herbs displayed by the fisherwomen, Yan Mo deduced the environment and climate there, and felt that the fisherwomen's hometown is likely to be rich in many common herbs he needs.
After all, the eldest witch is an old man. At the same time, in order for his clansmen to eat red salt for a long time, he took the initiative to swear to the mother goddess that he would not reveal the fact that Jiuyuan exchanged red salt with them, and then solemnly invited Jiuyuan and his party to meet after the market. Together they returned their tribal settlements.
In front of the Boss Wu, Yan Mo took out two shrouds from his pocket, and he and Yuan Zhan put one on each, and went back to the second floor of their soil in the rain.
When the Boss Wu saw Yan Mo take out the two shrouds, his eyes suddenly widened, but soon he nodded as if he had come to his senses, and only asked: The straw robes you are wearing are very good, how did you do it? Can it be exchanged? "
Chapter 236 Yan Mo's Conscience Help to the Dwarves
Yan Mo came out of the fisherwomen's tent and saw at a glance a group of slave soldiers standing in a phalanx, motionless in the heavy rain.
No, correctly, he saw a pair of eyes.
Those eyes were calm, wise, and clear. Yan Mo had passed by this person before, but he didn't notice them at all.
But I don't know if there was no one else on the road at this time, and the person who took care of the slaves also entered the tent to hide from the rain, or the heavy rain soaked his eyes, and the eyes that were originally dull were full of vitality at this time, and they were so straight across the rain curtain. He looked straight at Yan Mo.
Yan Mo even felt that he could see what the other party wanted to say from those eyes: buy me, realize my wish, and I will give you all my loyalty, dignity and life!
Yuan Zhan felt very keen, and he turned his head to look at the man almost immediately.
The man was standing in the rain, staring only at Yan Mo, without the slightest fear of Yuan Zhan's threatening eyes, nor the slightest wavering in his eyes looking at Yan Mo.
Yan Moyi opened his eyes and walked past the person as if he didn't see the person on the opposite side.
Yuan Zhan was a little interested in the man, but he didn't look at it much. He covered the boy's head with his big hands, trying to make him less rainy.
I should let them get a hat out. "Yan Mo muttered.
Not only hats, but with cloth and tung oil, they can also make umbrellas, or they can quickly cultivate a group of woodworkers. In addition to umbrellas, they can also make large quantities of daily necessities such as cabinets and chairs. In autumn, they will have Abundant goods can be exchanged with other tribes.
Even if those utensils are bought back for others, it is easy to learn how to do them, but the world is very big, and the market is not one, as long as they can grasp the location of each large tribal market, and can get there quickly and smoothly, just one by one Markets take turns selling the past, and they may become a very wealthy tribe just by selling wooden furniture and daily necessities.
As for whether he took out so many things at one time that should have been accumulated over a long period of time, will it have a bad impact on the development of this world, Yan Mo didn't think so much.
Anyone who understands the modern history of his original world will find that the development of the West is an explosive and rapid development in a short period of time.
Before that, when the East and several countries with a long history had sound sewer facilities, rich cultural heritage, and countless inventions, many places in the West were still defecation everywhere, and a small village and town could stand on its own as a country. Wild times.
But it is such a Western society in the wild period that still regarded bows and arrows as the devil's weapon and iron armor as the most powerful and most civilized representative. Just because it stood on the shoulders of giants, it quickly absorbed several ancient countries. Thousands of years of accumulation of knowledge, accumulation of wealth by robbery, robbery and theft, coupled with some genius inventions to promote a chain effect, it only took less than a hundred years for them to surpass those giant countries with a long history. Once it becomes a world leader.
It can be said with certainty that the East and other giant countries with a long history are not without scientists who can make the same inventions, nor are they without the opportunity to develop rapidly, but their history is too long, and in order to maintain the interests of the superior and the minority, Certain views have been instilled indestructible from generation to generation.
And development will inevitably bring about changes, and these changes are not seen by those in higher positions, so they would rather let the people be ignorant and deliberately reduce agriculture, industry, medicine, etc. to low-level occupations. They even burn books, destroy academics, scuttle ships, smash big pào, shut up the country, treat science as superstition, just for temporary comfort.