I am a Primitive Man

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

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

Seeing that Bai Xuemei was asleep, Han Cheng put out his hand again and patted his forehead in fear.

No metal mine has been found in the tribe until now. This is not a loss at all. I actually forgot the role of the caravan in this aspect!

When dealing with other tribes, I only wanted fur, but I never connected the ore matter to 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 the ore, just let them exchange it with the stone.

After the exchanged stone is brought back by the caravan, you can see if there is any ore in it...

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

Using a caravan to do this is much better than taking someone out to find it.

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

After all, from the perspective of trading with other tribes in the past few years, there are still quite a few tribes scattered on this land. After these tribes are activated, the efficiency is naturally higher than that of directly taking people out to find them.

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

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

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

The manpower saved is more than enough to make the pottery and salt that were exchanged.

Moreover, it is not only metal mines that can be solved with this method, new crops, and large livestock can all be solved in this way.

It's just that when trading, adding various seeds and cubs of wild beasts.

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

Because with the continuous search in the past few years, these small tribes around the store have run out of fur.

Moreover, for each tribe, fur is not useless, at least it must be guaranteed that the tribesmen have a cover before they can trade with the rest.

Under such circumstances, they suddenly learned that besides fur, they could also exchange precious pottery and salt with stones and seeds that existed everywhere. How could they be unhappy?

As for the young beasts, there is not much meat in these things, and there is not much pressure to exchange.

Of course, in order to avoid a lot of useless stones in the tribe, in addition to the exchange, it is natural to stipulate.

That is, things have been exchanged and cannot be repeated.

After exchanging the more common and common stones, only those kinds of stones, you have to go to great lengths to find those stones that have not been traded.

Seeds and beast cubs are similar.

"Haha..."

Although as a descendant, it was embarrassing to think of these things later, but Han Cheng regretted it for a while and couldn't help laughing.

Who brought him to such an era?

Although I have learned a little later, but for the people in the tribe, it is still very avant-garde.

Han Cheng could think of the reaction of Wu and the others after he told the matter.

Well, after living in primitive society for a while, this guy also began to become shameless and shameless.

After thinking about it for a while, the more I thought about it, the more I realized it was feasible, so that the more energetic he was tossing and turning in bed for a long time before finally falling asleep.

The sturdy bull was pulling the plow and walking in the field, and mud waves turned up behind.

The leather whip tied with the red tape blew in the air, mixed with the shouts of farmers and cattle, and echoed in the wilderness.

The yellow millet and the blood-red sorghum hung their heads together.

Not to be outdone, the rice in the paddy field exudes a delicate fragrance.

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...

The blessed general is becoming more and more like a dog, with more descendants and grandchildren wooing.

In the distance, a man with a bronze longge and a longbow galloped up on a war horse.

A blood-stained human head hung under the horse's neck, and a large red flag embroidered with a blue bird on the black background, clashed in the wind.

It's just...when did Wu become so old and strong?

A big city with a green bird plaque, standing there like a small hill, surrounded by a moat, swimming in the river with green ducks and red-headed geese.

There is a fleet of ships at anchor in the distance, and people are busy coming and going, carrying baskets of goods back and forth...

When I wake up in the morning, my mind is dumb, a ball of paste.

Lying on the kang and looking at the roof, thinking back to the intricate and intertwined fragments last night, and then looking at the big belly woman lying beside him, Han Cheng was quickly pulled back to reality.

After all, the dream is just a dream. If you want to make the scenes appear in the dream, I don't know how much there is to go.

But let it go!

Just take care of the people around you.

As for the extent to which it can develop, these do not need to be deliberately pursued.

The most important thing is to do the things that need to be done first, and to go step by step.

After listening to Bai Xuemei's belly for a while, Han Cheng got up.

Rinse with warm water, and then be frozen by the still cold air~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The whole person immediately became more energetic.

Twisting his hips and swaying his waist, a salted egg was eaten with two bowls of golden and sticky millet porridge. The stomach was warm, not to mention more comfortable.

Mao carried a handful of bone shovel and walked out with the others who had had breakfast.

After a few months, he has gradually adapted and fell in love with this life.

But before he could walk out of the gate, he was stopped.

Looking back, it was the noble and wise son of God.

Maou didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly returned back, wondering what the **** son was looking for.

However, it shouldn't be a bad thing to see the **** child smiling.

Han Cheng walked away with Mao, smiled and told Mao that he would continue to take people out for the transaction.

After understanding Han Cheng's meaning, he was a little dazed for a while. He didn't expect that the **** son called him to come over because of this.