A breath was in the throat, and the village chief was almost soured to death~

This group of tribesmen, this group of innocent people! They still dare to say that they have no money? They have deceived the people outside the mountains for so many years, and everyone thinks that they are sleeping in the snowy mountains to eat soil, but it turns out that they are eating gold!

- Although they are so rich that they can't even afford to eat, why am I so sour?

The village chief reflected on himself, and felt that he was still not as cruel as the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and he should take advantage of the fact that his conscience was not yet on the line at that time, and he should pit more tribesmen, the furs they brought were good, but how could they compare to real money? If the Han Han were willing to trade their belongings at that time, he might also take risks to help them get a lot of supplies.

As for now, he has decided to be a good village chief, this guy is also his own villager, so there is no reason to pit his own people, it is really heartbreaking, I feel that I have lost dozens of acres of land!

Suddenly, a group of people from outside the mountain, and they were cavalrymen, each of them exuded a stronger aura than the second-level warriors of the tribe, and the general at the head was even more terrifying, with the power of the monks, the tribesmen who were eating were startled, and they stood there dumbfounded, forgetting to swallow the soup in their mouths.

......

At the same time, the patriarch of the lion tribe was rushing back to the tribe from the snowy mountains with his people.

He calculated that this year's market might have to be brought forward, because the winter was too long, and the tribe would probably run out of food, so that many tribesmen would rush to the market in advance to trade like the Tiger Tribe. Lang Hexi and a group of young people all went out with the divine envoys, and the patriarch wanted to lead the elderly hunting team out to try their luck.

They are no longer just trying to catch prey, but they will go out hunting and bring back something that the oracle finds useful while going out hunting.

With the participation of the Tiger tribe, the construction of the mountain market has been accelerated recently, but there are still not enough people, there are too many things to do, and every day I wake up and worry about the problem of insufficient manpower. The patriarch of the Lion Tribe was thinking, how to keep the group of Hanhan of the Tiger Tribe?

It's easy to say, but it's hard to say. He knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, the patriarch of the Tiger Tribe would definitely agree to stay in the Lion Tribe, but in this way, the population in the tribe would be large, and the food would be difficult to solve, and the situation seemed to be fine at the moment, because the ice surface of the White Lion Spring had not melted, and the Lion Tribe could still catch enough fish. But in the summer, the ice melts, and it becomes difficult to catch fish.

In addition, after the two tribes live together, it is not a matter of expanding the living range, but the hunting range will not change. Since ancient times, a tribe has been raised on the top of a mountain, and if the tribes live too densely, it will be difficult for everyone to hunt for prey, thus causing another famine.

Because of this problem, the patriarch of the lion tribe has been worried for the past few days. Why didn't he see his cousin who was not far away from him for the first time? It was indeed because he was afraid that as soon as they met, Hu Hanhan proposed to stay, so did he agree or not?

The oracle has not returned. The elder said that this matter could be taken as it should, but the patriarch of the lion tribe had fifteen buckets in his heart, and he had no bottom at all!

He had things on his mind, but he also had to face them bravely, because as the time drew closer, the other tribesmen might have arrived, so it would be inappropriate for him not to show his face again.

With the old hunting party and three large prey, the patriarch of the lion tribe who rode out of the depths of the snow-capped mountain rode out of the lion waved his hand, and his old brothers and the lion they rode followed him slowly, recovering their strength as they walked, and walked towards the market under the mountain of their tribe.

At the same time, the Elder, who had been in retreat in the cave for several days, studying the atlas of botanical herbs given to him by the divine envoy, also raised his head in the midst of the large pile of pots and pots and pots of herbs that had been mashed or boiled—

"It's time to go down, I feel like spring is coming!"