Chapter 142: Husband Song Yong's meeting gift

In the plane of primitive times, the time when a unified standard of weights and measures was naturally far from existing.

But please don't underestimate the amazing creativity of any intelligent life.

For a long time, in the barter transactions with other tribes, many tribes in the primitive era still found a benchmark unit that made Song Yong, a modern person, amazing: the standard basket.

In fact, I don't know when it started and it was written by a primitive person.

Eventually, the capacity of a rattan basket he weaved became a standard of punctuality among the tribes.

Since then, no matter how poor the tribe is.

At least there are one or two rattan baskets that they have carefully collected and placed.

It is worth mentioning that these rattan baskets are not used to hold things, but are standard instruments used to measure capacity when the tribe encounters trade.

Because these standard rattan baskets are completely handmade.

The standard rattan baskets of two different tribes, if they are placed together at this time, there will naturally be a certain difference in capacity.

However, Song Yong learned from the mouth of Six Fingers, the leader of the craftsmen, that this difference was also controlled within an acceptable range.

Under the two-handed comparison of six fingers missing four fingers, Song Yong magically found that such a difference was about one or two catties.

Placed in the plane of the primitive era, it can be regarded as a relatively scientific method.

For example, Song Yong promised to exchange two baskets of frozen fish for a bride price from the Cangyan tribe for a little woman or a little daughter-in-law.

If Qing Yan, the leader of the Cangyan tribe, chooses to agree, he will take out the standard rattan basket collected in the tribe.

Then, Song Yong asked people to load the frozen fish they carried into these rattan baskets, and when they were almost completely filled, they were considered to have fulfilled the number of promises.

Before the caravan set off, Song Yong took the frozen fish and loaded it into his family's standard rattan basket once.

In the end, he found out with his rich experience and feel that he had been carrying a bag of cement for a hundred catties for a long time on the construction site of Li Erzhu and Boss Li.

The weight of such a standard rattan basket of frozen fish is about 100 catties.

Of course, if you fill the rattan basket with a full basket and then keep it high.

The people of the Cangyan tribe will not stop you from doing this......

So, after deciding to accept the little widow who had been pregnant for more than four months in the Cangyan tribe, Song Yong talked to Qingyan about the number of frozen fish used for trading.

No, this is a completely decadent ideology and practice, and it will eventually be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

That will definitely not appear in Song Yong, such an upright, five stresses and four beauties, remembering the eight honors and eight shames, and the twenty-four words of mantra in his heart.

To be precise, it was the Cangyan and Gray Rabbit tribes that launched friendly consultations on the dowry.

I saw the leader of Qingyan sitting by the fire, holding a thick frozen fish main thorn, used as a toothpick, and while picking his front teeth, he said with a very reluctant face:

"Honorable Lord Gray Rabbit, in fact, our tribe also has a lot of singles; no, this little widow has been remembered by many people since the death of the man, if you are just let it take away, I will not be able to be the leader in the future!"

"In addition, the little cub she carried in her belly will be born into the Gray Rabbit tribe in the future. ”

Qingyan's words are still more tactful.

But the meaning is definitely quite obvious: such a good little widow, if she wants to take away two baskets of frozen fish, is it too cheap?

In addition, she still has one in her belly, how can I say that I buy one get one free, or do you want to add more?

To tell the truth, in the depths of the cave of the Gray Rabbit tribe now, those frozen fish built up like wood are like small mountains, and the number is amazing.

Even if it was filled with a hundred standard rattan baskets, Song Yong was also sure that there were only a lot more.

Not to mention, in the big lake, where you can't see where the other side of the lake is, there are more big fish than you can imagine.

If it weren't for Song Yong's heart, he still wanted to exchange some good things from the Cangyan tribe for the bottom of the box, and it would not be a big problem to send all these big fish out.

Therefore, after Song Yong pondered for a while, he said something like this:

"In this way, Leader Qingyan, I will give you two baskets of frozen fish first, which can be regarded as repaying your help last time, and in addition, the little widow and the little cub in her belly, I am willing to give three baskets of frozen fish. ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yong learned the trading routines of the natives and stretched out his erected right palm.

As for Qing Yan, in fact, Song Yong only gave a basket of frozen fish as a dowry, and in the current bad situation, he would finally agree to this matter.

Now the harvest of five baskets of frozen fish is definitely a big surprise in the accident.

At this time, he no longer hesitated, and also stretched out his right palm and hit Song Yong's erected palm hard, which was considered a friendly agreement between the two sides.

Then, Qing Yan shouted loudly: "Yuzu hurry up and come here, I have seen Lord Gray Rabbit, and from now on you will be a member of the Gray Rabbit Tribe." ”

After hearing this, the pure young man realized one thing:

When it comes to abducting women comrades, he is really not mature at all.

He didn't even see anyone, but he settled the matter first, and if this little widow looked like a dominatrix, wouldn't it be a big loss?

Fortunately, when the little widow with a strong belly came over.

After Song Yong looked at it carefully, he could be regarded as relieved.

This is a young woman in her twenties, her appearance can only be said to be average, and even if she has not eaten or drunk in the Cangyan tribe recently, she has already lost a lot of weight.

However, judging from her thick skeleton, her original physical fitness can really be regarded as average.

As long as you bring it back to the gray rabbit tribe, you can take care of it three times a day.

You don't have to wait until the end of this winter, then it will be a perfect mother-in-law who meets the aesthetics of her subordinates, a thick waist, big butt * stock, who can give birth and work......

"I've seen the esteemed Grey Rabbit. ”

The little widow who was called Yuzu was rude to Song Yong without hesitation.

As for the fact that she will remarry, she is naturally mentally prepared for a long time.

As for the old bachelors who are familiar with the tribe instead of remarrying, but remarrying to the richer Gray Rabbit tribe, she has no opinion, which can be said to be quite original.

However, after a while, this lack of opinion and willingness in her heart immediately turned into a huge snickering joy.

For the young man who was sitting by the fire, after being respectfully saluted by such a strange woman, inexplicably felt that he had incarnated himself into a kind old man, and was now facing the tea of his new daughter-in-law.

Anyway, in this case, he needs to give a red envelope or something, right?

Of course, he also knew that if he took out a little bit of the door-to-door red envelope that was the favorite of the new daughters-in-law in the modern plane, the little widow named Yuzu in front of him would be disgusted.

Maybe even used to wipe the farts * stocks, it's too hard.

However, this kind of small problem, for the young man Lingfan, really did not think that it was a big problem, after he stood up, he walked to the materials that the hooligans had been guarding, and then rummaged inside.

Eventually, he pulled out a vanity mirror, grabbed a handful of colorful headbands, and two lollipops.

He, an old man with a heart, has not forgotten to take out these two lollipops, grapes and oranges, two completely different flavors.

So, when the little widow with a lollipop in her mouth returned with those delicate gifts, she suddenly became the envy of the other women in the tribe.

For a while, I don't know how many women looked at their men with hatred.

I thought to myself, "Why didn't this dead ghost die a month ago?" ”