"Come, come, come, everyone come and have a look now, have you all seen these things before?"

In the mouth full of wine, Song Yong held a wild notoginseng in one hand and a picture of a dog's head gold in the other, and greeted dozens of tribal leaders vigorously.

It looks like a small stall owner in a night market who sells discounted goods.

Under Song Yong's enthusiastic greeting, a group of tribal leaders who had just drunk one or two pots, and were a little red-faced, surrounded Song Yong's side one after another.

I remembered the weeds, roots, and stones that were unfamiliar or familiar.

Then, a paragraph was shouted from Song Yong's mouth, which made their already somewhat fiery hearts burn directly in their chests.

They stared at Song Yong in front of him, the garbage that he didn't usually look at much, trying to determine if there were these things in their tribe's territory.

Mainly in Song Yong's shouting, it is full of devilish temptation:

"Everyone, as long as you can bring these things to the Gray Rabbit Tribe, such as pottery, salt, and medicinal powder, the Gray Rabbit Tribe will have as many as they want, and they are open to trade with you. ”

"And when the autumn comes, the Grey Rabbit tribe will have more to offer, such as grain seeds, farming techniques, iron tools, and wine like Erguotou, and there is nothing we can't give you if you can't think of it. ”

In Song Yong's shouting, everything in it could be regarded as poking the itch in the hearts of the indigenous leaders.

None of the above they don't want, and none of them are useless scrap for them.

For a while, I don't know how many dignified leaders of a tribe.

Pounding his own heavenly spirit cover like crazy, tearing his hair and beard.

Trying to use such an extreme stimulus to remind myself of a certain period of time, it seems that I was stunned by one of the objects.

Because as long as they are sure that they can get a large number of these things in their own tribe's territory, it means that their tribe will have a better life in the future.

And the reason why Song Yong did this also has his own considerations......

In the primordial plane, in terms of the richness and diversity of living things and minerals, Song Yong actually had quite confidence in this in his heart.

Mainly during the daylight on the first day of Song Yong's return to the modern plane last time.

He took the time to go out, took the piece of ore suspected to be a kidney-shaped hematite, and found a third-party appraisal agency in the area around Sanhe to conduct a specific composition test.

On the third day, Song Yong came out of the hospital and bought a new mobile phone again.

As soon as I reissued a phone card and put it on my mobile phone, I received a message on my mobile phone: Song Sheng! A report on the composition of that piece of ore has been sent to the mailbox you left behind.

On the second-hand computer bought for 800 yuan at the bar, Song Yong took a few glances at the report and then turned off the computer.

This is not the piece of ore, not the kidney-like hematite in his judgment, but the very eye-catching information in the test package.

The iron content of this ore has reached the level of more than 63%.

When this grade is reached, it means that the stone is not only an iron ore, but also a rich ore with high value.

Therefore, Song Yong deduced that the primordial era plane was definitely not an era tens of thousands of years ago, or even more ago, when he was on that planet.

However, it is a plane that is basically the same in terms of environment and various resources.

All kinds of resources in the modern plane existed in the primitive plane, so Song Yong's plan of ironmaking, steelmaking, and the like didn't have any problems at all in principle.

In other words, if Song Yong had that kind of thought, technology, and machinery, he might be able to make things like airplanes and tanks.

However, there is a premise in this, he must find more places where the mineral deposits are located one by one.

For example, one of the most important aspects of steelmaking and ironmaking in his early development plan was to find a coal mine before it could be launched.

Even if he passed the knowledge and knew that in ironmaking, its practical charcoal as fuel could work.

It's just that the extremely low combustion efficiency of charcoal is really a little discouraged by Song Yong.

So, Song Yong took out a bunch of samples and pictures to give a group of other tribal leaders a look;

In case these guys, where have they even been seen?

Moreover, in the modern plane of Huaguo, there is such a sentence 'one person is not prosperous when collecting firewood, and the flame is high when everyone collects firewood', which Song Yong has always thought of......

Song Yong's plan to mobilize other tribes still seems to be very successful.

After a while, a small tribe called Aoi Mountain, their leader called Aoi, had already picked up several herbal specimens and pictures.

After his heart was determined, Aoi Na looked at Song Yong excitedly, and shouted loudly in his mouth.

"Lord Gray Rabbit, I can confirm that I have seen these weeds and tree roots in our tribe's territory, and there are many other species that I am not so sure about, why don't I bring some to the gang next time?"

"No problem, as long as you can be sure that it is what I want, you can just say what you want to change when the time comes. ”

In this regard, Song Yong first threw a cigarette with soft white sand to the other party, and then gave a positive promise in his mouth.

It was also from this Aoi that the tribal leaders said that they also remembered that they had seen several kinds of weeds with similar appearances under their respective territories.

There is even a small tribe that has actually discovered this kidney-like hematite.

It's a pity that Song Yong, whose mouth is full of promises, feels more and more that something is wrong, mainly in the mouths of these people, he has determined the source of at least dozens of medicinal materials.

But in terms of ironmaking, the vital coal mine, there is no news at all.

Even if more herbs were traded, he didn't have to worry about the number of herbs being too much.

After all, a small part of these herbs can be used to make wine, and most of them can be used to make various functional formulas and trade them at a more expensive price.

The problem is that without coal mines, he just didn't make iron and steel.

At this time, the leader of the Cangyan tribe, Qingyan Na, after being silent in the crowd for a long time, picked up a picture of anthracite and poked it in front of Song Yong's eyes.

I don't know if it's Qingyan, an old man, who is a little too excited in his heart.

The picture made of color pages, this thing almost poked it into Song Yong's eyeballs.

However, as soon as Qingyan, the old thing, opened his mouth, Song Yong immediately decided to forgive the other party's actions: "Brother Yong, what kind of black and shiny stones are found near our tribe, and there should still be a lot of them." ”

Under the excitement in his heart, Song Yong directly slapped most of the pack of cigarettes in his hand into Qingyan's hand.

He said with emotion: "Congratulations! Your Cangyan tribe can be regarded as rich in the future." ”

There is a saying about 'making a fortune', for a native like Qingyan, it is actually the first time he has heard of it, but this is not important, the important thing is that he knows that they can also mix in these good things of the Gray Rabbit Tribe......

With everyone's high spirits, the celebratory feast was eaten and drunk until it was dark.

In the case of no more than two or two pots per capita, these tribal leaders were all drunk, and they used only ten bottles of liquor to get drunk with about 40 people, which even Song Yong did not expect.

Just when Song Yong was going to send these drunken cats back to sleep after the banquet was over.

Suddenly, the sound of loud music in the loudspeaker rang out, and it was a good day for him to decide to have a square dance to make everyone happy.

Looking at the full members and slaves who danced to the sound of music, it seemed that there was no barrier.

Song Yong didn't have time to feel relieved, but he was shocked by the frenzy on the faces of the surrounding tribal leaders who were dancing with the smell of wine.

It's just a square dance, so exciting!