What's wrong? You're still asking me what's wrong?

Looking at the old primitive man in front of him, who had always been known for his wisdom and looked at him with a concerned and innocent gaze at this time, Han Cheng really didn't know what to say and what kind of words to use to express his feelings.

This......

This reversal is too big, and the turn is too fast, right?

Caught off guard, the old driver, like him, was also overturned......

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

Han Cheng smiled a little reluctantly, his expression a little stiff, because he really didn't know what to say at this moment.

"That's... Rabbit...? ”

Wu Cong's reaction from the Divine Son was basically certain that his idea would not work, but he still wanted to confirm it again, because once this thing succeeded, it was too tempting.

After Han Cheng relieved himself, he only felt that he couldn't cry or laugh, and he couldn't imagine that such a thing would happen to Wu.

But he soon stopped laughing, because he sensed danger from what seemed to be a childish behavior.

In order to test whether it is possible to breed rabbits and collect rabbits, Wu buried his favorite rabbit with black eyes.

What if we applied this idea to people......

Han Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was very worried that Wu would plant a god son in the spring, and he would harvest a lot of god sons in the autumn.

In order to avoid being in his sleep, he was suddenly buried in the ground as a seed for the sake of the tribe's witch, Han Cheng decided that he must do his best to prove the wrongness of this matter and dispel the terrible idea of witch.

Otherwise, it's just too dangerous.

God knows how Wu got this terrible idea from his own act of burying wood.

Is it just as whimsical as if you couldn't use the landfill method to burn charcoal from "The Charcoal Seller"?

"Wu, don't ......"

Han Cheng very solemnly began to popularize science for Wu.

In a way that Wu can understand, explain to him that the growth of all things is regular.

And it is emphasized that only those plants that are originally grown in the soil can take such a method, and the rest can not.

If an animal is buried in the ground, there will be no other result than death and decay.

Wu listened to Han Cheng's words, and then thought about what he had seen and heard over the years, and felt that this method would not work.

He is not a stupid person, it was only because the idea was too tempting, and he wanted the tribe to achieve rapid development, so he had been drilling into the horns of the bull and went into the wrong place.

At this time, after Han Cheng's explanation and some thought, he finally abandoned this tempting but unworkable idea.

It's just that the loss in his heart is inevitable, because this not only declares the failure of what he has been thinking about for a while, but also shows that the rabbit that he often stroked died in vain.

Han Cheng was a human being for two lifetimes, so he naturally saw Wu's low mood.

Older people don't dare to be immersed in such a depressed mood often, so Han Cheng began to lenient Wu in a moment.

First of all, he affirmed Wu Yixin's good intentions for the development of the tribe, and then in response to Wu's hope of making the tribe richer and stronger, he focused on talking to Wu again about the tribal expansion plan with salt.

Then he counted the fish cages, rabbit sets and pottery exchange tools of the Qingque tribe that could get a large amount of wild meat, as well as the breeding industry of raising deer, chickens and rabbits, as well as the cultivation of rape and millet, as well as the future expectations.

As soon as the pie was drawn in combination with reality, Wu, who was depressed because of the shattered dream just now, suddenly became excited.

Yes, there are so many good things in my own tribe, and if the current situation continues, it is inevitable that the tribe will become bigger and stronger.

In that case, why should I be lost by that unrealistic idea?

Looking at the witch who wanted to open it, came to the edge of the rabbit circle, and picked up a rabbit again and put it on the edge of the rabbit circle with a smile, Han Dashenzi quietly wiped the sweat on his forehead.

This primitive tribe is really dangerous enough, and if you are not careful, you may be planted as a seed......

The primitive society is indeed dangerous enough, just after Han Cheng just sighed like this, the person standing on the low wall who was in charge of standing guard began to shout loudly: "Someone! Someone! And he struck the bang.

The thatch on the back hill has been harvested, and a large number of people in the tribe are making hats for the low wall at this time.

The senior brother and the others dropped their work and quickly went to the front wall, and the black baby ran quickly and firmly tied the tribal gate from the inside.

The alarm was quickly lifted, because it was people from the sheep tribe who came.

The people of the sheep tribe brought a large amount of furs, which was the rhythm of the trade.

After some exchange, the sheep tribesmen left their weapons outside and came in with their furs.

The sheep tribe is really a big family, and the many skins brought with it, except for a small amount of other skins, the rest are actually sheepskins!

Receiving the tribes that come to trade is basically the business of the leader of the senior brother, if it weren't for the special circumstances, Han Cheng would generally not directly intervene, how can he be comfortable with the big giant who is behind the scenes?

Han Cheng, who had seen too much in his previous life, fantasized so much about positioning himself.

This time, the leader of the sheep tribe did not go straight to the point and follow the senior brother to exchange pottery, but took the sheepskin to the edge of the deer pen first, and stretched out his head to see the deer in the deer pen.

This group of deer has not given the Qingque tribe a face.

Of course, the phrase that wealth does not return to his hometown is like a brocade night walk is not said by the senior brother, but he has this kind of thought.

Watching the people of the nearby tribes marvel at the wealth of their tribes, it tastes as wonderful as it gets.

So after hearing that the leader of the sheep tribe wanted to take a look at the deer herd of his tribe first, the senior brother readily agreed.

This group of deer has added a few new cubs during this time, and it looks even larger.

The leader of the sheep tribe was looking at the deer in the deer pen, but the senior brother was looking at the leader of the sheep tribe, and when he saw the expected exclamation on the face of the leader of the sheep tribe, the senior brother smiled modestly.

The exclamation of the leader of the sheep tribe was from the heart, not only because of this large herd of deer, but also because of the fat and fat body of this group of deer.

The leader of the sheep tribe, who has been raising sheep for a short time, clearly knows how difficult it is to reach this step.

When he saw the three snow-white lambs, which had grown up a lot, mixed in the deer pen, the look of surprise on his face was even stronger, and the sheep raised by his own tribe were too far from those of the neighboring tribes......

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