Chapter 442: The White-fronted Tiger
Originally, because the treacherous plan was about to succeed, Han Cheng, who was full of joy, was a little ridiculed by Huo Song and a few people.
Do you think it's too much to treat a group of primitive people who don't have any heart?
After such a mood was born, I suddenly felt that my mood was not as happy as before.
Thinking so, he shook his head again.
I didn't come here to do charity, my ability was limited, and I could only take care of my own tribe.
When the productive forces push the tribe forward, the tribes around the Qingque tribe will inevitably be affected.
At that time, there were not many choices they could make, either they chose to join the Blue Sparrow Tribe, or after being crushed, they would join the Green Sparrow Tribe.
In other words, compared with that kind of bloody means, the method used now, although it seems a little obscene, is undoubtedly much better than that kind of bloody method.
At least in the dealings with the Blue Sparrow tribes, these tribes got real benefits.
And when the time comes to join the Qingque tribe, they can live a better life than in the original tribe.
After extricating himself like this, Han Cheng felt much more comfortable in his heart.
People are sometimes such contradictions or hypocrisies.
When I do something that is not very honorable, I always want to find some reason for myself.
The effect is not for nothing, just like the current Han Dashenzi, after such a similar self-enlightenment thing, his heart immediately became much better.
Han Cheng's psychological activities, the people on the side naturally didn't know.
Several people from the Fire Tribe, after watching Bai Xuemei weaving, were more interested in this.
Now that he heard Han Cheng's words again, he immediately became enthusiastic about weaving cloth with fine twine.
Bai Xuemei had been instructed by Han Cheng before, so she did not refuse several people's requests to learn weaving.
And Bai Xuemei is very interested in weaving, so she is very patient with the professors of several people in the Fire Tribe.
But it wasn't on the same loom she was using, it was another.
Otherwise, the cloth she weaves will be destroyed.
“¥%¥%!”
Huo Song, who received an affirmative reply, patted his chest and motioned for him to be the first to learn.
He was the strongest of the eight people from the Fire Tribe, and he was the best in the tribe on weekdays, whether it was hunting or doing anything else.
Now that he was weaving with twine, he didn't look tired at all, and he felt that he would soon be able to master it.
Bai Xuemei didn't refuse, and after looking at Huo Song and smiling, she began to teach.
How to tie the twine to the wooden frame thinly, how to use it to wear twine.
The self-confidence of the fire pine was soon shattered than the branch of the blow.
These thin twine made him upset, and it was not easy to tie one up, but it was still loose......
It's hard to sweat, and he didn't even tie half of the thread, which is more tiring than he is carrying a pickaxe and digging the ground.
Huo Song was finally defeated and stepped forward with another man who volunteered......
It turns out that most women are better at needlework than men, and they can calm down and do things that make men feel irritable.
After taking turns to try, there were two women from the Fire Tribe who were still relatively talented in weaving, so they stayed here and let Bai Xuemei teach them to weave full-time.
Of the other two female primitives of the Fire Tribe, one continued to peel hemp with the people of the Blue Sparrow Tribe, and the other was learning how to weave fine twine with a thread top.
As for the male primitives of Huosong, they got their wish, continued to carry these things with skulls and shovels, and carried out wasteland reclamation with the reclamation team of the Qingque tribe.
A certain god gave him a name that sounds very lofty, that is, 'learn the skills and go back to grow linen and weave cloth, and exchange pottery, salt and millet for the tribe'.
Inspired by this lofty ideal, several people of the Fire Tribe were full of passion for opening up wasteland, and their speed was not much lower than that of the old men of the Qingque Tribe.
The very generous and kind Han Dashenzi and the kind Wu, looking at this scene, there was a hint of obscenity in the relieved smile on his face.
No matter how lofty the slogan is, with the addition of these new forces of the Fire Tribe, the speed of the Qingque Tribe's land reclamation has obviously increased a lot, which is an established fact.
So much so that Wu Du quietly discussed with Han Cheng, or he would leave these people in the tribe.
After Han Cheng heard this, he secretly laughed in his heart, this guy Wu is really thinking about the tribe all the time.
And looking at the meaning of these people, after staying in the tribe for a few days, they are really a little happy.
If they had to say anything, it would be more likely that they would have agreed to stay in the tribe.
However, this thing obviously can't be done, after all, these eight people are like bait put by Han Cheng.
Once they don't go back, everything they planned against the Fire Tribe will end here......
The senior brother who led people to Yanshan early in the morning came back, and everyone was carrying a heavy harvest on their shoulders.
Needless to say, the antelope roe deer, the white-fronted tiger with colorful hair alone is shocking enough!
In fact, even the senior brothers didn't expect that the trap dug there could catch such a fierce guy!
In the past, when encountering such a beast, they generally walked around after being wary of each other.
A few years ago, the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe also hunted a tiger, but the tiger was old and sick, otherwise they would not have been able to do it.
But this time it was completely different, the tiger brought back this time was in the prime of life, and the fur prepared for the winter had just been changed, and it was as smooth and comfortable as satin to the touch.
Han Cheng stretched out his arm in front of the tiger's paw and gestured, the two were not of the same level at all.
Stretch your legs over, and they're about the same thickness.
I can't help but feel sincere admiration for Wu Erlang's bravery.
Killing such a guy with bare hands is really not something ordinary people can do!
When Han Cheng was amazed by Wu Erlang's bravery, several people from the Fire Tribe were about to stare out their eyes.
They looked at the tiger lying on the ground in a pile, and then looked at the senior brother and the others, their mouths were open enough to stuff a fist!
When he went to see the trap in the morning, the senior brother didn't bring many people with him, and he only had ten.
And now, they actually brought back a tiger that had just been killed, and it was still so strong!
The most important thing is that the people they went out to hunt were unscathed!
This......
Are they really human?
Huo Song, whose mouth was wide open, didn't know what to say to express his feelings......