Chapter Ninety-Three: Our Nation Should Have a Totem

When Shao Yan and the others arrived when they heard the news, they were also shocked to see so many sheep, and when they saw Yang Hao holding a strange beast, excited as a child, they couldn't help but remind:

"Chief!"

Yang Hao came back from his excitement and realized that there were still people waiting for him to speak.

He coughed lightly and said, "Warrior, what a warrior!" ”

The hunter was immediately excited when he asked about this compliment, knelt down and said, "Leader Xie's praise, it's all the blessings of the gods." ”

Yang Hao hugged the red panda and said with a smile: "This is all your credit, okay, good, six people can have such a harvest, it's really... it! ”

His eyelids jumped wildly when he saw the black and white fur on the snow plow.

Ignoring the shock of others, he walked quickly.

"This... This... Holy shit, that's fucking enough to shoot a hundred times! ”

Seeing Yang Hao so out of shape, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

The hunters kept their heads down, the leaders lost their temper, and they understood that at this time, it was best not to do too much, otherwise a good thing would turn into a bad thing.

"Chief, it's just a bearskin, why is that?"

Yin wondered.

The corners of Yang Hao's mouth twitched, and he slandered in his heart: "It's just a bear skin, you fucking it, you know what this is, this fucking national treasure, it was actually skinned, dare to say this sentence in public in the future, you should be fucking skinned." ”

Slander is slander, but he also knows his identity, and he tried to calm down, these things can stimulate him clearly, rubbed his somewhat stiff face, took a deep breath and said: "It's nothing, let people take these sheep down and raise them alive." ”

After hearing a few words, he hurriedly said a word to the subordinates beside him.

Yang Hao looked at these hunters and said, "A few warriors, can you tell me how you have such a harvest, I will definitely record this matter, so that future generations can also know your bravery." ”

When several people heard this, they looked at Yang Hao in disbelief.

They couldn't have imagined that Yang Hao would actually use sacred words to record the deeds of such a lowly person as them, what a glory it was, and they thought that they could be praised by future generations like the ancient sages, making them feel as if they were in a dream.

Seeing that these people were only in a daze, Yin said coldly: "The leader asked, why didn't he answer." ”

When several people heard this, their hearts sank, and they realized that their rude behavior and nuclear energy would bring disaster to themselves, and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground and pleaded guilty again and again.

Yang Hao frowned, this behavior of kneeling down at every turn made him very unhappy, and he thought about whether to completely cancel this boring etiquette.

"I forgive you for your innocence, and arise and answer!"

"Thank you, Chief!"

Several people stood up from the ground with palpitations and looked at each other, hoping that someone would come forward to answer Yang Hao's question.

Seeing that several people didn't speak, the young man was anxious, and he had the courage to describe Yang Hao in detail what had happened in the past few days.

Everyone listened to the young man's description and showed surprised expressions.

Yang Hao nodded again and again.

"Okay, being able to think calmly when encountering difficulties is a combination of wisdom and courage, what is your name."

When the young man heard Yang Hao's praise, he said with joy on his face: "Looking back, the villain is called the wind!" ”

"Nice young man, promising, I remember.

After a pause, he said: "A few warriors are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and they capture livestock for our people, which is a great achievement, and they should be rewarded!"

Remember, these warriors will be promoted to the rank of first-class tribesmen from this day, and the little lambs will be given to them, and they will be rewarded with a jar of rice, a jar of noodles, a handful of pickled vegetables, and a bunch of dried fruits, and they may go to the inner city to choose a place to build a house.

This kind of reward can be said to be the highest reward in the Great Qi tribe, and when several hunters heard this, they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and choked up: "We have waited for the leader, and we have thanked the leader." ”

Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "You wait for the good life to work hard and create another miracle for our clan, such a reward is what you have exchanged for your life, and it belongs to your glory at this time." ”

Listening to Yang Hao's praise, several people seemed to be in the clouds, at this time they felt that whether they had no choice but to come to this tribe at the beginning, how lucky they seemed to be now, this must be the guidance of the gods.

Several people bowed to Yang Hao again and again, excited.

The ordinary people watching from afar looked at these lucky people with envy, and the success of the six people also ignited hope in the hearts of more people, realizing that the Daqi tribe was not a tribe they were familiar with, as long as they made something that contributed to the tribe, they could become a human being and live an enviable life.

Yang Hao didn't know that what seemed to him was an extremely normal reward, but it made the seeds of hope sprout in the hearts of ordinary people.

He has no intention of creating equality, but the concept of relative equality is imprinted in his genes, and perhaps this is the biggest difference between him and this era.

He does not discriminate against anyone, as long as those who are useful to him are talents in his eyes.

Of course, classes exist, this Yang Hao can't change it, and he doesn't want to change it, but the solidified class and meaningless slavery, in his opinion, is a huge waste of resources, and before the great cause is accomplished, he begins to enjoy the pleasure of power, Yang Hao thinks that this is what only a pen can do.

Under the envious gaze of ordinary people, the hunters returned to their communities and were treated like heroes.

The local "officials" praised their exploits in poor language, and the fame of the six reached its peak, and the deeds of several people soon spread within the tribe and became a topic of conversation.

And Yang Hao didn't have the slightest guilt to take the red panda for himself, looking at the cute red panda, Yang Hao's smile couldn't close his mouth.

"Why is the leader so fond of this black and white bear?"

Nujiao chuckled.

Yang Hao said: "Do you know that when the ancient Chiyou and Xuanyuan were fighting, they took this beast with them. ”

The woman said curiously: "There is such a thing." ”

Looking at the little thing playing on the ground, Nujiao frowned and said, "Since the evil god Chi You took this beast and lost to Xuanyuan, isn't this beast ominous, why is the leader still like this." ”

Yang Hao smiled: "What is unknown, Chi You's defeat has nothing to do with this beast, if it has anything to do with it, it may also be cute, haha!" ”

Nujiao was a little puzzled, "What is selling cute?" ”

Yang Hao was a little embarrassed when he heard this, people in this era couldn't get this point at all, which made him feel very boring.

"It's nothing, but this little thing has given me a lot of inspiration, now all the major clans have their own totems, our clan has not had a totem so far, seeing this beast, I suddenly have a feeling, our clan should have a totem in the future."

Nujiao was shocked when she heard this, and said, "Is the leader guided by the gods?" ”

Seeing that Nujiao was thinking badly, Yang Hao didn't explain, but felt that it was more convincing to set the totem of his tribe in the name of ghosts and gods.