The chicken soup that Yang Huairen helped to cook was unanimously welcomed by everyone, especially the children, who seemed to feel closer to him.

There are hundreds of people in the village, and those who go out to "hunt" should be considered the strongest group of people in the village, and the rest of the labor force is responsible for the rest of the work in the village.

This makes the operation of the whole village seem very scientific, although their way of life is still very primitive, but their attitude towards life is very positive.

After eating, Yang Huairen talked to the young man who led them back to the village, and learned from the chat that the hunter old man's name was Mu Lang, who was also the patriarch of this village, and he was almost sixty years old this year; And the boy is his grandson, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year, and his name is Bacha.

Surprisingly, their village was not owned by the Tusi of any of the surrounding tribes, but was independent, and there were several other villages in their vicinity, similar to theirs.

As for the reason, Bacha said that they were originally a small tribe, and that during the melee of the Nanzhao tribes a hundred years ago, their tribe was wiped out by other large tribes, leaving only a very small number of clansmen to live in this inaccessible mountain and survived tenaciously.

After a hundred years of multiplication, the clansmen are scattered in several surrounding villages, and the population does not exceed 1,000 people, and the village where they are located is the largest settlement of the clansmen.

And this place is originally a deep mountain, far away from the surrounding toasts, those toasts are not much interested in them, as long as they pay some tribute to those toasts every year, those toasts are too lazy to pay attention to them, and it is precisely because of this that their lives have been very peaceful and quiet.

Like other mountain villages in the mountains, there is not much land suitable for growing food, and it is not fertile, and it is not even enough to grow the food rations of the tribe by growing crops alone.

But their people have inherited a very good tradition and skill from their ancestors, and that is the hunting skills in the deep mountains and old forests.

Hunters caught pheasants, wild boars and other wild animals in the mountains, and gradually domesticated them into poultry and livestock that could be raised in captivity, and collected all kinds of edible mushrooms and mountain fruits from the mountains and forests to supplement the insufficient food.

It wasn't until later that they discovered truffles, something they called Matsushita Treasure, and at first no one could figure out what it was, but then they sold it in the Han towns, and some people were willing to buy it at a high price, which allowed them to find a way to a prosperous life.

Yang Huairen nodded with satisfaction, although he couldn't figure out which ethnic group these people belonged to, but from their experience, Yang Huairen saw a group of hard-working and brave people, after the tribe was devastated, they survived tenaciously, and used the resources in this mountain to continue to grow and develop.

In fact, no matter how big or small, the nation can survive in a difficult living environment and continue to multiply, which shows the diligence and wisdom of this group of people.

And between nations and nations, they are also equal, no matter what their character is in their bones, whether they are violent or kind, they are all for survival, in order to fill the belly of each tribe, and they have formed different personalities.

Bacha said that his grandfather would not return until around dark, and that in the afternoon guests could rest at his house.

Yang Huairen got up early today, climbed the mountain and hurried, and it was said that he should feel tired, but maybe it was the effect of eating black truffles that made him feel not so tired, and he didn't feel sleepy at all, so it was better to let Bacha lead a few of them around the village to have a look.

The village is indeed beautiful, even in winter, the trees around the village are still a large area of greenery, irregular stone paved roads and drainage canals, even after heavy rains, the village will not be flooded, and the roads will not be muddy and difficult to walk.

In addition to the fields behind the village, on a gentle hill, the clever villagers have also transformed terraces with different rules, and when you look at it from below, you can still see that the layers are stacked on top of each other, and it is very beautiful.

Young men were busy making tools for farming and hunting in preparation for the coming year, while women sat under their eaves sewing clothes, and Yang Huairen walked past them, and they did not hesitate to smile on their beautiful and simple faces.

The old people leisurely enjoy the sunshine of this winter afternoon behind the wall of the rising sun, and the children sing cheerful nursery rhymes in groups chasing and jumping, everyone seems to enjoy a quiet and comfortable life, forming a picture of the beautiful scenery of the mountain village.

Bacha led Yang Huairen and a few of them to the barn in the village, although it was built by a stream, the location of the barn was still relatively high, and the architectural style of the stilted building also decided to store grain here, and it would not let the grain get wet.

The grain in the barn is not very full, but it is relatively abundant for the village, and I heard from Bacha that most of this grain was bought from a market of Han people hundreds of miles away with the money from the sale of Panasonic Bao.

In another barn, a lot of cured and dried bacon and dried fish are hung, so that the collective production, storage and distribution of this method also ensures that no one in the whole village will go hungry because of the lack of harvest in their fields.

When Yang Huairen turned to the last few barns, he was surprised to find that the barns were not stored with grain, but some mountain goods that had already been dried.

Dried mountain fruits are very ordinary, and what interests Yang Huairen is some dried mountain mushrooms, he walked in with great interest after getting Bacha's permission, pulled those dried mushrooms and carefully identified them, and then smiled heartily.

"Bacha, the two treasures that your grandfather mentioned to us this morning, in addition to Panasonic Bao, are these dried mushrooms the second kind of treasure?"

Bacha smiled and nodded, "The guest is really well-informed, and you can see it at a glance." There are actually many kinds of these mountain mushrooms, but the taste is very good.

Our people have collected different mountain mushrooms in the four seasons, dried them and stored them here, and when they are in the big market of your Han family, they will carry them there to sell.

Your Han family likes the mushrooms in our mountains very much, saying that there is a taste of chicken, so although the price is not as high as that of Panasonic Bao, there are many things on the mountain, and the quantity collected is very large, and we can sell a lot of money in a year, and we used the money to buy grain, cloth and ironware. ”

Yang Huairen nodded, and found that as Bacha said, there are many kinds of dried mushrooms here, in addition to the most common edible mushrooms, he also recognized the delicious mushroom species such as morels, chicken fir mushrooms, small leather umbrellas and fairy rings.