Chapter Seventy-Six: A New Identity

The fat witch raised his head, looked around, and saw that no one spoke, so he looked at Tang Ge and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Tang Ge said indifferently: "What can I think, just find a place to place them." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

As a teenager, Tang Ge was able to appear at an important meeting of the tribe, and the clansmen were not surprised at all. The main reason is that the people of this era are too superstitious, and Tang Ge has done a lot of magical things, and the clansmen believe that Tang Ge has unpredictable means, so if they are not sure about something, they are also willing to listen to the opinion of this prodigy. Of course, this kind of thing would not be said in front of Tang Ge, but Tang Ge inadvertently heard a similar tone.

The fat witch continued to rub his temples, and said with a headache: "If you say it, you don't say it." What I asked was how it was arranged. ”

Tang Ge said helplessly: "Find a place outside the tribe and they will settle it, just find someone to take turns to watch." ”

Fat Witch nodded and asked, "Seeing that it's winter, can they survive it?" After speaking, he looked around, and seeing that no one was still speaking, he looked at Tang Ge again.

Tang Ge said helplessly: "Build a house, build some sheds, and paste mud on the outside." As long as you have extra firewood, such a shed will also keep you warm in winter. Let's deal with this winter first. ”

Fat Wu glanced at Tang Ge approvingly and asked, "Then where is it appropriate to place them?" After speaking, he continued to look around, but fortunately he didn't look at Tang Ge this time.

There was a lot of noise and chatter from below, and it was finally decided to place the slaves by the river to the west of the tribe. It's just the west of the river, and to enter the tribe you have to cross the river. When the time comes, build a wooden bridge over the river and find someone to keep an eye on it. No slave was allowed to approach the tribe.

Tang Ge listened absentmindedly to everyone's discussion, the three bowls of clear soup in the morning would have been almost consumed. My stomach was rumbling with hunger. I accidentally remembered that I forgot to pick up the flower chicken I made last night, and I don't know if I can eat it. Thinking of calling Hua Ji, Tang Ge felt even hungrier, and he couldn't wait for this bullshit meeting to end soon.

After discussing the slave matter, it is time to discuss the autumn hunting matter. Autumn hunting is to take advantage of the opportunity of animal migration, and various tribes gather together for a super-large-scale hunt. Usually an autumn hunt, the harvested good tribe stored jerky is enough for the tribe to eat for half a year. Even for those small tribes of dozens of people, that pitiful prey was enough for them to survive the winter.

The main discussion was how to behave during the autumn hunt. The bullhead tribe and the Banpo dolphin tribe have been hostile for a long time, and there are some large and small frictions in every autumn hunting. But now, everyone feels that their strength is not what it used to be, and they no longer have to be a shrinking turtle to suffer those wronged anger like before, but want to take advantage of the opportunity of autumn hunting to give the bull heads a taste of it.

But having said that, there is no reasonable plan for how to do it. If you want to say that you don't feel scared to fight and kill this group of people, it's really stupid to talk about giving advice.

The fat witch was still rubbing his head with a headache, and Tang Ge was also unhappy. The original intention of the fat witch was to find a way to let the surrounding tribes know that now the Banpo dolphin is no longer what it used to be, and there is no need to look at other people's faces anymore. To put it bluntly, it was a demonstration, but these idiots grabbed the bull's head one by one, opened their mouths and closed their mouths and didn't leave how to teach the bull's head, and the topic was completely focused on whether the attitude towards the bull's head tribe was to fight, scare or kill, and as for the demonstration, it is estimated that they didn't pay attention to it at all.

Tang Ge rubbed his belly, looked at the noisy and white-faced second goods, and sighed secretly. Thinking about it, it's better to do it yourself. Isn't it just pretending to be forced, and you can do it yourself. And he can also take the opportunity to make some benefits for himself, such as the identity of a foreign tribe that he has long wanted. With this identity, he can help his stupid brother's tribe openly.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Ge yelled: "Don't fucking make noise!" ”

The clansmen looked at Tang Ge in surprise, not knowing what kind of style he was making. The fat witch also turned his gaze, looking slightly surprised.

Seeing that everyone was finally quiet, Tang Ge turned to Fat Wu and asked, "Don't you just want the Banpo Dolphin to get back into the limelight and let the other tribes not underestimate us?" ”

The Fat Witch nodded, smiling rather than smiling.

Tang Ge said: "It's okay to shed blood or not, right?" ”

Fat Wu said: "It's better not to bleed." ”

Tang Ge said: "Okay, leave this matter to me." I promise to make our tribe in the limelight, and in the future, when the people from the outside see the people of our tribe, they will unconsciously bow down to us. ”

The fat witch said heartily: "How do you do this? What do you want, by the way, let me know. ”

Tang Ge said: "You don't have to worry about what to do, but I need some manpower, these manpower can be selected from reliable slaves, and secondly, I need an identity." An identity that can be spoken when communicating with outsiders. ”

The fat witch finally smiled, looked at Tang Ge with strange eyes, and said teasingly, "Then what identity do you want?" ”

Tang Ge thought for a moment and asked, "Just Elder." What do you think? ”

"Shh Fat Wu asked disdainfully, "Are you old or old?" Let a little kid be an elder, and don't let people laugh to death our half-slope dolphins. ”

Tang Ge asked helplessly, "Then what identity do you think is suitable?" ”

The fat witch smiled like an old fox, and said with a sly smile: "You have two choices, first, it is my successor. This identity is the most beautiful, and the people of all the tribes around you will be honest when they see you, and absolutely no one will dare to offend you, no different from seeing me. Second, it is the successor of Aoyama, as the future chief of the tribe, others will naturally treat you with the highest courtesy, but this will not be until you become an adult. ”

Tang Ge smiled bitterly, what the hell is there to choose? said that it was two choices, but the fat witch adhered to his style of one word, and at present, it seems that he can only choose to become the successor of this fat woman, so that he can do what he wants to do as he wants.

The tribesmen began to talk loudly, but surprisingly no one objected, and few were even surprised. As if it were supposed to be.

Tang Ge stubbornly said: "I don't want to be your successor!" ”

The fat witch said coldly: "Then you will stay in the tribe honestly, want to have the right to speak, and wait until you are an adult." ”

Tang Ge found that he seemed to have fallen into a pit, a pit that a fat witch had dug a long time ago. He felt that this fat woman had definitely not been beating himself for a day or two. Especially the expression of "I'm going to eat you" on Fat Wu's face made Tang Ge feel very unhappy.

Thinking about Ah Liang's honest and innocent smile and the current situation of poverty in their tribe, Tang Ge gritted his teeth and asked, "As your successor, what rights do I have?" ”

The fat witch laughed, looking at Tang Ge's eyes as if looking at the meat in his bowl: "The right is under me, above the green mountains." I can only deny your decision, and everyone else in the tribe will listen to you. ”

Tang Ge said: "If you don't want to have no successor, it's best to find another successor." I can take over your class, but I will never learn how to dance with you. ”