As soon as the words fell, the people around him exploded, don't want women, what do you want, you can't have a man, what's the use of a man, you can't ......

A few people thought about it, and suddenly looked at Wang Lung with disdain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Lung watched them talk a lot, and then said, "We don't want women, we only need men, and besides, we only need very strong men." ”

Those few people who wanted to be crooked listened to Wang Lung's words, and suddenly felt that their chrysanthemum door was tight, and they hurriedly sat back a few steps.

"Wang Lung, what do you want a man for?" Patriarch Qian asked the question that everyone wanted to ask with a puzzled face.

"Our village has moved away from its original site and now lives next to the Black Forest. If you have been there, you must know that that place is a plain, and we need to build a dwelling there, we call it a house, and it takes a lot of manpower to build a house, and we are short of manpower in Wang Village, so we want to exchange labor in this way. Wang Lung said with a smile.

Speaking of this, Wang Lung seemed to think of something again, and smiled at the Qian patriarch: "By the way, if your tribe doesn't want to change people, you can exchange it for coal, well, coal is the kind of black, burnable soil on the back mountain where you live." “

Needless to say, the importance of coal is needless to say, in the hands of the Great Wilderness, coal can only be used to burn fire, but if it is in Wang Hao's hands, well, he can only burn fire. However, whether it is kiln firing or copper smelting, the efficiency of using coal will be much better than that of firewood.

"Then Patriarch Wang, you have replaced our people, have you ever thought about how our tribe should survive, what should we do if there are fewer men and fathers for women and children in our tribe?" A small tribe asked.

"This is your own misunderstanding, I don't want to directly change people to our surname Wang, but only change them for a period of time, such as a tube of hemostatic medicine, you need to change an adult man's seven-day working time, during this time, our Wang Village provides them with food and drink, well, I won't tell you anything, they eat the same food as you just eat, and eat three meals a day. Eat one meal in the morning, one meal at noon, and one meal at night. Wang Lung said with a smile, his face full of profiteers.

"There are only a few dozen people in your Wang Village, if there are more people in our village, will you have enough food to eat?" A tribal leader asked.

Wang Longkai's conditions are very good, in the great wilderness, to have a mouthful of food to satisfy his stomach is the happiest life, if he really cares about eating and drinking, let alone ordinary people, even the patriarchs of these tribes are a little moved. You know, Wang Lung said that he is not only in charge of the rice, but also in charge of today's food that makes them have endless memories. To be able to eat this delicious food every day is simply a good life for God.

It's just that whether the food is enough or not, not only these tribes are worried, but even Wang Lung is a little worried. There are only a few dozen people in his tribe, but the skill of fishing must not be passed on. In case each of their tribes came out, there would be hundreds of mouths waiting to eat in the village at once. Even if there are enough fish in the river, they may not be able to catch so many.

However, remembering what Wang Hao told him that he would deal with the food, Wang Lung felt confident again. Then he said: "Don't worry, we are not afraid of not having enough food, we are only worried that there are too few of you coming." “

After listening to Wang Lung's words, everyone began to discuss below, and after discussion, they found that Wang Lung's conditions were too superior, almost to the point that they could not refuse.

Wang Lung didn't rush them, just waited for their reply.

After a while, the voice grew quieter. Patriarch Qian stood up and asked, "Then Patriarch Wang, I want to ask, the purulent medicine and the kind you use for cooking, well, how do you count the pot?" “

Hearing them say this, the worry in Wang Lung's heart finally disappeared. The cost of making these medicinal powders is really low, and when I discussed it with Wang Hao, I saw that Wang Hao set its price so high, and I was worried that no one would want it. Who knows, after saying it today, they didn't make a counteroffer at all.

In fact, what Wang Lung didn't know was that this was caused by information asymmetry, and it was also a phenomenon that could only occur because of monopoly. In the Great Wilderness, whenever someone is injured, whether they are dead or alive is basically a matter of luck.

The main cause of casualties is due to bleeding and suppurating wounds. Wang Cun's medicine, if it really works, it represents human life.

What's more, although Wang Hu and the patriarch both knew that the cost of these drugs was relatively low, these people didn't know. In their hearts, the things that can save lives must be the most precious and valuable. Not to mention that they can get a tube of medicine by working for seven days to manage food and housing, even if it is for a month, it is acceptable in their hearts. You know, the vast majority of their clan is still in the point where they often go hungry.

"Pyogenic drugs and hemostatic drugs are the same price for the time being, and the price may be changed as appropriate in the future, and the clay pots for cooking, do you remember when I first said that I would give you a small gift?" Wang Lung asked with a smile.

"Didn't you invite us to eat meat, Patriarch Wang?" A man asked curiously. Inviting people to dinner is the best gift in the Great Wilderness.

"No, no, it doesn't matter if you eat something, and the gift I'm talking about is not the clay bowl you took away after eating the food, but the clay pot for cooking food." Wang Lung said with a painful face, this kind of large clay pot is not too much in the village, and he took out more than fifty at once, and he really felt extremely painful.

Selling clay pots, the price is low is not suitable, and the price is high There will always be tribes who are reluctant to contribute manpower are unwilling to buy. Moreover, even if the clay pot is fragile, Wang Hao believes that the various tribes will be careful to prevent it from breaking when they buy the clay pot.

Moreover, the main function of clay pots is to cook meat, but if you cook meat, even the best meat cannot be eaten without condiments and salt.

Whether it is condiments or salt, only your own tribe can make them, and other tribes, if they want to eat delicious meat, must have these two things. At that time, Wang Hao will be able to sell these two things at a high price. Just like when China Mobile was on earth, China Mobile charged the phone bill and sent the mobile phone, what was paid was only a worthless mobile phone, but what was gained was a long-term customer who could be trickled down the stream.

When the pots were distributed, almost all the tribes happily returned to their respective gathering places with the pots in their arms, believing that they had taken advantage of them. For the rest, they had to go back and discuss whether they should be exchanged or not, and how much they should be exchanged.

Only Liu Zhu from Liu Village stayed. It's not that the pots distributed are missing theirs. But for the captives of Liu Village, they have not yet discussed a way to exchange.

Wang Lung excused himself to be tired, and handed over the matter of exchanging prisoners to Wang Hao to negotiate with them.

Before Liu Zhu could speak, Wang Hao took out a pendant made of copper ore that Liu Village basically had in his hands and told him. He has no shortage of food or weapons, and if he wants to exchange his captives back, he must exchange them for copper ore.

Each captive had to be exchanged for copper ore that weighed more than five times their weight, and the man in charge of transportation would be provided by Liu Cun himself. Wang Cun is only responsible for acceptance, of course, the quality of the copper mine Wang Cun will not accept.

In the end, when Liu Zhu left, Wang Hao told him that there were not only these eleven prisoners, but also more than forty people in Wang Village.