Director Song Shida smiled, and he said to the indigenous girl in front of him who looked like a primary school student: "I want all of you, pick into the base." ”

The base is not completely open to natives, who can enter and exit, but must be accompanied by a traverser. After all, this is different from the lumber mill. There are natives who weave bamboo and seedling trays and other bamboo utensils, burn charcoal, and make bricks and tiles, and the natives are more free to go back and forth.

In this, what if the natives run around and crash the equipment?

After Director Song Shida finished speaking, he turned around and walked back, thinking to himself, in a bad mood, they can still encounter these good things when they are scattered, and only giving them a bag of salt is not conducive to arousing their enthusiasm for work. Give a little more this time, and exchange it for one to five.

The companions who came with Ani all smiled at Ani, what a lucky thing it was, the little kid who had not yet reached the age of tattooing had all changed all at once, and they had to wait.

Everyone knows that Ani's house is running out of salt.

Director Song Shida's height is 1.78 meters, and his weight is currently 140 pounds. This is a giant-like existence in the eyes of the natives. But he didn't realize it.

Now, behind him, a thirteen-year-old girl of one meter three and weighing less than seventy pounds followed him with a burden and walked into the base step by step.

You can help pick it out, it looks like it's very good.

But Director Song Shida knew very well in his heart that these natives looked small and energetic. Men don't say it, women, small looks like they carry dozens of pounds of things and walk dozens of miles to come here, as if they are playing.

Daolang is now also in this small exchange market.

When Ani followed Director Song Shida into the base, the fifteen-year-old Daolang glanced up and talked to the Ming merchant who picked up his goods.

In this short glance, Daolang saw Ani following the president here, and heard that someone named Song Dong entered the chicken field. From behind, Ani's posture of carrying the burden is so beautiful, it makes his heart beat wildly, and he is a little afraid.

But he wanted to look again, and looked up from time to time until he couldn't see anymore.

I don't know when it started, but the partners who originally played together since childhood naturally divided into a group of men and a group of women, and they didn't interact with each other lightly.

But they began to miss each other even more. Daolang and Ani are like that.

The two used to have a good time together, but suddenly one day Ani stopped playing with him, but got along with a group of women. And Daolang had no choice but to join the men's gang.

Daolang saw Ani enter the chicken field, he was not worried at all, he had also been there. It's all weird stuff, but it doesn't hurt people. It's just that you don't let you walk around, and you don't let you touch and touch, and if you touch it, you kick people's butts, and it hurts. People in the club say they are stingy, and in our place, if a guest likes something, they can take it away!

These people really have a way, they have big things that can walk on their own and are all iron, and they can cut down big trees in a few clicks. The thing screamed merrily, like a running boar with an arrow.

Elsewhere, they had something like a table, with round chainsaws that could spin on their own, and that could cut thick tree trunks into pieces.

They also built a house made of adobe, which is nothing, and we Lukai people can also make slate houses! But when they put the soil in an iron guy, they can come out with bricks in all directions, and then they will turn into red bricks like burning black pottery. They must be more powerful than them, otherwise, they would not be able to beat them away, and I heard that there are still many people working for them.

The mud houses were emitting black smoke all the time, and they were making charcoal, which was the same for the Ming people in the past, but the Ming people dug holes directly in the hillside. I don't know why they do so much, piled up on the ground like a hill.

In the beginning, the people here were afraid of them, just like the president said, they are all evil people, be careful, stay away from them, only the mountain gods will protect us.

However, now everyone is not afraid, even if they later heard that they have a fire gun that is more powerful than the red fur in their hands, and they have really killed many vicious red fur fans, Dao Lang and his friends are not afraid of them.

They can't even build a bamboo building!

What a simple thing. I heard that the bamboo building they built can be blown down by a gust of wind. Ha ha.

Later, I heard that the two Ming hunters had found several of the stupidest people in different societies to cover them, but they really gave them to Lille! Those are the most incapable people in the community.

This makes Daolang very angry, because Daolang also wants Lille.

He wanted Lille, not to exchange goods with Akito, nor to go to Geranza City for more goods.

He had seen Ani look at the daughter of the president of Paiwan Club with envious eyes.

The woman had a set of silver ornaments that glittered in the sun. Ani was fascinated by the silver ornament.

Ani loves silver ornaments!

The silver ornament attracted Ani's liking, but the flashing light pierced Daolang's heart, and he couldn't get the silver! And when he heard that the foolish people of the society could get the money, he was angry.

Daolang is as dexterous as a monkey in the mountains, and everyone says that he is actually the son of the mountain god.

He can climb to the cliff in a few moments to pick the mountain mushrooms that have just grown after the rain amid the screams of his friends; He can also climb a big tree as high as a hill in a few moments, and take out the honey from the wild beehive hanging on it, and without damaging the hive, he only needs to use the fire sickle to light the hay around his waist, and even the fierce wild bees will be smoked away. Then he would easily take out some honey and a little bee wax, half of it, and leave some for them, or the wild bees would starve to death, and there would be no more in the future; He can even pluck off pine towers bigger than an adult's fist on a pine tree that is taller than a hill, and he can easily jump between the branches, and his friends say that he can catch squirrels directly on the pine tree!

In fact, these are nothing, what he is best at is weaving bamboo. While singing mountain songs, he can make a small cage out of bamboo silk with beautiful lotus shapes.

That's one of Ani's favorite flowers.

Every time she saw a mountain lotus flower that was quietly blooming, she had to pick one and insert it into the bun.

People are more beautiful than flowers.

When the Ming merchants came here to exchange goods, they inadvertently saw the cage, their eyes narrowed, and they asked Daolang if there was any such small cage. He could exchange needles, one needle for twenty cages.

The onlookers all laughed happily, and they urged, great, Daolang, hurry up and make it up!

Daolang saw that Ani was also looking at him and laughing, and he became energetic, and his ten fingers turned up and down, and in a few clicks, a beautiful small cage was braided.

But the Ming merchant shook his head and said, I want the pattern in your hand, what is so unusual about ordinary cricket cages?

Daolang continued to make it up, but he couldn't make up that pattern.

The Ming merchant was impatient, and he said, forget it, it's cheap for you, your cage and me, I'll give you a needle.

The women suddenly held their breath, oh my God, I have never seen a Ming merchant so generous!

Daolang saw that Ani was called home by her mother, and felt a little uncomfortable, and said, no, I won't change this!

The Ming merchant flicked his sleeves and left, and he still snorted and said, The people of the mountains and wilderness are unreasonable!

Daolang has always wanted to give this cage to Ani, but he has never found a chance.

Later, when he saw that Ani liked silver ornaments, he suddenly realized that fortunately he didn't give her a cage.

He quietly ran to the pottery kiln where they used to play together, and carefully buried the cage in the pile of wood on the edge of the pottery kiln.

If Uncle is going to burn pottery, then burn it together, and it will definitely burn the most beautiful black pottery.

Daolang now wants silver!

It's not difficult to create silver jewelry, Uncle will, even the people of Paiwan Club will build it, and he Daolang will definitely be able to learn it!

But first you have silver.

So, at the northwest mouth of the estuary base, a small indigenous boy appeared, and he only wanted Lille and did not exchange goods. This made the traversers strange, but no one took him seriously.

The chef at the estuary base is now on the initiative of an oil extraction technician.

His name is Sun Qiang, and he has worked as a temporary worker in the oil extraction industry and in a private oil refinery. Twenty years of singleness may spoil a man's appetite, but he doesn't.

On the contrary, he has a deep interest in cooking, and he eats quite well by himself. Everyone was also quite satisfied with his craftsmanship.

He is self-taught, and has a self-examination diploma in oil extraction. When he chatted with others, he always unconsciously talked about this, emphasizing that this certificate was recognized by the state, and no one fought with him.

Another point is that he claims to be able to drink, and it is no problem to drink a pound at a time, emphasizing that he is a person who drinks alcohol and does not mess with sex, and he is normal.

Although the estuary base has only been established for less than three months, everyone has really learned this from him.

The day before the opening of the estuary tannery and the estuary paper mill at the same time, the people at the estuary base decided to treat themselves. In front of more than 100 people, part-time chef Sun Qiang took a few sips of wine, and still chatted with others without changing his face, once again emphasizing that the self-examination college diploma is recognized by the state. It's really drunk and not promiscuous.

But what is it called, a tannery, a paper mill, just two workshops. However, the area is larger, leaving room for expansion in the future.

However, no matter how small it is, it is a polluting enterprise, and of course it is much farther away from the food processing plant.

With the mass production of Budai Zhenhai salt, the salt chemical industry has also begun to enter the trial production stage. For the time being, you can provide some alkali and bleach for the above two workshops, so let's deal with it first.

Part-time chef Sun Qiang came to the small market at this time to see what fresh ingredients were available, and everyone's mouths became more and more awkward.

Just now, he saw Director Song Shida bring in a little indigenous girl.

At that time, Director Song Shida shouted at him: "It's a good thing again, green bamboo shoots, fry bamboo shoots at night, right?" ”

"Great!"

I don't know why, part-time chef Sun Qiang, in addition to hearing others say that "the self-examination college certificate is recognized by the state", also likes others to order food from him, and at that moment he feels that he is particularly useful.

He was chosen because he had said that he could refine oil into diesel and gasoline by giving him a tin bucket. Of course, the traversers didn't believe it, but when they tried it, they could do it, and they really didn't blow it.

Part-time chef Sun Qiang saw at a glance the teenager who exchanged "bamboo chicken" with him last time. When he thinks of this name, he wants to laugh, these ancients can really come up with names.

However, it also makes sense that Bamboo Sunflower is not only rare and delicious, but also very nutritious, and is a rare health food. The amino acids it contains are comparable to chicken, and it is not impossible to call it bamboo chicken, but how did the ancients know about it? Whatever they call it!

Last time, the little indigenous was fighting with a Ming businessman, and the part-time chef Sun Qiang couldn't hear what they were fighting for, but he could recognize Zhusun, this was a typical fragrant red Tuozhusun, three or five times more expensive than the ordinary one, and it was no problem to sell five hundred pounds of dry goods in the world over there, and if he ran into a wronged man, eight hundred could also be shot.

They fought for them, and part-time chef Sun Qiang looked through the bamboo basket picked by the little native. There are a lot of good things, dried mountain mushrooms, pine nuts, yo, beeswax and honey!

Bee wax can not only tonify the spleen of men, but also cure rheumatism, I don't know if the chemical department wants it. Honey has more benefits, needless to say.

He found a traveler who knew Hokkien to help translate it, and suddenly became a little angry, where are these Ming merchants worthy of being merchants, they are just peddlers, and they want to exchange the same weight of salt for these things of other people, at most a few needles. It's too unsophisticated. No wonder the little natives shook their heads.

At that time, the part-time chef Sun Qiang offered a price: "Three times more salt than him!" ”

The translator rolled his eyes, just now you said xiàn, I thought you were so generous.

As soon as the Ming merchants heard the price offered by the people of the Hantang Group, they hurriedly ran away. There are also a few female natives not far away, who can't bid with the people of the Hantang Group, they are not easy to mess with.

This makes part-time chef Sun Qiang boring, and he still wants to raise the price with the Ming people, if he finally beats them in the bid, how cool it will be. But now it seems that I bought it myself. It's not like I'm driving you away!

But who knew that the little native shook his head when he heard his offer.

"Ah, I'm quite knowledgeable," part-time chef Sun Qiang smiled, spread five thick fingers and said, "Okay, I'm not as knowledgeable as you, five times better!" ”

The little native's eyes lit up, but he shook his head again and whispered, "I want Lille ......"

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