The stone seems to have the ability to take people, like the eyes of a charming woman, and it will go away with a hook.

Wang Yang was stunned by the green glow in the dim sunset, and looked at it a few times in a daze.

When the craftsmen saw him like this, they immediately asked the little boy to put away the green stone.

Without looking, Wang Yang retracted his gaze in disappointment, waved his hand at a few people behind him, and returned to the tribe.

As soon as he returned to the tribe, Wang Yang fell into memories, like a nymphomaniac man, thinking of the gentle and lovely girl.

Even the few people who came back with Wang Yang seemed to be stunned and didn't say a word for a long time.

The crowd gathered strangely and asked questions.

A few people painted honestly, depicting a little boy holding a stone in his hand, and then pointing to the stone, and turning into the light of the sun, describing the stone as beautiful.

Everyone was puzzled, isn't it just a broken stone? How beautiful can it be? They can also burn white stones.

Several people immediately shook their heads, thinking about how to express the color of the stone, adjectives such as color, Wang Yang had not yet created it.

Because color is not important, they don't have pigments, and there has been no communication disconnect because of color before.

But now the stone was special because it was green, and they wanted to express it.

Wang Yang came back to his senses at this moment, and everyone looked at him and wanted him to tell him about the strangeness of the stone.

Wang Yang didn't say anything, walked back to the granary, took a sweet potato leaf out, tore off a small piece in front of everyone, and covered the area of the stone on the picture.

Now everyone understood. It is a green stone.

But everyone didn't think it was strange, haven't you seen a green stone? There are streams in the forest. You see, the layers of moss cover the stones.

"Uh......" Wang Yang was stunned. Speechless, he couldn't explain to them that the stone was amber-like green rather than covered in moss.

There was no way to make it clear, so Wang Yang didn't say anything more.

He really wanted to get the green stone and see it, and he wondered if it was emerald, turquoise, or malachite. Or, a piece of jade.

If it was jade, Wang Yang would drop it.

If it was turquoise, Wang Yang would also drop it.

If it was an emerald, Wang Yang would not crush it.

Because these three things are of no use to Wang Yang, he can't eat or drink, what's the use of keeping them?

But. If it was malachite, Wang Yang would throw it into the kiln and burn it.

Why? Because it's got copper in it! And in the vicinity of the discovery of malachite, there must be a large amount of copper ore. This is the substance that Wang Yang needs most, metal.

To know the formation of malachite, to put it bluntly, it is patina. That is, the green layer of copper rust.

When he was still in modern society, Wang Yang thought. How can you make a large piece of copper rust all so that it can be turned into malachite and sold for money.

That's right. In Wang Yang's concept, this is a metal that is more valuable when it is embroidered.

He remembered very closely, relying on his meager knowledge of chemistry, instead torturing a piece of damn copper, watering it in the sun, sprinkling salt, and dripping with all kinds of chemicals.

Of course, he didn't succeed in the end, and he wouldn't wait for him to do such a beautiful thing. Or it could be said that he was not professional enough.

He didn't deny that his technique was not professional enough, but that didn't stop him from jotting down the malachite.

Now all he had to do was to get the green stone without disgust from the bunch of guys, make sure it was malachite, let the craftsmen learn to paint, and then take himself to the copper mines.

But how can we get that group of people to get that glowing green stone without disgusting themselves?

He touched his chin, he didn't plan to rob it, the relationship between the two sides is not good now, but he didn't rob them, he didn't drive them, no matter how you say it, there is still a little room for relaxation.

But Wang Yang also won't obediently send meat and land to pretend to be grandchildren, he has to have his own toughness, so even if it is sure to be malachite, they don't dare to set off too much trouble in contact with everyone.

After thinking about it, he sighed abruptly, how could he live and live to modern times.

In modern times, men are always staring at women, and women are always staring at shiny stones, so men think of ways to make money to buy stones.

Good fellow, now I don't stare at women, and I'm worried about stones.

"Damn, if it's not malachite this time, I'm going to make that damn stone into a ring and put it on my hand, no, even if I can't make a ring, I have to tie it on my hand!"

He made up his mind and implemented his plan a few days later.

……

A few days later, the sun was shining early and the sunset was infinitely better......

Wang Yang patted Chaos' brain, took a plate of meat, and came to the opposite bank with a few people with a smile on his face, and went straight to the range of the craftsman's power.

This is a large plate of meat that is still bubbling with aroma, Wang Yang personally cooked it, fried it on both sides very fragrantly, sprinkled it with salt, and then drizzled a few pieces of fruit juice.

The red of the meat, the black and yellow of the fried juice, the light yellow of the juice, the layers are distinct, the scales are one after another, and a layer of green fresh sweet potato leaves is taken and spread at the bottom, the color is bright, delicious and attractive.

Next to the meat, a few slices of white banana meat are placed together, and other colored fruits are put together, which makes people appetize at a glance, and it is on par with the chefs in the hotel.

This is true, Wang Yang's cooking skills are the best among all the people, and the salt of the dishes they cook is the same as not asking for money, although it is true that they don't need money......

Before the people arrived, the fragrance was wafting in the seven miles, and the group of craftsmen originally got up early in the morning, and they were so hungry that their chests were close to their backs, not to mention that in the past few days, Wang Yang walked around them every day without anything, and finally asked him to wait until they had no food to eat.

If nothing else, today they will all attack and hunt.

At this time, a plate of fragrant meat was served......

Hehe, Ha Lu Ha, naturally it is self-evident, the Buddha said: Don't say, don't say.

That group of people had long been slandered by these meats, and what had they ever seen of a delicious breakfast full of color and flavor?

Wang Yang didn't talk nonsense, came to their neighborhood, overwhelmed the ground of the Great Bearded Miscanthus Grass, and ate it on the spot.

Wang Yang and several adults were also very hungry, but Wang Yang only took one plate and told everyone to eat slowly, breakfast should not be rushed, and they had to enjoy it.

How many people know what strange fun Wang Yang has made, and he eats so slowly when he is hungry.

But now they were near the group of craftsmen, and they never dared to lay down their weapons with one hand, and their eyes were still staring at the craftsmen from time to time, and they had no time to feast at all, but they were really eating slowly.

The aroma is actually not strong, but the craftsmen have no food to eat today, smelling the smell of food, the sense of smell seems to be countless times more sensitive, staring at the plate of meat, and unconsciously walking towards Wang Yang and a few people.

"Whew!" Suddenly, an adult stood up and motioned for them to back away with a wooden spear.

They did not dare to advance, but they did not retreat either, as if they were just looking, smelling, and eating meat.

One by one, the saliva flowed, and they didn't realize that they were now the same as dogs staring at big meat.

"It's so enjoyable!" Under the eyes of the craftsmen, Wang Yang picked up a piece of meat that was two fingers thick, stuffed it into his mouth, and slurred words that even he couldn't understand.

"Goo Dong, Goo Dong~" A burst of saliva came from the side, Wang Yang didn't even look at it, picked up a piece of banana and threw it into his mouth, then spit out a kernel and put it in the pocket around his waist.

This is not the end, Wang Yang took out a water bag, opened it and poured it, but what was poured out was not water, but fresh alpaca milk!

I got a ......%¥#!!

If the craftsmen had the language, they would definitely be scolding, extravagant, too extravagant!

They eat something to fill their stomachs, and they often face the situation of not being able to catch prey, and have to eat grass roots that are not nutritious and difficult to swallow.

As a result, Wang Yang and them are no longer filling their stomachs, but enjoying themselves! What a real treat!

"Goo dong, goo dong~" The sound of countless swallowing saliva.

When I turned my head, I saw that all the craftsmen were ten meters away, their eyes wide, staring at the small amount of meat on the plate.

The way they all open their mouths slightly and wipe their saliva, how can they be guarded against at all?

At this time, if he played hard, Wang Yang estimated that a few of his people could kill most of the other party.

Of course, he is just habitually analyzing, after all, he has been in contact with the beast for a long time, and he has to seize any opportunity to take out his opponent.

He's still a good talker, well, a good guy.

So this "living Lei Feng" was very kind, and with a smile on his face, he picked up the last piece of meat, put it to his mouth, and opened his mouth.

The hearts of the craftsmen were attracted to him, and they saw that this was the last piece of meat, and after eating it, it was gone.

Who knew that Wang Yang hiccuped, touched his still flat belly, and muttered "comfortable": "Full ......"

Several adults rolled their eyes suddenly, your stomach didn't get up, why are you still in a state of satisfaction? An adult also pointed to Wang Yang's stomach very uncomfortably, is it really full?

Wang Yang glared at this "atmosphere killer", then turned his head with a smile, stood up, took the last piece of meat, and slowly walked towards the group of people.

The group was habitually vigilant and drew their weapons, but no one shouted, their eyes still fixed on the piece of meat.

"Ahem......" Wang Yang coughed dryly, and deliberately pointed to his face, asking them to pay attention to the smile on their faces, indicating that they were good people and good people who spread friendship.

That group of craftsmen didn't know that Lu Dao was hypocritical and pretended to be such complicated things, so they didn't think that Wang Yang was pretending.

Wang Yang smiled even more happily, he understood that whether it was a capable man or an ape, even a gorilla, the smile was the same.

He stretched out the meat, glanced before their eyes, and said, "Come on, strong man, dry this hot meat......" (To be continued......