"One piece of cloth per person, will it be too much?" The old priest's thin hand gently stroked the smooth cotton surface, and looked at Tianhao with an inquiring gaze: "Actually, each person can give one piece of clothing, and it doesn't take that much." ”

The length of the cloth of this era was twenty meters. According to the average height of the northern barbarians of two meters seven, a piece of cloth is quite surplus when cut into clothes.

"Give them more!" Tianhao shook his head slowly with a smile: "It's just a man, a woman always has to have a few clothes to wear, as well as pants and skirts." It's hot, and you can't always cover your leather robe. Even if our own people in the village don't talk about it, other villages will take this as a joke. ”

The old priest was noncommittal about this, and he smiled: "Do what you think!" ”

When he left the old priest's hut, Tianhao saw Ayi standing not far away.

She wore a wide deerskin robe, bare-legged like the other women in the stockade, and coarse animal leather shoes. The collarbone bulges on the slender shoulders, showing a beautiful silhouette. She hesitated, as if she wanted to come over, but there was obvious hesitation on her face. After a few seconds, she felt Tianhao's gaze looking towards her, and quickly lowered her head, turning around and running away with two rapidly expanding blush on her face.

Tian Mad grinned as he lifted the grip of the tomahawk behind his back. He pushed Tianhao hard with his shoulder, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Third child, Ayi likes you." ”

Without waiting for Tianhao to answer, Tianmad shook his head regretfully: "Ayi looks really ugly. She was too skinny, too ugly. ”

Tianhao thoughtfully made a "hmm" sound from his nostrils. He looked at Ayi's back, thought for nearly half a minute, slowly withdrew his gaze, and whispered to Tianmad: "I'll go back first, you call Pingjun." ”

……

Pingjun knelt in front of Tianhao, his head bowed, and his expression was terrified.

This is the council hall of Panshi Village, and the door is usually closed, and you can only enter with the permission of the three leaders of the village. In the past few months, it has been crowded with people from outside, and now that the new house has been built, the council hall is naturally empty.

"I know you've been having a hard time this time." Tianshuang sent a pot of boiling hot water from home, Tianhao made two cups of black leaf tea, sat cross-legged, and placed one of them in front of Pingjun: "Drink!" There are some things I want to talk to you about. ”

The effect of the fusion point in the body aspect is obvious. The current Tianhao is enough to crush Pingjun in terms of physical fitness. He deliberately let Tianmad stay outside, and there were only two people in the room: him and Pingjun.

"I don't like to kill, but I'm not against killing. You took root in Fusong to deal with me, and I know you tried to kill me and my sister. The reason why you are alive is not that I am particularly easy to speak, nor is it that I am soft-hearted. If you kill one person in the stockade, you will have one less, but we have a lot to do. Boiling salt, fishing, building houses, digging peat, weaving fishing nets, going up the hill and cutting down trees...... One more person is one more strength, so Panshizhai doesn't raise slackers and waste, do you know what I mean? ”

Tianhao's tone was bland and uninspiring, and there was no threat in it. But the more this happened, the more Pingjun felt frightened, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He had been waiting to die since Fu Song's head was cut off and hung on the wall of the council hall.

Tianhao captured all of Fu Song's cronies. There was no imaginary bloody killing, not even a beating inquiry, just that for the next month or so after that incident, everyone, including Pingjun, was given only a minimum ration of food.

Pingjun never understood why.

"They are all people in the stockade, and they usually don't look up and look down, and there is no blood feud between us. Speaking of which, it's all about food. If they could eat enough, who would deliberately make these things happen? Tianhao sighed with emotion, turned his head, and met the light that came in through the crack in the door, but the corner of his eye flew at Pingjun, who was sitting opposite, and asked seemingly casually: "Your family also got cotton cloth this time, let's make a few clothes to wear when you go back!" ”

A special energy buried deep in the blood suddenly rushed to the top of his head, quickly dissipating in every corner of his body. Pingjun opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he couldn't make a sound.

There was an impulse surging in his heart.

Except for Fu Song, the change of the leader of the village did not affect the second person. From Tianhao's point of view, this kind of thing is actually very simple, the ferocious beasts and heavy snow are the best guards, and they have turned the rock village into a natural prison last winter. As long as the food is controlled at the source, no one will leave at that time. Whether it was Fu Song's cronies or his own enemies, all the chaotic thoughts were shattered in the face of hunger. With a single bone with flesh, a person's future fate can be decided.

There is no reason for Pyeongjoon not to obey orders, otherwise he will starve to death.

Tianhao did think about killing Pingjun. The idea of killing fades as the situation changes. On the one hand, he made a promise to the old priest, and on the other hand, Tianhao wanted to see if he could have an impact on Pingjun.

Now it seems that the results have been remarkable.

Ning Ding's eyes were fixed on Ping Jun, watching him tremble and press his hands on the floor, his entire upper body bent, and he respectfully performed the most noble etiquette of the northern barbarians in the face of himself.

This is a sign of loyalty to oneself.

Tianhao patiently waited for Pingjun to complete the whole ceremony, straightened up again, and then asked seriously: "There is something I don't understand. You can't look down on so many women in the village, why do you have to arrest Ayi? ”

Last winter, when he first became the "head of the ten", Ayi said to Tianhao: Pingjun wants to arrest her and sell her.

Later, Fu Song killed people for the winter sacrifice, and Pingjun took this opportunity to arrest Ayi, but unfortunately she escaped.

"When you went to arrest Ayi during the winter festival, you shouldn't want to kill her, right?" Tianhao took a sip of tea, feeling the aftertaste in his mouth, and his eyes flashed with his shrewdness: "What, you want to sell Ayi?" Sell to whom? ”

"It's a merchant from the southern village, his name is Jin Sheng." Pingjun didn't hide it at all, and said honestly: "He stayed in Qinglongzhai for a long time, and I used to go there to find him." ”

"Merchant?" Tianhao frowned slightly: "A businessman like us? ”

Pingjun understood this sentence and nodded: "Yes, he is from the Niu tribe, and like us, he belongs to the Lei Niu tribe." ”

The doubts in Tianhao's heart are still unsolved: "Why did he buy Ayi?" Ayi is not pretty...... Well, it's ugly. There are so many young and beautiful women in the village, why did you take a fancy to Ayi? ”

This is one of the many questions that have been on Tianhao's mind for a long time.

A look of hesitation appeared on Pingjun's face. He hesitated for a moment and slowly opened his mouth: "At the beginning, I also thought it was strange. Later, I stared at Jin Sheng a few times, and he got impatient before telling me that women like Ayi are indeed ugly, but not in the eyes of white people in the Southern Continent. They like very thin women, especially the ones with a very thin waist, and Ayi fits their requirements. ”

"Whites of the Southern Continent?" Tianhao chewed on this sentence slowly, he controlled it very well, and the shock in his heart did not show on his face at all.

"It's the people south of Suolong Pass." Ping Jun searched his memory in his mind: "I have never been to Suolong Pass, and it is said that only the strongest warriors are qualified to fight there. That pass separates us from the white world, we're in the north, they're in the south. ”

"The merchant you're talking about...... Jin Sheng, where is he now? Tianhao directly grasped the core of the problem.

"Maybe it'll be in Qinglong Village!" Pingjun himself is not sure: "He is always walking around, and I don't know where he is." Anyway, he will go to several villages around us, and there is no fixed place. ”

"Go find him and bring him back." Tianhao knew very well that he couldn't squeeze more useful information out of Pingjun: "Tell him that I want to talk to him about a business." ”

……

Five babies were born in the stockade.

It was supposed to be eight, but three died of dystocia. Childbirth has always been a matter of women helping women. Thanks to the previous leader, Fu Song, there was a shortage of food in Panshi Village for several winters in a row, the old people were almost killed, the young women had no experience in midwifery, and the problem of dystocia caused by the wrong position of the fetus had to be solved by caesarean section. But when Tianhao got the news and rushed over, the woman who helped deliver the baby had already grabbed the baby from between the pregnant woman's legs and dragged her hands and feet alive and forcibly dragged it out...... When the child leaves the mother's body, his head is tilted to the side, and his neck bone has been broken.

The reason why they are called "barbarians" is that they have too many problems to solve, too many status quo to change.

The old priest boiled a large pot of black herbs and watched the frail mothers drink it. Scoop up a large handful of cooled plant ash from the fire pit to stop bleeding, and replace it with a dry one when it is soaked in blood, and go to another house to ask for it if there is not enough ash at home...... Tianhao felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier, and now he had to make another terrible choice of "gynecology (obstetrician) doctor".

A new decree was issued at the first time: it was strictly forbidden for the husbands of mothers to drive them out of bed under any pretext.

Barbarian women are very strong, and even if they have a child, which has a strong wear and tear on the body, they have to continue to work the day after giving birth.

The men found this incomprehensible.

The women were pleased, for the young leader then gave a second order: all mothers could receive double rations for two months after giving birth.

Population is the basis for reproduction. Tianhao didn't break the rules, he just made these women live better than before.

More women are pregnant in the stockade.

In a few months, my sister Tianshuang will be ten years old, and she will be the age to get married.