Recalling the scene when he almost fell off the cliff, Fu Song still felt scared until now. With a hint of embarrassment on his face, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, turned sideways and cut off a piece of venison that lay beside him with his knife, pinched the piece of meat with his fingers, and roasted it on the fire with the tip of the knife, without saying a word.

"Hao has changed a lot." The old priest's cloudy eyes twinkled with thought: "It seems that we have all been wrong about him before, he is a wise child. ”

Yonggang's way of looking at the problem is very direct: "Anyway, I only know that he saved Tianfeng." Also, if Ah Hao hadn't come up with the idea to lure the deer herd, everyone in our village would have starved. ”

Fu Song stared at the venison that had been roasted to the point of the knife, and said to himself seriously: "What reward should I give him?" ”

This question stumped both the old priest and the hunting captain.

The highest material reward of Panshizhai is food. If it were the other year, a giant horned deer would definitely be the highest level of ecstasy. But now...... The stockade warehouse was full of peeled and frozen venison, and it was full of it.

Yonggang licked the grease on the corners of his mouth, and swept over the leader and the old priest with an inquiring gaze: "Or, let him pick a few women in the stockade?" ”

The northern barbarians did not impose regulations on the marriage of men and women, nor did they have laws and regulations such as the Marriage Law of the civilized era. As long as both men and women are willing and mutually acceptable, they are recognized by the local elders, chieftains, or nobles. To put it bluntly, it is actually to say hello and let the leader of the village know that the two people are in a good relationship and will sleep in the same bed from today onwards.

The number of marriages and the age of the mating are not a problem. As long as a man has the ability and enough food, women will naturally favor him...... This truth has not changed since ancient times.

When the venison was cooked, Fu Song approached his mouth and blew it, trying to bite it, but he didn't dare to touch it directly with the tip of his tongue, just grinning and quickly chewing the hot piece of meat with his upper and lower teeth, inhaling the cold air, and constantly shaking his head: "Ah Hao is afraid that he can't look down on these women in the village." ”

Without waiting for Yonggang and Wu Xing to speak, Fu Song continued: "There are not many young women in the village, and almost all of them have men. If Hao liked it, there should have been signs a long time ago...... Let's think about it from something else! Well, there is still a lack of a "hundred heads" in the village, or let Ah Hao do it! ”

The old priest took a deep breath of the air mixed with the smell of fireworks and barbecue, and slowly shook his head: "No, it's not the time yet. Ah Hao is too young, and he has just become the "head of ten", and after only a few days of hard work, he has suddenly become the "head of a hundred", and many people will be unconvinced, which is not good for him. ”

"It's really not appropriate." Yonggang drank the broth in the bowl in one gulp, he acted rudely, and when he put down the empty bowl, he curled up his left leg and hugged his knee from front with one hand: "Seriously, these things that Ah Hao has done recently, don't say that they are "ten heads", even if they really make him "one hundred heads", there is absolutely no problem." Or Da Wu is right: Ah Hao is too young, wait! Give him a little more time. ”

"Great Witch" is a respectful title. Not all priests can be called "great witches", at least not witches. The reason why Yonggang called Wu Xing like this was actually his own respect for Wu Xing, and it was also a private act of the three leaders of Panshi Village behind closed doors.

A wry smile appeared on Fu Song's face: "In this case, wouldn't it be unfair to Ah Hao?" ”

The old priest has a pair of eyes that are enough to see through people's hearts: "Ah Hao saved you today, and there is nothing wrong with you wanting to repay him in this way." But don't forget, you're the leader of the Rock Village, and you're in charge of the overall situation. If you really want to be good to Ah Hao, let him participate more in the things in the village, do more, learn more, and watch more. With enough experience and qualifications, not to mention a mere "hundred heads", even if it is a leader, a thousand heads, or even a patriarch, it is not a problem. ”

As he spoke, there was a rhythmic knock on the door outside.

The old priest couldn't help but look at him, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

The barbarians of the north observe a unique etiquette. Ordinary people will salute when they see the superior, and even kneel and kowtow. But in everyday life, the act of "knocking on the door" is completely ignored, and they always push the door directly to enter, and only then salute the leader of the village in the house.

Yonggang and Fu Song were equally surprised.

The three of them turned their heads in unison, focusing their gaze on the closed door.

Mei emerges from the corner of the dark room. With her head bowed, she hurried past the three men gathered around the fire, half-bowed, and carefully opened the door.

The status of women is very low, otherwise they would not have become a reserve for men every winter when there is a shortage of food. Although Ah Mei is the wife of the leader Fu Song, she cannot get the power and respect that she deserves in the civilized era. Unless she gets Fu Song's permission, she can only stay in the corner for her usual meals, and she has to take care of letting the man eat first, and the leftovers belong to herself.

He smiled helplessly in silence. This is the subconscious mind that belongs to the host. According to the aesthetic standards of the northern barbarians, Ah Mei is actually very beautiful. The status of the leader's wife gave her access to food that she could barely get by, even if she was not full. Compared with the yellow-faced and thin-skinned women in the village, Ah Mei looks more plump

Tianhao sighed secretly, he was now more desperate than ever to get a second fusion point. Only by strengthening the body and brain as soon as possible can the memory effects from the host be fundamentally eliminated.

Mixed with a puff of cold air, he walked into the wooden house and saluted the three leaders of the stockade. The old priest Wu Xing was very satisfied with these etiquettes of Tianhao. He smiled and raised his hand to signal Tianhao to sit down next to him, with a kind face: "Have you eaten?" How's your eldest brother, is it better? ”

"After eating, my eldest brother is recovering well, there should be no problem." Tianhao replied cautiously. He forcibly suppressed the subconscious in his body that was exclusive to the host's exuberance of Ah Mei, and his expression was solemn and serious: "Great Witch, leader, captain, there are some things I want to discuss with you. ”

The old priest gazed at him with wise eyes, and casually picked up a gnawed bone from the fire: "You mean those deer that you hunted today?" ”

"The messenger of the gods is the true source of all wisdom in the world." Tianhao complimented in the way that the old priest liked: "God bless, we have obtained a lot of prey this time, more than 5,000 giant horned deer, enough for the people in the village to eat for a long time." Winter, spring, and then summer. ”

Hunting captain Yonggang was amused by the word "summer". He didn't think, and spoke completely out of instinct: "Ah Hao, you think really far." Summer...... It's impossible to keep so much meat until that time, it will stink. ”

"That's what I'm trying to say." Tianhao's serious expression showed how much he attached importance to this matter: "There are too many prey, and we can't transport them all back at once." It's winter, and the frozen meat won't rot. But the weather doesn't stay cold, it gets hot, spring, or even summer...... If we don't take advantage of the fact that we are taking advantage of the moment, all this meat will be spoiled. Wasted. ”

The three leaders looked at each other, and they all saw recognition and reflection in each other's eyes. This is a question that we all need to face together. The difference is that the young Tianhao directly proposed, while we ...... But they were celebrating the hunt around the fire.

This young man thinks further and thinks more holistically than we do.

Tianhao's words surprised the old priest very much. In addition to admiration, his understanding of this young man couldn't help but rise to a higher level: "Do you have any good suggestions?" ”

Wu Xing unconsciously used an inquiring tone, completely unaware that he had put Tianhao on an equal level with himself.

"This winter, the people in the stockade have something to do." Tianhao hurriedly threw out the plan he had been thinking about for a long time: "We have to bring back the dead deer in the valley." Men are responsible for peeling, and women and the elderly are responsible for cleaning the internal organs. The work will last about two weeks. The leather needs to be tanned as soon as possible, otherwise it will be wasted. ”

Fu Song bowed slightly. He had already thought about this, but it was not as precise as Tianhao's calculation in terms of time.

"Plus, we need salt." Tianhao said that the problem is critical: "The village is very close to the sea, but there is not enough salt, and we must fundamentally change this situation." ”

Yonggang looked at him in surprise: "Why, you don't know the danger of that coast to the east?" ”

"Of course I do." Tianhao's stubborn expression showed that he was resolute. This surprised everyone in the room, including Ah Mei, who was sitting in a dark corner.

He slowly lowered his voice, and his tone changed back to normal: "I don't like food that doesn't have a salty taste. I've been watching. I have a way to deal with the monsters that lurk beneath the surface of the sea. ”

This kind of words collided violently with the inertial thinking in his brain, and Yonggang opened his mouth to veto without thinking about it: "This is impossible." ”

The leader, Fu Song, opened his mouth, but since the words of the hunting captain had already clearly expressed his opinion, there was no need to repeat it. At times like these, silence does not mean affirmation and acknowledgment, but deep doubt.

"Heaven has given us the ability to think, which is the greatest difference between us and the beast. This is the guidance of the gods, and we can use our wisdom to defeat the monsters of the sea. "Branding everything as a "god" is the important information that Tianhao has searched for from the host's memory.