This time, the Purple Flower Tribe's team to the bazaar consisted of four people, all of whom carried large baskets containing disassembled venison, deer skins, and coiled hemp rope.

Before leaving, Luo Ze had discussed with the patriarch whether to exchange the fire.

The patriarch felt that since they already had hemp rope, it was better for their own tribe to keep the tinder.

Jun Qianqian and Luo Ze have different opinions, they think that they should still share the fire with other tribes.

"After all, humanity is a whole, and we are too few now......"

Jun Qianqian didn't dare to speak at first, she wondered if her idea of "human community" would be a bit of a virgin, but Luo Ze's support gave her confidence.

"We can give the fire back to the other tribes, but only at the last fair before winter comes."

Luo Ze has a lot of chicken thieves, and when the temperature drops in winter, the fire must be better than the hot day in summer.

"If the other tribes die too many people in the winter, the beasts will become more and more numerous."

At this time, Luo Ze didn't have such a specific idea as one or the other, but he believed that the Purple Flower Tribe would become stronger and stronger, and if the other tribes declined, there were many things that might never be replaced.

"Okay, do what you want."

The old patriarch was persuaded by the two, he nodded, and agreed to let more tribes have the fire.

After the conversation, Jun Qianqian was very impressed by Luo Ze's view of things.

She also studied in school for so many years before she formed the current set of macro development of the worldview, in this primitive world, Luo Ze can actually look at the problem as a whole.

Jun Qianqian understands nature better, and Luo Ze understands human beings better.

"If you have seeds, you can get some back."

Jun Qianqian specially instructed Luo Ze that if food can be grown, the diet structure of the Purple Flower Tribe can be improved.

Meat as a staple food is easy to get three highs.

"Okay."

Luo Ze nodded and set off with the other three, Jun Qianqian stood stupidly at the gate of the tribe for a while before coming back to her senses, she didn't realize that she walked back to the clearing like a ghost.

Today is a sunny day, except for the people who set out to go to the market, the rest of the people should catch fish, and the ropes should be rubbed, everything is no different from the past.

But Jun Qianqian just felt empty in her heart, as if she was missing a piece.

"I don't want to, I have to continue spinning today!"

Jun Qianqian shook her head like a kitten, as if she could throw out the chaotic thoughts in her heart.

"What is Qianqian doing?"

The women and children were still busy in their old seats in the clearing.

"She's cutting branches......"

"Aren't there enough soaked hemp branches?"

"Isn't it......"

"Sister Qianqian made a very thin hemp rope, so thin won't it be torn off?"

Jun Qianqian's twine is much thicker than the industrially produced yarn, and she has tried her best, but the twine still looks similar to wool.

In this way, she simply found two branches to make sweater needles and tried to knit a sweater.

“…… No, not at all......"

Jun Qianqian's needle was neat, her fingers flew up and down the branches around the twine, and soon a piece of twine scarf was knitted.

But the twine is woven into a sweater...... The thickness and hardness break through the sky, and it can be worn as armor......

It seems that it is still necessary to study the loom.

"Can we help?"

The women watched Jun Qianqian weave the fine twine into a piece, and they all came over to look at it curiously.

"I'll admit it's a bit too optimistic......"

Hand-carded hemp has never been able to achieve the same fine fiber as cotton, so even if the cloth is woven, it cannot be used to make clothes.

"Forget it, let's rub the rope together."

Jun Qianqian threw the spindle and sweater needle to her side, it doesn't matter if the experiment fails or anything, she will be a good man again after resting for a while!

She may just be distracted and unable to calm down......

Strange, why is Luo Ze upset when she goes far away?

When Luo Ze led the team to the bazaar, it was just in time for the bazaar to start, and things like salt and seeds might not be gone if they didn't arrive early, so everyone tried their best to arrive early.

The Purple Flower Tribe doesn't have its own fixed stalls, but in today's market, they really got in the limelight.

The hemp rope attracted everyone's attention, Luo Ze asked the two tribesmen to pull the two ends of the rope in the middle of the road, and demonstrated to the other tribes how strong the hemp rope was on the spot, and the scene developed into a tug-of-war by the puddle at the beginning, and many people were involved.

However, the hemp rope that Luo Ze and they brought out to exchange was the best quality selected in the tribe, and Jun Qianqian's hemp rope was still broken by eight people, and the number of people in front of them increased to more than a dozen......

All! Not! Break! Fall!

Purple flower craft, the new standard of national production!

The people of the Willow tribe looked at the hemp rope and their eyes glowed green, and some tribes still didn't understand how valuable the strong rope was, but since the Willow tribe was willing to spend a lot of money to exchange with the Purple Flower Tribe, this thing must be a treasure.

"Is this made of twigs?"

The people of the mountain tribes did not like the hemp rope so much, and their attention was attracted by the basket that Luo Ze carried, and the Baisha tribe exchanged the venison and asked for a piece of straw rope as an addition.

Luo Ze vacated a box and exchanged it for the Gaoshan tribe, and the straw rope was also happily given to the Baisha tribe.

This time, they did not exchange hemp rope for salt with the Salt Lake tribe, but simply discussed with the Willow tribe, and the Purple Flower tribe promised more and cheaper hemp rope supply in the future, in exchange for more than half of the salt of the Willow tribe.

The Willow Tribe inexplicably lit up the skill points of the middleman to make the difference, and the Purple Flower Tribe got the first long-term order in this world.

Even the tribes that live in the trees, Roze believes that they can't find a better rope than hemp rope.

This business can be done for a long time.

The Salt Lake Tribe must have been puzzled that the Purple Flower Tribe didn't send it to the door to make fun of them this time, and why did the Willow Tribe's needs suddenly double.

The tribe does not need to change food, Luo Ze took everyone to exchange a lot of animal skins, animal skins are essential items for winter, but it will not take long for the freshly peeled animal skins to harden, and the hair on them will also fall off.

Although the Purple Flower Tribe dug traps to catch wild beasts, their animal skins were much less produced after fishing, and it was necessary to change some animal skins to go back.

The hides of the mountain tribes are the best, the soft and white skins can be spliced into various shapes, and they will not harden for several years, but the skins they tanned are too expensive, and Luo Ze only changed a bunch of untreated hides.

However, the people of the mountain tribe were very generous, and seeing the neatness of this exchange, they gave a small piece of soft rabbit skin to the Purple Flower Tribe.

Luo Ze remembered Jun Qianqian's delicate and fragile skin, although he couldn't understand why she still wore a blouse in summer, the old clothes were so stiff that her skin was red.

This white rabbit skin can spell her a new outfit.