Primitive people believed in various gods and felt that all kinds of natural phenomena were controlled by gods. It can be seen from the myths that we have handed down.

Especially fire, although primitive people can drill wood to make fire, and a very small number of tribes have found flint, they still regard fire as a gift from the gods.

Seeing that Chen Mo's hands rubbed casually a few times, a fire appeared, and he began to believe that Chen Mo was the son of the gods.

Pi only knew that Chen Mo had burned some things with white bones and some stones in the tribe, and when he came out, he put them in his leather pocket, but he didn't expect it to be something that could emit fire.

I firmly believe that Chen Mo is the son of the gods, there are artifacts in the tribe that can make fire, and he can also eat sticks with fire and spit out smoke, this is obviously the son of the god of fire!

The primitive people kneeling on the ground kowtowed and shouted: "God bless, God bless!"

Chen Mo saw that the momentum had been created, shouted everyone, and then pretended to say, "The gods have heard your prayers, and the gods will bless you." Keep a low profile and don't tell anyone about it!"

The strong primitive man who ran away just now came back with a few people, and when he saw a group of respectful people, he didn't know what was going on.

"Chief, salt. Celestial Salt!" said the strong primitive man excitedly to an even stronger man.

His chief came to the salt, dipped it lightly, put it to his lips and tasted it.

Then he said respectfully to Chen Mo: "Respected chief, I am the chief of the Black Mountain tribe, Shan. I don't know how your salt is traded?"

Chen Mo thought for a while, and picked up a glass the size of a wine cup: "One cup, four young women! or two strong men!"

"It's too precious. We can't afford to change it. Shan said disappointedly.

Chen Mo was curious, primitive people don't know how to bargain? If you give me a price, I'll change it, won't I make a counteroffer!

Primitive societies really didn't have a counteroffer at the beginning. A piece of lamb can be exchanged for the same weight of beef, or venison. Even valuable items could be exchanged for clansmen and slaves.

Chen Mo didn't know why. But it's not easy to fall off the shelf, so I can only watch the mountain walk away in disappointment.

When the people who were still very curious heard that the Heavenly God Salt was so valuable, they also walked away scatteredly, leaving only a few people to watch.

Laughing and thick shoulders came back, chattering to Chen Mo about what he had seen in the bazaar.

“...... By the way, Mo, there are not only all kinds of meat in it, but also a kind of beast with horns on its head and a furry bark, I don't know what it is called. After laughing and saying so much, Chen Mo only remembered this sentence.

Horns on his head, mooing cow! Definitely cow!

With oxen, you can plough the land! People plough too slowly, and it is so convenient to use oxen to plough and transport.

Pick up a bag of salt and let the smile take it to the place where there are cows.

"Heavenly God Salt, two men or four women for one cup, don't forget!" Before leaving, Chen Mo also told the skin.

There are too many differences between the cattle in the primitive society and the later centuries, when the size of the cow is the same as that of a Jinbei car, and the two large horns are slightly bent forward, like the Spanish bullfighting.

So big, so strong!Chen Mo's first impression.

"I'm a good girl! This guy is old enough to take back to farmland!" Chen Mo sighed.

Coming to the stall, Chen Mo beat his chest with a primitive society common etiquette, and then asked curiously: "Strong warrior, how can this beast be exchanged." ”

"Horned beasts, three warriors!" said a primitive with teeth on his neck, counting his fingers.

Chen Mo wanted to tease this primitive man and asked, "I want all the beasts." How many warriors!"

"Well, three, three...... It takes a few or three to change!" said the primitive man, sitting on the ground, holding up his hands and feet.

Their chief looked at the scene a little embarrassed, so he walked over and said to Chen Mo, "Warrior, I am the chief of the White Water Tribe, Jiao. ”

"Hello, Chief Horn. I am the chief of the Navy's tribe, and I want to exchange the beast with you. "I'm also the chief!" Chen Mo thought to himself.

"Chief Mo, three warriors of the horned beast or one slave, a six-headed horned beast...... A bunch of warriors!" said Horn earnestly.

The chieftain of Whitewater doesn't count to twenty? You can say three sixes in a row.

"I don't have warriors, I have Heavenly Salt Salt!" Chen Mo took out the deerskin bag in his pocket and handed it to the horns.

"Heavenly God, salt?" Jiao took the deer skin handed by Chen Mo and gently opened it. "Ahh

Kakura took the salt under his nose, sniffed it gently, then dipped it with one hand and put it in his mouth, "Is this salt?

Primitive society generally used salt ore, or roughly purified miscellaneous coarse salt, and the horn was stunned when he saw such pure salt for the first time.

"My Celestial Salt, exchange warriors, two warriors in one cup. Chen Mo handed the cup to the corner as well.

The corner lightly filled a cup, felt that the weight was very large, and asked with satisfaction: "How to change?"

"Nine cups, change all the beasts!" Chen Mo pointed to the salt, and then to the cow behind the horns.

"Okay!" Kakura thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Beast, I want it all. I told the warrior to go back and fetch the Celestial Salt. Chen Mo said arrogantly.

The Baishui tribe was very satisfied with this transaction and agreed to continue the transaction next year, and they sent two warriors to help Chen Mo drive the cattle to his trading location.

The trade of skins did not go well. Only two fighters, four women, were exchanged for this half day. Stand next to the mammoth. It seems that only two servings of salt were traded.

Seeing Chen Mo leading a group of beasts back, he was a little embarrassed.

Chen Mo asked the two soldiers who were roughly led in exchange to go out to find some tender grass and take over the local trade by himself. At the same time, we are also thinking about how to let everyone exchange.

A cup of salt for two warriors seems like a lot, but it has improved the status of salt in the hearts of the primitive people. Let them think of the Celestial Salt in the future, and they will know that it is an expensive item, a divine product that can bless their own race.

Suddenly thinking of the group of later generations, Chen Mo thought of a way, hehe, a tribe dislikes expensive, I let you a group of tribes form an alliance!

"Mighty warriors, I am the son of the gods, the chief of the navy tribe, and the glory of the gods shines on you!" Chen Mo laboriously climbed up the mammoth, standing on top of the mammoth's head and shouting to the crowd watching the excitement below, while making a very divine expression.

"The gods have instructed me to give his gifts to everyone, and they may feel that they are precious, so the gods said that one warrior from each of the two tribes can be exchanged for a cup of Celestial Salt!

Watching the lively crowd below, many primitive people suddenly chattered, combined with each other, and competed to exchange, and a jar of salt packaged separately was quickly exchanged.

Looking at more and more soldiers and women, Chen Mo burst into laughter.

Pi and Xiao were also surprised that the chieftain's simple method had brought so many warriors and women for the tribe.

The laughter blossoms, there is a woman again, and there can be another daughter-in-law.

Chen Mo promised to be too rough, behave well this time, and go back and give him a daughter-in-law.

There were also several tribal chiefs who were annoyed that they didn't get the salt, and Chen Mo asked Pi to take out another jar of salt.

There were more than forty tribes in the entire trading place, and about thirty or so exchanged salt for Chen Mo. The Chen Mo tribe had twenty-three more warriors and thirty-five women in one day's effort.

Chen Mo knew that almost all of these people were captive slaves, and it was not his own people who did not feel distressed when they exchanged their belongings.

There are more than a dozen others who are also hot, but they are reluctant. Chen Mo made another big move: staging!

Pay a woman first, exchange a cup of salt for them, and pay the rest of the women or warriors next year.

The interest is a live animal or a pile of meat.

The first incident of robbery and squeezing in primitive society took place here.