Chapter 8: The Abominable Black Woman
Chu Yi's brows furrowed even tighter, and he quickly finished cutting Mo Yi'er's sheepskin, and then dug out a bunch of small stones somewhere in the cave to compare them with the stones Mo Yi'er found. found that Mo Yi'er's stones were two more than his own, he took the two stones and said, "You lie!" โ
Mo Yi'er kept staring at his movements, and when she saw him like this, she asked, "You have lived so many springs?" Belch? It's only 18, and you're really mature! โ
glanced at Chu Ji's face, and was shocked to find that this face was extremely exquisite, but the expression was too dull, especially the eyes, like a fierce beast, which made people dare not look directly. It's just, is the owner of this face only 18 years old? Mo Yier couldn't believe it!
"Eighteen?" Chu Wei was very interested in numbers, which was much easier and more accurate than them using stones to calculate age. He also had to put away the stones carefully, and some people didn't even know how many springs they had, that is, they didn't know how big they were.
He Chu Ji and Man Ge have good luck, since they were born, Ah Father and Mother have helped them pick a stone to bury every spring, and when they grow up, he will bury the stone with Man Ge, otherwise he really doesn't know how big he is.
"Well, eighteen, count like this, one, two......" Mo Yi'er was very sรจ and pulled Chu Yan's stones, and taught him to count them one by one, in front of primitive people, she was simply a day! Especially in front of Chu Jiong, a person who seems to be arrogant, Mo Yi'er has a sense of accomplishment, ya, you are illiterate!
"Once over, measured?" Mo Yi'er counted too fast, Chu Wei's pronunciation was a little non-standard this time, but for primitive people, he was already very remarkable. A woman like Sang Zhen only looked at them in confusion from the side, completely unclear about the situation.
"No, it's 1, 1, you can learn numbers first, 1, 2, 3, ......" Mo Yi'er read very slowly this time, teaching Chu Ji to count like a child!
Chu Wei also learned very seriously, and very quickly, when the pronunciation was not accurate, he read it over and over again, and it would not be troublesome. When he learned the ten numbers, there was a happy expression on his face: "This number is really great, how did you come up with it?" โ
"That's how we count there, not to mention counting to 10, even bigger numbers! What are the millions of memories and so on, you need to learn more! Mo Yi'er said with a smile, very proud, modern people's knowledge is broad and profound, but it is not something that a primitive person can understand.
Chu Ji's gaze became much deeper, and at this moment, he actually began to believe that Mo Yi'er was a god, otherwise, how could he have such profound knowledge?
"Mo Yi'er, do you have anything else there besides counting?"
"Of course, it's much better than here. We don't just eat meat every day, we have a lot of other foods. We don't eat just one meal a day, which is not good for our health, but we eat three meals in the morning, noon, and evening. Sometimes I'm hungry in the middle of the night, and I'll eat a late-night snack! Mo Yi'er didn't even think about it, so she took the lead in saying the problem of eating, she has been suffering in the past few days, she has been hungry before dinner, and occasionally her stomach has begun to hurt, and in the long run, she is really afraid that she will get stomach problems. In this primitive period, being sick is equivalent to losing half a life, and as far as she knows in the past few days, there are no doctors in this small tribe of more than 20 people.
"Eat so many times?" Chu Wei began to be shocked, he needed a lot of food to eat three or four meals a day, it seemed that the gods were really rich.
"yes, it's basically three times, and we don't stuff something into our stomachs every time, so it's indigestion, so we have to eat less and eat more often, understand?"
Chu Wei shook his head, the way of cultivating the body of the divine horse is to play the piano to the cow for primitive people.
"Okay, don't talk about it, you don't understand it!" Mo Yi'er didn't have good patience, so she simply ended the topic, so as not to be impatient to say something unpleasant for a while.
Chu Ji is also a primitive person who can read people's faces, seeing that Mo Yi'er was impatient, he didn't ask again, but just made up his mind to wait for Mo Yi'er to be in a better mood, and then learn numbers with her.
Mo Yi'er stopped talking, picked up the bone needle and sewed the animal skin vest with Sang Zhen. The animal skin is very hard, and Mo Yi'er's strength is very small, so every stitch is sewn extremely hard, and an animal skin vest has not yet been sewn to a third, and Sang Zhen has already sewn the animal skin skirt. "Mo Yi'er, put it on for you!"
"It's all right so soon, Sang Zhen, thank you so much!" Mo Yi'er put down the lambskin in her hand, picked up the white sheepskin skirt and compared it on her body, it was white and fluffy, it was really good-looking.
"Put it on and try it, and it doesn't fit!" Sang Zhen smiled plainly.
"Tut-tut, I actually used sheepskin to make an animal skin skirt, I didn't expect you to be so poor!" The dark-skinned woman walked in from outside the cave, her tone full of disdain, her head proudly tilted up, as if she were superior.
Compared with this dark-skinned black woman, Mo Yi'er felt that the arrogant Chu Wei was cute.
Sang Zhen glanced up at the black woman and the bearskin skirt on her body, and ignored her. Mo Yi'er remembered that this person was standing with Chu Ji before, wasn't she from this tribe? However, Mo Yi'er is not so easy to speak, and she won't pretend not to hear something unpleasant to her. "I like sheepskins, what's the matter with you?"
"Whatever I do, I'm just surprised! Look at your small size, don't you have enough to eat every day? Gods, I had brought more food if I had known I! The black woman said exaggeratedly, covering her chest with her hands, pretending to be weak. However, her physique is too strong, comparable to a man, no matter how you look at it, she will not feel weak.
"Rest assured, Talissa, we won't starve you to death!" Chu Wei had a dark face, and said to the black woman very unhappily, at this time, Mange also walked in, and his face was obviously unhappy.
"No, Chu Jiong, I'm not targeting you, don't get me wrong. I just think Kannei is really ...... Well, too poor. Come back to the Heim tribe with me, we have fine food, lots of stone tools...... It's definitely incomparable to you! The black woman Talisa didn't seem to see Chu Wei's darkening face, and she kept talking about the advantages of her tribe, which really made people want to slap her to death.
"Tellisa, put your mind away, our leader won't leave with you, you'd better die early!" Mango has always been a sunny man with a smile on his face, and this time, he couldn't help but speak ill of people, thinking that this woman was too hateful.