"Leader Hayzen, please don't worry too much. I just want to say that Terissa was taken away by the leader of the Mud Tribe, Mucca, and I came here to tell you about it. Chu Wei said unhurriedly, and clearly explained the matter to Haisen.

Haisen didn't have the anxiety just now, but his expression was a little lonely: "Alas, Talisa really can't escape from the palm of the mud card leader." Leader Chu Jiong, why don't you like Terissa, if you like Terissa, I believe you must have a way to deal with Mucca. ”

"I'm sorry Chief Haysen, I already have other women I like." Chu Wei bowed slightly to Hai Sen, expressing his apology.

"That's it, that's it...... Mucca has been after Talissa, and will be good to Talissa, my guests, please rest in my leaf shed! The leader of Hazen tried his best to smile modestly, but the smile was still lonely, and his whole body suddenly aged by five years.

The leader of Hazen was modest and courteous, and seemed to be much more generous, and the whole Heim tribe was roughly like that, and there was nothing in common with the pampered, troublesome Terrissa, and if they had to find something in common, it was that they were all dark-skinned.

Mo Yi'er and Chu Wei followed Hai Sen to his leaf shed, which was the largest shed in the entire tribe, which could accommodate more than a dozen people to enter together. The roof of the canopy is made of countless leaves, which look well organized, but you can't see what holds them together. The canopy is surrounded by the branches of small trees, the low ends of which are stuck in the sand. It looks like a wooden house, but there is a big gap because the trunks are not tightly spliced together. Therefore, this kind of leaf shed can only be used in summer, and the warmth is definitely not as good as that of a cave after the weather is cold.

Several people were invited by Hazen to sit on the hides in the leaf shed, and the whole hides had a feeling of being wet, presumably the whole seaside was so wet.

The two leaders chatted a few words about the weather and other topics from time to time, and then Chu Wei proposed to exchange salt. Haysen was very happy, their tribe mostly ate fish, and only when other tribes exchanged food could they eat meat from the jungle.

In the evening, the people who settled in the camp were arranged in a small leaf shed, which did not contain even a single animal skin. Chu Wei ordered the tribesmen to collect firewood and take out their own meat to roast and eat.

This made Mo Yi'er a little indignant: "That's how their Haim tribe entertains guests? Térissa in our tribe eats the game we hunt. ”

Chu Wei smiled, but he was not as angry as Mo Yi'er: "Talissa is a woman, and there are men among us, of course we don't need food from the Haim tribe, and we are not used to eating their food." ”

Mo Yi'er pursed her lips, and said in her heart, Tairissa is really a free eater! I had to skip her and ask, "What kind of food are they that we can't get used to?" Marine fish? ”

"Yes, the fish tastes fishy, and we're not used to eating it."

Mo Yi'er swallowed her saliva, although she didn't like to eat fish very much before, but now she eats barbecue every day, and she also wants to change her taste and eat the freshness of the fish once. "Why don't we go to the beach and see if we can catch a fish?"

"You like fish?" Chu Wei asked suspiciously, and the clansmen who were adding dry firewood on the side also looked at Mo Yi'er suspiciously.

"It's okay, the fish replenishes the necessary nutrients for the body, and it is always good to eat a little. It's not too late, let's go check it out! There was a bit of pleading in Mo Yi'er's voice, and it was difficult for Chu Ji to refuse, he was getting more and more helpless with Mo Yi'er.

The little pom-pom seems to dislike the salty and humid air of the seashore and lies on a large leaf and pretends to be dead.

So Chu Wei took Mo Yi'er to the beach alone.

The Yepeng area is about a thousand meters away from the seawater, which is the distance that Mo Yi'er has visually measured, but I don't know if it is high tide or low tide now.

The beach was very soft, and Mo Yi'er took off her homemade animal skin boots and stepped on them. When you get close to the sea, the sand is wet and sticky, and it is a little cool, and it is very comfortable to step on.

Mo Yi'er wanted to come to Chu Xuan's stone knife and dig it up on the sand that receded to see if she could find some shellfish or small crabs.

Not far away, there were a few people from the Haimu tribe fishing, and when they saw Mo Yi'er and Chu Jiong, they couldn't help but come over to say hello. Mo Yi'er saw that the wooden forks and grass nets they used for fishing were backward primitive tools, but they were enough to reflect the wisdom of the Haim tribesmen.

When they learned that Mo Yi'er was here to fish, they enthusiastically sent the two big fish they had just caught. Mo Yi'er couldn't help but feel guilty for saying that they were not treating guests well, but she also accepted it, planning to use it for roasting and eating at night.

Then they were still digging on the beach, unfortunately, it was the time of high tide, so there were no good things on the exposed beach that she had dug up, and they could only carry the two big fish that had been processed by Chu Ji back to the leaf shed.

The fish are huge, each weighing about three catties. The tribesmen in the Kannei tribe frowned invisibly when they saw the fish, Mo Yi'er just smiled, and then cut the fish into pieces with a stone knife, and the fish part was touched with salt and worn on the branches to roast, but she felt that it was a waste to roast this fat fish head. Then he looked at Chu Ji: "Chu Ji, I remember that Tailisha said that their tribe has a clay pot, why don't we borrow it, I want to cook fish head soup to eat." ”

"This, okay!" Chu Wei saw that Mo Yi'er was full of anticipation, but after thinking about it slightly, he agreed.

Mo Yi'er happily said that Chu Ji was a good person, and the clansmen on the side couldn't help but snicker. Leader Chu Ji is actually not a good talker! Only in front of Mo Yi'er will he become different.

So, Chu Wei and Mo Yi'er went to borrow a clay pot.

Dinner was also being cooked in Haisen's leaf shed, and the smell of fishy wafting out was really not very good. Mo Yi'er and Chu Wei walked in and directly explained their intentions. In this group of primitive people, there is no roundabout talk, which saves a lot of tongues.

Haisen generously took out his clay pot: "You can use it, it's not a big thing, it's just faster to cook things than a stone pot." ”

Probably because Mucca liked Terrissa, the Haim tribe exchanged less food or salt for pottery than the other tribes, and seemed richer than the other tribes.

Mo Yi'er seemed to have gotten a treasure, holding the clay pot and not letting go. Mo Yi'er asked Haisen again: "Leader Haisen, do you have any seasoning for cooking fish?" It's like salt, something that can be added to food. ”

Hayson shook his head: "Isn't salt the only thing that can be added to food?" ”