Chapter 31: Return to Blackfoot Village

In order to avoid the recurrence of the last time the car was stolen by unknown people and almost dismantled into tatters, Andy drove to the side of the village entrance this time, and asked the native guards guarding the gate to take care of one or two.

A few of the guards were not reluctant, they were still playing some simple games to pass the time when they were found by Andy, but the form of those games was completely incomprehensible to him, and he was afraid that only their insiders would understand the cultural elements. Some books appeared in the security booth, and Andy took a cursory look at them, they were all idle books, and there were even things like Duoduo Gongzi.

Arriving at the Leader's House, after the escort's message, Craig walked out of his office and greeted Andy warmly.

He then noticed the hangman who was following Andy.

"Is this your friend Andy?"

Andy nodded.

"He's.... An emissary, an emissary of your trading partners, who are willing to buy water and food from your tribe at a high price, and naturally, this reward can also be achieved in the form of guns. In my car, I brought a free batch of samples. ”

Craig immediately beckoned a few of his men to follow Andy to the entrance of the village to retrieve the gun.

When only Craig and the hangman were left, the scene couldn't help but be awkward.

Craig stared at him for a moment, a little puzzled in his eyes.

"Have we seen each other before? I think you're a little familiar..... Is this my delusion? ”

The hangman looked at the appearance of Blackfoot Village left and right indifferently, and when he heard this, he just asked a casual rhetorical question.

"Oh? So who do you think I am? ”

Craig discerned for a while, got nothing, and finally gave up.

Andy and the guards took out all the carbines from the car, and the natives were overjoyed by the "new toys", although they couldn't figure out how powerful these guys were, but they could understand that the equipment was very advanced, far better than their previous ones.

Craig watched the whole process as the natives tried out the carbines, and the hangman demonstrated some shooting skills, assuring Craig that there would be better guns to trade in in the future.

"Andy, since you taught Galen how to make guns, he's also made some weapons."

Craig waved his hand, and one of the natives pulled out a crudely made rifle.

Andy took a cursory check, and although it was still relatively average, it was better than the previous zipper guns and iron tube guns.

"It's ok.... Galen is more experienced in the end, and now you blackfoot will soon be fully equipped with guns, but when will we say that the good thing will be realized? ”

Craig nodded and whispered: "We will talk about this matter in detail at my house in the evening, don't worry, we will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation." ”

Andy got up and was about to go and bring the wine to Galen first, but who would have thought that there would be a sudden commotion outside.

When he walked out, he found that it was the hangman and the blackfoot guards who had a conflict.

"How dare you insult Blackfoot?!"

A short, black-footed guard shouted at the hangman with a spear on his face with an excited expression, and he was now surrounded by several natives.

"I'm just telling you the truth, you people who paint your feet in charcoal ash have never changed anything, and you're still so stupid."

Although the hangman was surrounded by everyone, there was no cowardice on his face.

"Even if you're a guest of Leader Craig, you must apologize! Or you'll have to pay the price! ”

The short, black-footed guard yelled angrily.

When Craig and Andy came out, the situation was like this, it was just ten minutes of effort, and the scene had changed from a ball of harmony to sabre-rattling.

"What's going on? Calm down! ”

Craig stopped him, and the natives dispersed.

"Chief Craig, this man said that we Blackfeet are all a bunch of bugs, and we don't deserve guns at all!"

There was an excited complaint from the natives, which made Craig's brows tighten.

Andy walked over anxiously.

"What are you doing?"

The hangman spread his hands as if he were innocent.

"I'm just teaching them how to use guns, they don't know how to use guns, and they're using these real guns the same way they use those garbage guns, and if I'm offending in any way, it's because they provoked first."

Andy didn't bother to decide the case, just asked the hangman to be quiet.

Craig came with an unhappy face.

"Andy, your friend hurt Blackfoot's dignity with his words, this is an insult that is not allowed, we didn't do anything in your face, now he must apologize to us immediately!"

Andy was speechless for a while, and it was impossible for him to speak softly about the hangman's appearance, so he had to talk all kinds of nonsense in front of Craig and hoped to turn this one over first.

It took a long time to talk before Craig walked away very dissatisfied.

"This time, for your sake, forget it, don't have it again next time."

Andy sighed.

[Hint: Your reputation with Blackfoot Village has decreased]

Andy walked back to the hangman with a headache and stared at him speechlessly, if he had a choice, he would never travel around with this guy again, every day was a bunch of.

The hangman unresponsively picked his nails with his bayonet.

"It's just that they are to blame, and it's ridiculous that these natives are arrogant because of their stupidity."

Andy waved his hand at him, motioning for him to stop talking.

The two of them walked from the inside of Blackfoot Village towards the eastern edge again, and Andy needed to go to Galen.

After walking for a while, he arrived at Galen's cottage, but there was no one there.

Andy turned back and forth twice in confusion, Galen would hardly be able to leave his house, because he usually had to do some work every day, which was very important, and he loved it, why did he suddenly disappear.

Just then, a woman walked in with Galen in her arms.

It was a gray-faced woman, bald, and her legs should also be black-footed, but this was the first time Andy had seen her, and the most striking thing about her was her hands, I don't know what accident had happened to make her hands full of ugly scars.

The woman didn't look at Andy and the hangman much, but very rudely dragged Galen to the bed in the room, and then walked out.

"Hey, may I ask Galen what's going on?"

Andy pointed to the guy who was flushed and unconscious like cooked shrimp, and was even babbling nonsense.

The woman was going to leave directly, but she turned back indifferently when she heard the words.

"It's not because of you."

"What?"

Andy couldn't figure it out.

"I just came back here, why does it have anything to do with me?"

The woman pointed to a corner of Galen's room, where there were two large jars, which Andy hadn't noticed just now, only to realize that they were actually brewers and fermenters that Galen had remodeled.

"Why do you say it has anything to do with you? Ever since you taught him how to make wine, he's been drinking heavily all day long, disappearing at every turn, and when he looks for it, he's drunk too much and lying outside. ”

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