"Think of the people outside, they don't even have enough to eat. ”

The old man said slowly again.

The strong man subconsciously glanced outside, the bonfire outside was still burning, but no one was singing anymore.

I don't know if I'm asleep, or I'm drooling at the barbecue of those Qin people in the yard.

The strong man thought to himself: "Those guys who have no interest are drooling eighty percent." ”

However, he finally picked up the spit piece of meat again and stuffed it into his mouth as the old man requested.

It's not that he agrees with the old man's words, it's just that he doesn't dare to disobey the old man's authority.

The old man is not only his father, but also the head of their natives.

He was able to sit in a post house and eat meat, not under the eaves of the porch, and he could not even eat enough coarse wheat rice cooked in a clay pot, which was partly because of this.

Anyway, the natives in the mountains are not so particular.

Then he said sullenly: "Daddy, can we really get that prince of Qi to promise to give us salt and iron this time, instead of our clansmen fighting for them?"

The old man had already put down the knife and wiped his hands and lips with a coarse cloth.

Then he took out some silk grass from his purse and put it in his mouth.

Silk grass is the name of the natives, and the old man does not know what the people outside the mountain are called, and he is not interested.

He is the wise man among the natives, and knows what is useful and what is not.

Silk grass, for example, is useful because it makes his teeth strong and sharp until he dies, so that he can eat meat all the time.

And what is the silk grass called outside the mountain, it is useless, and he is not interested in useless things at all.

The old man chewed slowly, and pinched a handful of silk grass for the strong man and the girl.

Then he said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, the thing we have in our hands is very important to their Qin people."

His Royal Highness is a wise Qin man, and they know how to make trade-offs. ”

The strong man also finished eating at this time, and without hesitation, he pinched the silk grass that the old man gave him and stuffed it into his mouth, and said while biting and squeaking: "Daddy, if that thing is so valued by the Qin people, it should be some kind of treasure, right?"

The old man glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and said, "That is not something that belongs to the natives, and forcibly staying will only cause disaster to the natives."

Salt and iron are the things that are useful to the natives, and the things that can make the natives survive in the mountains are useful things. ”

"Hey......

The strong man's mind was seen through, and he smiled a little sneeringly, but he defended himself: "I didn't say anything else, that is, since it is a treasure, it should be exchanged for something more useful." ”

The old man sneered and ignored him.

The girl on the side listened to the conversation between the two, but looked at her handful of silk grass and frowned slightly.

She doesn't like this kind of thing because it makes a woman's teeth dark.

All the women in the mountains are like this, grandma [grandmother] is like this, mom is like this, even the young sister-in-law is like this.

She used to chew, but since she went out of the mountain with Grandpa and Daddy a few times, she didn't want to be like Grandma and them at all.

Even though it would make the women in the mountains laugh at her for having white teeth like a wolf cub, she didn't care.

Anyway, she didn't want to be ugly with a mouthful of black teeth.

But she didn't want to disobey Grandpa, so she could only pretend not to care, and then deliberately changed the topic and said: "Grandpa, why do the Qin people still have to fight each other in the best land and the most prosperous towns in the world?"

This question is actually something she has been unable to figure out.

There were also wars between the natives, and she could understand that, because there were so many prey in the mountains, and each earthen fort wanted more prey to feed more and more robust cubs.

The natives fought with those hunters and medicine men, and she also understood that it was because those hunters and medicine merchants wanted to rob them of their prey and medicinal materials.

But why did the Qin people fight with each other, she didn't understand, obviously the Qin people still had to farm on such a piece of land, even if they won, most of the Qin people would go to other places to farm.

Moreover, the land of the Qin people is so fertile, and the cities of the Qin people are so rich, it is said that the Qin people still have only one head.

Why fight?

Let's fight a war, why do you want to bring us natives in?

This obviously has nothing to do with our natives.

But the old man did not answer her, perhaps the question was too complicated for the wisest of natives.

But the strong man glared at her, "What does the little girl know, don't inquire about the affairs of adults." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the pot of uneaten white meat and said, "Go, take these out and divide them among the clansmen, that hyena is very good, a warrior give him a little more." ”

"Hmph. ”

The girl pouted and snorted, then reached out and pinched the handful of silk grass and stuffed it into her mouth, and then went out with the meat basin.

When he came to the door and saw that there was no one left and right, he spit out the handful of grass into the grass with a sigh.

Then he glanced back quickly, then stuck out his tongue, a bright smile on his face, and walked out with brisk steps.

......

"Good meat is really good meat, and it smells and eats even better!"

The old man took a bite of meat, took another sip of wine, and first praised it, "The meat is good meat, and the wine has a unique flavor. ”

Then he shook his head again, and said with some regret: "It's a pity, people are old, although this cold wine is good, I don't dare to drink more!"

As he spoke, he put down the wine bowl.

Zhao Xin laughed and said: "My father-in-law's words are wrong, life is not satisfied with a thousand years of worry, as long as the eldest husband is alive, as long as he does not make the gold bottle empty to the moon, why care about the old and young, what about tomorrow?"

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he couldn't help but smile, nodded and said, "It makes sense, then give the old man another bowl." ”

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this, Xiao Cui picked up the wine urn and was about to pour wine for the old man, Nan Luoying hurriedly stopped it and glanced at Zhao Xin.

Then he picked up another wine urn and said, "Uncle, you should drink this warmer, the body is still the most important." ”

As he spoke, he personally poured a bowl for the old pawn.

The old pawn laughed again, but he was not humble or restrained.

Although he knew that Zhao Xin and Nan Luoying must be nobles, but when a person lives to his age, no matter how much insight he has, he will naturally be open-minded.

What is cheap and expensive, I can't say that I have seen through it, but I have suddenly seen it.

I don't want a young man like Yi Cheng to be so worried about him like this, for fear that he will collide with the nobleman.

Fortunately, Zhao Xin and the others looked very kind and casual, so he put a little bit of heart.

But seeing that Nan Luoying actually poured wine for the old man in person, she still scared this poster, I don't know if the barbecue was too hot or scared, and the sweat on her forehead became more.

Seeing that the old man really picked up the wine bowl and took a sip again, he immediately shook his head a little stupidly and said, "Sure enough, it's still a little bit worse." ”

Everyone couldn't help but smile again, and they all thought that this old pawn was interesting, although he was only an old pawn, but he also lived a little bit of the taste of a wise man.

Yicheng almost flashed his old waist.

Seeing this, the post guards on both sides also grinned and followed silly music, with envy and surprise in their hearts.

They had never seen a nobleman who could drink and chat with an old man, and laugh and laugh freely.

I have never seen a noble girl who pours wine for an old pawn and cares about the old pawn's body.

They all secretly said in their hearts: "These nobles are really different from other nobles." ”

But no one dared to come forward to talk to Zhao Xin and the others, or ask for a bowl of wine to drink.