I Am Not a Savage

　　 Chapter 15 The ancients are sincere, can't be deceived!

My mother is proud. The tribes quickly occupied a large area and placed more than fifty baskets neatly, and opened the bamboo leaf-woven cover on the baskets, revealing a basket of salted fish, immediately He became the most dazzling star on the market.

　　 Yunchuan led the bison and wandered the market with the little wolf who reluctantly followed him.

　　 Finally, he stopped in front of an old one-eyed savage.

　　 The one-eyed old savage raised the black stone the size of a melon in front of him, and pointed to the bison, indicating that he would use this stone for the bison in Yunchuan.

　　 Yunchuan drew a hard salted fish from the basket on the back of the bison and handed it to the old savage, then took the magnet from the old savage's hand.

　　 While Yunchuan was waiting for the old savage to bargain, the old savage took out a rope full of knots and knotted a knot on it.

　　 He doesn't have any opinion on changing magnets for salted fish. He asked for bison just now, but it was just a wild price.

　　 So Yunchuan took out another salted fish, the old savage took out a magnet, and Yunchuan took out another one, and the old savage continued to take out the magnet.

　　 After changing ten magnets in one breath, what the old savage finally took out was no longer a magnet, but a fist-sized grayish-brown stone with bright yellow spots on it.

　　 Yunchuan took a look, and did not show any happy expression. This is a piece of chalcopyrite, and the copper content should not exceed 40%, which is a good thing.

　　 When Yunchuan was digging a trough under the Kunlun Mountains, if he could pick up such a chalcopyrite, he would be rewarded at least one hundred thousand yuan.

　　 Now, forget it, he is not going to smelt copper.

　　 The old savage was very anxious when he saw that Yunchuan was about to leave, so he pushed his back basket down, exposing the stones of various colors inside.

　　 Yunchuan glanced, and finally lowered his head and picked out seven or eight pieces of chalcopyrite with copper stars from the basket, and picked seven or eight pieces of indigo copper blue and put it back into the bamboo basket on the back of the bison.

　　 After thinking about it, he took out three salted fish and handed them to the old savage.

　　 The old savage was very satisfied with the deal, and re-tied three small knots to the rope, and took a salted fish and licked the salt on it satisfactorily.

　　 The savage who was changing the pots on the other side craned his neck and eagerly hoped that Yunchuan could visit his goods.

　　 As a result, Yunchuan didn't even have any interest in watching, so he went to the stall with grass seeds next to it.

　　 The pottery pots he made are more unbearable than the pottery pots made by Yunchuan.

　　 Very good, Yunchuan found soybeans and sorghum at the stall of the savage woman who exchanged grass seeds.

　　The quantity is not large, there are only two bags, and the two are mixed together. This is a very thoughtful method. The hard shell of sorghum is not easy to remove, and it can be exchanged for the price of soybeans when it is packed with soybeans.

　　 Yunchuan sighed, first took out two salted fish, saw the woman's eyes glowing, put one back, and handed the woman a salted fish.

　　 The woman was not disappointed, she took the salted fish and happily learned the one-eyed savage lick.

The salted fish of the Yunchuan tribe is very good, because the salt is produced by itself, so the salt is thick. The ancients always talked about the benefits of fish and salt, and the Yunchuan tribe can be regarded as occupying it. A salted fish represents the salt and the fish. This is a premium item.

　　 The market is very quiet, you can't see the hustle and bustle of later generations, and you can't see anyone bargaining.

　　 There are many people who know how to tie ropes and remember things, so after Yunchuan gave a savage four salted fish in exchange for a piece of linen, he tied three knots on his knot.

　　 Mainly because this savage likes salted fish too much, Yunchuan saw that he licked the salted fish too ecstatically, so he wanted to leave him a kickback for the salted fish.

　　 Then, it caused a lot of trouble...

　　 The savage started crying while holding the knot, then fell to the ground and rolled, and then screamed like a pig.

　　 Even if Yunchuan corrected his mistake and even gave him an extra salted fish, he cried more miserably. Just listening to his voice, Yunchuan understood that he had caused a great disaster.

Sure enough, a group of savages in sackcloth came. These people just looked at the knots modified by Yunchuan, and they caught the rolling savages, and carried them onto a large blue stone, with their heads drooping outside the stone, a thick one. The savage had taken a stone axe and would chop off his head.

　　 The eyes of the savage about to be beheaded have become very hollow, he no longer weep, as if he has resigned his life, and there is no sign of resistance.

　　Until Yunchuan offered to exchange two salted fish for this person, the brawny men in sackcloth let go of him, carrying the salted fish that Yunchuan gave him.

　　 Yunchuan noticed, they discarded the rope with many knots.

　　 Abu followed Yunchuan very honestly. That's right, Yunchuan gave him the name Abu.

　　 In order to compensate this poor man, Yunchuan gave him a salted fish.

　　 Yunchuan also saw a bronze axe in the market. This axe was actually broken. The axe was inlaid on a smooth wooden stick, and he saw the wood at a glance.

　　 If you want an axe, Yunchuan will have to pay a basket of salted fish and add bison. If the little wolf is not too skinny, you might have to add the little wolf to achieve the exchange.

　　 Yunchuan wanted to exchange his head with Abu Dang, but the other party's eyes were full of mockery.

　　 That rotten bronze axe with countless gaps, Yunchuan has no interest at all, and copper itself should not be used as a tool.

　　 Of course, if he can return to his original world, this patterned bronze axe should be able to sell for a good price.

right now? It's just a waste.

　　 Fortunately, Yunchuan was very clever, and proposed to replace the ax handle with salted fish of the same length as the ax handle, instead of the bronze ax, the other party happily agreed.

　　 Since Yunchuan made this business, there have been many inexplicable savages around to exchange things with him.

The mother hurried over, and the tigers drove away the guys who were selling goods around Yunchuan. After checking the rotten stones, rotten wood, and rotten people the son had bought, he kicked Abu dozens of feet. , But reluctant to punish his stupid son, he took the bison and took his son back to the stall in his clan.

　　 The mother's success has been numerous!

　　 Yunchuan saw a thick roll of linen cloth, and more fur, of course, there were also twenty-five or six sturdy young girls.

　　 There is no shortage of food in the ethnic group, and there seems to be a guarantee of food in the future, so my mother spent a lot of money to exchange for the best girl from other ethnic groups.

　　Women are the sign of whether a tribe can prosper!

　　 And a large group of strong girls is the guarantee of the tribe’s longevity.

　　 From this point of view, my mother is really smart and has a big picture.

　　 There are very few tribes that use food as a bargaining chip in exchange. Even if they do, they are just grass seeds. The tribe that trades meat for things is theirs.

　　 Yunchuan traveled all over the market, but he didn't find much what he wanted. In his eyes, this market was almost like a child's house game.

　　 Can't bear the mother's rough opening of the little girl's mouth and her legs to check the brutal behavior of a livestock. Yunchuan leaned on the lying and ruminating bison, holding a frightened little wolf and looking at this primitive bazaar.

　　 Abu would be beaten wherever he went, and finally curled up at Yunchuan's feet. As long as the Yunchuan people didn't look at him, they would lick a few salted fish fiercely.

　　 When it was dark, many bonfires were lit at the market, and a clay pot was erected or hung on each bonfire.

　　 Very strange, hundreds of people are cooking together, but Yunchuan can't smell the aroma of the food, only some complex and unpleasant smells fill the sky above the market.

　　 Salted fish, dried meat, dried bamboo shoots, and dried vegetable soup are boiled in a clay pot of the Yunchuan tribe. Everyone holds their own bamboo bowl and eats fiercely with a pair of chopsticks.

　　 Those newcomers who don't know how to use chopsticks can only look at him eagerly. Abu really wanted to join the eating army, so he was close enough, and he was knocked over by the big feet that popped out from someone unknown.

　　 Since there were enough grass seeds in the tribe, Yunchuan has generally been vegetarian. There is no meat blended with spices. For him, it is not food, but poison.

　　 Of course, if there are pheasants or bamboo rats, he still likes to eat the meat that can force the original flavor of the food with salt.

　　 Yunchuan’s porridge is rich in content, with soft soaked beans, most of which are millet and millet. After adding a little salt and dried bamboo worms, the aroma is very strong.

　　 The porridge tastes very good and fragrant, but Abu prefers to watch the tribesmen gnawing on salted fish and drool, rather than look at the delicious grass seeds in Yunchuan.

My mother learned the habit of picking teeth from Yunchuan. She has become very extravagant. The steak picked from the teeth is no longer willing to eat. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is a lavish mouthful. Finally, I rinsed my mouth with broth. I wanted to vomit but couldn't bear it. In the end, I swallowed it with a grunt, completing the entire process of eating.

　　Until the people were full, the little girls added Abu, and then they walked to the cold pottery pot and scrambled to grab food with their hands.

　　 After all, the food is not enough. My mother thinks that the little bit of soup left by the tribe is enough for these little girls and Abu to eat.

　　 In fact, human beings are one of the most durable creatures. Those people eat very happily and contentedly, as if they are really full.

　　 However, when lying down by the bonfire, under the moonlight, waiting for dawn, I always like to keep my eyes on the little wolf's mouth.

　　Because the little wolf is eating a piece of cooked tiger meat.

　　 The worst thing about sleeping with a large group of wild people is that they don't want to stop.

　　 Especially sleeping with a large group of male savages who are full and do nothing but want to contribute to the development of the tribe, it is simply an ordeal.

　　 Those beautiful girls who are easy to reproduce become women overnight.

　　 It's not just them, even the mother doesn't know where to go.

　　 In the pale moonlight, the bonfire illuminates the people's appearance glowing red, screaming, screaming, and ramming sounds are endless.

　　 Yunchuan wanted to say that this was a good time for the continuation of life, but no matter how he wanted to beautify this collective fornication, his brain was constantly roaring, warning him not to learn from these bastards.

　　 Lying in the arms of the bison, he couldn't fall asleep, the winter hair of the bison had grown out, it was very elegant, soft, and very warm.

　　 The little wild wolf saw the full moon in the sky, craned his neck and let out a screaming howl towards the sky.