The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 270 The Shocking Mang Tribe
The Butterfly tribe finally chose to settle down in a forest with abundant water resources to the south of the Mang tribe.

There are more than 800 people in the Butterfly Tribe, and most of their food comes from hunting and gathering. It is impossible to be close to the Mang Tribe, otherwise they will starve to death.

The Mang tribe will not distribute their food to them for free.

This forest is just outside the scope of the Mang tribe's activities. It is a good place to quickly contact the Mang tribe in case of danger.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The warriors of the Mang tribe came, wielding their stone axes, and quickly felled the trees on the new address of the butterfly tribe.

"Whoa..."

A big tree fell down quickly, and removing the branches and leaves was a good material for making a wooden house.

The members of the Butterfly Tribe murmured enviously while clearing the branches: "The warriors of the Mang Tribe are really strong. Let us cut down such a big tree, at least for a long time, right?"

"Don't say it takes a long time, if the stone material of the ax is not good, it will be good if it can be chopped down in one day."

They were discussing, and soon, someone saw a certain scene, and their eyes were straight.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he said, "You...you look over there..."

The people of the Butterfly Tribe looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a strong man in animal skins, carrying a huge stone axe, with a few strokes he felled a big tree hugged by two people.

Afterwards, he hung the stone ax around his waist, tied the big tree with a thick rope, and dragged the huge tree to the open space alone as if nothing had happened.

This person is Shan Wen, a senior totem warrior of the Mang tribe, born with supernatural power.

"Gudong..."

The members of the Butterfly Tribe swallowed hard, their voice trembling, and said: "People say that the people of the Mang Tribe are strong, but I never thought that they are so big!"

"It's scary, it's scary, look at that ax, is it made of high-quality stone? And the handle of the ax is also a rare and good material."

"The Mang tribe is too rich. Pity our Die tribe. We can't even find a stone knife made of high-quality stone."

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With the help of the soldiers of the Mang tribe, it only took one day to clear out the residence chosen by the Die tribe.

Not only that, the Mang tribe also helped them build several very large wooden houses. Although the time was short and rough, they were definitely strong!
At night, the members of the Butterfly Tribe gathered in the wooden house. After experiencing all kinds of shocks during the day, they have completely convinced the Mang Tribe.

The leader of the butterfly tribe said a few words with a complex expression.

"The people of the Mang tribe are really strong."

"The Mang tribe is too rich!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. None of the people in the Mang tribe were sallow and thin, which showed that they ate well.

The animal fur coats worn by the Mang tribe warriors were all in good condition, many of them were even new, and they were well dressed.

Finally, there are the weapons of the warriors of the Mang tribe. Whether it is stone tools or bone tools, the materials are very good, and many of them are made of high-quality materials, which is the envy of the Butterfly tribe.

The Butterfly Tribe said: "Now, do you still think that being a subordinate tribe of the Mang Tribe is a disadvantage?"

Everyone shook their heads. After seeing the strength of the Mang tribe, they all changed their minds.

They used to worry that after becoming a subordinate tribe of the Mang tribe, their things would be taken away.

Now it seems that people simply look down on the Die Tribe.

The Butterfly Tribe said witchcraft: "I heard that the Mang Tribe has set up a trading area, and there are many good things in it. When the tribe settles down, we will go and see it."

The eyes of the people of the Butterfly Tribe are all brightened, especially those warriors who have been to the Mang Tribe, they really want to go again.

For the next month, the Butterfly tribe was building their new residence. They built a large number of wooden houses and opened up a piece of wasteland to plant the seedlings of the giant flowers.

Of course, the most important altar must be built.

The altar of the butterfly tribe is very simple. It is built with yellow mud. In the center, a giant flower is planted. In the future, their totem god will perch on the giant flower.

After another month, the Butterfly Tribe finally settled down completely, and opened up several hunting routes. The southern wilderness had more prey than the central part, which surprised them very much.

One day, after they stockpiled a lot of animal skins, animal bones, animal teeth, and some rare herbs, they finally decided to go to the Mang tribe to learn more.

"Let's go, go to the Mang tribe trading area!"

The leader of the butterfly tribe personally led the team, and the soldiers cheered.

Because the cargo is relatively heavy, except for the leader who rides a giant butterfly, they all walk.

Even so, it cannot stop their enthusiasm.

Soon, the people of the Butterfly Tribe came outside the trading area of ​​the Mang Tribe.

"Is this the Mang tribe's trading area? It's so big, with so many people!"

The leader of the Butterfly Tribe was dumbfounded. He originally thought that the trading area of ​​the Mang Tribe was an open space with at most a few wooden houses, and then everyone put the goods on the ground and traded directly if they liked it.

As a result, what did he see?
A stone wall more than three meters high surrounds the wide trading area, and there is only one gate to enter and exit.

This gate is three meters high, and the door leaves on both sides are extremely thick. A rhinoceros surrounded by flames is painted on each of them, which is so lifelike.

On the top of the gate, there is still a skull of a ferocious beast, with sharp teeth and sharp teeth, and the remaining prestige is still there.

On both sides of the gate, there are two warriors from the Mang tribe guarding each side. They are tall, mighty and very fierce.

After entering the gate, a road completely paved with bluestone slabs leads to the trading area. People come and go on this road, but it is very clean. The Mang tribe does not allow littering.

Walking into the trading area, there are neat shops on both sides, with wooden signs hanging on them. If you can read, you can directly see which store sells what from the wooden signs.

It doesn't matter if you can't read or write, there are tall wooden shelves inside the store, and all kinds of goods are neatly placed on the shelves, which is clear at a glance.

"This... is this the trading area of ​​the Mang tribe?"

The people of the Butterfly Tribe, including the leader, felt dizzy. They had never seen such a trading area before, it was like a dream.

People came and went on the street, many of them were looking around for the first time like them.

And those who came more often walk with their heads held high and enter various places in the trading area calmly, feeling a sense of superiority in their hearts.

"Boss, there is food over there, it smells so good."

The Butterfly Tribe warrior tugged at the leader and pointed to a shop at the end of the trading area.

This shop is an inn integrating food and lodging.

Because most of the tribes have a relatively long journey, they are already hungry when they come here, and there is a high probability that they will spend the night in the dangerous forest at night.

In order to meet the needs of these people, Chenbei specially opened this inn, where they can eat and live, as long as they pay a certain amount of money.

The leader of the Butterfly Tribe looked at the goods carried by his subordinates and felt more confident. He first saw how others traded, and then walked in.

"I want thirty catties of cooked meat."

The Mang tribe in the inn looked at them and saw the totem pattern of the Butterfly tribe on their faces, thinking that the leader told them to be more enthusiastic when they saw the Butterfly tribe.

He then approached him enthusiastically and said, "Isn't this a brother from the Butterfly Tribe? Please sit down." Sample?"

Although the leader of the Butterfly tribe was a little bit pained, he still nodded.

After the soldiers of the Butterfly Tribe sat down, soon, pots of fragrant meat came up, and an extra pot of wild wine was also sent.

The leader of the butterfly tribe took a bite of the meat and couldn't stop, it was so delicious!
The members of the Mang tribe just looked at them with a smile, without any contempt in their eyes. The leader said that as long as the guests can bring benefits to the Mang tribe, they are good guests, and they must be treated well.

　Thanks to the rudder of this book "Huang Aide" for the reward of 500 book coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)