The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 285 This is Coal
Qiao walked through the tribe's residential area with a bag of black stones, greeted the tribesmen on the road, and walked towards Chenbei's courtyard.

Because of contacting different people every day, Qiao is growing rapidly.

In Chen Bei's words, she is rapidly growing into a qualified shopkeeper.

It was already dark, and there was light in Chenbei's room, which was the light from a fish oil lamp.

"Dong dong dong..."

According to Chenbei's rules, Qiao knocked on the door first and could only enter after getting permission.

"Come in!"

Chen Bei's voice came from inside, Qiao pushed open the courtyard door, and after entering, closed the courtyard door again.

As soon as she walked to the door, she smelled a scent, which was the smell of meat.

In the house, Chen Bei is frying sliced ​​pork in a stone pot made of refractory materials.

The pork made a "sizzling" sound on the stone pot, and Chen Bei sprinkled some spices on it, and the whole room was filled with the smell of meat.

Chen Bei took a look and found that it was Qiao, so he smiled and said: "The trading area is closed? It's a coincidence that you came. I just wanted to grill some meat, and you came here."

Qiao smiled and said: "Everyone said that the food made by the leader is delicious, so I smelled the aroma and came here."

Chen Bei said: "Sit for a while, it will be fine soon."

Qiao was not afraid of life, she sat on the stool, put the bag on the table, propped her chin with her hands, and watched Chen Bei busy in front of the stove.

I don't know when Qiao started to worship the leader very much. After being taught a lot by the leader in the trading area, this worship became even more fanatical.

It is easy for girls to turn worship into a kind of hazy affection, not only Qiao, but many girls in the tribe are like this.

Girls in the tribe don't pay much attention to reserve, many girls want to show their hearts to Chen Bei, and even want to get into his bed.

Then, these people were all beaten up by Honghua!
Honghua has a high status in the Mang tribe, and her brother also has a high status in the tribe. After being beaten up a few times, these girls became honest, because they couldn't beat Honghua, and their status couldn't compare.

Therefore, Qiao could only keep this hazy feeling in his heart, and did not express it.

It is already a very happy thing to be able to look at Chen Bei quietly and have a meal with him.

Soon, Chen Bei finished roasting the meat, served it in a clay pot, and brought it to the table.

"Okay, wash your hands first, then take the bowl and chopsticks, you can eat."

Chen Bei likes to be clean. Everyone in the tribe knows that he has many strange rules and makes the whole tribe abide by them.

For example, wash your hands before eating, which is actually not easy for tribal people who are not very particular about it.

Later, as long as they were seen by Chen Bei once, they would be punished by not being allowed to eat. After being hungry a few times, everyone became honest.

Qiao obediently went to wash her hands, then took the bowls and chopsticks by herself, and she was not polite, she just picked up the meat and ate it.

Chen Bei sprinkled some spices and a small amount of chili powder on the barbecue, which tasted a bit like the barbecue in his previous life.

"It's delicious, the meat roasted by the chief is really delicious!"

While talking vaguely, Qiao ate the meat with big mouthfuls, not paying attention to his image.

Chen Bei also ate a few pieces, but he also dipped chili peppers in his food, which made it more enjoyable.

Afterwards, Chen Bei noticed the animal skin bag on the table, and he casually asked, "What is this?"

Qiao swallowed a piece of meat and said, "This is a gift from a small tribe called the Bamboo Rat Tribe after a trade. It is said that it is a stone that can be used to burn fire. They call it coal. I have never heard of it. I have seen it, so I showed it to the leader."

"A stone that burns fire?"

Chen Bei took the bag suspiciously, then opened the mouth of the bag, and poured out a pitch-black stone from it.

The moment he saw this kind of stone, Chen Bei's eyes widened, and his face was filled with an expression of disbelief.

"This... Could this be..."

Chen Bei's performance made Qiao very strange, because Chen Bei rarely showed such an expression.

"Boss, can this thing really be used to light fire?"

Chen Bei suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said, "You'll know if you try it."

He couldn't wait to take out a black stone, not caring that his freshly washed hands were stained black.

He threw the black stone into the blazing fire, and watched nervously.

After eating the meat in the bowl, Qiao followed and observed the changes of the black stone in the flames.

"Huh? Why did this stone burn red so quickly?"

Soon, Qiao realized that something was wrong.

Ordinary stones need at least one or two hours in the fire if they want to burn red.

But this black stone burned for a while, and the surface quickly turned red, and there were sparks flickering.

Not long after, the whole black stone was burning red, no different from those burning charcoal.

Because Chen Bei was too excited, he took out the red-hot "stone" with his bare hands and put it on the ground.

Even if the "stone" is on the ground, it is still burning fiercely. The flame is not red, but light blue, and it also exudes an unpleasant smell.

"That's right, that's it, that's it, coal!"

Chen Bei was so excited that his face flushed red, he rarely lost his composure like this.

It was really something that brought him a big surprise this time.

This is coal!Useful Coal!

Chenbei was originally worried that the weather would get worse day by day, and the winter would be very long in the future.

If only relying on firewood for heating, with the population base of the Mang tribe, it would not take many years to cut down the nearby trees!
This is definitely not the result Chen Bei wants to see.

Now, the emergence of coal has solved this big problem.

The firepower of coal is stronger than that of firewood, and its burning time and stability are far longer than that of firewood, and its effect is much greater than that of firewood.

Coal can be used for more than just cooking or heating, it can do too many things.

For example, the pottery of the Mang tribe became stronger and stronger, but because the technology was backward, the temperature of the firewood burning was not high enough, and it took a long time to make porcelain.

With coal it was different, and firing porcelain was no longer an impossible task.

If you dare to think a little more, if you find natural metals in the future, you can also use coal for smelting, and the success rate will be greatly improved!

Seeing that Chen Bei was so excited, Qiao suddenly realized that this might be a rare treasure.

Qiao asked uncertainly: "Chief, is this thing important to us?"

Chen Bei turned his head and said: "It's important, of course it's important. With it, our tribe will survive the cold winter more easily than other tribes!"

"What kind of bamboo rat tribe are you talking about? Where are they? Find them and ask them, how much of this kind of thing is there? We can trade with them with salt, pottery, and animal skin clothes."

"It's really not possible, even if you grab it, you have to snatch it!"

Qiao was dumbfounded. She guessed that this thing might be very important, but she didn't expect it to be so important.

"They... they went back after they finished the transaction. I didn't know this thing was so important, otherwise they would definitely be kept."

Qiao was a little regretful, because he didn't know him and missed the opportunity.

Chen Beidao: "Go to the gate of the city immediately, look for the totem patterns of the Bamboo Rat Tribe, and then ask someone to carry the totem patterns and ride a flamingo to look for them. We must find them!"

"Yes, I'll go right away!"

Qiao realized the seriousness of the problem, she didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately hurried out to the gate of the city, where every tribe that came and went would leave totem patterns and simple messages.

(End of this chapter)