The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 330 Mines and Camels in the Desert

"Where did you find these stones?" Chen Bei tried to keep a calm face.

"Found it in the desert."

Sand Scorpion wasn't stupid either, he didn't mention the exact location.

How could Chen Bei fail to see his careful thinking?He didn't care either. After all, the Scorpion Tribe was too poor. If there was something good, he naturally wanted to cover it up.

"Don't get me wrong, I won't steal your things, but you also know that we are a big tribe with a lot of people and we need a lot of things. Even if you find a few hundred yuan for a stone like this, we want it too."

"If there are only a few pieces, then after we finish this transaction, we won't come again next time. After all, your tribe has nothing else to trade with."

Chen Bei looked around at the dilapidated stone houses, and the meaning was obvious.

As soon as he heard that Chenbei would not come next time, Shaxie immediately became anxious. The location of the Xie tribe is remote and poor. It is not easy for someone to come to make a deal, and the Mang tribe seems very generous. What if we don’t come next time? ?
"Of course it's more than these few dollars!"

"Chief Chen, as long as your Mang tribe needs it, I can take people to dig it, and I will definitely dig a lot back!"

"However, can these few dollars be traded first?" Sand Scorpion's expression was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to be fooled, so it would be safer to trade these few dollars first.

"of course can!"

Chen Bei handed the painted pottery just mentioned to Sha Xie, and said, "This kind of painted pottery can be exchanged for...five high-quality animal skins in the trading area of ​​our Mang tribe."

Chen Bei originally wanted to say that he could exchange two catties of salt, but he soon realized that the Scorpion tribe lived near the salt lake, and there was no shortage of salt at all, so he said it was animal skins.

"For the first time in the transaction, I suffered a bit. I exchanged this painted pottery for your three stones. Is it sincere enough?"

The three pieces of ore together weighed more than 50 kilograms and were very large, especially the piece of natural copper, which was full of weight.

Chen Bei wasn't sure how much pure copper they could smelt, but he knew that this deal was definitely worth it.

When Shaxie heard that this kind of painted pottery could be exchanged for five high-quality animal skins, he immediately burst into a smile.

The only use of this kind of stone in his hands is to look at it every day, that's all. It can be exchanged for a painted pottery bowl. In his opinion, it is a huge profit. The people of the Mang tribe are too real.

He will never forget that when the people from the Eagle tribe came over, they took out a thin black clay pot and offered a sky-high price that the Scorpion tribe couldn't even afford.

"Boss Chen is indeed a good friend. Tomorrow I will take people to dig these beautiful stones."

Chen Bei pointed to Natural Copper and reminded: "We also want stones like this. If you encounter them, don't throw them away. There are other, colored stones. You can bring some back to me, as long as they are useful. , our Mang Tribe wants them all."

Chenbei was worried that the sand scorpion only picked beautiful stones and brought them back, throwing away the natural copper and some copper-rich ores.

Sand Scorpion nodded, keeping this matter in mind.

He doesn't care why Chen Bei wants these stones, he only knows that these stones can be used to trade with the Mang tribe.

Whatever Chen Bei said he wanted, he would dig it back.

At night, the Xie Tribe cleaned up several stone houses for the people of the Mang Tribe to live in, and the flamingos gathered together under the tree and picked up some sandy nests to sleep in.

In the dead of night, Hong Hua was lying beside Chen Bei with a piece of animal skin under them, and the same was true for the other soldiers.

Hong Hua approached Chen Bei and asked in a low voice, "Boss, are those stones important?"

"Of course it's important, otherwise what are we doing here?"

"Since it's important, why don't we just find the place and grab it?"

The way of thinking of safflower is a typical way of thinking of tribal people. When encountering good things that are not from their own tribe, just grab them directly. Why trade with them?

Chen Beidao: "It's easy to grab it by hand, but what happens after we grab it? Our Mang tribe is too far away from here, and there is a lack of everything here. If we send some soldiers to station here to mine, the price we pay will be more expensive than trading with the Scorpion tribe." Much bigger."

In a place like the desert, there is a lack of water, food, and almost everything. Even if the warriors of the Mang tribe come here, it is difficult to adapt, and the tribe needs a long-term support of a large amount of supplies.

But if they make a deal with the Scorpion Tribe, the members of the Scorpion Tribe will become the miners of the Mang Tribe. They have lived here for a long time and are used to it. They only need to pay a small amount of money to get a lot of ore.

Chen Bei turned to look at Honghua, and said: "Safflower, remember, in many cases, cooperation can produce greater benefits, whether it is robbing or killing, unless it can be solved once, otherwise, in the long run See, it’s not worth the candle.”

Honghua nodded half-understanding, she is not very good at thinking about these twists and turns.

Soon, she put this matter behind her. Anyway, with Chen Bei here, she can do whatever Chen Bei says, why think so much?

Soon, except for the night watchman, the others gradually fell asleep.

The desert was a little cold at night, and the red flower rubbed against Chenbei again, because Chenbei was the holy body of the sun, like a stove, and her body temperature was very high.

……

At the foot of a barren mountain about half a day's walk away from the Xie Tribe, a large hole more than ten meters deep, two meters wide, and more than one meter high was dug out of loose sand and gravel.

There are many mountains in the desert, but most of them have no soil, sparse vegetation, and are all bare rocks.

This mountain, one of the barren hills in the desert, looks worthless.

This hole was not dug by the Scorpion Tribe, but by people who had escaped the sandstorm here a long, long time ago.

Later, after the Scorpion Tribe discovered it, they took this place as one of their footholds, and deepened and widened it. Sand Scorpion's malachite, azurite, and natural copper were all dug out from this hole.

At this time, the fire in the cave illuminated the cave wall, and the green, blue, and copper ores of various colors in the rocks shone.

Sand Scorpion held a piece of newly dug malachite, looked at the other ores in the cave, and said: "With these stones, we can continue to trade with the Mang tribe. We, the Scorpion tribe, will not have to live so hard in the future." Already!"

The eyes of the other fighters are also full of longing. In the past, when they saw nothing but good looks, they have become more pleasing to the eye now.

The Scorpion Tribe has been poor for too long, if they can get rich with these beautiful stones, they will wake up laughing from their dreams.

"Everyone go to bed quickly, get up tomorrow morning and continue digging, and go back quickly after digging the stone, so as not to make the people of the Mang tribe wait too long."

The warriors of the Scorpion Tribe nodded one after another, and then huddled up in the cave to sleep. The flames brought a lot of heat to the cave, keeping them from getting too cold.

A soldier closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep, he hesitated for a while, and said to Shaxie: "Boss, although the people of the Mang Tribe are good, they always go to Shenhu to dig salt, do we really want to treat them as friends? "

The other soldiers also pricked up their ears. The salt lake is the sacred lake in the mouth of the scorpion tribe. They are very in awe of the lake that can produce salt, and they also maintain it from the bottom of their hearts.

Shaxie said: "When the Mang Tribe didn't come, the Eagle Tribe was also digging for salt. Can we stop it?"

The warrior shook his head, they couldn't beat those warriors with giant eagles.

"That's right. After the Mang tribe came, the Eagle tribe came less. Instead of letting the Eagle tribe dig, it's better to let the Mang tribe dig. We can still get some benefits."

"Anyway, the salt of Shenhu Lake cannot be exhausted."

Although the soldier was still uncomfortable, he also accepted Sand Scorpion's words. Instead of letting the Eagle Tribe dig salt, it is better to let the Mang Tribe who can bring benefits to the Scorpion Tribe dig.

As a small tribe, they have very few choices.

Especially last year's heavy snow made the Xie tribe even more impoverished, and many members of the tribe starved to death or froze to death.

Although it was still a long time before winter, they had to prepare as soon as possible. If these stones could be exchanged for some animal skin clothes from the Mang tribe, this winter would be much easier.

Many people did not sleep well that night.

The next day, before dawn, the warriors of the Scorpion Tribe woke up from the cave. In the light of the fire, they couldn't wait to dig.

Their tools are quite primitive, that is, they use thick animal bones, sharpen one end, and then tie them to a branch, similar to a pickaxe.

If this kind of tool is used on the wet ground in the Southern Desolation, it will definitely not be easy to use, because the soil will stick together.

But it is very practical to dig this kind of sandstone, and it can quickly dig out the copper ore in the sandstone.

By daylight, they had dug up enough copper ore, malachite, azurite, cuprite, and a few pieces of natural copper.

"Bring back all these stones."

Sand Scorpion was very satisfied with this harvest, he brought more than 20 warriors over, each of them picked the best one, the biggest one, and carried it back in a rattan basket.

……

West Desert, Scorpion Tribe.

In the early morning, Chen Bei woke up from his sleep, he gently removed Hong Hua's head from his arm, feeling a little numb in his arm, so he shook it.

Chen Bei got up, opened the broken wooden door of the stone house, and walked outside.

Behind him, the soldiers of the Mang tribe were very vigilant. As soon as Chen Bei went out, they also got up one after another, and so did Hong Hua.

In the desert in the early morning, there is no strong wind or scorching sun, the sky is very clear, even the wind is not dry, with some moist water vapor.

Chen Bei walked all the way outside the Scorpion Tribe and walked all the way, admiring the different scenery.

A beetle was quietly lying on a high rock. Its shell was large and smooth, with some red and black markings on it.

When the wind with water vapor blows in the morning, some water droplets gradually condense on its hard shell, and the beetle licks the rare water drops on its hard shell with its long and curly mouthparts.

It licks until the sun comes out, and the wind gradually becomes dry. At this time, it has already drank a lot of dew, which can maintain the moisture it needs throughout the day.

This is how desert animals survive. Water and food are always the most important. Even a small beetle has its own way to get water.

After the sun came out, the beetle spread its wings, flew down from the rocks, and flew into the sparse desert vegetation between several rocks, where it could not only get shade, but also get some food.

Chen Bei has been staring at this beetle for a long time, until the beetle flew away, and then turned his eyes to other places.

Behind him, at some point, soldiers from the Mang tribe had already followed, and so did Honghua.

Red Flower asked: "Chief, what are you looking at here?"

"Watch a worm drink dew."

What's so good about insects drinking dew?Safflower finds it a little hard to understand, she doesn't like bugs, or in other words, no one from the tree tribe likes bugs.

Chen Bei said again: "It's hard to get to the desert, why don't we go hunting?"

Honghua looked around and said, "There are not even any plants here. Except for some spiders, scorpions, and various bugs, can there be prey?"

Chen Bei said: "Yes, it depends on whether we can find it. Let Xiaoyu come over and take us to hunt. The others will stay in the Scorpion Tribe so that they don't worry about us running away."

"Yes!"

Honghua took out the bone whistle, blew a few times, and immediately a huge flamingo flew over. This flamingo was Xiaoyu, Honghua's war pet.

Chen Bei sat on the back of the flamingo, and said to the soldiers: "We will be back at noon at the most, you wait in the scorpion tribe, be careful, stay with the flamingo, if any accident happens, ride immediately Flamingo run."

"Yes, don't worry, chief."

After giving orders to those soldiers, Chen Bei took his own weapons, sat on a flamingo with Hong Hua, soared into the sky, and flew to the west.

The flamingo's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for it to fly far away, and the scorpion tribe could no longer be seen.

"There is a valley ahead, go and have a look."

Chenbei's eyesight is very good, especially in the vast desert, this advantage is even more obvious.

The flamingo flew towards the valley, where there is a lot of vegetation, there should be some animals.

"Hey, what is that?"

When the flamingo approached the valley, Honghua found that there were more than a dozen tall beasts in the valley, eating grass and leaves slowly.

The shoulder height of this beast was nearly two meters, and its neck was very long. The most obvious thing was that there were two raised humps on its back. There was no such beast in either the Southern Wilderness or the Central Region.

"That's a camel, a wild camel."

Chen Bei was also very excited about this discovery. When he was in the Scorpion Tribe, he didn't see any artificially domesticated camels, so he always felt that there was something missing.

Unexpectedly, when I went hunting today, I accidentally discovered this animal known as the boat of the desert.

"Camel? Is it delicious?" Honghua's first reaction was whether this animal is good-looking or not. This is also the way tribal people evaluate animals.

"I haven't eaten either."

"Then let's grab one and roast it. It's so big, it must have a lot of meat." Honghua is eager to try this, since she is out hunting, she must consider eating a good meal.

Chen Bei would like to say that camels are not used for food, but for camels and traveling in the desert.

However, he didn't say this because... In fact, he was also curious about the taste of camel meat.

"Little fish, go ahead, grab a camel and roast it!"

"Wow!"

The huge flamingo immediately swooped down, opened its sharp claws, and grabbed a slower-moving camel in the camel herd.

When the camels saw such a big bird flying down, they panicked and ran away.

Their speed is not slow, but compared to the flying flamingo, it is far behind.

The flamingo was no smaller than a camel, and its claws directly penetrated the slowest camel without Chen Bei's shot at all.

……

More than half an hour later, a fire was set up in a cool place in the valley. A camel had been disassembled. The camel meat was covered with oil, salt, and some seasonings. It was pierced with wooden sticks and roasted on the fire.

"Zizzizi..."

The camel meat was roasted until it was golden and smelled fragrant. Chen Bei and Hong Hua began to eat it, and the flamingo also shared a large piece of meat and ate it raw.

Hong Hua said while eating: "The taste is very unique, unlike any animal meat I have eaten before."

Chen Bei also said: "It's really good."

The two ate and talked in the valley, and the wild wolf who had been staring at this side from a distance, wanting to eat some leftovers, was so greedy that he drools.

After he was full, Chen Bei took the remaining good camel meat with him, and prepared to take it back to the soldiers who were left behind in the Scorpion Tribe to taste it.

"Wow!"

The full-fledged flamingo flew even more powerfully. Even with Chenbei and Honghua, and a lot of camel meat, the speed was still not slow.

After they left, those hungry wolves rushed over immediately, gnawed on the skeleton with some meat left, and enjoyed this rare delicacy.

　Two in one big chapter.More than 500 words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)