The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 406 Are you the protagonist?

In the fourth month of summer, the hot weather is coming to an end. It is still hot during the day, but it has become cooler in the morning and evening.

Shanluo led an exploration team composed of more than 100 mountain-crossing tribe fighters to drill in the deep mountains and old forests.

There was a deep cave in the ground, and a man wearing armor came out of the cave, and after a while, a man also came out of it.

"There is nothing good in the ground, except for the soil, which is just ordinary rocks."

The mountain snails were a little disappointed. Since the establishment of the exploration team, they have drilled holes in many places. Unfortunately, they have not found anything as good as crystal agate.

"Go on to the next place."

The mountain snails were not discouraged either. After all, finding treasures is a matter of luck. It is normal to find them after a while.

At this time, they were already two days away from the Mang tribe.

It doesn't matter to the warriors of the Chuanshan tribe, they can sleep wherever they are, just dig a hole.

It is safe and convenient.

Shanluo said: "Look for another day, if you still don't get anything, then go back."

The warriors of the Chuanshan tribe had no objections.

The group set off again. They rode huge pangolins and usually walked on the ground. If they encountered danger, these giant pangolins would immediately dig a hole and escape.

They dig holes very fast, they are covered with thick scales, and they are cautious. Ordinary predators really can't do anything about them.

On this day, they found a few more mountains and drilled some exploration holes, but the harvest was not very great, only a few pieces of high-quality stone were found.

In the evening they camped beside a stream.

"It's really hard to find something of value underground."

The mountain snails walked depressingly by the creek, the stream was gurgling, and there were a lot of sand and gravel in the shallow water at the edge.

The rest of the exploration team have already started to light a fire and eat meat. They don't carry a lot of dry food with them. The source of food is mainly hunting and gathering.

Now that autumn is approaching, the prey is fat and strong, and many wild fruits in the forest are also ripe. It is not difficult to just fill your stomach.

"There's a big fish."

Shan Luo saw a big black fish in the stream, and immediately picked up the spear on his body, intending to grill the harpoon and eat it.

"Whoosh!"

However, when he raised his spear, the big black fish seemed to sense the danger, and swam away with a swish. The speed was so fast that the mountain snail didn't even have time to stab it with the spear.

"A good big fish, just ran away like this."

Shan Luo was even more depressed. He felt that it was too difficult to come out this time.

Not only did not find many valuable things, but finally saw a big fish and let it run away.

The mountain snail kicked the half-buried stone on the edge of the creek into the creek with a venting kick, making a "dong" sound and splashing a lot of water.

"Hey, what is this?"

Suddenly, the mountain snail found a corner of a golden "stone" protruding beside the original pit of the big stone, which was golden and very beautiful.

The mountain snail bent down, scraped away the sand, and picked up the golden "stone". It was about the size of a fist, and it was heavy in the hand, much heavier than other stones.

"It's so beautiful, it looks familiar."

Shan Luo suddenly thought of something, so he took out a bronze coin from his pocket.

After a long time of rubbing, the bronze coin became golden, very similar to the stone picked up by the mountain snail.

"Could it be that this is the raw material for casting bronze coins?"

The mountain snail became excited. Bronze is an extremely expensive thing in the Mang tribe. If this stone is the raw material for casting bronze coins, then the value will be great.

The mountain snails were looking excitedly by the creek. If they could find a few more yuan, or even find a lot of them, it would be considered a profit if they came out this trip.

"Another piece, but why is it so small?"

The mountain snail picked up a thumb-sized golden "stone" and was very dissatisfied because it was too small.

"Everyone come and join me in finding this golden stone."

The mountain snail greeted, and the warriors of the Chuanshan tribe came over immediately. They first looked at the golden "stone" in the mountain snail's hand that was shining in the sun, and then excitedly searched for it by the stream with the mountain snail.

As the saying goes, more people are more powerful, and soon, the warriors of the Chuanshan tribe found some golden "stones" that were the same as those in the hands of the mountain snails.

It's just that these golden "stones" are not as big as the first one picked by the mountain snail.

The golden "stones" they picked up were only as big as a finger, and some were even as big as soybeans, and they didn't add up much.

At this time, it was already dark.

"Forget it, let's look for it tomorrow."

The mountain snail reluctantly left the creek and came to the camp where the fire had already been lit.

Those golden "stones" were all packed in bags by the mountain snails, and only half of the bags were filled.

Silent all night.

The next day, Shan Luo took people to look for this and that golden stone again. Unfortunately, the golden "stone" found this time was much less than yesterday.

In desperation, Shan Luo could only mark the vicinity here, and then led the exploration team on the way home.

Three days later, the mountain snail returned to the Mang tribe, and brought all the harvested stones to Chenbei for appraisal.

"These pieces are high-quality stones, not bad."

When Chen Bei was brought back by the exploration team, his face was not surprised, but he was not disappointed either.

The mountain snail opened a separate animal skin bag again, and said, "Boss, do you think this is the raw material for our bronze wares and bronze coins? I picked it up by the stream."

Chen Bei glanced into the animal skin bag, and immediately couldn't move his eyes away.

"This is... this is..."

Chen Bei was speechless, because this last surprise was a bit big for him.

Looking at Chen Bei's expression, Shan Luo knew that these golden "stones" should be valuable, and felt a little relieved.

He was really afraid that Chen Bei would say that these stones were worthless, so this trip would be a failure.

Shan Luo looked at Chen Bei holding the largest golden "stone" over and over again, and even bit it with his teeth, leaving two rows of deep tooth marks on the golden "stone".

In the end, flames burst out from Chenbei's palm, and the temperature gradually increased. The "golden" stone was gradually melted, but its color remained unchanged, and no impurities were released.

The mountain snail couldn't help asking: "Boss, is this the ore we use to make bronzes?"

Chen Bei shook his head and said, "No."

"what?"

The mountain snail was a little at a loss. Could it be that this golden stone is useless?Then why did the leader check so carefully?Biting and burning.

Chen Bei continued: "Although it is not an ore for making bronze wares, its value is higher than bronze wares!"

Chen Bei looked at the snail, and said with a complicated expression: "Sometimes, I really doubt that you are the protagonist."

"What is the protagonist?" Shan Luo was a little confused, he had never heard of the word the leader said.

"It's someone who is very lucky." Chen Bei explained casually.

Chen Bei held up the molten and condensed golden stone and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be gold."

At this moment, Chen Bei felt infinitely emotional, this is gold, so easily picked up by the mountain snail, this person's luck can no longer be described as "good".

(End of this chapter)