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- Chapter 16 I am Xuanyuan, son of the Xiong family
When Yun Chuan was awakened by the morning dew, the market finally became quiet.
Very peaceful!
Only a thin layer of cold mist floated in the air, and the bonfire that was still burning ragingly last night was half dead at this time, emitting a little bit of residual green smoke.
Those women who didn't wear any clothes at first have escaped from the entanglement of the men, and lie huddled together in the firewood ashes who don't know if there is any warmth at all, and the buttocks with the most fat are always exposed outside.
It stands to reason that such a scene would make a man's blood rush, and Yun Chuan just let out a long sigh after seeing it.
He suddenly remembered what he had heard from the old masters of the geological team many years ago. When they walked into the pastoral area, they would sometimes encounter white tents, and there were girls from shepherds¡¯ families in every white tent.
Passers-by who enter this white tent will be taken care of by the Shepherdess, including a spring breeze at night.
If you like this girl, you can stay for two more days. If you don't like it, just leave.
It doesn't matter who owes whom, the only thing the shepherdess needs is a child
The purpose of the mother replacing these girls is to reproduce offspring, so that more people in the tribe will use her. As for who the children belong to, it doesn't matter, as long as they are healthy.
When the sun came out, the mist dispersed.
Mother also came back, with the tired look on her face after last night's joy.
The task of multiplying the population for the tribe does not only belong to those girls, it also applies to her.
Today, more tribes will come to this fair.
Before noon, there were already thousands of people in the market that originally only had a few hundred people.
The tribe that arrived at this time was richer than the tribe that arrived first. At least, Yunchuan saw seven or eight bison, as well as some donkeys and horses.
There were even more dogs, barking so loudly that the little wild wolf had to stay under the bison's belly and dare not leave easily.
This time, Yunchuan saw bronze wares, and the most expensive one was a bronze tripod, that is, a bronze pot.
This thing should not be produced by the tribe itself, it may only come from robbery.
There are no patterns on this bronze tripod, let alone any characters. It is two feet high and not thick at all. The outer skin has a thick layer of carbon ash. It seems that it was used as a pot by a certain tribe.
Yun Chuan wanted to change, but after asking the price, he left. He didn't know what happened, these people always kept their eyes on Yun Chuan's Maverick.
He admitted that the calf was well fattened by the fat and fat he raised, and he was also very obedient. It was by no means comparable to the skinny bison brought by those tribes.
But even if this is the case, what is going on with a broken copper pot full of air bubbles?
The only thing the Yunchuan tribe lacks is linen, which is not produced by the hill tribes, and all the linen comes from the plain tribes.
The hill tribes with sackcloth are generally adjacent to the plain tribes.
The tribe that sells bronze tripods is very different from the people of other hill tribes.
Yun Chuan, who was riding on the back of a bison, stood out very eye-catching among the wild crowd. Not counting the fat and strong bison under his crotch, his luxurious attire alone was enough to make other savages stand in awe.
Now, he has an opponent.
The attire of the young man standing behind the bronze tripod was no worse than that of Yun Chuan's, and his leather clothes were even worse than that.
The only difference is that this boy is wearing a fox hat on his head, but there are no shoes on his feet. The hat should be made of the fur of a whole fox. The fox's fluffy tail hangs behind his head and is swayed by the wind. Put it away, very angry.
Yun Chuan didn't wear a hat. He originally had a bamboo rat skin hat, but he thought it was water-absorbing, so he gave it to his mother.
Facing this boy, Yun Chuan is not without advantages, he has a pair of warm leather boots!
Therefore, Yun Chuan focused his attention on this extremely beautiful fox fur hat, while the boy's attention was all on the leather boots on Yun Chuan's feet.
"I am Xuanyuan, the son of the Xiong family in Pingyuan!"
Yun Chuan understood this sentence, because what he said was the pure words of the hilly savage tribe.
"I am Yunchuan, the son of the Qiuling Yunchuan family!" Yunchuan said naturally.
Xuanyuan stepped over the crude bronze tripod and came to Yunchuan who was riding a bull, and said aggressively: "Do the tribes in your family have a lot of food?"
Yun Chuan suppressed the horror in his heart and said expressionlessly: "In your tribeImmediately gathered the clansmen, took all the goods that could be brought, and left without saying a word.
Yun Chuan didn't leave right away, he felt that he should attract the attention of the Xuanyuan tribe, and cover his mother and the others to cross the Tiansheng Bridge quickly.
He didn't think Xuanyuan would give himself a lot of time.
More than 80 people left, which had little impact on a market with more than a thousand people. In addition, Yunchuan was riding a bison and was still wandering around with Abu. When the mother and his party left, basically no one was there. Notice.
However, this trick of concealment will not cause any obstacles to those who are interested.
The burly man who sold Yunchuan a wolf skin came over and said to Yunchuan, "I'm leaving now? Xuanyuan has better goods coming soon."
Yun Chuan looked at this seemingly simple and honest man and asked, "Who are you?"
The man smiled and said, "I am Fenghou!"
Yun Chuan turned around and saw that his mother and his party had already boarded the Tiansheng Bridge, so he didn't say a word to the legendary Huangdi's most loyal lackey, and let the ignorant Queen Abu rush towards the Tiansheng Bridge on a bison.
Fenghou was not very good at managing his expressions, his disappointment was beyond words, and he called Yunchuan to stay for the night before leaving.
Yun Chuan naturally ignored his deceitful mouth, the more he shouted, the faster Yun Chuan ran.
And before he left, Abu was asked to shout with the loudest voice.
"The Kuafu people are here!"
Yun Chuan firmly believes that if he is the first thief of this era, Xuanyuan is definitely the biggest liar and robber of this era!
Not to mention anything else, just because he lied to Xing Tian and chopped off his head when he was not prepared, there is no way to clear him up.
Yun Chuan doesn't think he is very smart, and now, it is too dangerous to deal with this so-called ancestor of human wisdom.
The buffalo ran fast, the little wolf ran fast, and Abu seemed to run even faster. By the time Feng Hou thought about chasing them, they had already run a long way.
Even if he wanted to chase him, he couldn't care about it at this moment. The wild people in the market had already become a mess when they heard someone shouting, "The Kuafu people are coming!" They ran around like headless flies. , bumping around.
Kuafu cannibalism is the deepest fear in the hearts of wild people.
Feng Hou didn't know where to pull out a thick wooden stick, and slammed it heavily on the head of a savage who passed by him, smashing his head to pieces with one stick, and then raised the blood-stained stick and shouted: : "Don't run!" </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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