Farming in ancient times: Dressing up as a group of beasts to pamper Xiaojiaojiao

Chapter 119 Oh my god, this is Xiaomi!

Luo Qingqing thought in her heart, if Lily's words were unreliable, Xuan Mo's side could still stand up.

With a bitter face, Xuan Mo said in frustration, "Sister Qingqing, I did see it, but I really can't remember it."

"Xuan Mo, are you talking about the canyon above the small river?" Haohao sucked his snot, and gently tugged at Xuan Mo's animal skin skirt.

Doudou slid to Xuan Mo's side and added: "Xuan Mo, my beast mother said that there are ferocious beasts in that canyon, where are you going and what are you doing?"

At this time, Hu Xiaoyue, who had never spoken a word, looked terrified.

Looking straight at the children, the voice was mixed with ice: "There, even adult females are forbidden to enter, you little bastards, don't you want to die?"

Xuan Mo's small body trembled, and he shook his head, losing all energy.

Haohao and Doudou were the most straightforward, they slid away in fright, and got into the arms of their own beast mother, not even daring to reveal their faces.

Even their beast father and mother turned pale with fright.

Xuan Mo lowered his head, making amends for himself with the sound of a mosquito: "Last time I saw a humming beast cub, and after chasing it, it went into the runway. Where else did I find this?"

After finishing speaking, he dug out the animal skin bag on his waist, grabbed a handful of millet and handed it to Luo Qingqing: "Sister Qingqing, do you think this is edible?"

"Oh my god, this is Xiaomi! Xuan Mo, you are really my little lucky star." Luo Qingqing couldn't express the joy in her heart, and opened her arms to give Xuan Mo a big hug, regardless of whether the people around her were jealous or not. up.

Hu Xiaoyue frowned, and dragged the person back: "Qingqing, I've seen this before, it's not tasty, it hurts your teeth, and it's a throat."

At this time, Yunsu also interjected: "Qingqing, Xiaoyue is right, this thing is really not edible."

Luo Qingqing chuckled: "How did you eat it? Did you just put it in your mouth and chew it?"

When everyone heard this, they collectively laughed awkwardly.

Luo Qingqing looked at this group of lovely clansmen, and explained with a smile: "Things like millet are not only high in nutritional value, but also very hungry. But you can't eat it directly, you have to cook it before eating. In that case, not only will you not eat Throat, and people who don’t get a toothache.”

Hearing what she said, the clansmen are getting old.

"Qingqing said she can eat it, so she definitely can eat it."

"Yes, Qingqing never lied to us."

"That's right, Qingqing will never lead us into a pit."

"..."

Luo Qingqing was overjoyed with the soil for making pottery and the unexpected harvest of corn and millet.

She waved her little hand to get everyone busy, so that they could go over to see what happened after breakfast.

When she turned around, Hu Xiaoyue took her hand and walked towards the edge of the square.

Luo Qingqing patted his arm: "Yue, what are you doing, I still have a lot of work to do, hurry up and let go!"

"Qingqing, I have something to tell you, come with me." Hu Xiaoyue looked serious.

Before leaving, Hu Xiaoyue stood in the center of the square and said in a cold voice: "Dear clansmen, before the pottery is made, I hope that only people in the tribe know about it.

Once the news is leaked, the patriarch will definitely investigate, find out who spread it, and strangle it on the spot! "

After beating the clansman, Hu Xiaoyue winked at Cai Qi again, telling him to keep an eye on certain people, and if there is any trouble, hold them down first.

When pulling Luo Qingqing towards the edge of the square, Hu Xiaoyue glanced at the sky sullenly.

It seemed to be warning the person who arranged all this, no matter where Luo Qingqing came from, they were all his people, and no one could take her away.

Luo Qingqing noticed the disinfecting spirit on him, and subconsciously asked, "Yue, what's wrong with you?"

"Qingqing, thank you." Hu Xiaoyue suddenly said seriously.

Luo Qingqing was confused: "Yue, why did you say this?"

Hu Xiaoyue hugged her into her arms and rested her chin on her shoulder: "Qingqing, you don't know that pottery is only available in the most powerful clans, and even super tribes can only exchange a little with them.

Clans control this skill very strictly, let alone low-level tribes, and even super tribes can't learn anything from them. "

When Luo Qingqing heard this, her heart sank violently: "Yue, shouldn't I expose this matter?"

She only thought about doing everything she could do as soon as possible within the limited time.

Unexpectedly, pottery here is actually a product monopolized by the clan.

Hu Xiaoyue gently stroked Luo Qingqing's back, soothing her anxiety: "No problem, as long as the news is not leaked, it will not cause trouble to the tribe. Besides, if pottery can be made, our low-level tribes will not be afraid of it." Will be restrained by the clan."

He paused for a moment, and then continued: "In the tribe, there are actually pottery. Although the number is not large, it is not non-existent."

"There are pottery? Then why didn't I see it?" Luo Qingqing was shocked when she heard this.

Hu Xiaoyue curled her lips into a smile: "The clan suddenly visited a hundred years ago, and the people of the tribe were in panic. Grandma Wangyue took the initiative to hide the small amount of pottery in the tribe.

Too much time has passed, and those who were born later did not know the whereabouts of the pottery.

If I hadn't taken over as the patriarch, I wouldn't have known these secrets. "

Today, if Luo Qingqing hadn't mentioned this matter.

He still couldn't remember that there was such a light thing in the tribe.

Fortunately, most of the people who knew about the existence of pottery were native residents of the Tianhu tribe.

They hid the astonishment in their eyes, and after exchanging glances with each other, they understood each other.

Gradually, the clansmen looked at Luo Qingqing with piety and awe.

Before, they only recognized Luo Qingqing as the messenger of the beast god because she was able to find food; now, they recognized her identity from the bottom of their hearts and respected her from the bottom of their hearts.

Luo Qingqing's eyes sharpened, and he said affirmatively: "According to what you said, the clan has monopolized the method of making utensils, and also controls a large amount of food, right?"

Hu Xiaoyue tapped the tip of her nose, and her body was full of killing spirit: "Well, the low-level tribes are struggling with food and clothing, trying to find a chance of survival. The clan is high above, but it is like a bone-eating maggot, occupying All beneficial resources."

After listening to his words, Luo Qingqing connected all of these together: "If I understand correctly, the exchange meeting held by the clan every summer is just to plunder all the low-level tribes, the richest resources?"

"You are right. The Tianhu tribe is rooted in the Fengdu Grassland. Although it is barren in winter, it is extremely rich in supplies in summer. The closest clan to here is the Tianhu clan. If it were not for the Tongtian River, they would have I can't hold on anymore." Hu Xiaoyue said with a serious expression.

If it wasn't for the barrier of the Tongtian River, with the greed of the Tianhu clan, they would have stepped into the Fengdu grassland and plundered all the resources here, and they would have been reduced to slaves of the clan long ago.

Speaking of this, Luo Qingqing suddenly remembered one thing: "Yue, has the beast beads we brought back last time, Hu Qing, overcome the difficulties?"

(End of this chapter)