wild trail

Chapter 239 Clothes and Hairstyle
After Wang Lang finished talking with Chi, he returned to the inner city once, and after knowing Qi Yan's identity, his opinion of Qi Yan changed greatly this time.

"Bark, have you treated our friends who came from afar well?" Wang Lang said to Bark.

"Hey, leader, don't you feel relieved when I do things?" Bark said with a smile.

"Dear leader, it's getting late, we have to return to the tribe." Qi Yan said to Wang Lang respectfully.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let the tree bark give you a ride. There are many wild beasts around here. If you are eaten by wild beasts, then this peace talk may come to an end."

Qi Yan said with a smile: "Don't worry, those who follow me are the bravest warriors of the tribe, and some wild beasts can still handle it."

"Since that's the case, if you take this plate, we'll send it away." Wang Lang said.

Qi Yan saluted Wang Lang, then turned around and followed the tree bark towards the takeaway.

After sending away the members of the Fire Tribe, Bark and Forest Fire returned.

"Lang, what news did that fellow Chi bring?" Lin Huo asked.

The corner of Wang Lang's mouth twitched and he said, "The Fire Tribe and the Flower Tribe are at war, that's why they are eager to seek peace with us."

"I see." The two said in unison.

"Then what shall we do!" Bark asked, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"What to do, of course do nothing, the tribe still has so many things to do, how can they have the time to fight." Wang Lang said.

"This is a great opportunity. The two tribes are fighting fiercely. Let's kill them right now." Bark said excitedly.

"War is not the only way. Don't think that I don't know what's going on in your head, isn't it just the woman from the Raging Fire Tribe who has been thinking about it?" Wang Lang looked at the bark with a half-smile.

Suddenly, Wang Lang uttered his true thoughts, and the bark blushed. Fortunately, it was darker, and there was no change.

"Hey, leader, it's not good if there are too many women. If you give birth to more cubs, our tribe will be bigger in the future." Bark laughed.

"Don't worry about this. If you want someone, you don't have to go to war. Just now, I have reached a deal with Qi Yan. One pottery plate can exchange a woman and two young children. Isn't this much easier than going to war to rob people? "Wang Lang said slowly.

The two immediately became interested when they heard the words, Lin Huo said: "Can such a plate be exchanged for a woman and two brats?"

Wang Lang nodded and said: "Don't think that our pottery is as simple as burning it with mud. It is only here that we want to make it so exquisite in our tribe. According to my idea, a plate can only exchange so many people. I still think it's missing." Wang Lang snorted coldly.

The two of them were immediately astonished. These things that can be seen everywhere on weekdays, they thought they were of little use other than as utensils, but they didn't expect to be so valuable.

"Boss, since our pottery is so useful, let's burn more and exchange all their women." Bark said excitedly.

"Do you think they are fools? They are saying that if there is too much of this thing, it will be useless. We just need to use it to exchange population." Wang Lang looked at the bark with contempt.

Although this decision to exchange population is said to be cheaper for Wang Lang, it can be said to have been a disaster for the scattered small tribes wandering around on the grassland. For a long time to come, the actions of the Raging Fire Tribe to capture slaves will become even crazier , This makes the wild people on the grassland panic all day long.

Another [-] catties of potatoes were added, and Wang Lang immediately had these potatoes disposed of. Only by planting them early can they be harvested as soon as possible.

Time flies, half a month later, all the hemp has been spun into hemp thread, and the first linen cloth with a length of four meters and a width of more than one meter has finally been made.

When Wang Lang received the cloth presented by the woman, he was very excited. He touched the rough cloth with trembling hands and couldn't control his excitement for a long time.

With the cloth, Wang Lang had to make a piece of clothing himself.

And what he wants to do is not the short-sleeved T-shirts worn by modern people, the Hanfu that has been handed down for thousands of years in China, and the hair tied on the right lapel, which truly belongs to the Chinese nation.

Wang Lang asked the women to grind a bone needle out of fishbone, and asked the smelting workers to make a pair of scissors.

After making all the tools, Wang Lang immediately transformed into a tailor.

Drawing the clothes he designed on the wooden board, Wang Lang carefully cut the incomparably precious cloth.

Because he is in a tropical area, Wang Lang did not make that kind of gown, but made bunts worn by the ancient working people. This kind of clothes is very convenient for both combat and work.

Since he started making clothes, Wang Lang can be said to stay at home. Watching the clothes take shape little by little, Wang Lang is full of energy.

A week later, the first piece of clothing was finally made in Wang Lang's hands.

This messy dress with rotten stitches was the most beautiful in the world in Wang Lang's eyes.

On this day, after finishing the clothes, Wang Lang couldn't wait to wear them on his body, and even found a twig to tie up his hair.

If there was a mirror, Wang Lang probably would have to smug in front of the mirror for a while.

Wearing the finished clothes, Wang Lang walked out of the tribe, and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Fan Xing looked at Wang Lang's clothes, her eyes could not move, and her eyes were full of envy.

"Lang, is this the clothes?" Fan Xing said with a trembling voice.

Wang Lang nodded heavily. Although he didn't have any fuel, the color of his clothes was also the beige color of linen. Compared to other people who only wore a grass skirt, this was something that only gods could enjoy.

Seeing more and more clansmen encircling him, Wang Lang said loudly: "This is the clothes made of hemp thread. In my dream, the gods dressed like this and wore this hairstyle. All these are the guidance of the gods."

After Wang Lang finished speaking, the clansmen knelt on the ground and worshiped the sky continuously, the scene looked weird and spectacular.

From this day on, people understand what is gorgeous clothes and what is shame.

What Wang Lang is most concerned about is that from the day when clothes were born, he is finally going to start tribal reforms. With cloth as an equivalent, the plan to promote the formation of private ownership is also on the agenda.

The production of cloth is slow, so it is impossible to immediately turn the tribe into a tribe with the beauty of clothing. If you want to have clothes, you can only exchange them with something of equivalent value.

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