Travel through the ancient forest system

Chapter 112 Scratch
"I think, say half and keep half."

"Huh? How do you say that?" Wu Yu was puzzled.

"Bring some wheat, rice and sweet potatoes over in October, and show them these three kinds of real products.

Anyway, because of constraints, they cannot collect in our area.You can’t tell them about the deeper processing methods, after all, this is the skill of our tribe. "

"Just these three? What about the others?"

"These three are enough for them to toss, and they are also the main food."

Wu Hao felt that being able to tell them these three kinds was already very generous, after all which tribe doesn't have its own secrets.

"Yeah, that's fine." Wu Yu thought for a while and felt that this was the reason.

Just when Wu Yu thought it was time to end the conversation, Wu Hao spoke again, "One more thing, when Lei Ting said at the trade fair that we would no longer exchange bamboo products, many tribes were very disappointed and repeatedly asked why."

"Then how did Uncle Lei Ting answer?"

"He just said that bamboo products are too laborious, and our tribe doesn't have enough manpower."

"So they gave up?" Wu Yu didn't believe it.

"Of course not, and then they said that our tribe can just make bamboo baskets. It seems that our bamboo products have a great influence on them, especially bamboo baskets." Wu Hao was a little proud when he said this.

"Bamboo baskets? Daddy, why don't we pass on the method of weaving bamboo baskets. Anyway, we don't have to rely on it to exchange things, and it can increase the reputation of our tribe." The more Wu Yu thought about it, the more he felt that this method was good.

"Huh? It seems to be possible. Anyway, someone has imitated it now. Then I will go to Lei Ting to discuss these two things." After speaking, Wu Hao went out immediately, without even having time to drink his saliva.

Seeing that Father Hao was in such a hurry, Wu Yu felt helpless, and the next trade fair was still far away.

As soon as June arrives, the Zhulin tribe gradually gets busy again. After harvesting the wheat, they will continue to harvest the first season of rice.

Fortunately, Wu Hao arranged for people to take turns to rest, otherwise everyone would be exhausted.

After the second season of rice was planted at the end of July, everyone finally had a two-month rest.

But the weather is really hot, Wu Yu really misses the iced drinks from his previous life, even a simple piece of ice will do.

It would be great if we could store ice from winter until summer, but there is no ice cellar now.

After thinking about it, Wu Yu suddenly realized that he still had a treasure that he hadn't used much.

That's right, space!
A place with a size of only three cubic meters and no flow of time. Therefore, what is put in is what it is, and what it is when it is taken out.

Wu Yu thought it might be able to preserve ice cubes, but he couldn't try it now, and had to wait until winter.

The days passed slowly until August.

On this day, Fang Bing came to Wu Hao anxiously, "Ah Hao, it's not good, someone was injured!"

"What's going on? Who was injured?" Wu Hao hurriedly asked when he heard that something had happened, with a serious expression on his face.

When Wu Yu heard that someone was injured, he listened carefully.

"It's Xiao Song from the third hunting team. He was scratched by a cheetah and left a lot of blood."

"What about others?"

"It has already been sent to Feng Lao by Zhao Xian." Fang Bing also happened to be not far from the exit to know the news so quickly.

"Do you know the specific situation?" Wu Hao asked as he walked out.

"The situation was urgent and I didn't have time to ask."

The two of them got farther and farther away from Wu Yu, and they couldn't hear it anymore.

After thinking about it, Wu Yu followed behind.

Before I arrived at Feng's hometown, I saw many people standing outside from a distance, but I didn't see Wu Hao, so I must have gone in.

(End of this chapter)