Chapter 115 The Girls' Needs (Please add to favorites and recommend)

In the lake in the valley, a faint blue light illuminates the entire lake, which is the blue light emitted by the white moss at the bottom of the lake. Under the rippling of six springs that keep gushing out, the water surface is covered with endless blue light waves.

Countless flowers in the valley also bloom with colorful fluorescence. On the tall white weeping willows, the white branches are more dazzling than during the day, like LED light strips dancing in the wind. A spring breeze blows, and the catkins with a faint pink fluorescence break out of the buds, like countless small lights rippling in the wind.

Even the butterflies that look only a little gorgeous during the day are dancing like fireflies at this time. The palm-sized butterfly wings are flashing with gorgeous patterns and spots of light, and the beauty is also accompanied by some strange enchantment.

On the lakeshore, all the boys and girls stood there, shocked by the dreamlike beauty. Even Luo Chong, who claimed to be well-informed, was no different. He wanted to say calmly as usual, "I have seen all kinds of scenes." But at this time, Luo Chong could only sigh, "I have never seen this scene."

The calmest ones were the old people who had come many times. In addition to feeling that the valley was beautiful, they had long lost the sense of surprise of their first visit. The leaders of each tribe shouted to their tribesmen, asking them not to run around and start preparing for the content of this year's spring meeting.

The form of the spring meeting is actually more like a market or a temple fair. Everyone put out the specialties of their tribes, and then the boys and girls shuttled between the stalls. When they were shopping, if they saw something their tribe needed, they could propose a deal.

If a girl sees a boy she likes, she can tie a strand of her long hair to the boy's weapon. If the boy agrees, he will take the gift to the leader of the other tribe to ask for marriage, and then he can take the girl away.

If a boy falls in love with a beautiful girl, he must catch a fluorescent butterfly in the valley and give it to her. If the girl accepts, the boy must take the gift to the leader of the other team to ask for marriage.

If two teenagers fall in love with a girl at the same time, they must fight for the right to choose a spouse. Both sides cannot use weapons. As long as no one dies or is seriously injured, the final winner can take the girl away. In fact, it is more like wrestling.

The leaders of each tribe introduced the rules to their tribesmen, but Luo Chong was the only one who looked confused. In the end, it was the tribe's Shang who taught the rules of the spring meeting, which made Luo Chong, the leader, a little embarrassed.

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Luo Chong pretended to cough to cover up his embarrassment and shouted to his tribesmen: "Why are you all standing there? Go catch butterflies quickly, or the girls will be picked up soon."

"Chief, chief, why don't we pick the girls first? Why do we have to catch butterflies first?" A boy from the Han tribe asked shyly.

"You are stupid. If you like a girl, it's useless to confess your love to her without butterflies. You still have to catch butterflies. Hurry up and do it." Luo Chong shouted.

"Oh, oh, yes, brothers, let's go catch butterflies, but how do we catch them? I've only hunted wild boars."

"Hahaha, catch them with your hands. What else can you catch them with? Catching butterflies is different from hunting."

40 teenagers ran to catch butterflies, and other tribes were not idle either. Some started to wander around, some flirted with the girls, and some started to trade. But Luo Chong was cooking.

Yesterday's moa meat was not finished yet. Luo Chong cut the meat into small pieces, stuck it into skewers with branches, and roasted it directly. While turning it over the fire, he sprinkled salt and chili powder. Although it was still lacking cumin, the taste was much better than nothing.

Shitou also caught a few fish in the shallow water by the lake. The fish had silvery white skin and no scales. The body was narrow and long, like the knife fish on Earth.

After killing the fish, Yu Mao set up a stone slab next to Luo Chong, lit a fire underneath, and smeared some lard on the stone slab to fry the fish.

Shou Ya also built two stoves with stones nearby and stewed two pots of fish soup with lake water.

For a while, the aroma of barbecue, the sizzling sound of frying fish on the stone slab, and the bubbling steam of the fish soup, which was as white as milk, attracted the hearing, smell, and vision of the girls around.

Many young men and women from the tribe stopped to watch the Han tribe's novel way of eating and the special dress of the Han tribe. Their men all tied their hair and wore golden decorations on their hair. Some people also looked at the Han tribe's goods with curiosity.

The young men of the Han tribe were catching butterflies among the flowers when suddenly one of them said, "Brothers, something seems to be wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"It seems we don't need to catch butterflies anymore. Look, the girls have all run to our tribe."

"Huh? Really? Let's go, go back quickly, brothers, go back, the girls have come to your door."

Just like that, a group of energetic young men came back shouting and yelling. Some caught butterflies, and some came back empty-handed.

The Han tribe had indeed gathered a circle of girls. In fact, it was not only the food of the Han tribe that attracted them.

Beside the stall of the Han tribe, the ox cart that looked like a small house was attractive enough. There were also more than a dozen deer and cows tied to the willow trees around. Some girls ran over here when their leader just said to disband.

The deer and cows tied with ropes meant that they were private property. No one would come to "hunt" them. If they did that, it would mean war. Moreover, since they could raise so many living things and not eat them, it meant that they were not short of food at all. Such tribes must be very powerful, and ordinary tribes would not dare to offend them easily.

The girls thought much more simply. In their eyes, deer and cows were food. Although they were still being raised, they were also a kind of food reserve. This alone was enough to make them excited. Who would not want to marry into a tribe with sufficient food?

With food, they won't have to starve if they marry there. With food, their children won't be abandoned easily. With food, they won't lack animal skins to keep warm in winter. Isn't this the kind of life they want?

Their needs are actually very simple: to live, to survive, and to live better. That's all.

The girls stood in twos and threes, looking at the boys from the Han tribe who had just returned from catching butterflies. They looked at their looks and whether they were strong enough. Some brave girls came over and touched the bronze spears in the boys' hands.

Sharp weapons symbolize the boys' hunting ability, and also determine whether they can have enough food in the future and whether the men can protect themselves.

A girl from the Fork tribe went over to look at the boy from the Han tribe, and finally stood beside Big Mouth, stroked Big Mouth's bronze spear, and then twisted a strand of her long hair and scratched it on the sharp blade of the bronze spear. The hair was cut off instantly. The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she tied a knot around the bronze spear with a smile on her face.

Dazui stood there and chuckled. His friends pushed him from behind. Dazui stumbled forward and hugged the girl, then froze with a red face.

The girl was not shy either. She kissed Dazui on the cheek, then broke free from his arms and ran back to her tribe's stall.

"Why are you standing there? Go and propose marriage." Ermao urged, looking more anxious than Dazui himself.

"Oh, oh, propose marriage, but I don't know what gift to bring?" Dazui came back to his senses from the kiss, and suddenly realized that he had not prepared any gifts at all.

"Go ask the leader, let the leader think of a way, the leader has a lot of ideas."

"Oh, yes, find the leader, leader, I, hehe, what gift should I bring to propose marriage."

Dazui ran to Luo Chong's side as he spoke, shook the copper spear tied with a strand of hair, and asked embarrassedly.

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