The Growth Record of a Primitive Civilization

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Chapter 405 Because I am the Son of Heaven (Please vote and subscribe)

Chapter 405 Because I am the Son of Heaven (Please vote and subscribe)

"Chief Han, I am Qiu, the leader of the Sang tribe." The middle-aged woman in the lead said in Chinese with a strange voice. She must have just learned it not long ago.

"Well, I heard that your tribe is good at raising a kind of insect that makes cotton balls. Have you brought this insect here? Can you show it to me?" Luo Chong asked

straight to the point. After hearing what Luo Chong said, Sang Qiu was obviously stunned for a moment. I don’t know if it was because he didn’t understand or because he felt that Luo Chong was too direct. He got straight to the point right away.

At this time, a young woman standing behind her whispered a few words in her ear. Luo Chong couldn’t understand what she said. It sounded like the dialect of their own tribe. She must be translating for her.

However, the big tree standing next to Luo Chong also came over and whispered a few words.

"Chief, the one who was talking to her was translating. That woman came to work here a long time ago, and then went back to bring back their leader. It seems that their leader has not been here for long."

"Yeah." Luo Chong nodded in understanding. So that's what happened, but this is normal. Most tribes would do the same thing by sending out unimportant people to explore the way.

"Chief Han, don't you mind letting us continue to raise insects?!" This time it was Sancho who spoke first, but he didn't use Chinese, but their unique dialect. However, there was also the young woman who was translating in Chinese at the same time, which solved the communication problem.

"Haha, it's hard to say whether you mind or not, unless you can let me see the kind of insects with my own eyes, but I think it's not a big problem, as long as they are not harmful insects."

Luo Chong said this, but he was thinking in his heart, if raising silkworms is okay, as long as you don't suddenly take out an eight-legged spider that can make a web, then we can talk about anything.

Sancho was very happy to hear what Luo Chong said. It seemed that this Han leader did not reject the beliefs and lifestyles of foreigners. Well, this should be a leader with a broad mind and a big heart. No wonder it was rumored that he could lead so many tribes.

"Of course, our cloud worms are outside. You can bring them in for the leader to check. This kind of worm is very good and will not harm people. They only eat leaves and can be eaten by people. They are not poisonous." Sancho said happily, and then asked the other two women to go to the yard to get things.

Half a minute later, two rattan boxes made of golden vines were placed on the table next to Luo Chong.

"Uh-why don't they move?"

Seeing more than 20 fat white worms in the box, Luo Chong finally put his mind at ease. It was indeed a mulberry silkworm, with a round body, the length of a little finger, and a white body with some spots. It was basically the same as the mulberry silkworms he saw in his previous life, but at this time these silkworms were lying there motionless, looking like they were dead.

"Chief, this is what I brought when I came here. They are sleeping. When they wake up, they will shed their skin like snakes. Each time they shed their skin, they will grow a little bigger. But these few will not survive. There are no leaves for them to eat here. When they wake up, they will starve to death." Sangqiu introduced Luo Chong.

"Oh, you just said that they are not poisonous and will not harm people, right?" Luo Chong asked again.

"Of course, I caught these insects directly with my hands. They don't bite people at all. They only eat leaves and can be eaten by people. If you don't believe me, just take off the head and you can eat it directly."

The middle-aged woman named Sangqiu took out a fat white insect from the rattan box, bit off the head of the insect with her front teeth and spit it out, then put the whole thing into her mouth and chewed it. In an instant, the pulp of the insect exploded between Sangqiu's teeth, and the big tree swallowed saliva, not knowing whether it was scared or greedy.

Luo Chong: MMP, you can eat it just by taking off the head, what about the second half of the sentence? Crunchy, chicken-flavored, and with eight times the protein of beef, honestly, are you from another time? Have you ever watched a show called Wilderness Survival?

Luo Chong complained wildly in his heart. The scene in front of him looked like Bell eating insects. Even the words he said were so similar. If he was not very sure that the woman in front of him was an authentic aboriginal primitive person, he might have exchanged secret signals with her. Wait, how about giving it a try?

"Cough, odd changes but not even?"

"What?" Sancho just swallowed the insect in his mouth, and then he and the people in the room looked at Luo Chong in confusion, not understanding what nonsense he had just said.

"Cough, it's nothing. I can promise to let you continue to raise this kind of insect after joining the Han tribe, and if you raise it very well, I also hope that you can teach the entire Han tribe to raise this kind of insect. Do you think it's okay?"

Luo Chong's secret signal did not get a response. He was embarrassed to death, but on the surface he was as steady as an old dog and continued to negotiate with the other party about raising silkworms.

"Is this true?! Chief, do you agree that we can continue to raise cloud insects? Do you also want us to teach the entire Han tribe to raise cloud insects?" For a moment, the four women and the big tree in the room looked at Luo Chong in shock again.

"Chief, we..." Da Shu was about to speak when Luo Chong interrupted him.

"Well, I agree that you can continue to raise insects. In fact, I know this kind of insect. Its name in Chinese should be pronounced 'can'. And there is more than one species of silkworm. There are also some other colors. For example, the chestnut silkworm that likes to eat chestnut leaves is green all over, with yellow spots on its body and many short protruding thorns on its skin. It looks no different from a caterpillar.

And this kind of silkworm is white all over, with smooth skin and no thorns, and likes to eat mulberry leaves. But no matter which species they are, they all follow one characteristic, that is, they do not sleep during the day or night. Stop eating, sleep after eating, wake up to shed skin and grow up, and then continue eating.

After four or five times of this, they will grow into mature bodies, and finally spin silk cocoons to wrap themselves up and become silkworm pupae. After waiting for three or four days, they will bite through the cocoon layer and get out of it, becoming a moth with wings, but these moths can't live for long. They will quickly form a pair and lay eggs, and then die immediately, waiting until the eggs of the next year hatch new silkworms again. Am I right? "

A group of people all widened their eyes and looked at Luo Chong who was talking in surprise.

"Han tribe leader, how do you know so clearly? This is something that not all tribesmen in our Sang tribe can know, but you are right, as if you created it yourself!" Sancho said with a sigh and shock.

Why did I make this thing? It looks disgusting. Besides, I am not the creator. However, it's time to show off again at this popular link.

Luo Chong complained in his heart, his face was straight, and he pretended to be serious.

"Because I am the Son of Heaven, there is really not much in this world that I don't know."

In an instant, Luo Chong harvested a room full of little stars.

Da Shu, Sancho, and the female translator: ω The leader is really amazing

(End of this chapter)