Chapter 201 Welcome to join the Vine Tribe

"It's so cold, drink some hot soup first to warm your body."

Jiang Xuan took out a ceramic bowl and scooped a large bowl of broth with a lot of meat in it for Lan, the boy, and Fengcao.

Lan was very alert. She stared at the broth, and although she wanted to drink it, she didn't go to get it.

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not poisonous. If I want to kill you, I won't use such means."

Fengcao picked up her broth and said, "That's right, our leader is a powerful five-color warrior."

“Huff…”

Fengcao blew on the boiling broth and then drank it.

Lan looked at Jiang Xuan, then at Fengcao who was drinking soup, and felt that they were right. It really didn't need to be so troublesome for Jiang Xuan to kill them.

Lan picked up a bowl of broth from the table, blew on it, then handed it to her son and asked him to drink it slowly.

The child was also pitiful. He often went hungry with Lan and was very thin. At this time, a bowl of meat soup was no less than delicacies from land and sea for him.

He held the bowl and drank in small sips, obviously afraid that if he drank too quickly, it would be gone.

Lan felt very distressed when she saw this, and at the same time became more determined to let her son live a good life.

She also picked up a bowl of broth, but only drank the broth and poured the meat into the boy's bowl so that he could eat more.

Jiang Xuan looked at this scene and felt a little uncomfortable.

He knew very well that Fengcao was using this child to ensure Lan's loyalty, and this method was not very honorable.

But the nature of the thorn vine is not very glorious, and Fengcao had no choice but to do this.

After Lan put down the bowl, Jiang Xuan said, "Do you understand the situation of the thorn vine?"

Lan nodded: "As long as my son can stay in the Teng tribe and not be bullied, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Don't worry, he will definitely not starve, freeze, or be bullied in our Teng tribe."

Jiang Xuan paused, then said, "You can come back to see him later, Fengcao can bring you in."

Lan's face lit up with joy, and he said sincerely, "Thank you, Chief."

"No need to thank me. Thorn Vine has a special status, so I can't give you many benefits openly. But if you need anything, the tribe will try its best to satisfy you."

"At the same time, I hope you remember that everyone in the Thorn Vine is also a member of the Vine Tribe. Maybe others don't know it, but the Vine God, the witch, and I all recognize your identities."

"Can I also become a member of the Teng tribe?" Lan asked in disbelief.

"Of course, except that you can't live in the tribe, your treatment is the same as that of the members of the Teng tribe, or even better."

“That’s great, that’s great…”

Lan's eyes were filled with tears of excitement. People without a tribe were like wandering ghosts, with no one to rely on, no faith, and no one caring about their life or death.

With Tribes, all that changes.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find the witch." Jiang Xuan stood up.

"What do you want to see a witch for?" Lan asked puzzledly.

"Of course, we will hold a ceremony for you to join the Vine Tribe. Every member of the Thorn Vine who is recruited from outside will have a ceremony."

Jiang Xuan lit a torch, opened the door, and walked outside, saying, "Follow me."

Fengcao also took a torch, lit it, and pushed Lan and the boy outside.

After a while, the five people braved the wind and snow and walked into Chishao's house.

Chishao had received the news long ago. She took out the prepared animal hair brush and paint and stood in front of Lan and the boy.

"From today on, you are members of the Teng Tribe. You must believe in the Teng God and be loyal to the tribe..."

After Chishao finished reading a long paragraph, he picked up a hair brush and began to draw the totem pattern of the Teng tribe on Lan and the boy's faces.

After drawing the totem pattern, it means that they are officially accepted by the Teng tribe.

Lan and the boy were so excited that they couldn't speak. They didn't even dare to touch their faces for fear of ruining the pattern.

Jiang Xuan said with a smile on his face: "Welcome to join the Teng Tribe."

"Thank you, Chief, thank you, Wu..."

Lan hugged her son and kept thanking him. At this moment, her mood could not be described in words.

"Don't thank me yet. Although you have joined the Vine Tribe, I have said before that the Thorn Vine has a special status, so the child can stay in the tribe. I will have someone take good care of him."

"But, Lan, you have to go back to the cabin outside the tribe. You will still be a tourist in the future. But don't worry, the tribe will secretly send you food and warm fur clothes."

Lan nodded. These things had been agreed upon in advance and she had no objection.

Afterwards, Jiang Xuan sent the boy to the breeding team overnight and told Da Jiao to take good care of him and not let others bully him.

The work at the breeding team is relatively easier, and with Jiang Xuan's instructions, Da Jiao will definitely take good care of the boy.

Lan watched her son being settled down with her own eyes. Before leaving, she choked up and told her son to be obedient in the tribe and take good care of himself.

Afterwards, she hardened her heart and, regardless of the child's cries, resolutely followed Jiang Xuan to leave the East Coast breeding area. Then, under Fengcao's escort, she left the Teng Tribe and returned to the dilapidated wooden house outside the vine wall.

Fengcao left some food, ordinary animal skin clothes, a bone spear and two stone knives, then left the cabin.

“Huff, huff, huff…”

The cold wind was howling outside. Lan dug away the ashes in the fire pit, revealing the still smoldering fire inside, and then re-lit the fire pit.

“Crackle, crackle…”

The fire burned again, bringing a little warmth to the dilapidated cabin. Coupled with the thick animal skins and food left by Fengcao, Lan had a much better time this winter.

However, she used to have her son to accompany her, but now she is the only one left in the wooden house. Although she does not have to worry about food and warmth, loneliness is unavoidable.

Lan picked up a piece of charcoal and began to draw the totem pattern of the Teng tribe on the ground over and over again according to her memory.

From now on, the vine god is her belief. Learning to draw totem patterns is a must and also a way to fight loneliness and fear.

…

As time passed, the winter became colder and colder, the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker, and the tribesmen hardly left their homes.

This winter, cold, hunger and disease have claimed many lives.

In the forests everywhere, tourists with little food stored died one after another, and even some small tribes were not much better off.

Only a few tribes, such as the Vine Tribe, the Frog Tribe, and the Mountain Turtle Tribe, had a slightly better life because they defeated the Raptor Tribe and obtained a large amount of resources.

After the ice froze the Feiyu River, the Teng tribe conducted a winter fishing trip and harvested a lot of fish.

However, it was only this time. When the Teng tribe was not short of food, Jiang Xuan did not want to overfish, lest the fish in the Feiyu River become fewer and fewer.

It is worth mentioning that even in the cold winter, several workshops of the Teng tribe did not stop working, and even added some manpower to work.

Because after the beginning of spring, the trading area will enter its peak season, and a large amount of goods will be needed for trading.

Peaceful days always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the cold winter that brought great suffering to most of the tribesmen was over.

The thick clouds in the sky dissipated, the sun shone on the earth again, and the ice and snow began to melt.

The sixth year of the establishment of the Vine Tribe has begun.

“Tick-tick…”

Jiang Xuan sat under the eaves, listening to the dripping sound of melting snow, and carved the first line of words on a new bamboo slip: The sixth year of Tengbu Village, the first day of the first month, sunny.

After carving, he put away the bamboo slips, looked at the sunlight outside, and said with emotion: "In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed!"

When time is actually passing by, there is no special feeling. Sometimes it even feels like it passes too slowly.

But when you really look back one day, you will find that it was actually incredibly fast, you just didn't pay attention to it.

The ice and snow melted for three days. During the melting weather, the members of the Teng tribe still stayed in the tribe and basically did not leave the vicinity of the house.

The forest is very dangerous when the snow melts. The ice on the trees can fall at any time, and even branches may fall off.

Every year, a few unlucky people are injured or even killed by ice and branches falling from trees.

Three days later, under the scorching sun, most of the ice and snow on the trees and roofs melted, leaving only some ice blocks in places where the sun could not reach.

“Clatter…”

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All the ice on the Feiyu River has melted, and many large chunks of ice floated downstream, melting as they floated, until at some point they completely merged with the river water.

“Ga ga ga…”

A large group of colorful ducks were released in the breeding area of ​​the Teng tribe.

These colorful ducks were kept in captivity for a whole winter. As soon as they were released, they couldn't wait to run to the pond or river and jumped into the water without hesitation.

“Hehe…”

The colorful pheasants were also released. They strolled leisurely in the breeding area, occasionally using their claws to dig up the weeds and soil on the ground, trying to find some insects to eat.

Other livestock that could be released were also released to bask in the sun.

On the other side, the planting team also began to move out.

The members of the planting team led the oxen, carried the curved plow, and held the farm tools. Under the leadership of Gan Song, they turned the soil over the fields that had already been planted, which made it much easier to sow the seeds.

In addition, he also arranged a group of people to continue to open up wasteland, increase the arable land area for the Teng tribe, and increase grain production.

The two hunting teams also set out, and they couldn't wait to enter the forest to look for prey.

Although hunting teams sometimes go out hunting in winter, it is difficult to obtain prey under the ice and snow, and it is common to return empty-handed.

There was also a fishing team led by Jingjie, who started fishing in the river.

The Teng tribe trading area was also reopened, and tourists living nearby could not wait to flock to the trading area, bringing various things in exchange for food, salt and other necessities.

The entire Vine Tribe, like a huge machine, started running again after the silence of winter.

“Buzz!”

On the top of the stone mountain, the divine vine woke up again. After a brief burst of divine light, a layer of mist covered the stone mountain, making it impossible to see its true appearance.

…

Teng tribe, trading area, tool shop.

Di Gu placed the tools and weapons in place and waited for customers to arrive.

Di Gu was about twenty years old. Although he was not very strong in fighting, he had a good talent for arithmetic. After learning numbers, he quickly stood out from the group of people and finally entered the trading area, where he was responsible for managing the tool shop.

The tool shop of the Teng tribe mainly sells various tools and weapons, such as bone hoes, stone sickles, stone knives, spears and the like.

Apart from the grain and salt shop run by Dong Kui, his tool shop has the largest trading volume.

Di Gu was also proud of it. Every time he handled a large transaction of goods, he would feel elated when he heard compliments from other tribes or tourists.

This feeling fascinated him.

After the ice and snow melted, the Teng tribe trading area became bustling again, and Di Gu also perked up, eager to complete some good deals.

At the beginning, only some tourists from nearby came, and the items traded were mainly grain and salt.

Later, small tribes nearby also began to arrive.

Digu finally welcomed its first big customer.

“Clatter…”

A large pile of stones fell on the ground of the tool shop. A small tribal leader walked up to the ground bone and said with a smile: "Brother from the Teng tribe, what do you think of these stones?"

Di Gu squatted down, picked up a piece of stone and looked at it, and said, "Although it is not a top-quality stone, it is considered good among medium-quality stones."

The tribesmen divided the stones into high-quality, medium-quality and low-quality stones. High-quality stones were relatively rare, and only tribes like the Rabbit Tribe, which were professional hole drillers, could produce them.

Most small tribes can only find medium-quality or even low-quality stones.

"I want to trade these stones for some stone knives from you."

The stone knives of the Teng tribe are very useful and have become famous among the nearby small tribes.

Because these stone knives are all produced in stone workshops, their material, workmanship and durability are much better than those of stone knives polished by other small tribes.

Di Gu counted all the stones, quickly calculated their value, and then said to the leader of the small tribe, "How many stone knives do you want to exchange?"

The leader of the small tribe looked around the tool shop, found the location of the stone knives, and said, "I want to exchange for twenty stone knives."

"impossible!"

Di Gu flatly refused: "These stones can't be exchanged for so many stone knives. At most, they can be exchanged for six stone knives."

The leader of the small tribe frowned. Six stone knives were too few for him.

He rolled his eyes, approached Di Gu, and then quietly took out something from the animal skin bag he carried with him, stuffed it into Di Gu's hand, and said, "Brother, I got this with great difficulty, I'm giving it to you."

Di Gu looked down and saw that it was a crystal clear red crystal, which was very beautiful.

This crystal is about half the size of a fist. Although it cannot be used to make a tool, if it is made into an ornament and hung on the body, it will definitely make many people envious.

"This... I can't have this..."

Di Gu pushed the red crystal back. He realized that if he accepted the red crystal, he might make some mistakes.

The leader of the small tribe stuffed the red crystal back into Di Gu's hand and said with a smile: "Take it. It's just a small gift between friends. It's nothing."

Di Gu struggled internally for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation and even comforted himself: It's just a small piece of beautiful crystal, no big deal.

So, Digu put the crystal into the pocket of his animal skin coat.

The little tribal leader smiled even more brightly.

"Brother, six stone knives are really too few. You see, we have run so far carrying the stones. Please help us and give us a few more stone knives."

Di Gu hesitated for a moment and said, "Forget it. Since you have run so far, I will give you three more stone knives. No more."

Di Gu comforted himself: exchanging nine stone knives for these stones is not a loss, it’s just that the profit is less, but it’s not that I’m letting the tribe down.

In the end, these stones were traded for nine stone knives. The leader of the small tribe left satisfied, and Di Gu also took advantage of this transaction to gain the benefit of a red crystal.

Thanks to the book friend "Senior Brother Chen Yuan" for the reward.

(End of this chapter)