The people of the Fire Tribe stayed in the Green Bird Tribe for ten days.

During these ten days, Sister Bai Xue taught the "weavers" from the Fire Tribe who followed them step by step.

Han Cheng also took the opportunity to use the excuse of learning how to grow hemp to get a few male primitive people to turn the Qingque tribe over for free.

Seeing Huosong and others looking like they had benefited a lot, Han Cheng couldn't help but want to laugh.

The feeling of bullying primitive people is quite wonderful.

Han Dashenzi, who had no idea what shame was, thought so in his heart.

Ten days later, Huosong and his group left by boat and raft, carrying with them a large amount of things they had exchanged from the Qingque tribe, as well as full of admiration and emotion.

Huosong and the others actually didn't want to leave at all. The hospitality and enthusiasm of this tribe as well as the delicious and abundant food made them linger.

They all wanted to stay in this tribe for a longer time, or even live here permanently. Unfortunately, they had to return to their own tribe and transport these things back to their fellow tribesmen.

Han Cheng and Wu stood not far from the courtyard, watching the people of the Fire Tribe gradually go away from afar, and they were also filled with reluctance.

What free labor!

During the ten days that these people from the Fire Tribe were in the Green Bird Tribe, they turned over seven or eight acres of land and wove more than twenty meters of cloth, which was a remarkable achievement.

Under such circumstances, Han Cheng was of course hospitable and reluctant to let them leave.

The rape flowers have all fallen, and the rape pods are getting fuller day by day, just like Sister Bai Xue’s belly.

However, the rapeseed pods grow fuller much faster than Sister Bai Xue's.

It didn't take long before I started to feel full.

When the rapeseed would only take a few days to be harvested, Shang and Mao, who had been away, finally returned to the tribe with the trading team and a heavy harvest.

The harvest was certainly heavy. Not to mention the other miscellaneous stones, just the four large granite pieces were enough to deserve the word "heavy".

Shang and Mao, two guys who were tempted by Han Cheng's delicious food, had just arrived at the entrance of the tribe and had taken off the animal skin bags from their shoulders.

He untied the knot, pulled it with his hands, and happily showed Han Cheng their results.

Not surprisingly, the animal hide bags they were carrying were filled with soybeans.

With these soybeans, you can grow a field of beans after waiting for a while.

In addition, after the beans mature in autumn, they will continue to be exchanged from the tribe. In this way, within a few years, the beans in the tribe will be able to multiply.

When the time comes, you can eat tofu as much as you want.

Han Cheng smiled at the thought of taking advantage of someone. Wu, who was standing beside him, also smiled in a very ungraceful manner with his gap-toothed mouth.

Well, tofu is a good thing, everyone likes to eat it.

Every time the caravan returns from an outing, it is something to look forward to for Han Cheng.

Because until you see what they get in return, you never know what kind of surprises are hidden inside.

Well, it seems that even after seeing it, I still don’t know what the surprises are inside.

Looking at these numerous unfamiliar seeds, Han Cheng felt deeply regretful for his ignorance.

How great would it be if I was a plant researcher before? I wouldn't have to be so embarrassed now.

Of course, it is futile to think about such a thing. All Han Cheng can do is to do the same as before and scatter these seeds that cannot be distinguished in the field reserved specially, waiting for them to sprout, bloom and bear fruit.

There are still a lot of stones of all sizes and shapes, some of which are unique in shape and quite beautiful in appearance. However, to Han Cheng's regret, he still has not found any trace of metal mines.

There were two cubs, but before they could return to the tribe, both of them died on the road.

In line with the principle of not wasting food, Shang, Mao and the others ate them right away.

By the time we returned to the tribe, only two pieces of dry and hard skin were left.

However, these two skins are not very big, they are not from large animals like cows or donkeys, so just eat them.

When Han Cheng's eyes turned away from these things and fell on the pile of beans, his mood, which had been bad due to the lack of significant gains, immediately improved.

No one else was allowed to deal with these things. Han Cheng, Wu, the eldest brother and a few other guys who knew the good of Douzi cleaned them out.

The effect of Shang and Mao bringing back all the soybeans from the Huangguo tribe was extremely significant, as can be seen from the two and a half jars of soybeans.

Thirty-four kilograms of soybeans made Han Cheng smile with joy.

If we add the more than five kilograms brought back last time, the Qingque tribe’s current soybean storage capacity has reached nearly forty kilograms.

There were more soybeans, and Han Cheng's suppressed gluttony began to stir again.

"How about eating something?"

Han Cheng swallowed his saliva and tentatively asked a few leaders of the Qingque tribe who were looking at the soybeans with somewhat intoxicated eyes.

As soon as Han Cheng said this, several people were shocked and their eyes lit up immediately.

Obviously, they had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

"Is this... okay?"

The witch, who was reluctant to take his eyes off the beans, said hesitantly.

Your saliva is already on the ground, and you're still asking if it's okay?

Sure enough, the smarter a person is, the more hypocritical he is.

Han Dashenzi criticized Wu in his heart, then raised his hand and brushed the corner of his mouth inconspicuously, saying: "It should be... okay, the tofu is soft and easy to chew. Wu, you have bad teeth, tofu is the best for you..."

Well, it turns out that the smarter people are, the more hypocritical they are. They clearly wanted to eat it, but they put the blame on the witch.

After hearing what Han Cheng said, Wu nodded vigorously and deliberately grinned, revealing his gap teeth to prove that his teeth were indeed not in good condition, and at the same time he felt warm in his heart.

After expressing his attitude in this way, Wu, who had become a little more sober, suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong.

He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

What the Son of God said was right, his teeth were indeed not very good, and the soft and tender tofu was indeed very suitable for him.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Wu went through it all over again and still couldn't find anything wrong. He quickly put his doubts aside and continued to stare at the soybeans with shining eyes.

With the strong reason of considering Wu and taking care of the old man with bad teeth, Han Cheng immediately felt at ease.

Well, it’s not that I’m greedy, it’s mainly because there’s old man Wu who needs to be taken care of.

Of course, it’s okay to eat a little while taking care of the person. You should always get some compensation for your hard work.

So, after a group of foodies got together, making tofu was quickly put on the agenda.