What Han Cheng had thought before was not wrong at all. Due to the tall mountains blocking the way, the temperature in Jinguan City was much higher than that in the Qingque main tribe. This could be easily seen from the ice that could be broken with a slight touch of the hand.

Up to now, there have only been two snowfalls here.

Moreover, the snow was not heavy, only a thin layer, and it melted away quickly.

After spending a winter here, Han Cheng finally felt completely relieved.

Time passed quietly, and while the people of the Qingque tribe were working, the temperature had begun to rise slowly at some point.

Before people feel anything, the various growing plants have already sensed the breath of spring hidden in the cold.

I used my feet to push aside a patch of dry grass, and the roots of the grass had already turned a little green.

Han Cheng stretched his arms vigorously several times to encourage himself.

Spring is here, and the time for rice planting is getting closer. I have to speed up the preparation of the rice fields...

A group of people walked among the grass and trees. As they walked, some people bent down to pick some flowers that were rarely seen at this time of year and put them in their hair to make themselves look more beautiful.

Everyone has a love for beauty, from ancient times to the future.

It’s just that people later made it more exaggerated.

Under the bombardment of several major magics, a bearded young man can turn into a delicate young girl after a trip, and a woman in her 50s can turn into a little loli who fascinates countless people...

If they had known these tricks of later generations in advance, the female primitives in the team who put some flowers in their hair and then kept walking around in front of the other male primitives to show off their beauty would have been surprised that their hair, which seemed a little curly because of its dirtiness, would have become straight.

There were quite a few people in this group, about fifty or sixty in total.

They also carried a lot of things, and almost everyone was carrying something.

Not only them, but also some large animals that were led by some of them were tied with many things.

Among these things are furs, food, and of course, the pottery that they value most and salt soil that can make food extremely delicious and that no one can refuse!

They attach great importance to these two things. If someone accidentally falls while walking, they will fall forward as much as possible and land on the ground first to avoid breaking the precious things they are carrying on their backs.

Of course they treasured these things very much, because they could use them to easily exchange for many things from other tribes.

It is also because of these things that their tribe lives a relatively prosperous life, richer than most of the tribes they have seen.

The weather was still quite cold, and after traveling in such weather for a long time, their faces and hands were frozen and rough.

Many people had small cuts on their hands and faces due to the cold.

However, everyone's spirits seemed high.

This is not only because they have long been accustomed to such a life and do not care about these things, nor is it just because the female primitive people in their group are constantly turning the flowers here, which has created an atmosphere and attracted their attention. The more important reason is that they only need to walk for a while longer and they will be able to reach a tribe that has exchanged things with their tribe before.

They haven't been to this area for a long time. Even if these tribes didn't eat up all the salt soil they exchanged from them, there isn't much left.

There was no need to think too much. Based on past experience, he knew that he and his companions would be warmly welcomed by them this time, and they could also exchange the food they had stored for a long time from them.

Pottery may not break, but delicious things like salt soil will eventually be eaten up no matter how frugally you eat them.

This is the experience they gained after doing this for a long time.

Another experience is that the longer the time between their visits, the more things they can get from the tribe they have exchanged with before when they come again.

It's the same principle as their tribe collecting and digging wild vegetables.

If you go to the same place too often, the amount of wild vegetables you get from that place will be less. If you go there again after a while, you can get a lot of wild vegetables from that place at once...

As the crowd walked, some withered grass and trees were trampled and broken by them, and a lot of plant seeds were stuck on their bodies and the livestock they led.

The seeds of these plants are extremely sticky, while some are not so sticky and will fall to the ground after walking for a while.

After a while, if it encounters suitable water and temperature, and is lucky enough to wait for a ray of sunshine, it will take root and sprout here, and eventually become a new plant...

"@#￥QWE!"

The dead grass seemed much shorter than elsewhere. There was a dark hole on a bulging peak. This was the cave where the tribe they were about to visit lived.

There were some people scattered around the cave, some adults were leaning against rocks or grass, looking a little lazily as they basked in the sunlight from the sky.

Some little teenagers were chasing and playing there, and everything looked so beautiful.

The leader of the team was a primitive male who was a bit older and had some wrinkles on his face.

His back was a little hunched, and I didn't know if it was because of carrying things for many years or for other reasons.

But even though it's a little hunched, it still looks quite strong.

He was holding a piece of wood in his hand, and at the other end of the wood was something that looked dazzling in the sunlight.

He was walking in the front, and after seeing the cave and the people staying near the cave, he started shouting at the top of his voice.

This is to tell the other party that they are here.

On the one hand, it can make these people mentally prepared so that they will not panic too much and regard them as enemies. On the other hand, it can make them quickly prepare food and other things in exchange for the good things they carry.

Just as he imagined, after the shout, those who heard the noise stood up and looked towards them. Thinking about the various things that were about to come, he led his men and quickened his pace towards the tribe.

However, what was different from usual was that after hearing their shouts and seeing their group, the tribe did not come to greet them with joy.

However, such things were ignored by the group of hunchbacked male primitives.

Thinking only of a good harvest, they just quickened their pace and headed there with great joy.

"@43￥%5..."

It didn't take them too long to arrive at the location of the tribe.

The hunchbacked primitive man smiled and said something that the people in the tribe could not understand, and then he hugged the leader of the tribe.

Two fleas took this opportunity to exchange the positions of their respective owners, preparing to change their taste.

During this time, the hunchbacked primitive people had already unloaded the things they were carrying from their bodies or from their animals and laid them out.

Among them, pottery and some salt soil filled in gourds or other objects were placed in the most conspicuous places.

After all, generally speaking, these two things are what these people need the most.

The hunchbacked primitive man let go of the leader of the tribe, then turned around, smiled and pointed at the goods they had displayed here.

It was not until this time that the hunchbacked primitive man discovered that something was not right.

In the past, after placing things here, the leader of this tribe would gather around with people from his tribe, full of excitement, just like the other tribal leaders he met, without being invited, to see the things he brought.

However, now, even in response to his invitation, the leader of this tribe and the people of their tribe had no intention of going over to take a look.

This situation made the hunchbacked primitive man a little dazed.

He had never encountered such a situation among the tribes that had exchanged with his tribe.

After deeply appreciating the beauty of the things carried by his own tribe, he saw them coming again and the things they carried. This tribe was the first one that could be so indifferent.

What's going on?

Are the things carried by our tribe not good enough?

He reached out and scratched his head, then turned to look at what his tribe had brought this time.

It's no different from before!

The things brought by their tribe are so exquisite and look so tempting, why are the people of this tribe indifferent?

They weren't like this before.

Could it be that the things that were exchanged from his tribe before have not been eaten yet?

The hunchbacked primitive man thought so.

Although it seems that such a long time has passed and it is impossible that the people of this tribe have not finished eating, but now it seems that this is the only reason that can explain the current situation.

Other than that, he really couldn't understand why the tribe's reaction was so strange.

"#￥@#3..."

The hunchbacked primitive man spoke again, pointing to the pottery and salt soil they had brought with them, and made an exchange gesture that both parties could understand.

Then he looked at the leader of the tribe in front of him with hope, wanting to see him take out something to exchange with their tribe as he had done before.

However, something happened that disappointed him greatly.

Even though he had expressed things very clearly, the tribal leader in front of him remained indifferent to his invitation.

Not only that, after taking a few glances at the things that his tribe brought, the guy in front of him actually shook his head vigorously.

Not only the leader of this tribe, but many people in this tribe followed their leader and shook their heads vigorously.

The hunchbacked old primitive man could hardly believe his eyes.

The people who came with him also couldn't believe their eyes.

They were completely confused by these people's strange actions.

Do these people in front of me know what they are expressing now?

He was shaking his head so vigorously now. Once we left, they would have no way to exchange these precious things even if they wanted to!

Under the dazed gaze of the hunchbacked primitive man and others, the leader of the tribe turned around and returned to the cave.

Because he held his body too straight and raised his head too high, the leader of the tribe hit his forehead on the entrance of the cave when he entered the cave.

Standing in place, he shook his dizzy and red head vigorously. The leader of the tribe didn't dare to raise his head so high anymore. He bent down a little, rubbed his head, and went into the cave.

Such a funny scene could have made many people laugh.

At least the hunchbacked primitive man who likes to laugh will definitely laugh out loud.

But now he had no intention of smiling at all.

It was not only because the reaction of the people in the tribe made him feel strange, but more importantly, the tribal leader who had hit his head had already come out of the cave.

Of course, it was not because he thought it was inappropriate to laugh like this in front of others, but because he had already seen what the leader with a blue pimple on his forehead was holding in his arms.

The hunchbacked old primitive man's eyes widened, and all the people who came with him also widened their eyes.

All their eyes were attracted by the thing that the tribal leader was holding out, and moved with his movements.

When the leader of the tribe saw the reactions of the hunchbacked primitive people, he was so proud that he couldn't describe it.

In the past, it was the people of this tribe who showed off their pottery and salt in front of them. Now it is their turn to show off in front of them.

Even though he had a bruise on his forehead, the leader of the tribe couldn't help but raise his head high again.

The people in his tribe also imitated their leader, puffing out their chests and raising their heads high, which looked a little funny.

But they all maintained this posture and refused to change their style.

He carefully placed the exquisite pottery in his hand on the ground, along with a gourd.

The pottery is large and round, without any cracks, and looks extremely beautiful.

The hunchbacked primitive man stretched out his finger, looking a little bit incredible, and touched the pottery carefully with his hand.

The leader of the tribe quickly reached out and wiped the places that the hunchbacked primitive man had touched, as if he was afraid that the precious pottery would be damaged or dirty by the hunchbacked primitive man...