Chapter 162 Is this okay? ? ? (1 update)

The man looked at himself, naked.

He then remembered that because winter was coming late and there were no prey in the mountains, the food stored in the tribe before winter had almost run out. The 12 elders in the tribe did not want to drag down the tribe members, so they walked into the forest together to fend for themselves.

He went to other tribes, hoping to borrow some food to get through this crisis. When he came back at night, he learned about this.

He immediately ran into the forest to catch up with the elders.

I don’t know when it started, but as long as the tribe encountered a food crisis and everyone was hungry and cold, the elders would walk into the forest together, choosing to fend for themselves and leave life to the children and young people in the tribe.

As the leader of the tribe, he was incompetent. He could not feed his people and make the tribe grow stronger. Instead, he let his people sacrifice themselves.

The forest was pitch black at night. He held a torch and searched everywhere.

There was snow in the forest, which creaked when stepped on. If he did not find the old people as soon as possible, they would definitely not survive this cold night.

However, he searched in the forest for most of the night and did not see a single person.

At that moment, dejection, frustration, and despair all surged into his heart. He did not borrow food, and he did not know how his people would survive in the days to come.

Are they really going to starve to death?

In the final analysis, he was useless as a chief. As a leader, he could not let his people survive.

It’s not like there haven’t been entire tribes starved to death in the past, and the few who barely survived were taken in by other tribes, but the lives of those who went to other tribes later were also extremely difficult.

They did the most work but got the least food, and not many could persevere, and the final results were not very good.

He had only heard such stories from the elders before, but now, when it really happened to his own tribe, he found it hard to accept.

Just when he was terrified and desperate, he suddenly found that the sturdy tree next to him suddenly lit up with colorful and dazzling light. Out of curiosity, he just walked in and came here.

He didn’t bring anything with him, so what could he bring in exchange?

Sang Yian was also worried. She really wanted to help. As people of a tribe, she couldn’t just watch them starve to death.

However, if the other party can't come up with something to exchange, she gave him too much food, and according to the trading rules of Shengmen, he would die when he returned.

Sang Yian was worried, she took a bag of 25 kilograms of rice, "Brother, do you have anything to exchange with me?"

The man immediately waved his hand, "Fairy, you can, my name is Ji Feng."

Sang Yian: "..."

The title of fairy is too embarrassing!

"I'm not a fairy, you can call me boss, this bag of rice should be enough for you to fill your stomach, but the premise is that you need to exchange something."

Looking at the rice, Ji Feng's eyes sparkled, without saying a word, he took off the tiger skin on his upper body and handed it over.

At this moment, Sang Yian didn't know whether she should reach out to take it or refuse it.

This is tiger skin! ! !

Tiger skin! !

If she took it, would she be happy to get a silver bracelet?

Ji Feng was very sorry, "This is all I have."

Sang Yian looked towards the side door, "Master, is this okay?"

The little parrot stood on a branch in the luxurious bird cage and glanced at it, "I can get another bag."

Sang Yian: "..."

So, tiger skin, which has violated modern laws, can really be used as payment?

Ji Feng was the happiest. Seeing the little parrot speak, he was more convinced of his opinion.

This is definitely the fairyland. This boss must be a fairy, and this talking bird must be a divine bird!

Sang Yian picked up another 25-kilogram bag of rice and a bag of sugar.

Food is in short supply, and supplementing it with sugar should be better for the body.

"A small bag of sugar should be fine, right?" Sang Yian asked.

"Yeah."

The little parrot gave her a cold and noble look. The shadow of not being able to go out to play hung over its head. It was very sad and had no interest in anything around it.

As long as the tiger skin is enough to pay, don't hurt this big brother.

Sang Yian simply told the other party how to use the sugar, and found a blanket for him to wrap around his upper body. It was winter there, and if he had no clothes, he would definitely get sick.

Of course, she still asked the little parrot for its opinion.

After receiving another cold look like a reward, Sang Yian sent the person away. If it was a moment later, she was worried that his people would starve to death.

Then she looked at the tiger skin made into a top, and she was worried. This is a national first-class protected animal!

At this time, she was too embarrassed to contact the legal department to consult about legal issues, so she could only take out her mobile phone to check the Internet.

After this check, Sang Yian simply felt disappointed.

With a tiger skin, she could get a silver bracelet and work on a sewing machine for four or five years.

Sang Yian felt that this was not okay, so she walked directly to the side door and looked at the little parrot standing on the branch of the bird cage with a serious attitude, "I think we need to talk."

The little parrot turned its head away, not wanting to look at her.

Sang Yian didn't care what its attitude was, and immediately got to the point, "Isn't there a rule about abiding by the law in your trading rules?"

The little parrot didn't say anything, and I couldn't go out to play.

"If you don't stipulate the trading items of the customers, then I will receive some prohibited items, and you will send me to the police station!"

Sang Yian said seriously.

The little parrot turned its head to the other side, in a bad mood and didn't want to talk.

Sang Yian pulled it down from the branch. The little parrot was stunned. It didn't realize what happened, but its body was imprisoned.

"Don't you think such contraband is not suitable to appear in a small supermarket?"

The little parrot: "I don't think so. I am only responsible for the transaction, and an equal exchange is fine."

Sang Yian felt a headache.

The little parrot was delighted and reminded her in a mean way, "You should be prepared, there will be more such things in the future."

"After all, what is illegal here may be the property of customers."

Sang Yian: "!!!!"

She narrowed her eyes, "Are you really not targeting me on purpose?"

The little parrot raised its neck, very proud, "Opportunities and challenges coexist, this little thing is a test for you."

I understand, it is just taking revenge on her with its pettiness.

Sang Yian smiled: "Then let's eat vegetarian food during the National Day holiday."

The little parrot: "!!!∑(Дノ)ノ"

No meat? ! !

Sang Yian said earnestly: "I am doing this for your own good. Look how fat you are. I am worried that if you keep getting fatter, you won't be able to fly."

After that, she let go, and the little parrot suddenly flew back into the cage, facing her with its butt.

Not being able to go out to play is fine, but now even the right to eat meat has been deprived!

What's the point of a bird's life?

With a snap, the little parrot fell directly from the branch to the bottom of the cage. It didn't get up, and just lay there, motionless.

The main theme is despair.

In contrast, Ji Feng, wrapped in a blanket, carrying two bags of rice on his shoulders and holding a torch in one hand, rekindled his desire for life and strode towards the tribe.