"No!" said the third priest. "Our main business now is salt boiling. I'll go find the chief. Why send so many people out hunting? They can't make as much money as salt boiling."
"That makes sense!" Bo nodded.
There is no freezing period in this area, so even in the so-called winter, we still hunt outside.
The third priest approached Lei Qing, who quickly gave in. "Salt? What could be as valuable as salt? Boiling salt requires labor, so it's definitely a priority. Even if a hunting party of thirty strong men brings back a few wild beasts a day, they still won't make as much as thirty weaklings boiling salt. Isn't that obvious?"
Moreover, in this so-called winter, the hunting team's contribution became increasingly insignificant after they brought back so much food from the Thunder God Tribe.
Thus, only one of the two hunting teams remained, and it quickly joined the pottery detachment...
One hunting team is already the minimum standard of the Haifan tribe. This is the strict rule of the charlatan. Otherwise, looking at the ruthlessness of the third priest, he would not want to keep any hunting team.
The hunting team is not only about hunting, but also about tempering some of the more cowardly men. At the same time, hunting is also a collective activity, and many hunts require strategy. Therefore, Ma Yue believes that hunting is a very important activity.
Ma Yue vaguely remembered that the Mongol army in his previous life was so powerful, and many of their tactics were learned during hunting. Normally, Mongol warriors treated hunting as a battle.
Therefore, being a member of the winter hunting team is not an honorable thing. Many people know that the winter hunting team is the smallest and many of its members are cowards.
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