"Goddammit, the Qingfeng and Leishen tribes over there are starting to expand again." With White Eagle gone, the old priest can only worry more about internal affairs. "Many tribes are unwilling to be incorporated and enslaved by the Qingfeng and Leishen tribes. They heard that we are doing well, so look, they all come here again."
"Do we have so much food? Old priest, we have to do what we can." Ma Yue also hopes that the Haifan tribe will grow stronger, but people must first eat.
"Spiritual charlatan, this time is different from last time. Those guys brought a lot of food, and more than a hundred deer..." Obviously, the old priest knew the charlatan's character well, and began to make calculations.
"Alright! You take care of the arrangements. We can't mistreat the elders of our tribe."
"Don't worry, charlatan!"
It's useless to say that you can rest assured. This old man is addicted to recruiting people. It seems that the more people he recruits, the safer he feels.
Ma Yue was still worried about the old priest, so he asked Lei Qing to keep a closer eye on him. There was no other way, there was really no one else, so he could only make his woman suffer.
"How is it?" Ma Yue asked while huddled in the same quilt.
"The old priest did a good job. He provided some salt to the newcomers and taught them how to fish. He said that the newcomers should eat less. Next year, when they become old people, they will farm and boil salt together, and everyone will be the same." The feedback from Lei Qing was not bad. Both the old and the newcomers felt that the old priest's differential treatment was justified.
You didn't plant the potatoes, so why should you eat them just because you arrived? As a newcomer, I was very excited that the Haifan tribe could provide me with precious salt. What's more, with the fish basket technology, I can also eat fish...
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