"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to pursue your partner!" Ah Man's mouth twitched violently, but he was sure in his heart that the female in front of him was not the Messenger of the Beast God. The witch doctor once said that the Messenger of the Beast God was weak and could not conceive.
Females that can bear cubs can be excluded.
But this kid Wente is so lucky, he is going to be a father!
Ah Man felt very uncomfortable and said against his will, "Congratulations, Wente."
"Thank you, my child was born without a moon." Wente did not admit that he was showing off.
Ah Man twitched his lips, feeling as if his heart had been struck hard. "How many bamboo baskets and pottery jars do you have? I want to exchange them for animal skins. I have recently collected a lot of thick fur animal skins. You can let your females make clothes with them without the moon."
Wen Te did not agree to his request easily, but said: "Let's take a look at the animal skin first."
"Okay, come to my place?" Ah Man didn't want to stay here any longer, feeling depressed!
Wente refused, "Wait a minute, let's have lunch first and then go after we're full."
Ah Man: “…” The dragon beast whose partner is pregnant is different. It even eats lunch!
He heard the word "lunch" from Dahua. It was the first time he saw a female eating three or four meals a day. Wow, she must have been spoiled!
He will treat his females like this in the future, and the dragon beast will never admit defeat!
"Then you eat first, I'll be waiting for you in the tribe." Ah Man left.
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After lunch, the two discussed how much to exchange for Ah Man. They didn't take much. Apart from a bamboo basket for Shi Hua, they still had four bamboo baskets and seven or eight pottery jars, some large and some small.
Shu Yue said in frustration, "We don't have enough baskets."
They had no time to weave baskets. Leitvent was busy building houses for the tribe, she was busy leading the tribesmen to make clay and pottery, and her sister was busy drying herbs and teaching them to the hunting orcs. Every time they came back from hunting, they would bring back a huge amount of herbs, and sometimes they needed Husha and others to help dry them all.
At night, she taught the two beasts to read and count while making clothes. The bamboo basket was given to them by Hu Sha. Since they didn't come this time, she asked her to replace it with something useful.
For example, Uncle's family also wants the same night-light pearl headlights...
Wen Te flipped through the inventory. "We'll see if Ah Man's hides are any good. We'll exchange as much as we can. We still have soap and walnuts, so we'll have more than enough."
Hearing this, Shu Yue thought for a moment and said, "Let's exchange a few more baskets with other tribesmen. I also want to leave some for the Horned Sheep Tribe and exchange them for information about red soil stems."
Wen Te nodded and said, "That's fine, but what do we exchange it for?" After all, what they have, other tribesmen also have.
"Of course it's kelp. Whoever exchanges a basket for us will get some kelp. It's delicious. If you want to eat it, you can only wait until the next trade fair."
If you don't want to, you can only use honey instead.
In fact, they thought too much. When the tribesmen heard that they needed bamboo baskets, they gave them one from each family without asking them to change. Looking at the bamboo baskets piled high, Shu Yue felt a little touched.
Enthusiastic people!
Wente shook his head and laughed, "Don't be so touched. As long as the kelp and red soil stems are truly edible, the tribe will only be more grateful to you. Giving you a bamboo basket is nothing."
Shu Yue nodded silently, "That's right, so I will continue to dig for delicious food!"
After having enough bamboo baskets, Wente carried a stack of baskets filled with pottery jars and other things and went to find A'man.
The Barbarian Tribe and the Warrior Tribe are almost the same size. It is rare that two large tribes can live in peace for so many years when they are so close to each other.
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