The one who said this was a person who seemed to be very strong.

As he spoke, he raised the somewhat dazzling weapon in his hand aloft and ripped off the rope from his body, causing the skin wrapped around him to loosen and reveal his body inside.

In this way, he was showing the people of his tribe that he was strong and that they were strong.

Although some of his things were huddled together due to the cold after the hides were scattered, this did not prevent him from continuing to do so.

The meaning of his expression and the actions he made drew many voices in harmony.

Yes, their tribe is so powerful, and they also have sharp weapons that have been replaced by that tribe, so why can't their own tribe rob the new tribe with precious pottery and salt?

In this way, these things belong to their own tribe!

The old priest who sat there in the treehouse meditated on the fine pottery in front of him and the precious table salt contained in the pottery, heard a louder and louder shout below.

His lowered eyelids opened suddenly, and his whole person looked very angry.

“#￥W@3！”

He got up and went to the open window of the treehouse, poked his head out of the window, and shouted angrily at the people below, and the crowd who had just been aroused and seemed to be agitated suddenly became dumbfounded.

The man who raised the weapon high in the air, after a moment's pause, quickly put the weapon down, then picked up the rope from the ground, quickly wound the scattered animal skin, shrunk his neck down, pretended to be nothing, and walked aside.

It's funny and makes people laugh, but no one laughs.

The old priest snorted at this, withdrew his head from the window, and sat down again before the earthenware bowl with the salt, staring at the two things in deep thought.

The hunchbacked primitive people did not dare to disturb, so they sat opposite and waited quietly, waiting for their priest to make a decision.

After a few more moments, the somewhat old priest raised his lowered eyelids again.

“#￥5@#……”

He spoke, his voice slow.

What he meant was that the hunchbacked hominids had waited and set out again, to the area, to find the tribe that had done the same thing as them.

“￥#%T……”

After figuring out what the priest meant, the hunchbacked primitive man spoke, and he meant to ask the priest what to do after finding the tribe that was doing the same thing as them, and whether he had really robbed the tribe.

The priest was silent for a moment, then shook his head and spoke again.

He told the hunchbacked primitives not to attack them when they found them, but to see if the tribe could make both of these things on their own.

If you can't make it, find the tribe that can make such a precious thing through them.

“￥@@#3……”

The hunchbacked primitive man spoke again, and he asked their priest what to do when he found that tribe, whether he was going to defeat that tribe, and take away what they had, and bring back to his tribe the man who made it.

“@#Ii……”

Their priest shook his head and stretched out his hand to point in one direction.

That direction was the direction of another powerful tribe.

Their tribe's pottery, salt, and sharp weapons were all exchanged for that tribe.

What this priest meant was that the tribe that was able to make these things was so powerful, and now the new tribe was able to produce something more beautiful than the tribe they knew had, but it was even more powerful.

Such a tribe cannot be defeated by its own tribe.

When the old priest said this, and then recalled the appearance of the tribe where they often went to trade, the hunchbacked primitive couldn't help but shudder.

yes, why did you forget about it?

Fortunately, there are wise priests, otherwise they and the people in the tribe may have made a big mistake this time, and their own tribe may even perish because of it.

“#￥5@3……”

Seeing the appearance of the hunchbacked primitive, the old primitive's face showed some smiles, happy for his wisdom and the obedience of the hunchbacked primitive.

He continued to speak, and as he spoke, he pointed again in the same direction he had pointed not long ago.

The hunchbacked primitive man listened carefully to the old priest's story, and gradually found a look of joy and admiration on his face.

Rejoicing in the situation that would arise in his own tribe in the future, and feeling deep admiration for the wisdom of the priests.

What a wonderful way the priest said! I don't know how much higher than they thought before.

The priest meant that after he and others had found the tribe that was doing the same thing as their own tribe, they would find the tribe through that tribe that could make such fine pottery.

Then they and others exchanged with that tribe, and exchanged food and other things for fine pottery and delicious salt.

After doing this, their own tribe will use the beautiful things they have exchanged to trade with the rest of the tribes and get food from the rest of the tribes.

When the hunchbacked primitive man thought that after finding that tribe, his tribe would no longer have to trade with a powerful tribe not too far from his tribe, the old priest opened his mouth again and pointed his finger at that tribe again.

“#￥@#34……”

The old priest spoke slowly, expressing his meaning.

The hunchbacked primitive man who was originally sitting here could no longer sit down after figuring out the meaning of his tribe's priest.

Surprised, he quickly stood up, faced the old priest, and folded his hands together to show his respect for the old priest.

It's not that as a primitive man, he is too knowledgeable about etiquette, but that what the old priest said is too tempting and feasible!

I can't even let him be so respectful.

After the old priest's guidance, he felt that his own tribe, which had obtained fine pottery, could use these pottery and salt to continue trading with the small tribes with whom they had traded, and felt that in this way he could earn a lot of food.

The old priest, however, later said that he would exchange such a thing with a powerful tribe that was close to his own tribe.

At the beginning of such a proposal, the hunchbacked primitive man had not yet figured it out, but when he figured it out, he immediately became excited.

The strength and wealth of the tribe that was closer to his own tribe had been experienced by himself, and that tribe had a lot of food.

The small tribes I encountered, the food of many tribes combined, did not have as much food as this tribe.

In the past, their own tribe used food and other things to exchange pottery, salt, etc. from this wealthy tribe, and then exchanged the exchanged pottery for food from the rest of the tribe.

A lot of the food that was exchanged was given to this powerful and wealthy tribe.

Before, he had never thought of exchanging the rest of his stuff from this tribe for their food.

After all, they were so rich and powerful, and they had something that the rest of the tribes didn't have.

But now, things are different.

Thinking back to the many foods that I had seen in that rich tribe, and then thinking about the wonderful scene where I and others used exquisite pottery to exchange a lot of food from that tribe and become the food of my own tribe, the hunchbacked primitive people couldn't help but feel comfortable, and even their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly.

A priest is indeed a priest, that is, wisdom, and thinking about things is long-term.

If it weren't for the priest telling these things, he and the rest of the tribe would never have thought of such a solution.

“#￥4@#……”

The hunchbacked primitive man spoke excitedly, he meant that he wanted to take the people, along with the food exchanged from this trip, back to the area where the fine porcelain had been found, and to find the tribe that could make it.

He couldn't wait to trade these fine pottery for the food of that powerful tribe.

“#￥4@3……”

The old priest shook his head again.

He told the hunchbacked primitive man not to be in such a hurry.

The most important thing for the hunchbacked hominids to do now is to take the food they have exchanged this time and continue to the powerful tribes that are close to them, and exchange this food for pottery and salt.

Then he carried the pottery and salt that were not very good, and went to the area where the fine pottery had appeared.

In this way, even if they did not find the tribe that could make fine pottery this time, they could still exchange these not very good pottery and table salt with those small tribes.

At the same time, another meaning of this is that they can let the hunchbacked primitive people first bring the exquisite pottery and delicious salt exchanged this time for the neighboring powerful tribe to see.

Let's see if they're really willing to trade a lot of food for both.

If the powerful and wealthy tribe didn't like these two things and didn't need to exchange food with them, then it would be really bad for them to spend so much food and exchange a lot of fine pottery and salt.

I have to say that it is not for nothing that this old primitive man can be respected and loved by everyone in this tribe.

This consideration alone has far surpassed many people in this era.

After figuring out what the old priest meant, the hunchbacked primitive man once again saluted the old priest respectfully......

The hunchbacked primitive man left the wooden hut that belonged to the priest alone and climbed into the house where he and others lived.

When the sun was setting in the west and the sky was about to darken, the people of this tribe began to cook.

Because they live in a treehouse, they can't light a fire in it.

When cooking, it's on the ground below.

Every time it was time to cook, the old priest would come down from his hut and watch his tribe cook there.

It's not because he particularly likes to watch such scenes, it's not because he can't wait to eat food, and it's not because he's worried that anyone in the tribe will take advantage of this opportunity to steal food.

It's because when the tribe began to live and cook, the smoke kept running up, and when I stayed in the tree house, I would often choke and cough, and tears and snot would flow down together......

Today, because the hunchbacked primitive people brought back a lot of food, this meal in the evening seems to be very rich.

It was also because of their return that there was no wind tonight, but many of the trees where the tree houses were located were shaking gently.

However, this shaking does not include the treehouse where the old priests live.

At this moment, the window of the treehouse where the old priest lived was ajar, and a bright moonlight shone in through the half-hidden window, casting a small patch of light.

In the light of this piece of light, a clay bowl was placed, and the bowl contained salt.

The old priest remained in the darkness on one side, his eyes resting on these two things in the moonlight.

His mind was a mess, and he was constantly thinking about all sorts of things.

There was the mighty tribe in the neighborhood, there was what he said to the hunchbacked hominids today, and there were conjectures about this unknown tribe.

Before today, he had never imagined that there would really be a tribe that was more powerful than the neighboring tribe.

But now, looking at this beautiful thing, he had to think about it.

He couldn't think of any other tribe that could make such a thing other than the neighboring tribes.

After sitting here and looking at it for a long time, the old priest got up and closed the open window, keeping out the moonlight and the cold.

As the night deepened, the sound of shaking trees from time to time disappeared.

The cattle in the area enclosed by sticks under the trees with ropes have not yet rested.

Some of them lay on the ground, some of them stood there, their mouths moving and chewing.

As they chewed slowly, white foam appeared at the corners of their mouths.

After a long time, after some of the foam bursts, it will turn into water, and it will be pulled out and fall to the ground......

What the wise priest said was really heartwarming, and most of the food of their tribe was obtained in exchange, so by the next day, the hunchbacked primitive people began to clean up.

They left half of the food they had brought back from the trip to the tribe, and put the other half on the animals that had already eaten grass and drank.

Some people also carried some on their backs.

After a short time of tidying up, their group left the tribe under the watchful eye of the old priest and headed in one direction......

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