The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

She got the system only after she came to the master's house. She was monitored at all times in the master's house, and the source of jewelry was also fixed.

As a chess piece, she has to learn etiquette, social rules, and various arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting every day, and she is busy from morning to night. Her master is trying to make her into a more valuable chess piece.

In order to obtain jewelry, she would sometimes pretend to slam the door and smash things to vent her emotions in order to switch the jewelry, and she would not choose jewelry that was too expensive.

No one would disturb her at this time. It was probably because the tribe treated her like a canary that couldn't fly away and could only vent her temper.

After much difficulty, she finally collected enough points on the day of her wedding. So she really didn't care whether the prince came to her wedding night or not.

The hope of escaping the cage made her excited, overwhelming all her dissatisfaction and worries about the future.

Tutu didn't know that the rich woman lived in Wuwu, and her life was also troubled. She planned to clean the glass lamp carefully and find a smaller house as a transmission carrier.

I zoomed in on the village that was already on the shelf and looked carefully for relatively small houses. After searching for a long time, I only found an abandoned tin hut in a yard. It was one person tall and about three square meters, about the size of a bed. It looked like a mobile hut for repairing bicycles. The wheels were gone, and the price for cleaning and repairing it was two yuan. Tutu was a little hesitant.

Many people who have watched costume dramas think that it would be difficult to find a place to place the house in Qiwu away from the eyes of others, so they should try to choose a small house as the carrier.

However, Tutu felt that if such a small house could be considered as property, then there were some wooden dog houses that were half a person's height that could probably pass for property.

In the future, if the customer does not just need housing, there will be other transportation carriers, and the risk of exposure when looking for real estate sources will be reduced.

Tutu tried it out of impulse and ordered a self-assembled wooden dog house online. He ordered three sizes: large, medium and small, because he didn't know the minimum size allowed by the system.

The logistics still needed a few days, so Tutu, who had some pocket money, planned to go to Qingshi Oceanarium for a few days. Hehe, finally he didn't have to rush to play, and he must get close to the dolphin stars.

Muguo is not so happy.

The ground was muddy after a flood and we had to frequently bypass deep water areas.

The arrival of the harvest season also made the sun even hotter, steaming the water vapor from the ground. It seemed like a steamer, constantly consuming the tribesmen's energy.

They had been walking for more than ten days. The rice and flour they brought with them were quickly eaten up. In the past few days, they had no prey and no food, and could only survive on berries in the fast-growing grass.

The berries were very sour and the more I ate, the hungrier I became. There was only half a can of brown sugar left in the tribe, which was saved by my mother. It was also used to replenish the energy of children and the elderly. I put a few grains of sugar in my mouth and felt that my fatigue seemed to be relieved.

The chief estimated that they would be able to get out of the flooded area in a day or two. The tribesmen cheered themselves up and continued on their journey. As long as they got out, they would find prey and have a good meal.

The girl who was exploring the way came back and told them that there was another hunting team ahead.

The tribesmen quickly formed a circle. My mother and several uncles from the tribe stood in front with weapons in their hands, facing the direction of the approaching people.

The approaching hunting party was not large in number, with eight people carrying prey in the back and an obviously stronger and taller man holding a weapon in the front.

He raised his hand backwards, signaling to stop. A man approached and warned loudly, "This is our Li tribe's hunting ground. Do not cross the border. If you cross the border, you are the enemy."

The chief walked out from behind Ama and the others and said, "Hello, warriors of the Li tribe. We are wanderers on our way home. We have no conflict of interest with you. If you allow us to occasionally obtain prey on the way, we will repay you with sweet gifts."

Sweetness is an occasional surprise for them, usually coming from honey.

The person on the other side was a little interested. He thought it was honey and asked them to take it out and have a look.

After receiving the signal from the clan leader, my mother reluctantly took out the earthenware jar filled with brown sugar.

The man on the other side saw that it was not honey and looked at the chief in confusion. The chief stretched out his hand, picked up a few grains of sugar from the jar and put them into his mouth. The man followed suit and tasted the granular sweetness with a special aroma.

He looked at the tribesmen gathered in a circle and saw the weapons held by his mother and uncle. He turned around and asked someone to send an antelope over.

The chief smiled as he watched him put the jar into his arms and interrupted him, "Warrior, take another look at the jar."

The jar that holds the brown sugar is the jar used for abalone rice. It is glazed, has a lid and some patterns. Tutu couldn't bear to throw it away, so he washed it clean and used it to hold the brown sugar.

The man on the other side paused and felt a little guilty. He certainly noticed something was wrong, but he just wanted to get away with it. He signaled the man behind him to send another prey. A wild bull was sent over. He stared at the chief, who smiled and praised them for their good hunting harvest. He gritted his teeth and sent another half-grown antelope, no longer looking at the old chief, and turned away.

The chieftain retracted his smile and returned to Muguo. Muguo was puzzled, "Did we lose or gain?"

The tribe leader patted her head and said, "It depends on the aspect. In terms of safety, it's a win. In other aspects, it's definitely a loss. If we exchange it at the Full Moon Festival after the harvest season, the clay pot alone will be worth more than these prey."

Muguo didn't know about the Full Moon Festival, she had only heard about it from the tribe leader, but she knew that these things were not expensive at Tutu's place, so she thought she should wait until she settled down before asking Tutu about them.

After the Li people walked away, the tribesmen quickly left the place with the prey, found a relatively secluded place, took out a big pot and started to cook meat. The tribesmen had been accustomed to cooking meat since the flood. The broth with salt increased strength and also avoided getting sick after drinking unclean water.

The cooked broth smelled so good that the kids started to salivate. They took out their wooden bowls and started to line up.

After the prying eyes not far away disappeared, the patriarch made a gesture and asked someone to take over the sentry.

Muguo was curious how the team leader knew they would follow.

The tribe leader took out the herbs from her treasured bag and began to grind them. At the same time, she asked the tribe members to add more water to the pot and prepare to boil the medicine soup. "The stalkers will probably keep watch until we leave their hunting grounds. They will not be careless because of any of our behavior. If it were us, we would do the same."

The chief kept working and added another herb. "Part of the reason is that what we took out is rare and precious enough. They dare not touch it rashly, because the person who took out such a thing is very likely to be involved with the top tribes."

Muguo seemed to be lost in thought. She had explained to the patriarch before that the "miracle" was just the help of a friend of hers, and she was not a messenger of God.

The old patriarch just said to her calmly, how can you be sure that the Mother Goddess we have always believed in is not another life that provided help in ancient times.

Mother Goddess is our name, maybe she doesn’t call herself Mother Goddess.

The clan leader treated her like he was training her to be his successor, so he told her everything in detail.

After a rest for the whole afternoon, the tribesmen were in much better mental and physical condition. After another three days of marching, they saw the Li tribe in the distance.

The Li tribe did not live in caves like the Muguo tribe. Perhaps because the terrain was relatively flat, they lived in dungeons.

From a distance, there are more than a dozen densely packed caves, but it is hard to tell how many people live there.

The guards of the Li tribe had already surrounded them from a distance.

What broke the standoff between the two sides was the whistle of their hunting team returning.

A tall figure carrying a rabbit came over from afar. It was the man who received the brown sugar. "My friend from afar, you are going upstream, right? Why don't you rest in our Li tribe?"

The old patriarch politely rejected the other party's proposal and said he would set off as soon as possible.

The man didn't care. His purpose wasn't to invite them to be his guests. "Do you still have the honey from last time? I can give you an antelope."

The clan leader corrected him with a smile, "Brown sugar, it's brown sugar."

"Do you have any more brown sugar?" The man was very excited.

The old patriarch said that they didn't have any left and told him that he could go find them to exchange them during the Full Moon Festival later.

He put down the rabbit and asked again, "Do you still have that clay pot? I can exchange it with two bulls and a rabbit."

The patriarch took out an empty salt jar, which was the same as the brown sugar jar. The salt inside had long been put into a small animal skin bag.

The Li people quickly sent two wild bulls, as if they were afraid that they would regret it.

After saying goodbye in a friendly manner, the tribesmen continued on their way. Mu Guo looked back and could vaguely see a figure sticking out from the edge of the cave, then quickly retreating back.

Muguo quickly ran to the chief. The chief probably guessed that she had questions again and said, "You can ask anything you want. You can ask anything you want."

Muguo smiled shyly, "It's obvious that he is not the clan leader, and his personality doesn't seem to be suitable for communication. Why didn't anyone else come forward, and only he traded with us?"

"The superficial meaning is probably that he has already traded with us once, and he won't change people in order to maintain our trust." The chief also looked back in the direction of the Li tribe. "Another meaning is to pretend that this is his personal behavior. Even if we find out that we have lost money in the future, it is because he was ignorant and gave too little. The chief of the Li tribe will also have the opportunity to compensate us. On the contrary, it may bring us closer to the top tribes."

"Another possibility is that he is a vassal of one of their top tribes. He is not clear about our camp in the top tribes and may have wrong associations with us. When you are not sure who is the enemy, the fewer connections, the less likely it is that something will go wrong." The team leader frowned when he said this, and stared at the upstream direction for a long time.

Muguo was learning hard on the way, but Tutu lost her mind in the charm of the dolphin star. She played in the aquarium for five days and returned to the hotel every day with a body full of water.

Even the courier’s call couldn’t bring back her wandering heart.

It was the online invitation sent by Qiwu that brought her back to her senses.

Tutu thought that it might be unsafe to connect via the phone while staying in a hotel. Although others couldn't see the light screen, no one could guarantee that there were no hidden cameras that saw her suddenly taking out items out of thin air.

No matter how big the hotel is, Tutu will not fully trust it. It is better to rely on the safest method.