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Sister Meihua didn't mean to confront him: "Warriors, the issue of land is not something we can decide. It is a problem for the tribal leaders to solve. We are just small people, and we can do things for small people like us. For example, exchange .”

When the slave supervisors appeared just now, they noticed that the things on their backs were very unusual

"Okay, let me see what good things you have."

Sister Meihua put the basket on the ground, as well as clay pots, bowls, and freshly caught prey.

The slave supervisor picked up these things one by one to look at them, put them down, stared at the warrior's bow and arrow and said, "How do I change this?"

Sister Plum Blossom pretended to be embarrassed and said, "That is our tribe's weapon, and it cannot be exchanged."

The slave supervisor and a few people behind him immediately stared: "We want this, how can we change it? If we don't change it, we will kill you and arrest you as slaves."

Sister Plum Blossom looked very frightened and said, "The bow and arrow are the life of a warrior. If you want to exchange it, you have to exchange it with a warrior."

Upon hearing this, the slave supervisor turned his eyes to the slaves working around him, and pointed, "Can you see them?"

Sister Plum Blossom turned her head to look: "They are too thin and weak. I'm afraid they will die within a few days."

The slave supervisor raised his fist: "That's them, change to ten."

Sister Plum Blossom begged: "We only have ten bows and arrows in total. We will have nothing if you give them to you. Your people are sick and weak, so you have to exchange fifteen of them for us."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be afraid and cringed, expressing his reluctance.

The slave manager's vanity was satisfied: "Okay, bring fifteen slaves here." Anyway, just like sister Meihua said, these slaves don't seem to live for a few days, and it doesn't matter if you give them more.

Soon there were fifteen men on ropes, empty-eyed, frail, and slow-moving.

One of the men with his head down, when passing by Sister Plum Blossom, raised his head and looked at her with piercing eyes.

Sister Plum Blossom nodded slightly and gave him a reassuring look.

Afterwards, the master slave, who was in a good mood, exchanged a mace from his private possession for a beautiful pottery pot.

The tribe has never seen such an exquisite pottery pot. It has beautiful patterns on it, and the surface is shiny, smooth, and slippery to the touch. It is far from the pottery pots that were exchanged before.

Then he said: "Do you have any more? I want to exchange some more for the civilians of our tribe."

"Today we come here to gather and hunt, and we bring all we need, there is nothing extra.

But we can agree, five days later, exchange here.

How much do you want?We're almost ready to bring. "

The slave leader began to calculate, blinking, and kept calculating, it was so difficult.

Sister Meihua said: "This kind of pottery pot can cook meals for ten people in one pot, and one pottery bowl can be used for each person."

The slave leader broke his fingers and began to count: "One from the Dongdong family, one from the Huhu family, one from the Qingcai family..."

Finally, I finally figured it out: "Twelve such pots."

Sister Meihua said: "The pot is so big, it is rarely cooked, and it often burns, so two sheep, or two children, can be exchanged for one pot.

A cow, or a woman for a pot, will do.Prepare yourself. "

The conditions offered by Sister Meihua are very suitable, because other pottery exchanged by the Tao clan is also at this price, and it is not as good as this.

Moreover, the Tao tribe was annexed by the Aluguayan tribe in winter and became slaves, and no one came out to exchange pottery.

So the slave master is satisfied with this condition.

As for the value of cows and women, and the value of gazelle and children, this is the common perception in this era, because women cannot go out to hunt, they can only collect limited edible plants, and children need a long time Bringing up, especially the children of slaves.

Can you exchange a slave's child for a woman?

There is no need to go hunting at all, and exchange with precious prey, and exchange these idlers first.

Hehe, it's really suitable.

The happy slave master figured it out, and ordered another pottery bowl. The value of ten pottery bowls is the same as that of one pottery pot.

So another 120 pottery bowls were ordered, so that the slave women and children who ate idle food in the tribe could be exchanged.

Bring all the old, weak, sick, and disabled slaves over, and force them to exchange their things. Hehe, there is force to suppress them. Are you afraid that they will not exchange them?

After the order was made, the Cambie tribe took the slaves back, and Sister Meihua pitched a tent locally.

The women have started to boil water, scald their hair, and deal with the pheasants, rabbits, and pigeons that the warriors hunted during the day.

The children were boiling water, collecting firewood and laying hands beside them.

Sister Plum Blossom began to question the fifteen slaves.

It turned out that they came from different tribes, because the Aluguayan tribe absorbed all the tribes that entered their caves for the winter and became their slaves.

These tribes didn't go anywhere when they heard the news, wandering in the wilderness, or just stationed in their own camps.

However, the severe cold in winter, coupled with the shortage of food, caused the tribe's population to decrease significantly.

And the Cambie tribe was inexplicable, the largest group of wild wolves in the wilderness disappeared, there was no threat, and a large number of prey reserves were hunted before the snow fell.

With more warriors and more food stored, these hungry and immobile tribes were annexed.

Sister Plum Blossom already knew what was going on, but she didn't expect that the God Envoy would use thunder to kill the wolves, and even provide the Cambie tribe with an opportunity, it's too abominable.

The Gambi tribe also imitated the Aruguya tribe and burned scars on everyone's faces.

The slaves of the Aruguya tribe had their forehead scalded, and the Cambi tribe had their left cheek scalded.

Sister Meihua carefully observed their scars, and said, "Go back to the tribe and see if Lord God Envoy can heal you."

Warriors are not afraid of having scars on their bodies, which is a symbol of bravery, but this is a symbol of shame.

As soon as he heard that it could be cured, his gloomy eyes began to flash with hope.

"really?"

Sister Plum Blossom smiled and said, "Really, our God makes Sir Omnipotent. He was given to us by God."

Then Sister Meihua asked about the basic situation of the Cambie tribe.

There are less than 200 people in this tribe, and there are more than 100 warriors. There are about a dozen families, each with a dozen people, and each family has a dozen slaves. Evenly distributed, the total population of the Cambie tribe is close to 1000.

Slaves accounted for a large proportion.

The slave and the master did not live in the same place, the slave lived on the outskirts of the camp, and the master lived in the center of the camp.

The women among the slaves serve their masters, and the men come out to hunt and support their masters.

The master doesn't do anything.

Sister Meihua couldn't help saying, "We can't keep these parasites."

What are parasites?

Parasites are parasites who do not work, do not create value, are of no use to others, and consume resources.

The man's eyes began to burst into flames, and he looked at Sister Meihua enthusiastically.

This woman, what she said and what she did, is better than many men, and she can see far.

In the evening, a family of forty or so people sat around the bonfire and ate soft stewed Codonopsis stewed chicken, Sanqi stewed hare, and pigeons were even more nourishing.

In addition to nourishing Chinese medicinal materials, the women also put star anise, peppercorns, shallots, lycoris, and salt in their meals. These flavors are blended together, which is a wonderful taste that they have never tasted or tasted.

At first, the fifteen people were still very reserved, wondering if they really regarded themselves as members of a tribe.

Sister Plum Blossom nodded, let's eat, we are the same.

Only then did the fifteen people pick up the pottery bowls and started to gobble it up. Just now they smelled the aroma and were very greedy. Now, when they ate it in their mouths, it was so delicious that they almost swallowed it with their tongues.

After eating a full meal and drinking hot soup, the fifteen slaves felt that they had strength.

They were originally warriors in the tribe, and they were in good health, otherwise they would not be able to survive the cold winter, but they have been starved for too long, their bodies are still there, they ate a nourishing diet, and the Xia Luosang tribe did not Instead of treating them as slaves, they still had the same attitude of equals in the tribe before, so I felt relaxed and refreshed.

During the meal, fifteen slaves reported their names.

That man was called Zhaka, and Sister Plum Blossom appointed him temporarily as the head of the fifteen slaves, and he was responsible for conveying matters.