Chapter 9 9 can be exchanged for food and driven away
Mu Feng made the backpack according to the size Yao Xiaoqing said. Looking at the strutting branches and vines at the opening of the backpack, he always felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw Xiaoqing snoring, and wanted to ask but was reluctant to wake her up.
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Yaohu looked at Mufeng, who was circling around the basket, and said, "Mufeng, are you hurt? Come and sleep, my father will watch the fire and keep vigil."
Mufeng, who was immersed in the joy of knitting, smiled and said: "Father, my injury doesn't hurt, and I'm not sleepy. I want to knit for a while."
Yaohu nodded and polished the dug wooden bowl smooth. Seeing that Mufeng still didn't want to sleep, he asked him to add some firewood to the fire and then lay down to sleep.
The next day, Yao Xiaoqing woke up at dawn. To be precise, he was suffocated by Mi Tian.
When I woke up, I looked at the cave and was confused for a moment before I realized what I was doing. I took two pieces of paper and hurriedly ran into the forest to solve the problem. I washed my hands and face by the stream, and when I returned to the cave, Mufeng pointed at the basket on his back.
Ask her, "Xiaoqing, do you think this is the case?"
Only then did Yao Xiaoqing see that one of the backpacks had already been knitted, and most of the other one had also been knitted.
After taking a closer look, I saw that although it wasn't as good-looking as my grandpa's braid, it was still quite tight.
The thing about handicrafts is that practice makes perfect. The more you make a few, the better you will get. When you have a new tribe, you can make mats, fish baskets, dustpans, dustpans, and dustpans... all of them.
When Mu Feng saw her flipping the basket over and over, he thought he had done a bad job.
She looked a little nervous. "Xiaoqing, did you make it up badly?"
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Not bad, my brother's hands are really skillful. The last process is the lock. You see, cut off a section of the extra branches and rattan with a knife, bend it and press it diagonally into the hole.
, then use two thick branches to sandwich it on both sides, pass the thin rattan through, lock it tightly around the opening, and finally put on the keel and tie the straps on."
After Yao Xiaoqing finished speaking, he felt that something was missing in the cave and looked around, "Father, where did the golden retriever go?"
"The golden retriever went out before dawn." Yao Hu said from the side.
Mufeng also said: "It went out to play. Xiaoqing, do you think it is locked like this?"
"Yes, that's it." Yao Xiaoqing took a look at it and then packed her sleeping bag with confidence.
Mufeng followed Yao Xiaoqing's instructions and locked the opening of the backpack. He happily carried the unfinished basket to Yao Hu, "Father, look!"
Yao Hu couldn't help but nod as he looked at the basket on his back, "Okay, follow Xiao Qing and learn hard. You'll rely on him for food in the fall."
Yao Xiaoqing looked at Yao Hu, "Father, can I exchange the basket for food?"
Yao Hu showed a proud smile and said, "Yes, Xiaoqing's basket is better than Da Wu's jar. Da Wu's jar can be exchanged for a sheep, and so can the basket."
Jar? Is it a clay pot? Yao Xiaoqing searched around in his mind and found that there were wooden bowls, stone bowls, and stone pots in his memory.
"What kind of jar does the tribe have? Is it ground with stone?"
"No, our tribe doesn't have one. The Dawu tribe made it." Yao Hu gestured with envy in his eyes, "It's so big that one can be exchanged for a sheep."
It looked like it was either a pottery pot or a pottery jar. I thought that when I went to the new tribe, I could make a few and show them to him, and then I would understand.
Mu Feng pointed to the backpack with the lock still locked enthusiastically, "Xiaoqing, leave the lock to me."
Yao Xiaoqing nodded, "Okay, I'll cut some thick rattan and come back, tear off the rattan skin and braid a few braids, then put it on the keel and carry it."
Mu Feng hurriedly went to dig up the toe sprouts from the ashes, "Xiaoqing, the toe sprouts are in the fire. You eat them first, and I'll go with you."
Yao Xiaoqing picked up the engineer shovel and said, "No, your injury is not healed yet. There is one in the forest at the entrance of the cane cave. I will be back in a moment."
"Okay, don't go too far." Mu Feng buried the foot-stamped sweet potato back in the ashes.
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For the Yaoshan tribe, it was already dawn, but the dam outside the cave was still deserted.
The fire fox came out of the cave and blew the bull's horn, "Woo...wu...wu..."
Shan'am looked at the mountain and the rocks that were getting weaker and weaker, and said, "The fire raccoon is going to drive us away."
The bull helped Shan and the boulder up. Shan looked at his mother and panted and said, "Mom, help us up, pack the hides, and hide the millet seeds and bean seeds on me."
"Yes, hide it with you." Shan'amu quickly handed the seeds wrapped in two pieces of leather to Shan.
As soon as the few people finished packing, the black badger shouted at the entrance of the cave, "Shan Amu, the leader has something to say."
Shan Amu walked to the cave entrance with a frown on his face, "Black Badger, Shan and the others can't get up. Has the leader returned after changing the medicine?"
The black badger looked at her arrogantly, "Shan Amu, we don't even have food, how can we go to the Great Witch Tribe to change the medicine?"
Everyone gathered outside the cave where the leader lived. Huoli stood on a big rock and pretended to talk about the tribe's difficulties. Finally, he looked at Shan'am and said, "Shan'am, Pig, Yun'am, Chong,
Water, the tribe can't support you anymore, you go find a new place to live, and you can come back when the tribe is strong."
He was so hungry that he had no strength. He used his uninjured hand to hold a wooden stick and said weakly: "Chief, our Yaoshan tribe has never driven away any of our own people. You can't drive us out to become savages."
Huoli said solemnly: "There are only about twenty warriors in the tribe now. We can't support you anymore. If you don't leave the Yaoshan tribe, you will die together, and the warriors won't agree."
Shan'am cried sadly, "My son is also a warrior, why do you want us to leave?"
A tribesman looked at Shan'am with dissatisfaction, "Your son can no longer hunt, why should we raise you?"
Shan'am said angrily: "Ahe, you were poked by a bull's horn before, but it was my mountain and boulders that saved you. Huoli, even if you become the leader, you can't help them drive us away."
Ah He curled his lips, "Without food we will starve to death. We don't want to die with you. The leader told you to leave, so leave quickly."
Black Badger led the other tribesmen and shouted, "Come on, why should we raise you?"
Shan'am looked at several tribesmen who were about the same age as her and said, "My child was injured for the tribe. When your son is injured, you will also be driven away."
Those people looked at her and lowered their heads.
The male bull carried the animal skin on his back, Shan Hedashi walked out of the cave with a wooden stick, "Mom, let's go."
"This belongs to the tribe, you can't take it away." Mountain Rat looked at the furs carried by several people and took a step forward to grab it.
Shan'am stopped in front of him, "This is the hide we were assigned."
The mountain rat raised his fist to hit Shan Amu, the bull and the big stone. The mountain pointed the stone knife at the mountain rat and shouted: "You dare!"
Pig, Chong, and Shui also walked behind Shan and the others with stone knives and looked at Shan Rat angrily.
The fire beaver shook his head towards the mountain rat, and the mountain rat stepped aside.
Hua, a woman from Shan He Dashi, also walked out of the cave carrying the animal skin and her child, and walked up to Shan Amu, "Amu, I'll go with you."
"Let's go." Shan led a dozen people to leave the tribe and walked towards the cave where Yaohu and the others lived.
Huoli looked at the remaining people, and the joy in his heart almost overflowed.
He finally eliminated Yaohu's people from the tribe, and felt that the sky was brighter than before. From now on, the Yaoshan tribe belonged to his Huoli family.