Gongliang put away the things brought by the little insect.
Seeing that it was still early and I didn't know if there was a morning market in the Snake Department, I wanted to take the weapons and see if I could exchange them for something.
So, he poured out the contents of the basket on his back, took out a few weapons from the fruit space, put them into the basket along with the handfuls he had taken out earlier, and covered them with animal skins. Then he took a long
Spear, carrying the basket on his back, he walked towards the place where he saw someone setting up a stall yesterday.
The snake handlers have already gotten up. People are coming and going on the road, and some people are setting up stalls on the side.
These people are not here to sell anything, they just take out the extra stuff at home and exchange it with the people in the tribe.
Yesterday's feast made everyone in the Snake Club get to know Gong Liang.
If there is a witch, and in addition to the friendship that he sent back the orb passed down by the Old Dragon Viper God, the people in the Snake Department were very grateful to Gongliang. When they saw him, they all bowed respectfully. Gongliang didn't know any etiquette, so he could only
He nodded in response.
Walking back and forth around the stall, he stopped at a stall with various wooden utensils.
The stall owner was an old man. There was no snake beside him, but there was a child squatting on the ground next to him. It looked like his grandson had one on his body. The snake saw Gong Liang coming and stared at it.
The two dragon vipers glanced at it, and the thing was so frightened that it quickly hid behind the child.
When the old man saw Gongliang approaching, he stood up and bowed respectfully.
Gongliang didn't dare to suffer, so he hurriedly stepped out of the way, and then asked the old man: "Old man, is there anyone setting up a stall next to you?"
"No, no." The old man said cautiously.
"Can I put something here?"
"Whatever, whatever, no one cares about it here."
After Gongliang heard this, he took out the animal skins from the basket and spread them on the ground. He took out the weapons and arranged them one by one. Then he sat behind and waited for people to ask. The child was curious when he saw what he had arranged, so he came over to take a look. When he saw Gongliang
Looking at him, he retracted his head again.
Yuan Gungun and Xiaoji also came, sitting next to him on the left and right, like guards.
After a while, no one came forward to ask.
However, a group of naughty children gathered around, looking at Yuan Gunwan and pointing, they must have never seen such a strange little beast before!
He was chubby but ignored these little brats.
Each of them has a snake on his body, either wrapped around his neck, or between his ears, or lying on his head, or coiled around his waist. The strips are yellow, green, red, or black, with flat heads and round ones.
Headed, pointed, square, all different.
Gongliang also knew several kinds of venomous snakes in his previous life, but he could not see the same species among them.
He didn't care about the little kids who came around to look at the strange things. He looked at the wooden utensils on the old man's stall next to him and asked, "Old man, did you make all these wooden utensils yourself?"
"Little craftsman, you have nothing to do and mess around. If you like it, take it." The old man said generously.
In fact, there was nothing Gongliang liked on the stall. He had something to do, so he continued to ask: "Old man, can you make large woodenware?"
"What are you looking for?" The old man said modestly, but there was a hint of arrogance on his face.
Gongliang thought for a while and drew a figure on the ground with his finger.
This was a wind cabinet in his hometown in his previous life that was specially used to blow away the unfilled grains and weed seeds in the rice, and to blow away the rice bran, husks and other things inside after the rice was ground into rice. The structure is quite simple.
There is a square funnel on the top for putting rice, a hand-operated Konoha blower wheel on the right, and the valley outlet below.
The three-color rice he currently puts in the fruit space has not yet been shelled. After the rice is pounded in the future, the rice husk, rice bran and other debris inside will be removed. There are generally two methods.
One is to let the natural wind blow, and the other is to use a wind cabinet. So, he tried to ask the old man if he could do it.
After looking at the graphics, the old man said: "This thing is quite simple, but I don't know if the finished thing will suit your liking."
After thinking about it, the old man said: "Why don't I try it before I go back? If it works, I'll let you know."
"Thank you very much, old man. I'm living in your leader Rui's house now. If you do well, just go there and tell me."
"I know, I know."
The tribe is not big, and the news about Gongliang has already spread throughout the tribe.
The stone mortar for pounding rice had not yet been found, and Gongliang's own craftsmanship was rough. He wanted to leave the two masters alone, so he asked the old man again: "Old man, do we have any masons in our tribe who can break stone tools?"
"What are you going to do?" the old man asked.
"I want to make a stone mortar." For fear that the old man would not understand, Gongliang directly dug a hole in the ground.
The old man quickly said: "I know how old you want to be."
Gongliang compared the two arms, but he still wanted to hold them in two arms.
"This is simple. I'll have someone type it up and send it to you later."
"Thank you, old man."
Gongliang said thank you, but in his heart he felt a little embarrassed to ask for help with nothing. Seeing his little grandson peeking his head again, he remembered that there was some fructose made from very sweet fruits in the fruit space.
In the past, because I was afraid that the fructose would not last long, I specially added fried potato starch, mixed well, and cut it into cubes for storage. Now it comes in handy.
So, he pretended to dig around in his arms, took out a small stone jar filled with candy, and handed it to the child, "Here, take it and eat it."
The child was afraid and hid behind his grandfather.
Gongliang looked at it and took out a piece of candy from the stone jar to eat. Then he said to the child: "This is a very sweet candy. You can eat it."
When the child saw him eating something from the stone jar, he looked at his grandfather eagerly. After seeing his grandfather agree, he took the stone jar, quietly took out a piece of candy from it and tasted it. His eyes narrowed because of the sweetness.
The old man laughed happily. The child was very sensible and took out a piece for his grandfather to eat. Suddenly he saw the child next to him who had seen it and quickly hid the stone jar under his buttocks.
Looking at the child, Gongliang smiled and turned his attention back to his stall. After sitting for a while, he found that no one came forward to ask. There were only a bunch of little kids around him. He thought that maybe his sales method was different.
question, he took out the two big knives on the stall from their scabbards.
There was a "buzz" sound.
The sound of the sword being unsheathed and the dazzling light of the sword made the people next to him narrow their eyes.
Gong Liang took two knives and beat them against each other. The clear sound of the knife, the bright blade and the sharp light of the knife instantly attracted a large number of people.
"Everyone, I am lucky enough to come to your tribe. Because I have to travel a long way, I am afraid that I will not find anything on the way, so I brought weapons to you in exchange for some food and drink items. If you like these weapons, you can take them. Just take them.
Just exchange it for something of equal value."
The people in the Snake Department seemed to have never seen such a good weapon, and their eyes were widened.
However, although they also liked these weapons, when they heard what Gong Liang said, they still said: "There is no need to exchange these good weapons for some useless things. When you leave, we will each collect a share and give it to you."
Gongliang didn't expect such a good thing to happen.
Just taking out the things, he had no intention of taking them back, so he said: "That's okay. If I meet other tribes on the road, I would like to exchange some things with them, but it's not good to always use everyone else's. If you like it, you can
In exchange for something, it’s best if it’s something that can be used in other tribes.”
At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from behind the crowd. Everyone quickly gave way, and then saw the powerful Lord Lingyang walking over.