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Chapter 312 The eighth year of the establishment of the Vine Tribe

 In the winter of the seventh year after the establishment of the Vine Tribe, a major earthquake occurred, and minor earthquakes occurred from time to time, lasting for nearly two months.

Except for the Teng tribe, many tribesmen failed to survive this troubled winter.

However, time is always passing by, and the cold winter will not last forever. When the sun shines on the earth again and the ice and snow begin to melt, all the suffering will be over.

Unknowingly, the eighth year of the establishment of the Vine Tribe came quietly with the sunshine.

"Wow..."

The melted ice cubes slid down from the trees in the yard and hit the head of the black wind rhinoceros Yueya, who was just about to go out for a walk. Yueya shook his head and puffed out two puffs of white steam from his nostrils in dissatisfaction.

"Hey..."

Not long after, a bird song sounded in the sky, and a huge purple bird fell from the sky and dropped a prey in Jiang Xuan's yard.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door of the main house was opened, and a sleepy Jiang Xuan walked out of it. The dazzling sunlight made him squint slightly.

"The sun finally comes out!"

Jiang Xuan stretched out, bathed in the sunshine, and listened to the melting ice and snow falling around him, feeling that the haze of the entire winter had dissipated.

"Hey..."

Tang Yuan let out a low cry, then held the prey in his mouth and threw it swingingly in front of Jiang Ye, his eyes obviously a little proud.

"Hey, Tangyuan, you caught a two-horned beast back so early, it's so awesome!"

Jiang Xuan's unstinting praise made Tangyuan raise his head proudly, and at the same time glance provocatively at the lazy Black Wind Rhinoceros next to him.

Black Wind Rhino Crescent Moon didn't care about this. It walked slowly towards the forest. With every step of its huge hooves, the ice on the ground shattered into pieces.

It is a herbivore and has no interest in meat. When the mountains were covered with ice and snow, it could only eat some dry forage. Now that the ice and snow have melted, it will go to the forest to eat those green leaves.

Jiang Xuan walked to the pool in the yard and washed himself with melted snow water. His whole body was refreshed and he got out of his sleepy state.

He first called two soldiers for help, skinned the bicornu beast that Tang Yuan had brought back, cleaned its internal organs, and then used a bronze knife to remove the meat from the bicorne beast piece by piece. Soon after, the huge bicorne beast appeared.

Only a skeleton is left.

The animal skins will be sent to the clothing workshop, and soon they will be made into exquisite animal skin clothing by the people of the Vine tribe.

The animal bones and teeth are sent to the bone tool workshop, some of which are made into weapons and tools, and some of which are made into beautiful handicrafts and sold in the trading area.

As for the animal meat and offal, half of it is left for Tangyuan himself to eat, and the other half is distributed by Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan first gave some meat to the two warriors who were helping, then selected a piece of good meat to give to Red Shao, and then gave some to Uncaria, Stone Loach, Nan Xing, Schizonepeta and others.

There is not much animal meat left.

Jiang Xuan cooked a pot in a big pot, salted the rest, and ate it slowly in a clay pot.

"Gulu gulu..."

In the fire pit, the broth in the big pot was boiling, and the rich aroma of meat filled the whole room...

Jiang Xuan sat next to the table, unfolded a brand new bamboo slip, then mixed some paint, dipped the paint in with an animal hair brush, and wrote on the bamboo slip with the pen.

"January, the eighth year of the Vine Tribe..."

After finishing writing, Jiang Xuan put down the animal brush and sighed: "Eight years have passed, time flies so fast."

……

A few days later, with the joint efforts of the sun and the warm south wind, the ice and snow finally melted away, the Lobster River began to flow again, the door of the vine wall opened again, and all the people of the vine tribe began their busy work in the new year.<

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"The trading area is open!"

When the gate to the trading area slowly opened, tourists and people from nearby tribes who had been waiting for a long time rushed in.

The long winter has passed, and some people are in urgent need of food and food

Salt, some people need new weapons, while others need various tools, and the demand for trade is very strong.

Dong Kui, the big shopkeeper of the trading area, also came out. She shouted to the crowd: "Don't mess around, everyone, line up. Our Vine Tribe has sufficient reserves of supplies. We will definitely let everyone buy what they need."

"Everyone line up, don't crowd around!"

Nanxing came over with the soldiers from the guard team. Hundreds of soldiers holding weapons blended into the crowd, then separated the crowd piece by piece, and asked them to line up one by one.

Soon after, the messy scene in the trading area disappeared. Under the command of the guard soldiers, long queues formed in front of all the shops to conduct transactions one by one.

Seeing this scene, Dong Kui breathed a sigh of relief, then put on a warm smile and shuttled through the shops in the trading area, helping the clerks solve various problems.

In addition to the trading area, the hunting team, fishing team, planting team, breeding team, construction team, and various workshops of the Vine Tribe are all busy again, and the entire tribe is full of vitality.

……

In early February, the eighth year after the establishment of the Teng tribe, Shan Jia, the leader of the Shangui tribe, took the initiative to visit Jiang Xuan.

"Chief Xuan, these are the mushrooms that just grew this year. I give them to you to try."

In the house, Golin put down a large bag of fresh mushrooms and opened the bag.

Jiang Xuan stepped forward, picked up a fist-sized mushroom and looked at it. A fresh mushroom fragrance immediately hit his face.

Jiang Xuan put down the mushrooms and said with a smile: "Thank you, Chief Shanjia. I happen to have fresh meat here. We will grill mushroom skewers and eat them later."

The mountain beetle took the initiative and said: "Then I'll find fresh branches to make a drill. I'm the best at this."

The mountain beetle did as he was told, and immediately went outside to find suitable branches, and then cut them into skewers for skewers.

After returning to the house, he volunteered to wash mushrooms, cut meat, and thread skewers. It was not until he finished marinating and grilling the meat skewers that he had a little free time.

"Zizzizi..."

After the mushroom skewers are brushed with grease and roasted over charcoal fire, they quickly take on a charming color and attractive aroma.

While Jiang Xuan was waiting for the meat skewers to be cooked, he asked casually: "Chief Shanjia, didn't you come here specifically to give me meat skewers?"

Ever since Shan Jia came in, Jiang Xuan had felt that something must be wrong with him, and he was just using busyness to cover it up, or to create more time for himself to think.

Shanjia smiled unnaturally and said: "Nothing can be hidden from the eyes of Leader Xuan."

"If you have any questions, just tell me directly. We are old friends and we can discuss everything easily."

Jiang Xuan's words made Shanjia feel a little more relaxed. He turned over the mushroom skewers, took a deep breath, then turned to look at Jiang Xuan, and said seriously: "Chief Xuan, if our Shanjia tribe

I want to become the fourth affiliated tribe of the Vine Tribe. I wonder if you will accept it?"

Jiang Xuan's face became serious when he heard this: "Chief Shanjia, I can't decide such a big matter on my own. I have to ask the opinions of the Teng Shen and the witch first. Let's eat first before talking."<

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"This... okay..."

Although Shanjia was eager to get the answer immediately, he also knew that Jiang Xuan was right. It was impossible not to ask the totem god and shaman about such a big matter, so he could only wait patiently.

After the mushroom kebabs were grilled, they tasted quite good, but the mountain turtle was very uneasy, and even the most delicious food tasted like wax.

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