It seemed to be confirming Yang Cheng's words.
As soon as he finished speaking, the two beast-eared girls next to him immediately nodded in agreement with their hands on their hips:
"Yes, Wu, I don't agree! This method of drilling wood to make fire is unique to our tribe. How can we let others learn it?"
"Yeah, you can't teach it to the people of the Vine Tribe. Just now this woman wanted to attack you!"
As the leader of the Fuji tribe's hunting team, Qiuye is not a fool, seeing this.
She gradually calmed down, the expectant expression on her face disappeared, and turned cold again.
Qiuye knew that Yang Cheng wanted her to get something in exchange.
"Wizard of the Qingque Tribe, what do you want?" Qiuye asked lightly.
Of course I want you!
Yang Cheng almost blurted out subconsciously.
Then, he quickly reacted and coughed twice: "It depends on the Qiuye warrior, what you can come up with."
At this time, Qiucao came to his senses after listening to the conversation between them.
"Sister, let's go, we won't change with him." Qiucao shouted: "Isn't it just making a fire? What's so weird! Let's go back to find the witch. She will definitely know how to use a stick to make a fire!"
"Tch, just leave. No one will be the same as you!"
Not to be outdone, Yan Lin and Xing yelled back with grimaces on their faces.
"Okay, stop making trouble, A-mei."
Qiuye scolded Qiucao, then turned around and said: "Shamans of the Qingque tribe, how about I trade salt with you."
She waved and asked passerby Yi from the Vine tribe to come over, took an animal skin bag from his body and unfolded it in front of Yang Cheng and others.
Yang Cheng looked into the animal skin bag. Inside were brown particles the size of sand and pebbles, weighing about fifteen or six kilograms.
Is this the unfiltered coarse salt mine?
Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes and analyzed what these brown particles were.
Such brown particles are also found in the Qingque tribe, but they are larger than this, almost like small clods of soil. The number is still small, just a small animal skin bag.
After Yang Cheng took over the tribe, he looked at it and gave up filtering the things that he didn't know whether to be considered salt or soil.
When Yanhu, Cangshi and others next to them saw these brown particles, they immediately became happy and said loudly: "Witch, this is salt!"
The expressions of Yanhu and others were seen in Qiuye's eyes.
She felt happy.
Sure enough, what the Qingque tribe lacks now is salt.
Just now when they were setting fire to barbecue, Qiuye noticed that the Qingque tribe members just raised the fire and roasted the ferocious beasts on it without spreading any salt.
Ordinary tribesmen can forget about it, but those totem warriors eat barbecue without salt.
Although primitive people did not know what salt was, people must consume a certain amount of salt.
But they know that people can't live without salt. If they don't eat salt, they will have no strength.
Totem warriors are an important protective force for a tribe. If they don't have salt to eat, Qiuye guessed at that time that the Qingque tribe might not have salt, or that the salt would be used up quickly.
So, Qiuye took out the salt he brought with him on the road to replenish his physical strength and tried it.
Seeing Yanhu and others' surprise now, Qiuye confirmed her thoughts.
"How about it? Do you want to change the shaman of the Qingque tribe?" Qiuye asked.
Change, of course!
Why don't you just drill wood and start a fire? Take it, take it.
This thing was originally invented by primitive people and has no technical content at all.
You can learn it by reacting, taking a few glances, and thinking about it.
In exchange for these fifteen or six kilograms of salt, it would be enough for the tribesmen to survive for a while.
Moreover, Qiuye has carried fifteen or six kilograms of salt with him. Yang Cheng guessed that the Teng tribe must have a specific source of salt mines and would not worry about the salt being eaten up.
We have to find a way to get this salt mine!
Yang Cheng suddenly made a decision in his heart, but not only was there no joy on his face, but he was confused:
"Oh, this, this is not good. This skill of making fire is unique to our tribe. If I teach it to you...forget it, forget it, let's not change it..."
Yang Cheng made up his mind, gritted his teeth for the last time, and shook his head.
Yanhu became anxious when he saw it: "Witch, this is salt. Our tribe is almost out of salt. This drilling wood and starting a fire is not..."
"Cough cough cough..."
Cangshi next to him coughed several times and hurriedly pulled Yanhu back.
Cang Shi had a quick mind and immediately understood Yang Cheng's purpose of doing this.
Seeing that Yan Hu was still confused and confused after being pulled by him, he glared at Yan Hu again and gave him a few looks.
Yan Hu felt the look Cang Shi gave him and became more and more confused.
Fortunately, when he was confused, he didn't say anything anymore and just touched the back of his head.
This made Yang Cheng quietly sigh in relief, and then he couldn't help but cursed secretly,
This stupid tiger almost missed his plan!
Qiuye didn't pay attention to the movement on Yanhu's side. Her eyes were only on Yang Cheng, and she saw that Yang Cheng actually refused the exchange proposal.
Qiuye became even more anxious.
She had to get the means to make a fire!
The Vine Tribe also needs fire!
Qiuye gritted his teeth and waved again, asking passerby C from the Vine tribe to come over. He took another small animal skin bag from him and unfolded it in front of Yang Cheng.
There is still yellow-brown coarse-grained salt mineral inside, about seven or eight pounds.
"Let me add one more thing. This is what I brought with me when I left the tribe this time. What do you think of the shamans of the Qingque tribe?" Qiuye asked.
For totem warriors, salt intake is very important.
If hunting ferocious beasts near the tribe is okay, it won't consume much.
But if people like Qiuye and the others travel long distances, the consumption will be even greater. In addition, totem warriors are different from ordinary tribesmen. It is normal for five people to eat one or two kilograms of salt a day.
These seven or eight kilograms of salt were originally left by Qiu Ye and planned to be eaten on the return trip.
But now it seems that if I don't take it out, I may not be able to replace this method of making fire.
After Qiuye took out the seven or eight kilograms of salt, he stared at Yang Cheng closely, waiting for his answer.
Hey, I really got some tricks out again!
Yang Cheng felt happy.
"That's it..."
Yang Cheng frowned, hesitant on his face, and finally gritted his teeth, and the hesitation turned into a heart-wrenching determination:
"Forget it, just think that our tribe has suffered a loss. I will teach you how to drill wood and make fire."
Yang Cheng waved his hand and asked Cang Shi to put away the two animal skin bags.
Then, his eyes scanned the bodies of the people around him.
Guys like Yan Lin and Xing, when they heard that they were going to teach the Teng tribe to drill wood and make fire, they all wanted to show off, but when Yang Cheng's eyes caught them, they were all eager to give it a try.
But Yang Cheng's eyes swept across them without stopping for a moment. Finally he saw someone, his eyes lit up, and he pointed his hand and said: "That Xia, come here and teach the brothers and sisters of the Teng tribe to drill wood and make fire."
