When asked by the villagers, the innocent Rumdo told the other party truthfully.
After all, after both of his parents died, his family also received favors from each other.
After the villager learned the news, he was immediately overjoyed. He immediately called more than ten members of his family, young and old, and went straight to the valley with the basket.
It's not like he hasn't suspected Rumdo of lying, but here, no matter how rich the family is, they can't afford roast chicken!
Even if it means stealing more rum, there is no place to steal it.
Of course, there must be roast chicken at the tribe leader's house, but Rumdo doesn't have the ability to go inside.
The tribe leader's house is guarded by warriors. If ordinary tribesmen enter without authorization, they will die!
When the villagers came back from the valley with their bags on their shoulders, the village was filled with excitement.
A group of villagers surrounded the villager's house.
Seeing the hungry looks in the eyes of those villagers, the villagers did not dare to hide anything and told the secrets in the valley.
This is not surprising, considering that these villagers usually live in harmony with each other.
But everyone is hungry!
There is suddenly so much food in your house, including roast chicken, roast leg of lamb, etc. This makes people jealous.
Why do you monopolize the benefits given by God?
It is conceivable that if the villagers of this family do not tell the secret of the valley honestly, they may end up in a terrible situation.
In a village like this in the mountains, it is not uncommon for a family to die.
Even the leader of the tribe would not worry about such a trivial matter unless the mine collapsed.
Of course, after learning the secret of the valley, all the men, women and children in the village took action.
If you have a basket at home, bring it with you. If you don’t have a basket, you can grab a handful of bamboo strips and weave the basket while walking.
In short, do everything you can to prepare the tools used to hold food, and then fight towards the valley!
When they arrived in the valley and saw the spring flowing with milk, honey, raisins and even roasted chicken legs and lamb legs, the villagers all cried.
It wasn't that they cried out of fear, but out of excitement.
This is God’s gift!
Otherwise, how could such a spring suddenly appear in such a deserted valley?
Anyway, after a burst of excitement, they jumped into the spring water, first drank wildly, and then fought for the drumsticks and lamb legs floating out of the spring.
They also have brains. After all, they don't have containers for milk and honey, so they can only pick up chicken legs and lamb legs.
People from a village returned home with a full load, and the whole village was immediately filled with joyful laughter.
It must be said that this milk spring has brought unprecedented wealth to the village.
They would go to the valley every two days, and each time they would return with a full load after eating and drinking.
Now their life is not better than that of the tribal leaders, but at least it is better than those of the warriors.
After all, even a samurai cannot eat meat all the time.
But this happy life only lasted a month.
A month later, the warriors of the tribal leader came to the village to recruit the miners.
Generally speaking, villages under the tribe must send no less than 20 miners to work in the mines for half of the year.
This is an obligation stipulated by the tribal leader.
The villagers in the village hid the food at home early.
They are not stupid either. They know that if the tribe leader knows about the existence of this milk spring, then this milk spring will definitely have nothing to do with them.
But after the warriors came to the village, they quickly discovered something suspicious.
The reason is very simple. Most of the villagers under the tribe are sallow and thin, and their lives are not very good.
But the villagers in this village all looked shiny, and some of them were even fatter.
There is no way this is fed from sweet potatoes!
The doubtful samurai would not reason with the villagers at all, and immediately rummaged through each house with a submachine gun.
Soon, the chicken legs and lamb legs hidden in the dark were turned out, as well as some milk and honey in clay pots.
“What is this?! Where did it come from!?
As soon as the samurai saw these foods that could never appear in the village, they immediately began to torture the villagers.
Warriors are just nobles lower than the leader in the tribe, and they have always looked down on ordinary villagers.
Therefore, these villagers actually have so much meat in their homes. There must be a big secret buried in it!
It should be said that most of the villagers are still hard-core and will not tell the truth no matter how tortured they are.
But there are a few rat droppings in any village.
So the warriors got the truth after some torture.
"What? There is actually a milk spring in the valley, and food is floating out of it?"
This group of warriors then escorted several people who surrendered and betrayed the secret to the valley.
After arriving at the valley, these warriors were shocked.
A milky white spring water flows down the valley, with chicken legs, lamb legs, cream cakes, and even lobsters floating on it.
Yes, after this period of growth, this milk spring has a new product.
It can be imagined that this milk spring was just a milk spring at first. Before it was discovered, honey, butter, chicken legs and lamb legs were slowly added.
Of course, these warriors don't think so much, they only know that they have made it.
One rushed into the milk spring like a savage, drank milk and honey in large gulps, reached out to grab the chicken legs and mutton legs, and gnawed them.
This meal was enough to fill them up, and when they returned, they all had big bellies, as if they were six months pregnant.
Initially, these samurai were prepared to hide the Milk Spring.
After all, the landlord’s family doesn’t have any surplus food.
Regardless of the high status of the warriors in the tribe, their food and drink are much better than those of ordinary villagers.
But they are not the leader after all, they can only pick up some fallen residue from the mouth of the leader.
Under such circumstances, they did not intend to tell the leader about this.
After all, with this milk spring, they would have no worries about food and drink.
But the problem is that there is a reason why the leader can firmly control this tribe.
At least this group of warriors has his eyes and ears.
So when the warriors returned to the mine, the leader quickly learned of the situation.
Compared with those warriors, villagers, and leader who only know about eating and drinking, the vision of the leader is undoubtedly much broader.
After learning that there was such a magical milk spring in the valley, his first reaction was to open a food processing factory.
Of course, there is no need for a production line. You only need to send some people to guard the milk spring, and then sterilize, can the milk, and vacuum-pack the chicken legs and so on.
There is no doubt that in the eyes of the leader, this milk spring is a spring flowing with money.
This was especially confirmed after he went to Milk Spring for on-site investigation.
Because at this time, there is another kind of food floating out of the spring: roast suckling pig.
Soon, a large number of warriors came to the valley and firmly guarded the valley. The leader also began to use his connections to purchase canning equipment and other things internationally.
But there is no way this kind of thing can be kept secret in a place like Cuilengsa.
Soon, the leaders of the two tribes near the Zabulu tribe learned the news.
The news undoubtedly shocked them.
After all, in a place like Cuilengsa, there are still many myths and legends.
This magical story about God-given food seems to have a sense of kingship and God-given power.
Of course, no matter what, the leaders of the two tribes quickly got together to discuss how to deal with this matter.
This is not surprising. After all, after the Zabulu tribe obtained such a spring, its future economic strength can be expected to increase.
After the economic strength has increased, according to the practice of the tribes in Cuilengsa, they will definitely purchase new weapons, expand armaments, and enhance military strength.
In this way, Zabulu will pose a great threat to the two nearby tribes.
Although the leaders of these two tribes don't know how to allow others to sleep on the side of the bed, they all understand the same truth.
The Zabulu tribe must not be allowed to develop, otherwise, the next tribe to perish is likely to be you!
You must know that there were hundreds of tribes in Cuilengsa's past.
It's just that many tribes were destroyed in the long civil war and completely disappeared in the long river of history.
Under such circumstances, all existing tribes are on high alert.
Therefore, in a pitch-black night, two tribes near Zabulu gathered their troops and attacked the Zabulu tribe!
Although the Zabulu tribe is the weakest among all tribes, in one-on-one situations, the Zabulu tribe can drag the enemy into the water and greatly damage the opponent's strength.
Under such circumstances, Cuilengsa was able to maintain a short-term peace within it.
But when two tribes whose strength surpassed theirs attacked the Zabulu tribe in a surprise attack, the Zabulu tribe could not hold on.
The leader of the Zabulu tribe, who was caught off guard, only had time to summon his warriors before he was blocked in his manor by the armies of the two tribes.
Although the quality of the armies of the two tribes is very poor, the backbone are only warriors holding submachine guns, and the rest of the soldiers are villagers gathered from various villages, holding extremely backward weapons, such as old-fashioned gunpowder guns, long Spear or something.
But there are so many people.
The combined armies of these two tribes numbered more than 5,000, and the warriors in the manor of the leader of the Zabulu tribe only had about a hundred people. Even though he beat and kicked all the gardeners, servants, etc. After being driven to guard various parts of the manor, there were only fifty or sixty more people.
Under such circumstances, the Zabulutou man stayed in the manor for two days.
This is already the limit.
Because the leaders of the other two tribes drove the villagers cannon fodder into the battle at all costs.
Every time they charge, dozens of villagers will die, while Zabulu's warriors will die at most a few.
But there are a lot of cannon fodder.
Two days later, only a dozen warriors, more than 20 children, and more than a dozen wives were left with Zabulutou.
No way, the tree fell and the hozen scattered.
Seeing that the leader was gone, the remaining warriors, gardeners, servants, etc. all surrendered to the enemy.
Only a few loyal warriors, family members who could not surrender, and the Zabulu leader remained in the villa.
Of course, even holding on in the final villa is useless.
The last two tribes drove away the surrendered warriors and servants, followed by the villagers' cannon fodder. The warriors broke into the villa with just one charge, and then there was a one-sided bloody massacre.
But people's hearts are always fickle.
On the night after killing the Zabulutou people, the two tribes started fighting among themselves because of the uneven division of the Zabulutou people's treasure.
Among them, the leader of the tribe named Starva was superior. After the internal strife began, he gathered his own warriors and directly attacked the opponent's leader.
After killing the opponent's leader, the opponent's tribe's army naturally fell apart and fled.
To say that this Starva man's heart is really dark.
After occupying the Zabulu tribe, in order to prevent the news from spreading, he not only killed all the prisoners he captured, but even slaughtered all the villages outside the valley!
As for the news, it may still be spread by the escaped warriors, but at least in a short time, this problem has been solved.
But next, this Starva head man's approach was completely different from that of the Zabulu head man.
He had never thought about setting up a food processing factory.
After he arrived in the valley, he immediately asked the warriors to drive the villagers to dig the spring!
Yes, when he thought about it, such a magical milk spring could not have been born out of thin air. There must be a source within it, and it was probably some kind of fairy treasure!
Treasures like a cornucopia.
Although he now occupies the Zabulu tribe, this is not his long-established sphere of influence.
So his idea was to dig out the source of the Milk Spring and take it back without worrying about the news of the Milk Spring being exposed.
In short, his idea is indeed not bad.
But the problem soon came.
The villagers were very happy to dig the Milk Spring. After all, they didn't live nearby and wanted to finish their work and go home early.
In addition, when digging the milk spring, taking a few sips of milk, honey, etc., the supervising samurai could not see it. After all, they were also enjoying all this.
A group of people gathered around the spring, waving their hoes and digging vigorously.
As the spring hole was continuously dug, the water in the spring did not increase.
Under such circumstances, these villagers successfully dug down to more than ten meters, and then the hoe struck something hard with a bang.
This situation also made the Starva leader excited. While rushing towards the spring, he was gesticulating and directing, asking the villagers to be careful not to dig up their treasures.
Under the supervision of the Starva leader, the villagers acted more relaxedly, but this also slowed down the whole process.
It wasn't until it turned dark that the hard object under the spring was dug out.
This hard object is actually a white crystal the size of a human head.
