"Qiu Juan, look at this!"
Meng Sheng saw a comb made of fish bones at a tribal aborigine stand in Binhai. The sharp fish bones were smoothed out. Meng Sheng combed his drooping hair, and it felt good.
Qiu Juan squatted down next to Meng Sheng, looked at the fishbone comb, "This one is for females to comb their hair."
"I know." The males in the tribe are generally unkempt, not delicate enough to comb their hair, but the females can use it: "You must bring something back with Aunt Luo."
Qiu Juan was a little surprised. His mother has always been his most important existence. Although Meng Sheng didn't say how he would support his mother when he was with him, he said from his actions that this is undoubtedly the best proof.
"What's the matter? Aunt Luo doesn't like these things?"
Qiu Juan quickly shook his head: "No."
He fiddled with the fishbone comb from left to right. The off-white bones are round, beautiful in shape, and delicately made: "It's not easy to change."
The aborigine who set up the stall said: "My partner made this. What do you have, I'll see if there is any suitable one, and I will change it if it suits me."
The two took out all the leftovers, only a bacon rib and a pheasant remained, Meng Sheng smiled bitterly: "What do you think?"
The native twirled Meng Sheng's ribs and shook his head: "Although I am an object and not worth much, this meat is too little."
"As for the pheasant, I've already changed one."
Meng Sheng knew that these aborigines were ignorant of goods, and the stewed pork ribs with bacon and pork ribs didn't know how fragrant it was, but he was not sure if these aborigines had started eating cooked food. He was looking for the bacon he had prepared earlier, and wanted to give the aborigines a taste, when suddenly an untimely voice sounded .
"Brother Kong Jia, look at that fish bone, it's so beautiful, it must be useful for combing hair, I want it."
Meng Sheng knew who this charming voice was without looking at it, it was really a narrow encounter.
Seeing the two of them, Kong Jia seemed to want to express himself. Without saying a word, he threw a piece of animal leg on the native stall: "This animal leg should be enough to exchange for your fish bones."
The front legs of a beast weighing five or six catties, and a fishbone comb, seemed like a real waste of money. Meng Sheng's eyes sank: "Brother, we came first."
The aborigines were a bit embarrassed, it was the first time I met two people grabbing an item.
Seeing that the situation is not good, Qiu Juan said, "Forget it, we've almost finished exchanging our prey, and the stall owner doesn't like what we have left, so we don't want it, and we'll just look elsewhere."
"Come on, let's take a look."
The two were about to leave, but the natives called them back: "Hey, my meat and the replacements are almost done today, you really come first, I am not unreasonable, I think the basket you are carrying is pretty good Yes, if you want, I will trade with you."
Meng Sheng glanced at his back basket, and after a long time the natives had taken a fancy to it, he raised the corner of his mouth: "It's done!"
After speaking, he put all the things in his backpack into Qiu Juan's backpack, and then emptied the backpack: "Here."
The aborigines got the backpack, as if they had found a treasure: "This thing looks good, and I can carry my things back later."
Meng Sheng took the fishbone comb and handed it to Qiu Juan: "Take it back and give it to Aunt Luo."
Qiu Juan sighed helplessly, the two people's things couldn't fit in one back basket, so they could only rely on their shoulders: "You replaced the back bag, I'll thank you, mother first."
Meng Sheng patted Qiu Juan: "Whatever you said, you can just carry it back and make it up again, and we are a family, so thank you for everything."
The conversation between the two made Kong Jia and Tang Tong look dark, and Kong Jia was even more angry, not only because he didn't get what Tang Tong liked, but also because Qiu Juan and Meng Sheng were so close. How awkward it was when you were with me at the beginning, but now you have only been with Meng Sheng for a few days, and you are very familiar with it.
He really doubted more than once, who betrayed whom!
After changing things, the aborigines saw the male fists clenched gradually, and shouted with wide eyes: "Hey, you didn't change things, don't you want to hit someone?"
Kong Jia glared at the native, grabbed Tang Tong's hand: "Let's go."
Tang Tong stomped her feet, muttering in dissatisfaction, "Why are they everywhere?"
"Hey, you haven't got your beast legs yet!" The aborigine shouted loudly holding the prey. Seeing that the two were walking very fast, there was no reaction at all, and they looked at Meng Sheng helplessly: "Do you know them?"
Meng Sheng asked Qiu Juan to take some dried seafood and put it on his back on the back: "I don't know, don't want it for nothing."
After speaking, he pulled Qiu Juan and left.
Looking at the beast leg in his hand, the native murmured, "Why are you so lucky today?"
After Meng Sheng and Qiu Juan exchanged the little prey left, they went back to find Zhong Yang. At this moment, Zhong Yang's prey was almost exchanged. Seeing the two of them coming back, Zhong Yang went up to meet them first. .
"Oh no."
Meng Shenghu questioned, "What's wrong?"
"I met a lot of people in the tribe just now, and they all complained that it was difficult to change the salt. We came early, so it was easy to change, but as the number of people in our tribe increased, everyone went to change the salt. The Shimiaoyuan tribe raised the value of salt very high, and only a large piece of meat can be exchanged for a few pieces of salt."
"Isn't this a price increase!" Meng Sheng scolded, but he was not surprised, these natives are very shrewd, and the previously unpopular salt suddenly became popular, and they naturally would not let go of the opportunity to make a fortune.
Qiu Juan also looked a little worried: "Many people in the tribe like to use salt now. If the tribes near the sea continue to increase the value of salt so much, wouldn't our tribe be at a disadvantage?"
"What Qiu Juan said makes sense, but there's nothing we can do about it. We can't tell everyone not to eat salt again."
Meng Sheng was silent for a while: "I remember when I went to Qiu Juan's cave, Aunt Luo gave me salt rocks. Ah Juan, where did you find those rocks?"
"It's in the forest of our tribe, but although those stones have a salty smell, there is a lot of sand and dust mixed in the stones, which is far less good than the salt in the tribe near the sea."
"Since there are salt stones in our tribe, we can reduce some exchanges. Those salt stones can be used for bacon, and the salt we usually eat can be replaced. This can reduce the amount of salt exchange." Meng Sheng paused and said: "We When I go back, I can teach you how to weave panniers and other baskets, I think many aborigines are interested in our panniers today, and then we can exchange tools for salt.”
"Everyone suffered a loss once, just try not to suffer a loss next time."
Zhong Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still your thoughtfulness. When I get back, I will recruit the sub-female and females in the tribe to chop bamboo for weaving."
Meng Sheng nodded: "Go back to Zhongyang and be responsible for recruiting people from the tribe. After the yellow bamboo is cut, Qiu Juan will be responsible for teaching everyone how to weave it."
Qiu Juan pointed at himself: "Me?"
Meng Sheng looked stern: "It's not like you don't know what Zhong Yang and I made up. You can't let the two of us lose face in the tribe, right?"
Zhong Yang scratched his head and agreed with Meng Sheng's words. It's really unmanly for two males to teach everyone to do these delicate tasks: "Yes, Qiu Juan, the basket you made is the most beautiful, and I need your help when the time comes."
Seeing the hesitant person, Meng Sheng patted Yayu's back: "It's okay, I'll teach you some knitting techniques when I get back. Don't be nervous, you are very good."
After thinking about it, Qiu Juan still agreed.