The Infrastructure’s Guide

Chapter 57

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On the third day, when the rising sun pierced through the clouds and cast light on the blue ocean, they finally reached the coastal area.

After being exhausted, the natives of the Yilin tribe stood on a high reef, overlooking the endless ocean. One after another, the waves hit the reef. Their hearts were like tumbling waves, and they could not calm down for a long time.

Living in the mountains and forests for a long time, the completely uncovered and wide land boundary opened the eyes of the aboriginals.

Meng Sheng has seen the sea, and his heart is much calmer than other aborigines. Seeing the eyes of the aborigines gleaming and ready to move, he said helplessly: "Go, get enough freshness, so as not to get into Qiu Bo It's like the Horde has never seen the world."

The natives cheered, and the men and women ran down the big rocky reef like joy, and jumped onto the soft sandy shore. The bears took off their shoes, rolled up their trousers and jumped into the sea. A group of people frolicked like monkeys.

Two envoys from the Qiubo tribe followed Meng Sheng with sincere smiles on their faces, and one of them arched their back slightly: "Priest, I am very happy that friends from the Yilin tribe like Binhai. If the leader knows It must be a pleasure."

Meng Sheng smiled: "Is it not far from your tribe?"

"Hurry up, go through the mountains and you will arrive at our tribe. Priests should also go to rest. I will go to the tribe first and inform the leader to meet him."

Meng Sheng's brows tightened: "No need, we just go there."

"According to our previous itinerary, we should have arrived last night, but there was a delay on the way. I'm afraid the leader is worried now. I'll go back and report a letter. The leader can rest assured that I can complete his arrangement."

Meng Sheng nodded. Since it was a specific arrangement, it was not easy to express his enthusiasm, so he asked one of the envoys to report back first.

It must take some time to go back and forth. He walked onto the beach and sat on the edge of the coastline, ready to wait for the wild monkeys in his tribe to have fun for a while.

Looking at the Binhai tribe on the line of water and sky, he touched his chin: It really is a good place. If the Chubo tribe can be developed into a sub-tribe, it will be more convenient to come for vacation.

"Our priests are too steady, and we are so calm when we see such a beautiful place."

The female who was splashing water in the distance said: "The priests of our Yilin tribe are all intelligent, brave and capable. Of course they are different from ordinary people."

"Haha, your priests are good at everything, but they married too early, otherwise they would be more perfect!" Tang Dun interrupted quickly when he heard the natives talking.

"It's not right to say that. It's thanks to the priest's couple getting married early, otherwise we all have to worry about it, can we sleep well every night?"

The natives burst into laughter.

Meng Sheng didn't know what they were making a fuss about, but looking at the eyes that drifted over from time to time, Custodian knew that they were making fun of him.

He waved his hands: "It's almost there! Pack up, count everything, it's time to go!"

"yes!"

This side was ready to go, when there was a commotion, Lin Zi quickly ran out of a group of natives, led by Zhan.

More than 20 people from the Chubo tribe came to welcome them warmly. As soon as Meng Sheng walked over, a garland was tied around his neck. He held up a large garland. This folk custom is really unique.

Entering the habitat of the Qiubo tribe, the grass houses with sloping roofs were half-hidden among the bushes. Meng Sheng watched from a distance. The population of the Qiubo tribe was small, and the houses were built according to a circle. The houses formed a circle. There is an open space in the middle, obviously for the convenience of assembly.

Because of their arrival, the aborigines in the open area were busy, preparing a lot of delicacies of the tribe.

A group of people were led to enjoy the delicious food in the open field. They were exhausted all the way. They must be a little tired, but they are not hungry enough. There are archers on the road. Is it Qiu Juan's favorite student who has been carefully taught? No problem, the food hunted on the road was not even eaten, and some of the leftovers were taken to the Chupo tribe.

The aborigines of the Yilin tribe came to Binhai for the first time, and they were very interested in the unique coconut milk, coconut meat and seafood in Binhai. What you get in the trading field are simple types, and you can only enjoy seafood when you really go to the seaside.

"I saw that the Yilin tribe all ate cooked food. I was afraid that the priests would not be used to our tribe's seafood, so I asked the people who are good at cooking to bake some fish." After Zhan finished speaking, two natives immediately carried a large basket The grilled fish came up, and the washed banana leaves were used as the bottom of the basket. Sea fish, oysters, shrimps and crabs were grilled in a pile.

The fire is still good, there is no burnt, but there is no seasoning, the pure seafood flavor is mixed with fireworks... It is not as good as eating it raw.

"Raw seafood is also delicious." The cooked food was specially baked for him, which is enough to show how much the Chubo tribe attaches importance to him, and he is not stupid enough to say something bad.

After eating half of the food, Meng Sheng asked the people of the tribe to give the gifts they brought to the Qiubo tribe. In the exchanges between you and me, the two tribes have gotten used to it, it's just a simple A few words of politeness.

But the people of the Chubo tribe always felt that they were taking advantage of the Yilin tribe. After all, the big tribes gave them good things that they didn't have.

After eating, Zhan took Meng Sheng to visit the Qiubo tribe.

This is a small tribe with only one hundred and thirty-two people. It is the largest Miaoyuan tribe in the coastal area on a small hill away from them. When Zhan talked about the Miaoyuan tribe, he didn’t have a good face. , it seems that they don't want to see the Miaoyuan tribe very much, and they seem to be afraid that Meng Sheng will be interested in the Miaoyuan tribe.

In fact, if Meng Sheng was interested, he would have made friends with them long ago. It is actually not a problem to make friends with their tribe's current strength, but he also has concerns. It is not easy to control a large tribe, and it is easy to have two minds when it develops in the future. After all, the old saying Well, icing on the cake is far worse than giving charcoal in the snow. Moreover, the reputation of this Miaoyuan tribe does not seem to be good.

While he was thinking about it, Zhan took him to the seaside. A group of natives were bending over and scraping off salt crystals on the dry river bed. These original salts were large and contained many impurities. Other tribes directly took The salt blocks are exchanged for other items in the trading field, but the natives of the Chubo tribe will process the salt to remove part of the large and conspicuous impurities.

When the natives saw the two of them, they greeted them warmly.

Zhan said with a smile on his face: "Thanks to being able to change new weapons in the Yilin Tribe, now that I have a basket and tools, it is much easier to scrape salt than before, and the output has also increased a lot. This time the priest must bring more salt when he goes back. Walk."

Meng Sheng didn't answer. In his opinion, the efficiency of this method of mining salt is still too low. Every day lying on the dry stone bed, there is only so much salt. And as the demand for salt increases, the coastal tribes are scrambling for it. With scrape salt, supplies can quickly become problematic.

"Priest?" Zhan didn't hear the answer, so he called out to the male next to him who seemed to be in a trance.

"Actually, I know a method. The quality of the salt is not bad." Meng Sheng said suddenly.

Zhan was stunned, and asked almost subconsciously: "What way?"

The widespread use of salt, in fact, was spread from the Yilin tribe fundamentally. Now the vast tribes have begun to use salt in food, and salt has changed from an item that no one cares about to a sought-after item in trade fairs.

If it is possible to increase the production of salt, there will be too many benefits. As a leader, Zhan certainly knows the twists and turns.

Meng Sheng smiled and said nothing, Zhan realized his abruptness, since it was a good idea, how could he say it casually, he is not confused, since the priests have raised this matter, it means there is room for negotiation, He lowered his voice and said, "The priest can talk about the conditions, we can negotiate."

On the road, Meng Sheng admired Zhan very much.

"After I tell your tribe the method, your tribe will have to provide salt to the Yilin tribe for free."

Although Meng Sheng's tone was neither light nor serious, it was undoubtedly a thunderbolt that fell into Zhan's ears. Providing it for free means that he will not get any benefits, which undoubtedly made him fall into deep thought.

"Although my condition is a bit big, but the leader can rest assured that if our deal is concluded, I will not only be responsible for giving you the method, but also guide you until the people of the Chubo tribe learn it, and I will not tell you the method. Any tribe."

Zhan didn't agree right away, but instead of being annoyed, Meng Sheng found it interesting. If he heard something good and agreed blindly without thinking about it, it made him afraid to make a deal with this kind of tribe.

"Actually, I can tell other coastal tribes how to do it. There is a reason why I chose the Chubo tribe. I have investigated other tribes who also scrape salt on the river bed. Only the Chubo tribe is willing to take the trouble to deal with the salt. Impurities, this is something I appreciate, and our tribe has a good relationship, so we put forward the conditions, and Chief Zhan doesn't need to answer me in a hurry, he can think about it carefully."

Meng Sheng smiled: "Even if the deal is not concluded, our two tribes are still on good terms."

Zhan followed the pole and stepped down: "Thank you priest, I will definitely consider this matter carefully, and I will definitely give the priest an answer tomorrow."

Meng Sheng nodded, and didn't say anything more about it. Zhan took him to the place where he rested at night. It was a big grass house with a sloping roof. The hay and wood still had a fresh smell. Meng Sheng guessed that it had just been built. It smells like the sea, probably it was built specially because people from their tribe were coming.

The inside of the house is actually very empty, without any furniture, just a few large pieces of wood on a rectangle with palm cushions and furs. Let’s count it as a bed, it’s just a place to sleep.

Even so, Meng Sheng already felt that it was pretty good, and he was a little embarrassed. He thought that when the people of the Chubo tribe came to their tribe, they still slept in the open-air dam, but this situation will not happen again after this trip. They are going to build a house.

After Zhan went to work on the affairs of the tribe, he recruited a few natives from the tribe who were good at carpentry. There were four of them in total. This was mentioned when he was asked to make tableware.

The four of them were still dripping wet, Meng Sheng put his hands behind his back, with a stern face, as if he was a leader: "Going to the beach again?"

The native raised his hands: "Look, priest! We went to the beach and picked up a lot of seashells. They are so beautiful. We just brought tools and made some jewelry."

After speaking, a native came forward and put a string of seashells around his neck. Seeing that he didn't respond, several other people put them on him one after another.

He shook his head, wearing a wreath before, he was dyed with a scent, and it was gaudy.

"Priest, don't lose it, at least take it back and give it to Qiu Juan."

Meng Sheng grabbed the seashells hanging on his chest and gently bumped them to make a clear sound. He raised the corners of his mouth, Qiu Juan should like it, so he didn't blame them, and said, "Look carefully at the houses here. How it was built."

"The priest means that our tribe will also build this kind of house?" It doesn't look very strong. If the beasts run in, they will trample one of them down. I thought so in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it out of my mouth.

"Naturally, it's not all built according to this. It's just for you to learn and learn. There is also a foundation. We will also build houses in the tribe, but it's not like this. Our tribe has fired bricks, which will naturally be stronger than this. .”

There was a smile on the native's face: "Then there will be a new residence soon!"

"Since the priest has arranged it, we will definitely find out."

Among the dozen or so people brought by Meng Sheng, except for the four who were called back to arrange tasks, the rest had jobs to do, such as helping with cooking, and demonstrating archery. In short, no one was idle. There is too much sense of accomplishment in the big tribe.

The people of the two tribes got along very harmoniously, which made Meng Sheng feel at ease, and saved some minor frictions, which would have to be dealt with at that time.

The tribe brought several pots. At night, at Meng Sheng's suggestion, the people of the Chubo tribe gave up roasting seafood, but cooked several large pots of salted shrimp and crab with pots, and picked them in the forest during the day. Some sour fruits were crushed and mixed with water by the natives, and they were regarded as vinegar for the time being.

At night, everyone gathered around the bonfire, peeled the shrimp and dipped them in jam to eat. Meng Sheng looked at the big and plump shrimp meat. If it had seasoning, it would be a different kind of delicacy, but with the sour fruit, it was much better than at noon. There are also a lot more shrimp than at noon. He secretly planned that if he wanted to have seafood in the future, he had to pass some fishing gear to the Chubo tribe. When he visited the tribe during the day, he saw that the Chubo tribe used fishing nets made of vines to fish, and the harvest was very little. The main seafood The source is still to catch the sea, but fortunately, it was much easier to catch the sea in the primitive era, otherwise, where would there be so much food for their guests to eat and drink.

The Chubo tribe is indeed generous. They don't have much to eat, but they still have a large basket of seafood for the people of their tribe to squander.

Everyone gathered together to peel the shrimp and crab meat and eat them. Meng Sheng had a whim and taught the aborigines how to take out the crab meat intact. Everyone learned while eating, and they were very energetic. When the shrimp and crabs were eaten, the moon was bright It's over the top.

"Priest, let's go to sea tomorrow to try to bring back more shrimps and crabs, and then we will eat like this."

The natives of the Chubo tribe saw that the priests of the big tribe had no pretensions, so they boldly leaned over to get close, and when they left, everyone was still full of ideas.

The aborigines of the Yilin tribe who have just arrived are still a little unaccustomed to the cool breeze by the sea at night and the smell of fishy and salty, but the local aborigines can't sleep because they can't smell these smells.

"Leader, the people of our tribe like the priests of the Yilin tribe very much. It would be great if our tribe also had a priest. He is smart, brave, and can give the tribe a lot of guidance."

An older native said to the leader who had been meditating after the game ended.

"Not every tribe is so lucky to have a priest, let alone a small tribe like ours." There was a sense of hopelessness in Zhan's tone, and then he seemed to remember something: "By the way, I heard that Miaoyuan The Horde's new priest has taken office."

The older native replied: "He has taken office. This priest is quite wise, and the people of Miaoyuan tribe are very convinced."

Zhan heard the words, but sighed again, thinking that there were seven or eight small tribes in Binhai at the beginning, with the elimination and evolution, only three could survive in the end, and the Qiubo tribe was one of them. At that time, the three tribes were still alive. Not very big, but one year a priest appeared in the Miaoyuan tribe, and under the guidance of the priest, the tribe gradually grew and became a big tribe.

Because Miaoyuan tribe is a big tribe, they often bully their tribe members, take advantage of them secretly, and even rob them of their food. They have always endured this tone.

Because of this, people in their tribe envied tribes with priests very much, and they were also close to Meng Sheng.

Meng Sheng was indeed different. He had seen the priests of the Miaoyuan Tribe. He was very proud and could not speak to ordinary people. He heard that he sat on a wide wooden plank and was carried out by the tribe when he went out. Being able to sit and eat and drink with ordinary people like Meng Sheng, and even teach everyone how to peel crabs, I don't even think about it.

He took his elbow and leaned the back of his head. Perhaps the conditions proposed by Meng Sheng are feasible. How can a priest who is close to the people harm others at will.

The matter that made him restless all afternoon finally came to fruition.

The next day, Meng Sheng got up early, and just as he was leaving the house, he ran into a few female natives. When they saw him going out, they warmly came up and handed him an open coconut.

"thank you."

Coconut juice is good. Last night, he and Tang Dun went to the forest to break some bamboos and made them into straws, which are very convenient to stick on the coconuts. He showed it to the natives and raised his eyebrows: "How is it?"

Several females looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time: "Priest, you are so smart!"

"Just simple little things."

The female whispered a few words, then suddenly blushed, and asked softly, "Priest, do you have a partner?"

Thinking of Qiu Juan, Meng Sheng couldn't help but smile naturally on his face: "Yes."

A fluttering response fulfilled himself, but half broke the hearts of the young and beautiful females, but some people still asked unrelentingly: "Then what does he look like? Is he beautiful?"

"Very handsome. He is one of the best beauties in our tribe. There are so many people chasing him. If I hadn't been smart, I almost didn't catch him." His partner is not a person who can't stand on stage, and he speaks out with confidence. When the females heard his answer, they felt annoyed and a little funny, what kind of person would be chased by a noble and handsome priest, and in which tribe he was placed, it would be upside down by others, okay? So several people were imagining how good-looking the priest's partner was, which could make the priest fascinated.

But some females expressed dissatisfaction. What's the use of looking good? Just looking can't do things, and nothing can last long, so they boldly asked: "Then, what is he good at?"

Meng Sheng found it very interesting to see the little girls insisting on competing with each other, he smiled helplessly, and became interested, and said: "He, he is good at many things. He is very good at getting angry. Whenever he gets angry, he will make you laugh." I sleep outside the cave, and I am good at controlling me, I am not allowed to talk to the opposite sex in the tribe, even if I talk too much with the same sex."

The eyes of the females suddenly widened. What kind of priest is too miserable: "What are you planning for such a partner?"

"Hahahaha, I'm teasing you." Seeing the indignation of the females, Meng Sheng laughed loudly: "He is actually very powerful, very capable, but he is a talented archer in our tribe. Seeing that I showed you those few archers yesterday Is it male, he taught it all."

The females of course saw the male archery of the Yilin tribe. The tall and strong male played the small bow and arrow, which was strange and majestic. When he watched the performance yesterday, he slapped his hands red, but he didn't expect it to be from the hands of the priest's partner.

With such an excellent eldest wife, who would dare to pretend to be a priest.

"What are you all doing here around the priest?"

Zhan came to ask Meng Sheng to have breakfast, and saw the females of the tribe surrounded Meng Sheng from a distance.

The little girls shrank their arms subconsciously when they saw the leader, Meng Sheng said: "It's nothing, they just asked how my partner is."

Zhan frowned, and immediately understood what the little girls were thinking. It would be a good thing if the two tribes could intermarry. Communication between the tribes would be more convenient in the future, but it would be wrong to focus on the priests.

"The priest's mate is very good, and she is also the most loving mate of the Yilin tribe. Don't even think about it, go and do what you should do." After killing the females, he changed his tone of respect and said to Meng Sheng: "Go to eat gone."

Meng Sheng followed Zhan and did a good job, asking the crying women to find Tang Dun to learn how to make straws, and revealed the big secret that the handsome Tang Dun was single without any trace.

After the two walked for a while, Meng Sheng said, "I remember that Chief Zhan has never met my partner."

The last time people from the Qiubo tribe passed by, Qiu Juan was reluctant to go out because of the red mark on his neck.

Zhan smiled: "It was the leader Zhongyang who told me that I wanted to meet the priest's partner, but I left too quickly. It's a pity."

"The future will be long." Meng Sheng said intentionally or unintentionally: "Speaking of my partner, I miss him, and I have to go back as soon as possible."

Zhan paused, his back tensed, and he walked up to Meng Sheng in a few short steps: "I'm afraid I have to ask the priest to be patient for a while, and stay and guide our tribe to learn better salt mining methods."

Meng Sheng rubbed his fingertips together: "Chief Zhan, have you figured it out?"

Zhan replied solemnly: "I have made it clear that the Qiubo tribe is willing to provide free salt to the Yilin tribe."

"That would be great." Meng Sheng smirked: "Call the people now, let's start!"