He is Prince Jin of Beirong, and he has seen people before. It is he who is facing the problem of famine for more than one million people. It is to encourage the cultivation and domestication of livestock and poultry.
Even if farming is encouraged, at least the harvest will be in the second year. As for domesticated livestock and poultry, such as cattle and sheep, it may not be necessary for a year, unless it is chickens, ducks and geese, the females keep their eggs, and the males can be raised for a year. have eaten.
However, this Blackwater tribe is close to Beirong. The Beirong people only domesticate large livestock such as cattle and sheep, and they don't like to raise chickens, ducks and geese at all.
The Blackwater tribe has been hiding from the world for thousands of years, and they don't even know if they have seen chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry...
Thinking of this, Huangfu Jin actually became worried about Lin Fufu, but he didn't realize it.
Regarding Huangfujin's question, Lin Fufu frowned, and said seriously: "Even if it's not for my life at this moment, I should try my best for the lives of more than one million people!"
Lin Fufu remembered that in ancient times when there were some natural disasters and man-made disasters, because of the rumors of hungry people eating people, she couldn't help shivering.
Huangfu Jin raised her head and was looking into her compassionate eyes, her heart couldn't help but move accordingly.
If she couldn't do it, it was impossible for the Blackwater Tribe to let her go, let alone spare her. She should have thought of these issues long ago.
Even so, she still chose to try her best, that is to say, now she is betting on her life, and even his life.
Huangfu Jin didn't know what to say for a moment.
The high priest saw the two muttering something he couldn't understand, and guessed in his heart that they were talking in Dawei dialect.
A Beirong man could speak Wei dialect, the high priest was still puzzled.
Their Blackwater Tribe has been passed down to this day, and outsiders will intrude inadvertently every once in a while. If they see that the other party is not strong, they will also be captured and go back to ask the intruders about the outside situation.
The people of the Great Wei and the Blackwater Tribe are still full of awe.
As for the Beirong, a hundred years ago, the tribes were still scattered, and the tribes fought continuously every year like big fish eating small fish, and small fish eating shrimp, and they were barely unified recently.
Even if the people of the Blackwater Tribe enjoy the comfortable life in Taoyuan, they still admire the real strong.
In their eyes, Da Wei is the real strong man, worthy of their admiration and respect.
The high priest respected Lin Fufu even more than Huangfu Jin.
Lin Fufu and Huangfu Jin were invited back to the big tent of the Blackwater Tribe by the high priest and his party. There were countless torches in the big tent. Although they were not as good as in the daytime, they were almost the same.
Lin Fufu first saw a young girl in an apricot-yellow robe standing in the middle and at the front of the crowd. She was tall, fair-skinned, and very pretty, but her eyebrows and eyes were full of majesty.
He looked like a high-ranking person.
The girl frowned when she saw that the high priest not only didn't let people take down the pair of intruding outsiders, but also led them all the way to the station respectfully. surprised.
When the high priest saw the girl, he immediately bowed and saluted, and babbled a lot.
Lin Fufu found that as the high priest spoke more, the girl's expression became more and more joyful, and the same was true for other Blackwater tribesmen.
After the old man and the young man finished speaking, Lin Fufu found that all the men, women and children of the Heishui Tribe present cheered, and the crowd started to move towards Lin Fufu.
Before Lin Fufu could react, Huangfu Jin stretched out her hand and pulled her behind him to protect her.
At this time, the girl in the apricot-yellow robe in Heishui raised her hands and shouted, and the crowd stopped.
At this time, the high priest stretched out his hand to support the girl and walked in front of Huangfu Jin. After the girl took a direct look at Huangfu Jin, her face turned red.
The high priest didn't notice, and introduced to Huangfu Jin and Lin Fufu in Beirong dialect with a smile: "You two distinguished guests, this is Lord Yelan, the chief of our Blackwater tribe."
Lin Fufu thought that sure enough, this girl knew she was extraordinary at first glance, but she did not expect to be the chief of the Blackwater tribe.
But think about what the high priest said just now that the high priest and the chief of the Blackwater tribe were both women, so it is not surprising to have this female chief now.
Chief Yelan talked to Huangfu Jin first. She also spoke Beirong dialect, but she stumbled and her pronunciation was very strange, even a little ridiculous.
Lin Fufu guessed that the chief's Beirong language must have been learned from the high priest.
Lin Fufu didn't feel anything about the blushing of Ye Lan and Huangfu Jin's words. With Huangfu Jin's monstrous face, it's hard for a girl not to blush and lose her mind when facing him...
Different from the eagerness of this chief Yelan, Huangfu Jin looked indifferent, and only answered a few simple words, and then stopped talking.
Seeing Huangfu Jin's attitude, Chief Yelan blushed even more, but the faces of the other boys from the Blackwater Tribe all turned angry, and they lost their previous enthusiasm when they looked at Huangfu Jin.
Chief Yelan was actually very strange in his heart. As a chief of a tribe, she had a noble status, and she condescended to talk to this handsome man. His attitude shouldn't be so cold!
But if she knew Huangfu Jin's true identity, she might not think so.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, the high priest hurriedly led Chief Yelan to Lin Fufu, and solemnly introduced Lin Fufu. Chief Yelan is the leader of a tribe after all, and he is still very responsible for his own tribe. He was very happy at the moment Stretching out his hand to hold Lin Fufu's hands, he said in Beirong language: "I don't know what this sister's name is? God sent you to our tribe. This is a miracle. Please stay at ease in my Blackwater tribe. Everyone in my Blackwater tribe will regard you as relatives... "
"Speak well!" Huangfu Jin suddenly snatched Lin Fufu's arms from Chief Yelan's, before she could finish speaking.
Chief Yelan: "..."
High Priest: "..."
They never expected that Huangfu Jin would suddenly do such a disrespectful thing.
Lin Fufu glanced at him, "Huangfujin..."
She didn't say the next word.
Huangfu Jin looked at the high priest indifferently as if nothing happened, and said, "The night is cold and the wind is cold, maybe this is not the place to talk?"
The high priest and Chief Yelan were taken aback for a moment, and it was Chief Yelan who was the first to react, and said embarrassingly: "Look, I'm so happy that I forgot, I'm so rude, two distinguished guests come with me!"
As she said that, she went to hold Lin Fufu's hand again. This time, she was actually playing a trick to test Huangfujin's reaction.
To Chief Yelan's disappointment, Huangfu Jin made another move. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Fufu's right arm. arms.
Everyone in the Blackwater Tribe was shocked.
"I can't even walk a single way, it's better to be closer to your son!" Huangfu Jin scolded Lin Fufu without blushing.