The Caveman Made Me Awesome

In front of you is a huge black swamp.

Two Kurosawa warriors in white linen and holding snow-white bone weapons were waiting in front of the swamp.

Ye Xi looked at them and clicked his tongue secretly. This Heizawa tribe is indeed the most powerful tribe in the Black Ridge Mountains. Any two warriors have textiles as clothes. You must know that only a witch in Tushan has a linen.

The bone tools in their hands were snow-white and transparent, and as soon as they approached, there was a chill in their hearts. Ye Xi had only felt this feeling on the chief's weapon, and it was obviously not an ordinary bone tool.

The two warriors obviously knew Putai, so they greeted Putai when they came up: "Come on."

Putai wiped his sweat and smiled honestly: "I hope I'm not late."

The two warriors of the Black Ze tribe nodded and didn't speak any more. They turned to look at Tu Shan's team, and there was a look of contempt in their eyes.

The current image of Tushan people is not very good. Because there is no horse, I can only rely on two legs to travel along the way. When I go out, I don't have much water on my body, so I can't wash it. After a few days, my face is already gray and covered with blood stains.

However, although the soldiers were reluctant to use water, they were very reluctant to Ye Xi, so they wet the animal hide with water and let Ye Xi wipe off the dirt.

So when the two Kurosawa warriors saw Ye Xi who was wearing black snakeskin, neat and fair, and outstanding temperament among the disgraced warriors, their eyes lit up.

"This is..." the two warriors asked Putai.

Putai smiled heartily and solemnly introduced: "This is our disciple of Tu Shanwu, Ye Xi."

The eyes of the two warriors shone with a twinkle.

"He looks to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. At such an age, he was discovered to have a talent for witches. You Tushan are also very lucky." The tall black warrior stared at Ye Xi with a faint gaze, and the meaning of the words was unclear.

Putai explained: "Ye Xi hasn't tested his talent yet."

The two Kurosawa warriors looked at him suspiciously.

Putai added: "Because Ye Xi contributed to the tribe, Wu made an exception to accept him as a disciple."

The fact that Ye Xi was taught by the wandering witch should not be spread out, otherwise there may be tribes who will snatch it.

The two Kurosawa warriors were stunned, no wonder, it was like this, how could Tu Shan be lucky enough to find such a talented witch disciple with such a small population.

Is it still a shaman disciple who has no certain talent? The corners of the two Kurosawa warriors' mouths twitched slightly, and they no longer paid attention to Ye Xi.

The two Kurosawa warriors did not intend to talk any more. One of the Kurosawa warriors turned to face the swamp, put his finger on his mouth, and kept whistling sharply towards the swamp.

After a while, the calm swamp that was like stagnant water gradually swelled, and a huge black-backed fish monster emerged from it.

This fish monster is the size of a house, it is dark all over, only the whites of the eyes are white, and there are dense and long spikes on both sides. It is ugly and looks very difficult to mess with.

The Black Ze tribe can actually enslave such a huge monster! Ye Xi was shocked.

"Come up." Kurosawa warrior jumped on the fish's back first and said to them.

Except for Ye Xi, the Tushan warriors had all seen this scene before, so they didn't find it strange, and jumped to the strange fish in turn.

Ye Xi calmed down and jumped on the back of the strange fish.

The strange fish drove them slowly towards the other end of the swamp.

Standing on the back of the monster, looking around, there are thick and dark swamps everywhere, and I don't know how many monsters are hidden in this peaceful swamp.

Ye Xi glanced at the Black Ze tribe warrior standing at the head of the fish.

Now the life and death of everyone in Tushan's team is in the hands of these two people. Once these two people order the strange fish to turn over and they fall into the swamp, I am afraid they will fall into a very miserable situation.

Fortunately, nothing happened along the way. The strange fish drove very smoothly, like a silent ship.

Take them to the other side.

It was a beautiful valley full of greenery.

Everyone in Tushan stood in the trading area with large and small bags on their backs, constantly looking for the location of the stall.

The two Kurosawa tribal warriors took them to the trading area and left, and they had to find their own stalls.

Ye Xi found that they were probably the last tribe to arrive at Tushan. When they arrived, the trading area was already full of people, and all kinds of transactions were in full swing.

Ye Xi stared at the lively scene around him, the tribal people with different clothes and folk customs in the trading area opened his eyes to him.

"Let Rang, Rang Rang." A burly and strong man hurried to the other end with a rhinoceros on his back, and shouted impatiently when he met the people in Tushan who were standing in the middle of the road.

Ye Xi and the others quickly moved away.

After searching for a while, I found that they came too late, and all the good places in the trading area were occupied. Putai had to lead the people from Tushan to a corner.

Everyone put down the package that had been on their shoulders.

Cangpan said to Putai, turned and ran into the woods behind, while Dahe bent down and took out a huge animal skin from the package and spread it on the ground.

The soldiers took out the small wooden jars from the package, lined them up on the hide, and then unwrapped the unusually tightly wrapped hide wrap, carefully shaking the white salt into the wooden jar.

Not long after, Cangpan came back with a huge wooden board that still smelled of wood.

Putai took the board, took out a small can of red paint from the package, stuck the paint with his fingers, and painted on the board.

Ye Xi quietly stood by and watched.

Putai's expression is solemn, and his painting is very serious. With every stroke, sweat is faintly visible on his forehead, and finally he painted a crooked Tushan totem.

It is really not easy to draw several mountains in a circle like this! Ye Xi's fingers moved slightly, and he couldn't help but redraw it for him.

But when Putai finished painting, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, looked at the wooden board, and showed a satisfied smile.

Ye Xi: "..."

Putai inserted the painted wooden planks into the soft ground behind him, and this was the flag of Tushan.

By this time the soldiers had poured all the salt into the wooden jars, rows of rough wooden jars filled with small hills of snow-white salt.

The only thing Tushan traded this time was salt. Originally, some warriors wanted to bring some dried meat and animal skins in exchange, but Ye Xi refused without hesitation. Now Tushan should be thinking about how to use salt to exchange some jerky and animal skins, how can he put the cart before the horse.

The location of Tushan is not good, and there are not many people passing by.

Putai originally wanted to go to a crowded place to pull some people over, but Ye Xi stopped him. Just kidding, with their current white salt, it is definitely a seller's market, so why bother to do such a self-deprecating thing as soliciting customers.

At this moment, two tribesmen wearing animal skins passed by, and after seeing the salt on Tushan's stall, they couldn't walk.

"What is this?" asked the tribesman in the yellow hide.

Ye Xi smiled slightly: "This is Snow Salt."

"Snowflake salt? That's salt?!" The two of them almost jumped up when they heard it, how could there be such white salt!

Ye Xi: "You can taste it and see if this is salt."

The man in the brown animal skin's eyes lit up: "Can you really taste it?"

The yellow animal skin was even more impatient. He directly inserted his finger into the snow-white salt pile and dipped it in a little white crystal: "I'll try it first." Then he put his finger in his mouth.

"How's it going?" the brown hide asked nervously.

The yellow animal skin was stunned: "Yes... it's salty."

The brown animal hide's eyes widened: "It's really salt. There is such a white salt, it looks much better than the Huangzhu tribe!"

Yellow Animal Skin looked at the salt on the stall with bright eyes, and looked very moved, but his expression darkened when he thought of something: "Such good salt must be very expensive."

Ye Xi: "A jar of snowflake salt can be exchanged for two hundred catties of meat, or you can have other equivalents."

"Two hundred pounds of meat?" The yellow hide and the brown hide looked at each other.

Tushan warriors frowned slightly when they looked at them. Isn't their salt worth two hundred pounds of meat? Da He couldn't hold his breath the most, and said unhappily: "Two hundred catties of meat and a can of salt, just leave if you don't want to!"

Yellow animal skin quickly said: "We don't mean to think it's too expensive, two hundred catties of meat, right, you guys will wait."

After pulling the brown animal skin, the two hurried away.

Just kidding, such good salt actually sells a little cheaper than the salt of the Huangzhu tribe, how could they think it is too expensive? They can't wait to run now, it would be bad if Tu Shanren regretted it.