I am a Primitive Man

Chapter 185: Salt as Free Gift

The fact proved that primitive people were genuine food lovers. The large pot of sheep offal soup from the Green Sparrow Tribe, except for Han Cheng, who tasted a bit, was left untouched by the rest. Twenty-nine people managed to finish it all!

Despite eating so much, several individuals, with their bellies full, extended their tongues to lick their bowls clean. Not satisfied with licking their bowls, they licked the bowls used by their companions, making sure they were spotless as if washed with water. They seemed unafraid of overeating to the point of discomfort.

Han Cheng turned away, unable to bear watching any longer. If he continued, he feared he might not be able to restrain the urge to hit someone.

These bowls had to be stored separately!

Anyone in the Green Sparrow Tribe who dared to eat like this or use these bowls for meals would have to endure kicks!

The leaders of the Sheep and Green tribes each held a small jar of salt and were unwilling to let go.

Inside the small jars was pure white salt.

Initially, they hesitated to touch it with their hands, fearing it might melt like snow. After much hesitation, they tentatively reached out to touch it.

The leader of the Green Tribe withdrew his hand from the jar, looking at the snowy substance inside with excitement. It was as if he had seen a bowl of hot and delicious food emitting steam.

Although his unwashed hands had discolored the surface layer of salt in the jar for who knows how long, the charm of these things was not diminished in his eyes.

"Salt!"

He repeated the name he had just learned from the leader of this tribe, feeling a bit awkward pronouncing it but not having much thought about it. After all, these were things he had never encountered before.

"Salt!"

The leader of the Sheep Tribe looked at the snowy substance in the jar in his hand and couldn't help but repeat the word.

Hearing the somewhat awkward pronunciation of the leaders of the Green and Sheep tribes, Han Cheng suppressed a smile. Well, he had inadvertently influenced the pronunciation of two tribes.

They could say more words in Mandarin than just the newly learned "salt." They also learned "jar," "pottery," and "pot" from the Green Sparrow Tribe.

All were new things they had encountered through the Green Sparrow Tribe.

The leaders of the Sheep and Green tribes felt somewhat uneasy but were unwilling to put down the jars of salt.

They were uneasy because the salt in their hands was too precious. Just a bit added to the soup would make it exceptionally delicious.

In their eyes, pottery was already quite precious, and the fact that salt was stored in pottery made it even more valuable.

Thinking about the various things they had exchanged for pottery, they naturally felt uneasy facing this precious salt.

However, they couldn't give up these jars of salt.

The delicious and nostalgic meat soup was the biggest reason they exchanged for pottery. Learning that salt was the key to making the soup delicious. They were naturally unwilling to give it up.

"Salt!"

After a moment of silence, the leader of the Sheep Tribe pointed to a lamb being skinned, raised two fingers, waved them, and patted the jar of salt in his hand. He spoke.

The meaning was to exchange two lambs for one jar of salt.

In his view, this salt jar was more valuable than two lambs, which were quite common in their tribe.

Worried that the Eldest Senior Brother might raise the price, after stating what they were offering in exchange, he immediately took out three bowls and a pottery jar from their previously exchanged pottery, pushing them in front of the Eldest Senior Brother.

This is what he exchanged for using two lambs previously.

Han Cheng, who had been watching the development of the situation nearby, couldn't help but sniff when he saw the leader of the Sheep Tribe's actions.

Three bowls and a pottery jar were very precious to the Sheep Tribe, but for the Green Sparrow Tribe, lacking only two lambs made a significant difference! After all, the Green Sparrow Tribe had long since popularized pottery.

The leader of the Green Tribe looked at the three pottery bowls and a pottery jar brought out by the leader of the Sheep Tribe, then looked at their tribe's only pottery jar and two large pottery jars, feeling quite conflicted.

Just as he was about to send someone to bring over the grass spikes and fur hidden at a distance from the Green Sparrow Tribe, the Eldest Senior Brother spoke up.

Seeing that the Sheep Tribe was willing to exchange two lambs for a jar of salt, he was very tempted to agree. The Sheep Tribe could temporarily do without sheep and take the salt back first. When the sheep were brought next time, they could exchange them then.

However, remembering what the junior disciple had quietly said to him before, he dispelled this tempting idea. Although he hadn't determined the junior disciple's intentions yet, he decided not to agree to the exchange.

The Eldest Senior Brother squatted down, shaking his head, pushing the pottery jar and bowls brought by the leader of the Sheep Tribe back to him.

The leader of the Sheep Tribe felt a little disappointed at this, realizing that two lambs were indeed not enough.

After a slight hesitation, he was about to bring over three more bowls, but the Eldest Senior Brother stopped him.

In his puzzled gaze, the Eldest Senior Brother waved his hands repeatedly and said, "%&Don't%@."

Understanding the Eldest Senior Brother's meaning, the leaders of the Sheep and Green tribes widened their eyes in surprise and disbelief.

%@$

They looked at the Eldest Senior Brother, then at the salt jar in their hands, wanting to confirm and ask about something.

"%D is"

The Eldest Senior Brother nodded vigorously while saying that to convey his meaning more clearly, he also pounded his chest.

Although in conveying this meaning, he had a vision of six-skinned lambs suddenly coming back to life and then running away without a trace

The leaders of the Sheep and Green tribes suddenly became happy. They hugged the Eldest Senior Brother one after another and pressed their foreheads against his shoulder. Learning that they were getting this precious salt for free, a gift from the intentions of the junior disciple, they came to thank the generous but seemingly young Divine Child sincerely and paid their respects to the shaman.

Having eaten their fill, each carrying a jar of salt, the leaders of the Sheep and Green tribes, along with their tribespeople and exchanging pottery, left happily.

The recently cleaned large pot of the Green Tribe was blackened again, but they didn't care about it. Rejecting the proposal of the Green Sparrow Tribe to wash the pot with water, they swiftly carried it away. The pot retained the delicious meat soup, and they were reluctant to wash it away.

After reaching a place invisible to the Green Sparrow Tribe, the two tribes separated and headed in the direction of their respective tribes.

Han Cheng climbed up the wooden ladder until he couldn't see the two tribes anymore, then came down from the low wall, wearing a triumphant smile.

" Divine Child"

As soon as he descended, the shaman and the Eldest Senior Brother surrounded him, asking about the doubts in their hearts.

They were puzzled by the Divine Child's insistence on giving away free salt to these two tribes.

Previously, with many people and limited time, the god hadn't explained clearly. Now, it was time to clear up the confusion.