Primitive Tribe Adventure

People really love the light and practical pottery made by Fengyun and surround them.

Some people even started to do it, holding their favorite pottery in their hands, looking up and down, inside and out, looking at them, as if they couldn't see enough.

Fengyun immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Although people have not run away directly with the pottery, it would be unrealistic to let them put it down.

After thinking about it, he called Bei quietly and whispered a few words in her ear.

Bei immediately squeezed out the crowd and ran towards the stone house where Wu lived.

Fengyun thinks about it, if you want to solve the problem perfectly, it is best for Wu to come forward.

Fortunately, the primitive people are very simple, and there is no situation of fear.

Although they liked the pottery very much, no one hid it or left with it.

It didn't take long for Wu to come.

The scene suddenly became quiet, some people quietly put back the pottery in their hands, but there were still a few people who were reluctant to put it down.

Feng Yun greeted Wu and briefly introduced the situation.

After hearing this, Wu looked at Fengyun and asked: "Yun, how do you want to deal with it, do you have any ideas?"

Feng Yun pondered for a moment, and said, "Since everyone likes these pottery, just give it to them, but you can't give it in vain, after all, it takes a lot of time and effort to burn them."

"Do you want everyone to exchange things? Well, that's reasonable. What are you going to exchange for these pottery?"

"I'm going to change some meat. Last time I went to experience hunting with Uncle Mo, I found that my body was too weak and I wanted to strengthen it."

"fair enough."

Wu's voice suddenly lowered.

"Bao Yuan wanted you to drink the blood of the flower hoof beasts, but I considered that it might have too much impact on your body, which is prone to problems, and it is temporarily delayed. Eat more meat and be stronger, and there should be no problem."

The witch's voice returned to its original size.

"How are you going to change it?"

"I am going to divide the pottery into three levels according to the size, large, medium and small, and exchange them separately. As for the amount of meat for each type, please help me to set a standard."

Fengyun will let Wu help determine the exchange standard is meaningful.

Wu knows the situation of the tribe best, and he can give a more appropriate standard.

If he decides by himself, if the standard is low, he will suffer. If the standard is high, it will leave people with an impression of being too greedy.

"This... let me think about it."

There was a hint of embarrassment on Wu's face, but he still agreed.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "You are now an official warrior. The meat of ordinary beasts does not have much effect on you. If you want to change it, you can replace it with brutal beast meat. What do you think?"

"I think so too."

"As for the standard, I think three times the weight should be a more appropriate standard."

"Triple weight? Wug, can you elaborate more?"

"If you want to get the pottery, you need them to exchange it with three times the weight of the savage beast meat. What do you think?"

"Witch, you are too thoughtful, I listen to you."

Feng Yun had to admit that Wu's method was indeed much better than simply dividing the pottery into three levels according to size to exchange.

"Then I will tell everyone about the exchange label."

"you please."

Wu took two steps forward, motioning everyone to be quiet.

Everyone immediately calmed down and looked at Wu in unison.

Wu loudly announced the standards he had agreed with Fengyun.

The situation is similar to what Fengyun expected.

Some people clamored that the exchange standard was a little high, but they did not put down their pottery.

Many people who didn't get the pottery got their favorite pottery immediately after listening to the standard.

During this period, there was also competition.

Some people took a fancy to the same pottery, and they didn't let anyone else. If it wasn't for the witch to stop drinking it in time, they almost started fighting.

Everything that happened shows that the standards set by Wu are still very appropriate.

But when the exchange actually started, another problem appeared.

The Yan Snake Tribe does not have such a thing as a scale. How to ensure that the weight of the wild beast meat is exactly three times that of the pottery is really very difficult.

Fengyun decided to solve this problem.

The brutal beast has more meat and less meat. Although he doesn't care very much, he can't ensure the accuracy of the weight. It will inevitably make some people feel unfairly treated.

According to memory, he made a simple balance.

In order to convince everyone of the accuracy of the balance.

He first used a clay pot as a weight and continuously weighed out two pieces of meat as heavy as it.

Then the two pieces of meat were placed on both ends of the balance, and the balance was kept in balance.

His approach convinced everyone, and they all believed that what the balance weighed was accurate.

Wu's eyes were full of deep approval when he looked at him.

The problem was solved, and the result was recognized by everyone.

Feng Yun felt a sense of accomplishment.

Watching people exchange money in an orderly manner, Feng Yun let out a sigh of relief and finally relaxed.

At this time, he realized that his chest was heating up.

The intensity is not too strong, but it still makes him a little uncomfortable.

After making an excuse, he hid in the house and immediately opened his clothes.

He found the snake head glowing in his chest.

A faint red light was flowing.

The biggest change was the snake's eyes, shining brightly.

what happened?

Feng Yun tentatively reached out and touched it. The touch was normal and not hot at all.

Gradually, the red light on the snake's head disappeared, and the snake's eyes darkened, as if it were no different from before.

No, there is still a difference.

The snake head becomes more realistic and more three-dimensional. At first glance, you might even mistake it for a real snake head.

Why is there such a change?

He did not come out of the house immediately, but fell into deep thought.

He began to recall all the experiences from the beginning of his journey to the present.

He believes that the answer should be hidden in these experiences, as long as you look carefully, you can find it.

Is it because...

After about a quarter of an hour, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt like he had found the answer.

"Yun, Wu asked me to ask you how to deal with those defective products?"

Lei suddenly opened the door and walked in, interrupting his thoughts.

"I'm going over."

Feng Yun followed Lei out of the house.

He is not frustrated, he has found the answer, but whether it is correct still needs to be verified.

When outside, Fengyun found that there were already a lot fewer people. It should be those who had completed the exchange and left with the pottery.

"Witch, does anyone want these defective products?"

"Someone wants it, but the exchange standard needs to be changed. How do you think it should be changed?"

Feng Yun thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll give these to everyone."

"Are you really going to give it away for nothing? These pottery has some flaws, but they are still usable. You only need to lower the exchange rate..."

"Witch, I have already decided."

"Okay. These pottery is yours. You have the right to deal with it."

"Witch, please do me a favor."

"What are you doing?"

"I am going to tell everyone that I have given you all these pottery. Later, you will give them to everyone in your name."

Wu's face immediately sank: "Yun, what are you doing? The thing is yours, and you send it if you want to send it. How can I take advantage of you for nothing? It's wrong for you to do this. You..."

"Witch, you misunderstood. I did this for my own consideration."

"how to say?"

"There are so few pottery but so many people, so many people will not get it. I am worried about them..."

"Are you worried that they have ideas about you?"

"Yes. Please Wu's help."

"Okay. But not as an example."

"Witch, don't worry. I will never make you embarrassed."

Feng Yun took two steps forward and announced his decision loudly.

Hearing that he had given the remaining pottery to the witch, people stopped talking, but their faces were still disappointed.

Wu glanced at Fengyun, raised his voice, and said, "I can't use these pottery by myself. I decided to give them all to everyone."

"Witch...Witch..."

The people immediately cheered and surrounded the witch group.

When everyone calmed down, Wu walked to Fengyun's side and presented him with a difficult problem: "I am a Wug, I must do things fairly and justly. You help me think of a distribution plan."

"This is easy to handle."

Feng Yun immediately agreed.

He first counted the people at the scene, determined the exact number, and then turned and walked into the room.

After a while, he walked out again with a bamboo tube in his hand with some slender grass stems inserted in it.

"Witch, here you are."

Feng Yun handed the bamboo tube to Wu.

"what is this?"

"Lickbox."

"What is it for?"

"Of course it is used to distribute pottery."

"how to use?"

"Let everyone come up and draw one, and the pottery can be distributed, and fairness and justice can be guaranteed."

"So simple?"

Wu obviously still had some doubts.

"There are a total of six hundred and twenty-three grass stalks in this lamp, which is the same as the number of people at the scene, and seventy-three of them have been burned by fire."

Fengyun pulled the grass stem out of the bamboo tube and showed it to Wu.

Sure enough, Wu found that some grass stems had burnt marks on one end.

"There are seventy-three pieces of pottery on the ground. Those who have drawn the burnt stems can get one piece of pottery, exactly one piece per person. As for the order, the order of the lottery shall prevail. It is all luck. Nothing to say."

Feng Yun raised his head, looked at Wu, and asked, "Wu, can my method work?"

"Okay, very good. Just do as you say."

Wu looked at Fengyun without concealing his appreciation.

Wu raised the bamboo tube in his hand and explained the distribution steps according to Fengyun's statement.

Everyone agreed.

The lottery went on very quickly, and within a short while, the remaining defective pottery had its owners.

The crowd did not disperse. Those who were left did not get the pottery, and apparently did not want to go back empty-handed.

Wu was about to use his authority to disperse the crowd, but Fengyun stopped him.

He proposed a better solution.

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