Poaching is also technical.

It’s not about providing food and drink, so they are made to be masters.

This will only lead to a real master.

What they need is labor, not the master.

So while giving them food and drink, they must also find trouble.

And their camp is a big place, and there are only a few capable jobs.

That's why Tugen thinks of mining.

Everyone knows that iron tools are easy to use.

But there are not many tribes that can build iron tools in this era.

And none of them can temper fine iron.

Currently, most of the fine iron products in the hands of all tribes are meteorite.

When the meteorite containing a large amount of iron falls, the shell melts in the air friction, leaving high-purity fine iron. After simple treatment, it becomes a fine iron product or weapon.

And there is almost no artificially refined iron.

There is a large open-pit iron ore near the Tornado Tribe.

People in the tribe do not know how to separate the impurities in iron ore.

In the past, Tuogen also went to that iron ore. He picked up a piece of iron ore, and destroyed some impurities by beating and roasting it in fire. Then, after simple pounding, he made it into a weapon, but it was damaged after a few times.

And iron ore is a rare good thing in the exile city.

The Exile City is not without iron ore, but the location of the Exile City is no closer to the iron ore than to the Tornado Tribe.

Therefore, it took a lot of manpower and material resources to transport iron ore.

Now that being able to mine for the exiled city and obtain a large amount of labor for the exiled city can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

After a few days, more and more people ran out of the Tornado Tribe and worked for Tugen to exchange for a bite of food.

...

Zhutou has never dared to go out these days, and has not cared about the situation of the tribe members in the tribe.

Every day I just hide at home and don’t come out.

Until the food and drink at home were gone.

"I said that I will deliver food to my house on time every day. Are these guys taking my words as a warning?" Zhutou left the house angrily.

I happened to see my most loyal follower.

"Daishi, you're here just in time. I have something to say to you."

"I'm not available." Dashi Xing was in a hurry and his pace kept going.

"I haven't had time? I'm talking to you, you say I'm not available? Do you don't want to live in a tribe anymore? Or do you want to be expelled from the tribe?" Zhutou threatened and shouted.

Dashi looked back at Zhutou and continued on the way.

"Did you hear me talking to you?" Zhutou chased after him and grabbed Dashi's shoulder.

Dashi was impatient and pushed the bamboo head away with a palm, staring at the bamboo head fiercely: "I said I'm not available, don't you understand, right?"

The bamboo head was pushed to the ground directly, looking incredible.

What's wrong with this most loyal dog-legged person on weekdays?

He actually dared to do something to himself?

Dashi has no time to waste with bamboo heads.

He was in a hurry to go to Tieshan to pick up iron stones.

As long as you can pick up ten baskets, you can exchange them for a large piece of meat.

His wife and two children have gone.

In the past few days, he and his family have exchanged a lot of meat, and at least half a head of horns.

As for Zhutou, what can he give to himself?

Can you give yourself a piece of meat or a bowl of rice?

On weekdays, I look at Zhutou as the chief's younger brother.

So I'm selling him a little bit of face.

Now he has heard that even if he was expelled from the tribe.

As long as you go to the Exile City and work for the Exile City for three years, you will be able to become a resident of the Exile City.

In other words, now he doesn't care whether he will be expelled from the tribe.

He and his wife even agreed that they would go to the exile city with the black-armored warrior this time.

Zhutou looked at Dashi's figure as he was leaving, and his face twisted.

"Dashi! Wait for me, I will give you a good look."

Zhutou said as he wanted to find someone.

After walking a while in the tribe, he found that there were so few people in the tribe today.

Have you all gone out to hunt?

Without their own orders, they actually ran out to hunt.

Have you taken yourself seriously?

At this moment, Zhutou happened to see another dog-legged twill.

The moss happened to come out of his thatched hut, followed by a large family.

"Magic, you're here just right."

"Zhutou, what's the matter?"

"You come with me and teach me a lesson..."

"I don't have time." Mazhao turned around and said to the family behind him: "Let's hurry up, who knows when the meat will be replaced."

Now 99% of the people in the entire tribe are working and mining for those black-armored warriors.

And their words are much better than bamboo heads.

Zhutou is still confused.

Mazhao has already left with the whole family.

Only Zhutou was left alone in the wind.

Zhutou walked for a while, and he found that one or two of them occasionally passed by, all of them were in a hurry.

Zhutou followed them with confusion in his heart.

Soon he discovered that all these people came to Tieshan to transport iron ore.

These people put the iron ore in the basket and began to walk towards the camp not far away.

Zhutou was confused and followed the group of people again.

When they arrived at the camp gate, the tribesmen began to trade with the black-armored warriors.

Baskets of iron ore are placed on the scale.

No one cares about lightness or heaviness.

Soon, those people got a piece of meat.

The bamboo head and eyes are about to fall off.

Can this iron ore be exchanged for meat?

In his eyes, these iron ore are useless.

And iron ore is everywhere.

What value can it have?

But he was also jealous.

Why can these tribe members get a piece of meat by picking up a few broken stones?

Zhutou looked at the direction of the Black Armored Warrior Camp, and he didn't dare to go over and find fault.

However, these members of the Tornado Tribe are not just a matter of control.

Zhutou immediately stopped a mother and son.

The other man has no adults at home.

Of course it is the best to control.
To be continued...