The old man took Shaokang to a thatched hut.

This hut is the tallest and largest of all thatched huts, and there are several thatched huts on both sides.

In front of the hut, there is a persimmon tree.

This persimmon tree is thick and tall, with twisted branches. Judging from its appearance, it may have grown for more than a hundred years.

There are countless persimmons on the tree, and at first glance, they are all red.

Shaokang looked at this persimmon tree and looked at the many persimmon trees around the tribe, and was very envious.

There are also some fruit trees around the Fangfeng tribe, but they are all very messy. There are no persimmon trees planted in this way.

He thought that after the new village was built, he must talk to Qing about a variety of fruit trees.

Although the fruit trees have limited output over a year and cannot be used as a staple food, it is also a supplement to food.

The most important thing is to save effort when planting fruit trees. After planting them, you don’t need to take care of them, and you will get rewards every year.

The big and small hills around the tribe cut down all the trees that did not grow fruit on them. One hill planted a kind of fruit tree. When it comes to the harvest season, will the fruit be endless?

The more Shaokang thought about it, the more beautiful he became, and saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

When he sucked, the sound was a little loud, which attracted the old man's attention.

He smiled awkwardly. He was not drooling at the persimmons on the old man's tree.

Enter the house and sit on the ground.

The old man muttered a few words to the tribe members around him, and the tribe member went out again with a basket.

The tribe member never spoke, it depends on his age and Shaokang.

Seeing that he has been following the old man, he should be his relative, or perhaps his son.

Soon, he walked in with a basket of persimmons and placed them among the crowd.

This is obviously just picked from the tree.

These persimmons are the common property of the tribe and have not been distributed. If ordinary people want to pick them, they will definitely not work.

But the leader wants to eat it and pick it up, and there is still this privilege.

The old man greeted him, picked up a persimmon and started eating it on his own.

Shaokang and others were not polite, and they picked up persimmons to eat.

A dozen people, each of whom had two or three, had finished a basket of persimmons.

Leave a ground of persimmon skin and persimmon core.

Persimmon skin is astringent, otherwise, in this era when food is precious, the persimmon skin will also be eaten.

However, the persimmon skin was licked cleanly, leaving no trace of flesh.

Shaokang wiped the persimmon juice stuck to his face, but he still felt unsatisfied.

After sitting for a while, the old man saw that the tribe members who went to the warehouse to move salt had not come back yet, so he said:

"I'll take you to the Canfeng clan. Canfeng clan is very close, right next to you."

...

The Canfeng clan was indeed very close. He left the old man's tribe and arrived in less than 200 meters.

The Canfeng tribe is obviously much larger than the old man's tribe.

The earthen platforms were connected one by one, and there was no obvious division, and they all became one earthen platforms.

There are also many thatched huts on the earthen platform, and they are also denser.

Judging from the situation, the population of the tribe should be no less than 300 people.

Around the tribe, like the old tribe, many trees were planted, but not persimmon trees, but mulberry trees.

At this time, the season is approaching winter, and most of the leaves on the trees have fallen. The mulberry trees look sparse, with bare branches stretching randomly in the autumn wind.

A few crows stood quietly on the top of the branches, and cried from time to time, making people feel an ominous feeling inexplicably.

The old man led the way in front of him and entered the tribe without stopping, and walked directly to the largest thatched hut in the tribe.

Shaokang took a casual look.

It seems that most of the tribe members went out.

In the tribe, there are very few tribe members who come and go. Even if there are, they are still in a hurry and full of sorrow.

Only the children could not feel the adult's emotions, and they still gathered in a few piles, cheering and clamoring to slam the tops on the ground.

The Canfeng tribe did not plant jujube and persimmon trees, so the children had no chance to satisfy their cravings.

The children's voices kept the tribe angry.

When they arrived at the largest thatched hut, Shaokang and his group saw an old man in gorgeous clothes sitting on a stone in front of the door, staring at the children who were splattering the top in a daze.

He seemed to be very impressed, and the arrival of the crowd did not attract his attention at all.

When Shaokang saw the clothes the old man was wearing, his eyes lit up instantly.

This outfit looks much better than the gorgeous robe of the Great Witch of Wang Mangguo.

The wizard's robe, with colored cloth pieces, piece by piece, piece together, and although it is very conspicuous, it also makes people feel messy.

The robe on the old man is different.

Although it is also made of multiple pieces of fabric, the size of each piece of fabric is the same.

The colors are also very uniform, and they are all bright yellow.

This is a...yellow robe!

And if you look at the fabric carefully, it is even more amazing.

Although the textile is still rough, the yarn is not tight enough, and the mesh is very large.

However, that yarn is extraordinary.

Shaokang's eyes widened. He had never seen such gauze before!

Looking at the color and the light reflected from time to time, it seems... like a silkworm cocoon!

Can silkworm cocoons be weaved?

Shaokang was greatly surprised!

This yellow robe looks really beautiful!

This yellow robe is just one in the entire Wang Mangguo.

The Canfeng tribe has accumulated a lot of silk for many years and has made such a yellow robe.

The old man who led Shaokang came to him, took out a piece of cloth traded from Shaokang, shook it and showed off:

"Haha, brother, look, although it is not as beautiful as your silk, but this cloth is very big and strong. Haha, I have a windproof cloth now!"

The old man in yellow robe was finally attracted by the white cloth and came back to his senses from his daze.

He had seen the windbreaker and studied it carefully, and was very amazed.

How can cloths that are also made of hemp fibers be so strong and tight?

He couldn't figure it out.

When it comes to weaving, Can Feng is the best at weaving!

There is actually a cloth woven by the tribe, which is even better than the Canfeng family?

He looked at Baibu and said nothing.

Because, an important matter was pressing on his heart, making him worried and anxious, and he had no mind to think about anything else.

This windproof cloth cannot move him.

After a faint look, he looked at Shaokang and his group.

Seeing Shaokang's leather armor, he finally felt emotional fluctuations.

He immediately understood the function of this leather armor.

He knew the sturdiness and thickness of the crocodile skin.

This leather armor covers most of the vital parts of the body tightly.

Each piece of armor is cut neatly and is of the right size. The armor is connected in series with ropes, which does not affect people's activities at all.

Wearing such leather armor and fighting, it is extremely safe, and you can be without any concerns about fatal damage.

Whether it is fighting beasts or fighting people!

So exquisite!

How did the person who made leather armor come up with it?

It probably took a lot of time to make it so finely.

Looking behind Shaokang again, there were actually...some people wearing the same leather armor!

There is more than one set of leather armor like this?

There are many leather armor like this?
Chapter completed!