In the eyes of the sledgehammer, his appearance is a complete small tribe, and it is not on the table.

He told Rong Yue not to run around in the yard, and then asked someone to bring a row of small wooden boards: "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

The yard is full of scattered wood, and many young people walk around, some carving things in their hands, and some cutting boards with stone saws.

Rong Yue saw many family workshops and asked, "Are these all your cubs?"

Sledgehammer: "How is it possible, they are all my sledgehammer's apprentices!"

Sledgehammer was proud, Rongyue snorted and said, "Well, I'm going to make a statue."

"……What?"

"statue."

Rong Yue picked up a thin branch from the ground, wiped the dirt on the ground with her feet, then squatted down and drew a picture. Suddenly, a simple and honest figure appeared on the ground.

He clapped his hands, threw away the branches, and said with satisfaction, "Comrade Lei Feng."

This is what he thought on the way.

Originally, in the plan for the tribe, he wanted a lot of things, but forgive the sledgehammer, he couldn't understand it, and he was too lazy to explain, so he chose the easiest one.

Lei Feng's woodcarving, whether it is large or small, is suitable. Putting it at home and looking at it often can make the tribe more harmonious and stable, and save everyone from always worshiping him as a god.

At that time, a huge stone sculpture Comrade Lei Feng will be erected on the square to be built in the future for people from other tribes to visit and admire!

As for the other things he wants to do, like the Rift Valley slide, the water park, the wind roaster, the water treadmill...

These will be left for later.

Sledgehammer twitched the corners of his mouth, his face unpleasant.

Did this guy come to play with him?

What's the use of wood carving? ? What a complicated person to carve! ?

With kung fu, he has hooped ten wooden barrels!

Rong Yue asked back, "Can't you carve? But you can carve old wood..."

The sledgehammer said immediately: "Yes! I can carve!"

Because Rong Yue said that the price he negotiated with Lao Mu was a half-human-high wooden sculpture for three pieces of jerky, Sledgehammer had to agree with a dark face.

This price made him very unhappy, and he no longer wanted to entertain them, so he drove them out.

So that night, Rong Yue and the others returned to the old wooden house and made do with one night.

At dinner, Tianyang made a pot of meat porridge with the jerky and noodle he brought, and the old and the young wood burst into tears.

Rong Yue also took the two bacon strips that were exchanged on the road, soaked them in water, roasted them on the fire, poured out a small plate of tomato sauce, and gave Lao Mu and the others a taste.

This bacon is very different from fresh meat, and it has a unique flavor, but unfortunately it does not match well with tomato sauce.

It's a pity for Rong Yue, and it's no wonder that the head of the salt department was not overjoyed after tasting his sauce.

It was because he was not thoughtful and forgot that there was very little fresh meat here.

The old wood and the others continued the food, and were brushed by Rong Yue with the holy light, and they became much more energetic. In this way, Rong Yue is not in a hurry to go back, and plans to stay in this salt department for a few more days, by the way, to see if he can fool the craftsmen to go back.

Hearing that, Lao Mutou recommended several craftsmen with poor family skills to Rong Yue.

There are two pottery makers and one that makes stone knives. Lao Mu thought about it and hesitated: "There is another one, which is quite capable, but not poor..."

Rong Yue said, "It's okay, just say it, it's okay if they don't want to come."

Lao Mu said: "That was a woman from the direction of Hoshino last year. She brought thirty or forty small wooden barrels with her, and there were some white and fat little bugs in it. She said she was going to defect to our salt department."

"insect?"

"Yes," Lao Mu said, "because she is extremely ugly and has dark spots on her face, and she quickly became famous in our tribe."

"I heard that she had something new for the leader, and the leader specially invited her to the main tent. As a result, she brought an extraordinarily beautiful and light cloth, which she said was made of silk spit by the little bug."

Rong Yue was very interested: "I think I have seen it before!"

Lao Mutou smiled and said, "The woman relies on this skill to get along well in the salt department. Just a woman can eat enough."

Rong Yue: "I'll go back and see her."

All kinds of plans were made. The next morning, Rong Yue and Tian Yang went to the market, planning to stroll around first to see what he had never seen in the Yanbu.

Looking at the past, most of them can be done by ordinary people, but it just takes some time. Like straw-framed baskets and the like, the grandmothers of the Xingyue tribe also make up, and some are better than the ones here.

In the middle of the market, where there was a large circle of people, Rong Yue couldn't get through.

He waited on the side of the road bored, and casually chatted with a passerby: "What the hell is going on here?"

Passers-by also waited with sullen expressions: "Change the local medicine."

Rong Yue nodded, not saying that he actually didn't know what the earthen medicine was, and pulled Tian Yang around the periphery together, arching inward a little bit.

It was only after Rongyue was sweating that they saw the surrounded people.

I saw the two people with dirt on their bodies, one collecting the stalks and jerky, and the other counting the amount of soil medicine they should get in exchange.

The earthen medicine was piled up in the basket behind them. There were many boxes, piled up in a pile. It was definitely not something that the two of them could get. Seeing how lively it is here, Rong Yue is estimated to be the transaction presided over by the tribe.

When it was Rong Yue's turn, he took out five pieces of jerky and exchanged for a basket of local medicine.

Finding a cool place, Rong Yue put the basket down.

"Is this thing really edible?" He weighed what was in his hand. It was a round or long light yellow ball, and the surface was still sticky and pitted.

Rong Yue opened one and took a sip with her teeth. It was not sweet, but a bit astringent.

Someone happened to be passing by and saw Rong Yuesheng sipping on earthen medicine, and said in surprise, "Why do you waste it like this? This thing needs to be cooked!"

Rong Yue handed one to passersby: "This is for you, tell us where this was dug?"