Chapter 890

Can it be said that this time the ferocious priests really found hope for the people of the clan?

Sure enough, only the most knowledgeable priests who are favored by ferocious beasts can find this flower of hope.

After the ferocious confirmation, there is a vigorous hope in the whole station.

Those women who stir fry Zhu Yu flowers in Gu Zheng's way still have spare time... Singing songs handed down by the ferocious family from generation to generation.

This little song composed of several separate tones made Gu Zheng, who lit a small pile of firewood in the tent alone, pick up the corners of his mouth.

Gu Zheng, who was in a good mood, naturally wanted to gather together what wealth the most powerful old priest of the ferocious family left for the client this time.

Gu Zheng, who said he would do it, twisted a torch and began to toss the animal skin bags in the tent.

Don't say, the number is really quite a lot. After rough counting, there are eight animal skins in the Everbright bag.

After Gu Zheng opened the bag in turn, the comrade who thought he was an eye opener from childhood to childhood took a cold breath.

What a mess this is.

A bag of dead bones is full of fragments in all parts, but it is definitely not collected from an animal.

A bag of dead branches and rotten leaves. In Gu Zheng's memory, this is the most mysterious excipient for cooking priest herbs.

A bag of colorful and magnificent stones glowed against the fire. Some of them were finished products after fine grinding through holes, and some were raw stones with rough stone shells.

As for the remaining bags, in addition to the priest's robes and daily clothes.

Unexpectedly, there are several shell coins circulating in the external clan, a few pieces of cotton and silk, and several animal skin books recording the inheritance of ferocious sacrifice.

In Gu Zheng's opinion, if there is anything most precious among them, it should be a very simple map painted on the inside of one of the largest and strongest animal skins.

This is a map from Youshi to youchong's residence.

Although there are only a few simple objects painted by hand, for Gu Zheng's ethnic group, it is the most important treasure related to life and death.

Without it, we can't guide the tribe in the right direction. It's impossible to say that if it's wrong, it will go astray and end up in the end.

Thinking of Gu Zheng here, he sighed and looked at every detail on the map carefully. After all the details were recorded in his heart, he rolled up the map, stored it in the same place as those ghost books, and sealed it carefully with animal skin bags.

As for the remaining leather bags, Gu Zheng just cleaned them up hastily and piled them together. I'm afraid they need to be stacked on a pulley when they migrate early tomorrow morning.

As for the bits and pieces placed outside the big bag, they are mostly the daily tools of priests fired with clay pottery. For pottery that can be used as hard currency currency, it is very precious.

In addition, a very rare short Ge in this era. Its head was fired in bronze and then inlaid on a wooden mallet. Maybe these are the most valuable things inherited by the old priest.

Gu Zheng sighed when he thought of this. He always felt that his future was full of boundless thorns in a multi-element world similar to Xia but mixed with the classics of mountains and seas before China's first business.

However, people always can't fight their lives, and they can only fight in this unknown torrent.

Gu Zheng, who has done a good job in mental construction, has no dream overnight.

When I got up early the next morning, I saw that most of the people in the whole garrison had removed the tents they lived in, and the vines on the skeleton built in the middle were solved. The tenacious moso bamboos were scattered one by one, which made it very easy for people to gather together. After being carried on the pulley, With the advance of their tribe... They went to another garrison.

But the question is, why do they still use such an ancient pulley among their ferocious tribes? It's not much different from the flat pulley used by Gu Zheng when building pyramids in ancient Egypt.

Although the area is large enough to carry more things, the flexibility and effective use of manpower of the tribe in the process of migration are much worse than those of later generations.

Moreover, some pulleys are full of items. When it's the last car's turn, a few pieces are placed on them, but we still have to send the same number of people to promote this pulley. Isn't it a waste.

Thinking of Gu Zheng here was another burst of chagrin.

At the beginning, we should not believe GUI GuZi's promise, but in the end, it was a chicken flying egg beating.

Not only now, the laughing forgetting book has no extra energy to open the space-time tunnel and let them return at any time. Once Guiguzi promised to teach himself the knowledge of mechanics and mechanism. I'm afraid it will never be fulfilled again.

If we had the mechanics of Guiguzi, would Gu Zheng still use his memory to explore the design and production of this very simple tool?

That's the black technology that lights up the technology tree.

But just when Gu Zheng sighed alone, in his divine knowledge of the sea, in the sleeping space of laughing and forgetting the book, it seemed as if Gu Zheng's sigh had activated it, and a faint drop of sound sounded.

After the sound fell, Gu Zheng really had a gray expression of the technology tree in his mind.

If you look carefully, now it is a bare tree trunk, standing very desolately in the fog filled sea of divine knowledge, not to mention how pathetic.

It may be because Gu Zheng just had a flash of inspiration. After carefully staring at the trunk of the tree for a long time, Gu Zheng finally saw a poor branch like granulation protruding slowly from the tree, and a small nameplate was hung on the strange thin branch, There are two very simple characters written on it: Collection (wood, mineral)

But what I want to light up is the manufacture of tool cars. Why give him the most basic collection?

Gu Zheng casually put the animal skin bag in his tent on a relatively empty pulley. Just when he wanted to ask if the patriarch had any experience in logging and mining, Gu Zheng, who was close to the car, suddenly found that the wheel of the car pushed by their tribe was still made of a whole piece of wood of unknown tree species.