I am a Primitive Man

Han Cheng called for Shang, who had already gone outside to plow the field.

Shang was the person he chose to accompany Mao in the trading venture.

In addition to the original members of the Green Sparrow Tribe, Shang was among the first group to join, having been a member for six years.

By now, he had wholly integrated into the Green Sparrow Tribe and harbored no ulterior motives.

In addition to this, another reason Han Cheng chose him was his combat strength.

Han Cheng valued the lives of the tribe members greatly, and the experiences of the Donkey Tribe served as a wake-up call, making him realize that trading was not an easy task.

In addition to guarding against natural dangers like wild beasts and challenging terrain, the threat posed by other people had to be taken seriously.

In such circumstances, it was only natural to seek someone with strong combat abilities to join the team.

Being naturally combative, Shang was the best fit for this role.

Moreover, Shang had previously been a leader with no shortcomings in various skills, meaning he wouldn’t be easily suppressed when working alongside Mao.

His name also perfectly suited this mission.

Trade and commerce—he and Mao were practically destined to exist for the commercial endeavors of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

How could such a duo not form a partnership?

At that moment, the wise Divine Child, Han Cheng, smiled at his own careful consideration and cleverness, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Shang, who had just returned from the fields with his tools, agreed without much hesitation when he learned that Han Cheng wanted him to work with Mao in trading.

He had fully integrated into the Green Sparrow Tribe by now.

Last year, they had defeated the Flying Snake Tribe, which had previously harmed their tribe, avenging their fallen tribe and rescuing two surviving clansmen.

Having fulfilled his long-cherished wish, Shang had no other thoughts at this time; he wanted to contribute to the tribe and help it grow stronger and larger.

He was like a brick of the Green Sparrow Tribe, ready to be moved wherever needed.

At this moment, the wise Divine Child spoke up; how could he possibly disagree?

Han Cheng was delighted with Shang's attitude and patted his shoulder firmly.

Mao’s agitated feelings also calmed down considerably at this time, and his brows slightly furrowed.

Unlike Shang, who had never gone out to trade, Mao had spent a few years conducting trade outside with the tribe and clearly understood it.

Current trading was not promising, as the nearby tribes had already exchanged most of their stored furs.

If not for that, he wouldn’t have taken the tribe to distant lands to seek new tribes last year, ultimately leading them to encounter the Flying Snake Tribe...

Mao hesitated for a moment but still decided to share this matter of concern with the Divine Child so that he could be mentally prepared.

However, not only did the Divine Child not appear gloomy, but he seemed a bit pleased.

What was going on? Did the Divine Child not understand what he meant?

Mao scratched his short hair in confusion, wanting to clarify again for the Divine Child, but the Divine Child smiled and nodded, indicating that he already understood.

Did he really understand?

Mao still felt somewhat perplexed, thinking this was a sad situation. How could he be cheerful if he genuinely understood?

Han Cheng’s subsequent remarks resolved the doubts in his heart....

“Furs, our tribe doesn’t lack those anymore…”

With the increasing availability of hemp cloth, which can essentially substitute for furs, and the diligent transportation efforts made by Mao with the people from the Original Donkey Tribe over the past few years, the Green Sparrow Tribe indeed had enough furs.

“We can exchange for stones, seeds, and young animals that we don’t have in our tribe…”

Mao’s momentary confusion was quickly replaced by more profound uncertainty.

He understood that the seeds and young animals not available in the tribe were meant for raising and planting, similar to how they cultivated millet and raised pigs and rabbits, allowing the tribe to obtain a greater variety of food.

But what was the purpose of exchanging stones?

Were they to build houses or pave roads with the stones?

They already had enough stones from quarries, and there was no need to trade with other tribes for more, was there?

Moreover, carrying stones back and forth was no easy task.

This time, Mao was perplexed, and even Shang and the approaching shaman were equally baffled, unsure of the Divine Child’s intentions.

Unlike Shang and Mao, the shaman, a significant figure in the Green Sparrow Tribe, now felt that the tribe did not need to engage in trading.

They were not lacking in furs; they had crops like millet and raised livestock, including pigs, dogs, chickens, deer, sheep, and rabbits of various kinds.

The variety of tools and weapons they possessed far exceeded those of the surrounding tribes.

The shaman believed that the tribe was currently wealthy and lacked nothing…

There were not a few others who shared similar thoughts as he did.

Han Cheng was unaware of these opinions; if he had known, he would have been left speechless.

Had the tribe’s members begun to think of themselves as a "heavenly dynasty"?

“Stones are essential…”

Seeing the confusion in everyone’s eyes, Han Cheng began to enlighten them about the importance of stones.

Standing beside the shaman, Shi Tou, who was almost of age, involuntarily puffed out his chest upon hearing Han Cheng's words.

Stones were indeed important!

“Iron can be obtained from iron bacteria and in greater quantities from stones…”

As Han Cheng spoke, the others instantly perked up.

They had truly experienced the usefulness of iron, and its scarcity was a significant issue for them.

Now, suddenly, learning from the Divine Child that more iron could be extracted from stones was enough to excite them.

The few people around immediately directed their gazes toward the stone pigpen.

Though extracting iron from familiar stones sounded outrageous, the shaman and others had no doubts.

After all, over the years, they had witnessed many things with the Divine Child that seemed impossible but ultimately succeeded.

If more iron could be extracted from stones, the tribe would have access to even more helpful items.

However, this ecstatic feeling was quickly replaced by doubt once again.

Even if iron could be extracted from stones, it had nothing to do with trading pottery and salt for stones with other tribes, right?

After all, they didn’t lack stones in their tribe.

Being a wise man, the shaman suddenly realized the situation after a moment of confusion.

Like fruits, some are edible, while others are too bitter to consume.

The stones capable of yielding iron seemed not found near their tribe.

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