"You have a lot of food in stock!" Haoping's eyes were full of envy. He had just noticed the pieces of venison hanging on the beam of the house. Judging from the location and volume, it should be a whole deer that was cut open.

Fusong's face showed a hint of pride, mixed with unconcealed arrogance: "Why, your Qinglong Village has no food?"

"I didn't have anything to eat since last week." Haoping sighed, revealing a jagged yellow teeth: "Fifty people were killed in the village. The hunting team came back yesterday and only got a deer. Liangdong really had no choice, so he sent me to you to see if he could exchange some food."

Qinglong Village is a Dazhai with a population of over 1,000, Liangdong is the leader there and a higher status of "heads of thousands of people".

Fu Song stared at Haoping intently. He put the deer legs that had been rubbed with salt aside, and used scissors to cut the brown lips that had been cut short of the beard and smiled: "How much do you want to change?"

"One hundred women." He had long been thinking about it, and Haoping answered very simply.

"How to change it specifically?" Fusong wanted to know more details.

Haoping was a little hesitant. He knew very well that questions like "How much food is there in your village" could not be answered from Fusong. However, everyone wants to maximize their interests and exchange living people for food. It is really necessary, but it is much better than killing people to eat meat directly. In fact, this is also the most common way of communication between the same tribes during the shortage of food in the northern barbarians. Taking Qinglong Village and Panshi Village as examples, everyone belongs to the "Lei Niu" tribe in the Niu tribe. I will exchange food for you for a hundred women this year. When your village is short of food next year or later, these people can exchange it back in the same way. Moreover, women who have changed their past will also interact with the original village. Maybe due to unexpected situations such as war or disease, the two villages will merge together.

"Your hunting team is lucky! You actually got so many giant-horned deer." Haoping licked the oil on the corner of his mouth and asked tentatively: "What do you think if a woman changes to another deer?"

Fusong's eyes were shining with cleverness and sarcasm: "You are joking!"

The average height of the northern barbarians is 2.7 meters, and particularly strong soldiers can reach three meters. The size of the male and female deer is no different from that of the civilization era. Without calculating the antlers above the head, the adult female deer is as tall as three meters, and the bucks must rise by 30 to 50 cm from this number standard, with an average weight of more than half a ton.

If it is a warm spring or autumn, the transaction success rate is very high, and you can even exchange a woman for one and a half deer. However, in this special season of cold food shortage, exchanging an adult woman for a giant horned deer... This is a joke that no one will take it seriously.

"Haha, I'm just talking casually." Haoping moved his hard and strong arms and smiled like a cunning and shrewd businessman: "So, two people?"

"Three people!" Fusong didn't like bargaining, and he had no interest in this regard. The reason why he patiently said so much to Haoping was entirely to demonstrate his majesty as the leader of the village and the satisfaction of having enough food and not being threatened by hunger.

"Three people... this is really too many." This number is actually not far from Haoping's expectations. His psychological endurance is four people. Since it is a transaction, we must try our best to win the benefits.

"You give me one hundred and fifty people, and I'll give you fifty-four deer." Fusong directly cut off his unrealistic thoughts: "It's all clean meat that has been peeled without internal organs. The extra part is to compensate and add to the head. In addition, I can give you a deer leg alone."

"I want to get back two." Haoping's attitude was very firm. "Take kickbacks" is not exclusive to the civilized era, and as long as there are disputes of interest, it will exist.

Fusong nodded slowly, and a condescending and controlling the situation appeared on his relaxed face. He threatened with a clear voice: "Don't use the elderly and children to charge the numbers, I only want beautiful and strong women."

"There are not so many women in the village. One hundred and one hundred, and I will add forty men to you." This is the result of many discussions by the leaders of Qinglong Village.

"Yes." Fusong put forward his own conditions: "It's fine for women, but men must be the kind of people who change the whole household."

"Then there will definitely be an elderly man and a child." Haoping spread his hands.

Fusong had a headache about this, and he frowned and thought for a few seconds: "This is the case! Try to choose a household with fewer elderly people and fewer children, and the number should not exceed five."

"At least eleven." Haoping calculated the villagers who could be used for exchange in the village: "Five are absolutely impossible, otherwise this transaction would be impossible."

The transaction was basically fair. The broth in the pot was boiling, and the "gududu" kept blowing up with bubbles. Fusong raised his broad shoulders and ordered Amei to serve Haoping a bowl, and couldn't help but sigh: If it weren't for Tianhao, Panshi Village would have been out of food. Just before catching the giant horned deer, he discussed with Yonggang and the old priest to trade with a woman to Qinglong Village. Unexpectedly, their lives were even more difficult than themselves... Luck, really luck!

It is worthy of making Tianhao a new 100-person leader in the village. But he is too young.

With indescribable satisfaction and comfort, Haoping finished drinking the hot broth. The bowl was huge, and the meat was filled with two pounds at a time. After eating a few pieces of barbecue handed over by A Mei, he filled his stomach. Haoping stood up and stomped his feet reluctantly, saying jealously: "Hunting is all about luck. Alas... when will the transaction be made?"

"As soon as possible!" Fusong said seriously: "It has not snowed these days. Go and come back quickly and bring people to trade. I will let the people below prepare the venison for you now."

There were tanned deer skin on the metal rack at home. There was no handy tool, so Amei could only use an iron rod to grill the venison skewers one by one. After the deal was negotiated, Haoping rushed to leave. Without waiting for Fusong to react, he snatched the iron rod from Amei's hand and used extremely quick movements to pull off the last two pieces of unbaked meat. The meat was very hot, and he was busy in his palms, slamming his head back and forth, blowing the air conditioner, not caring about the sticky grease on the surface of the barbecue, and stuffing it directly into the arms of the leather robe.

"Next time you come to Qinglong Village, I'll treat you!" Haoping didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this. Everyone is the same race, and they exchange women for food after they have no food. This rule has been going on since the time of our ancestors. It is normal to bring a few barbecue when we leave. Anyway, Panshi Village has achieved great hunting results this winter, and Fusong's family is not short of this stuttering food.

Fusong was helpless about this. He frowned and looked at Haoping, who was smiling, and waved his hand like a flies. The latter didn't say much and turned around and left.

Qinglong Village is not far from Panshi Village. While it is still early, you have to go back before dark. The mountains and forests at night are hell, with ferocious beasts wandering everywhere. Even the bravest barbarian warriors will not go out easily at night.

In normal trade projects of the barbarians in the north, the population is often used as currency. Especially when resources are scarce, the population often determines the survival chances of the other half of the group. Such survival cuts may sometimes be as high as 60%, but no one can deny that the surviving group will continue to reproduce and nurture in the spring of the next year.

The sound of footsteps outside the wooden house quickly disappeared, and Fusong lost interest in continuing to cure meat. The excited flames spread little by little in the body, and then they developed pride and pride.

The population of Panshi Village is only one-quarter of that of Qinglong Village. Every winter when food is short of food, Fusong will take women to trade. Sometimes it is more, sometimes it is less, and this situation lasts for a long time. At the best time, only two women are replaced in Panshi Village in winter.

There is no doubt that during such a transaction, Panshizhai belongs to a vulnerable group. Qinglongzhai also deliberately lowered the price in previous transactions, and women became cheaper and cheaper.

In Fusong's memory, this was the first time that Qinglongzhai took the initiative to ask for help from him. Moreover, the transaction scale was large, with more than one hundred women.

Woman, new woman...hehe...

...

Hunger is the best source of motivation to make various efforts by mankind. The next afternoon, when Haoping brought a group of people into the village, Panshi Village was once again boiling.

The purpose of population transactions is just for food. Haoping was unintentional. After the delivery was clear, he and his subordinates dragged a sled full of venison and left quickly.
Chapter completed!