Chapter 31 The American Bison
Thanks to the Jack Brothers for their rewards...
Wen Fei stood here, and after a moment of breathing, he felt that his soul had benefited a lot. Over time, the benefits of practicing are naturally self-evident.
If the power of incense and vows represents the power of human beings for the great vows of sentient beings. Then such power represents the power of the earth's power of crystallization of earthly energy into jade.
He completely immersed his mind in the jade seal and sacrificed for several hours. When he felt a little irritated, he knew that it was almost dawn.
Before dawn, although the golden crow had not yet fully risen, the energy flowed between the heaven and earth, and there was no need for clocks or roosters, so the spirit body could naturally feel it.
At this moment, Wen Fei didn't dare to be too late. After leaving this cave, he didn't dare to take a cup of tea and returned to the Taoist temple.
After taking a trace of purple air from the rising sun, Ding was sent away to go to school. Wen Fei came to Fusang Continent in World B once.
However, in just a short time, with the various supplies brought by Wen Fei, the Aziman tribe has now looked a big change, showing a prosperous atmosphere.
The hunting team early in the morning was about to set off under the leadership of Hei Niu. Just as he met Wen Fei who was driving over, Hei Niu couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Witch, we are going to fight the buffalo this time. Do you want to come and see the fun?"
Wen Fei smiled and said, "You can move the things from my car down, and I'll go with you!" He saw that Hei Niu led seven or eight hundred soldiers, and almost two-thirds of the manpower were dispatched. He knew that the scale of this hunt was quite large. He was about to go and see the excitement!
Hei Niu heard this and whistled. The soldiers rushed forward and helped Wen Fei take off the clothes in the tent.
These are all clothes Wen Fei asked Section Chief Wang to help him get from the department store. Originally, Wen Fei was planning to bribe the hearts of the people in the town and learn from the Monotheistic religion of later generations. As long as he attended the week, he would give some small things to win over the hearts of the people.
Wen Fei’s gift of some things is much more expensive than the gift of some towels, umbrellas, toothpaste and other things in the later generations of the One God Cult.
In this era, there was a shortage of materials. Although tickets were abolished just now, and no longer buying rice and oil, they still had to be purchased with tickets.
But now it is still difficult to buy things with money. Almost anything in department stores will be bought as fast as possible.
Only a guy like Section Chief Wang, who is begging others and holding foreign exchange in his hands, can have the ability to get so many good goods.
Seeing that Section Chief Wang had brought a lot of clothes, Wen Fei simply took out some of them and sent them to the Aziman tribe.
These chemical fibers, such as fabrics such as Queliang, are too lazy to take a look at them. However, no matter where they are in the world of A and B, they are all first-class good things.
Especially the soldiers of the Aziman tribe unloaded their clothes from the truck, and they all looked at them and put the colorful clothes on themselves.
What's even more outrageous is that these soldiers also like women's clothes, and the more fancy the ones are, the more they like it. Looking at an Indian warrior with a stubborn body with a scattered green skirt on his body, such a funny thing made Master Wen completely swear!
Hei Niu couldn't hold back his face and cursed, "Put your clothes back, you guys who are inexpensive..."
Wen Fei waved his hand and smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, as long as you believe in the Great Ghost Emperor, you can get one, but you can't have too many!"
Hei New suddenly grinned and hurriedly snatched a dark flowered coat that the old woman wore. He put it on his body randomly, but he didn't know how to button it. He tied it with a cowhide belt and smiled foolishly.
Wen Fei's heart moved. It seemed that he would have to bring more clothes in the future! It would be too wasteful to let these guys wear furs, so it would be much more affordable to exchange them for money.
The soldiers of the Aziman tribe did not know that Wen Fei was making their own ideas, so they all happily divided up a set of clothes. The messy cheered alarmed everyone in the tribe.
But now there are almost 3,000 people in the Aziman tribe. Wen Fei brought only two or three hundred sets of clothes, which is not enough for even the soldiers outside. Those who come later can only look at them with envious eyes.
So, when the hunting team of the Aziman tribe set off again, if people in the future saw it, they would almost think that the beggar sects were going out to beg for food...
Now the popularity of Master Wen in the Aziman tribe has reached a very high level, even Wen Fei drove a humming car. He did not scare these people too much, surrounded the car and headed to the hunting ground proudly.
According to later statistics, the bison on the American continent had 60 million heads. Such a huge number could support all the Indians in Northern Fusso.
In fact, if it weren't for the invasion of the white ghosts and the transmission of steel and horses to the Fusang continent, it would be very difficult to hunt bison with the legs of the original Indians and the simple stone weapons.
Now with the improvement of tools, it is much easier to hunt. Now the more than 700 warriors sent by the Aziman tribe to hunt are each riding one horse.
Of course, this is also all the war horses in the tribe. Other warriors without war horses had to stay in the tribe.
The bison is migrating everywhere on the road, and recently a buffalo came to a valley with abundant water and grass not far away.
The entire hunting team walked for almost a morning before they arrived at the valley. When they looked at it, they saw that a small basin of dozens of miles was located, and bison was everywhere.
Wen Fei only saw some scenes of bison migrating and rushing in later film documentaries.
However, although the cattle living here are not running in conflict, they look much more spectacular than in the movie.
There is a lake in the middle of the basin. The lake is as flat as a mirror, with some water plants exposed in shallow areas. Countless bisons live around this lake, and many brightly colored birds also live in this lake. Occasionally, between flapping their wings, almost making people think that there is a rainbow in the entire sky.
No wonder these Indians like to be colorful. Wen Fei sighed in his heart, it is indeed the one who nourishes the other!
Unfortunately, this Fusang continent is no longer a paradise for Indians to live. With the arrival of the white ghosts, these people have begun to face a catastrophe.
Soon they were either killed by those white ghosts or died in the virus caused by the spread of white ghosts. In the end, this beautiful and rich land was occupied by those white ghosts and its wealth was plundered by those white ghosts. In the end, those white ghosts had to build a huge empire here...
Now that I, Master Wen, has been in, these things will never happen again!
He thought to himself that other viruses and bacteria spread by the white ghosts were fine. Only the smallpox was there, but there was really no way to treat them.
Fortunately, the smallpox vaccine still exists in this world that I have traveled through. Wen Fei seems to have seen the smallpox vaccine in the health center of Qingshan Town.
Next time I come, I should remember to bring a group of people to vaccinate the Aziman people. Otherwise, when the flowers come, all the people will die. Wouldn’t it be a pity to put such great efforts into the Aziman tribe?
With this idea, Wen Fei thought even more about spreading the faith of the Ghost Emperor in the future. Anyone who converts to the throne of the Ghost Emperor will be vaccinated. In this way, will my preaching work be too convenient?
"Witcher, let's camp for dinner now. After you have enough rest, you will start fighting the buffalo!" said Hei Niu.
Wen Fei nodded and said, "You are experts in these things, I'm just watching the fun!"
Hei Niu smiled and said, "Actually it's nothing. I'll send someone to beat two calves first and let the wizard taste it!"
Wen Feiqi said: "Will you scare away all the cattle herds?"
The black bull smiled and said, "How is that possible, there are so many of those bisons."
Wen Fei was confused, but after seeing Hei Niu’s swearing, he wouldn’t say much. After all, he has been hunting for generations, so he has much more experience than his own!
After a while, he saw Hei Niu personally bringing two subordinates to the lake. The nearby bison was a little uneasy and commotion, but he didn't run away immediately.
It was not until the black cow threw a spear in his hand and penetrated a calf playing by the naughty lake that the nearby herd became panicked and ran to the distance.
But it seems that these bisons are not a group, each with their own sphere of influence. They only escaped a few dozen meters away, and stopped, still eating grass and drinking water calmly.
The black cow allowed the calf to carry it and put it back proudly. He called people to break the calf's belly, cut it into large pieces of meat, and then started to grill it on the fire.
These Indians cooked and released air very simply, and there were almost only two types of cooked food and cooking. And most of them were barbecue.
If you do this occasionally, it would be fine. If you eat it like this often, it would be too greasy and you really can't stand it. No wonder the nomadic peoples in the Northern Song Dynasty had to rely on the tea from the Central Plains to make them greasy.
It seems that tea can also be used for trade in the future. Wen Fei remembers that there is a tea garden on Xiaoqing Mountain, although it is not a famous tea.
By the way, there are spices, such as cumin. When barbecue, the taste is much more fragrant.
Of course, there is not enough for so many people to eat. Those people also took the initiative and beat about a dozen bisons. For a moment, the fragrant smell of roast beef is everywhere. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!