Let Go Of That Primordial Man Chapter 400: Recruitment

Taking drinking sugar water with a very light taste, his face is very enjoyable.

In the hot water in the whole stone pot, only a small amount of white sugar is added. The amount of white sugar is pitiful. It seems that even the number of grains can be counted clearly.

But even so, sugar boiled water is a very expensive consumable in the Lark tribe.

This is not! Of the hundreds of people in the entire Lark tribe, Chiu just invited a few leaders from the tribe to enjoy this unusually high-grade good thing together.

And I can see that the collars whose eyes grew to the top of their heads in the past are extremely satisfied with this pot of boiled sugar. They sipped the hot sugar boiled water in a small mouth, and they looked very deliberately reserved.

Because it is said that Master Niu of the Blackstone tribe drank sugar boiled water like this every day; undoubtedly this subconscious imitation made the leaders of these lark tribes feel abnormally graded...

The two small huts are not crowded at this time, and the crowd is now crowded.

In addition to a few collars and chirping bottoms, a small stump can be used as a seat, and dozens of other ordinary people just stand on their legs.

However, they don’t care about this at all. A middle-aged man is constantly urging: "Tui, let us talk about the things of the Black Stone Tribe, they really eat three meals a day, and they On the road in the tribe, are all cleaner than our sleeping beds?"

It’s just that it’s obvious that someone doesn’t want to hear this, and a sturdy woman objected loudly:

"Tweet, don't talk about this, let us talk about the square dance of the Blackstone tribe! I like to listen to this, you said that the women of the Blackstone tribe, why have such a good day?"

Zui Wenyan smiled. Although he didn't say anything in his mouth, he was very disdainful about these unsophisticated people.

Isn’t it just something new from the Black Stone Tribe? Since he returned from the Black Stone Tribe two months ago, he has told them no more than a hundred times. As a result, these earth buns still seem to never listen enough, repeatedly Tell them about them repeatedly.

"If they were to go to the Blackstone Tribe and meet the world, it wouldn't be heaven!" Chi thought in his heart.

Of course, he also learned from the Black Stone Tribe the playful words of "Going to Heaven".

While contempt for these people in the heart, this product completely ignored a point: when he was showing his limited knowledge in front of a group of people, the expression on his face was so violent, and was The mood when chasing is so happy and beautiful...

Before going to the Blackstone Horde to sell labor, Chi is just a lark tribe, a very small person.

But after two years of working in the Blackstone tribe, selling his labor, his status rose sharply in the Lark tribe.

After all, the Skylark Tribe is just a Thunder Mountain Range, a small tribe in the northeast region. There are only thirty people sent to the Blackstone Tribe every year to sell labor.

Jiu is the only person who has participated in the labor force for two years and successfully upgraded to a small leader in the labor force.

Undoubtedly, one hundred workers are managed successfully, and the salary is twice as high as that of ordinary people. In the skylark tribe, it is already a successful person.

And this time, the chirp generals invited them to their hut, and lavishly boiled a pot of sugar boiling water, it is quite important.

In the winter of this year, the Leishan Mountains finally did not show any abnormalities.

After the bitter cold weather lasting for more than two months, I see that for more than half a month, the roaring north wind can stop, and then the Thunder Mountain can usher in the spring of the new year.

Because of this, Chiu intends to pack his bags and prepare to go to the Blackstone Tribe to start a new year as a laborer.

In this way, the mother-in-law and the little boy under five years of age have naturally become the biggest obstacle in Chiu's heart.

He intends to invite the leaders of the tribe to drink a meal of sugar water and eat a meal of meat, and then ask them to help look after one or two in the days to come.

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It's just that only half of the sugar-filled water filled with stone pots was drunk.

Tweeting the little boy in his family, he just ran in and farted, and shouted loudly: "Father, a small group of strange people came from outside. They said they came from the Blackstone tribe. What a recruitment and publicity team..."

"Shouldn't be! Isn't the number of labors in the Blackrock tribe enough? How come they are actively recruiting workers at this time." Chirped very confusingly.

When tweeting, the house full of people had already ran out. The crowded room was vacant in an instant; with his head puzzled, tweeting followed.

When he walked out of the hut, he could immediately see the people of the entire tribe, almost all of them ran out of the hut, and the three layers on the outside surrounded the dozen people.

The familiar military coat, the toad big sunglasses, and the standard configuration of the Blackstone tribe, but only a glance at a distance~IndoMTL.com~ can confirm that it is definitely a team sent by the Blackstone tribe. That's right.

Wait and squeeze forward to ask for a clear, a long series of rhythmic songs, the crowd came out: "Hey~ The Blackstone tribe is recruiting, hey Luohe~; Hey, hey, hey..."

When I heard these songs, Chiu’s heart almost collapsed.

Fortunately, although these songs are a little weird, but after listening to the content twice, you can still clearly understand what they mean.

It's nothing more than that: the Blackstone tribe needs a lot of manpower, how much it needs, how much to eat, live, manage, and good treatment; even that every month, you can still take a day off with pay, and the wages are settled on time every day, absolutely No delay...

What the poor chirp didn’t know was that, just half a month ago, Mr. Niu sent more than 20 teams of recruitment and promotion teams to the other three areas of the Luolei Mountain Range.

He is planning to roll up his sleeves and fight in the coming spring.

Isn’t it such a strange way to do it? After all these years of experience, as long as the commands he conveyed are a little more complicated, the messengers and teams he sent can’t do it. Okay, something inexplicable.

After all, even if he recorded the order, the problem is that these dirts who have been in the night school for so long have not necessarily read it.

So he just swayed his heart and directly compiled the order into a ballad. The rhythm is directly on the watch in his hand and I found an antique folk song.

Not to mention, this effect is surprisingly good. These local people who can forget immediately after learning a Chinese character, even after listening twice, they can remember it...

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