Qiao Baoer started her flint business. Even if they don't have any business experience, the lighters and matches sold so well in the savage market, probably because savages also know that the fire source is very important to their life.
Lighters, matches and other daily necessities are too small for yeyeyeren. Their fingers are too thick to use, and they will be damaged. After burning, Yeren have to buy new ones.
And this kind of natural, durable flint, the size is more suitable for savage operation.
It should make money.
Joe and Samba decided to go back to the rock.
"... what stones are these?"
From the first day Qiao bao'er entered the island, she was attracted by these black rocks of different sizes, even hundreds of tons. The rocks are scattered all over the island, especially in the rocky zone.
Samba didn't know what she was going to do. Looking at her, she seemed very interested in these stones.
"Where do these stones come from?" Qiao bao'er looked at samba. She repeated the question several times.
Samba looked at her and thought about it for a long time. Then he pointed his thick fingers to the sky.
Influenced by Qiao Baoer, samba also learned to do some behavioral language.
Samba picked up a handful of small gravel from the ground, and then he threw all the small gravel to the ground from a high place.
"... you mean all the stones here fall from the sky?"
Meteorite.
Qiao bao'er is really surprised. This is a meteorite falling from the sky.
At that time, when so many meteorites collided with this land, it was not a great disaster. The earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. It is estimated that the whole island was incinerated and life was ruined.
There have been devastating disasters on this island. There are many legends about these stones. The old patriarch said that these stones killed many people. The fierce fire burned on the whole island, all the forests and prey disappeared, the rivers dried up, and the sky was gray.
... and finally the Islander saved them.
Samba himself can't understand these legends, and he's not interested in these stones because they can't be eaten.
Samba began to talk to Joe about what he knew.
It's a pity that Qiao bao'er, who is not competitive, can't understand the native language at all.
From Samba's expression, we can see some awe and scruples, as if he said something terrible.
"... are you afraid of these meteorites?"
Qiao Baoer can only guess like this.
In fact, samba, these savages are not afraid of meteorites. They will sleep on these rocks. They are afraid of their island owners.
Qiao bao'er has been angry and started to learn aboriginal language, but there is no way to understand what he said.
Squat down, very seriously to pick up the smaller meteorite on the ground.
This kind of meteorite, black, can be seen in the light of some fluorescent scintillation, dark blue, meteorite texture is very hard.
"Ouch..." Qiao bao'er frowned painfully.
She was not careful, was a sharp stone cut fingers, the wound is even deeper than imagined, blood flow out.
Samba's eyes widened and her fingers were bleeding. She immediately ran over and raised her voice, as if to educate her.
Qiao Baoer himself does not care about this injury, leaving Samba to worry.
I took the water from the kettle, washed the wound, pressed the other hand on the wound, and it stopped bleeding in ten minutes. Qiao bao'er was not so delicate.
Now she is more interested in these meteorites, "... With such a high density, if they are all sharp, they may be more useful than iron."
Unfortunately, the density is too high to polish.
These small pieces of meteorites should have produced so much debris when big meteorites collided with each other during the great disaster.
Small pieces of stone have different shapes. Some of them are long and sharp. They can be made into long hair. Even $10.
Qiao bao'er found a long, pointed small meteorite. He also found a straight tree pole and asked Samba to tie this small meteorite to the head of the tree pole with hemp rope, just like a spear.
Qiao bao'er picked up the meteorite spear, she threw it hard and flew towards a big tree in front of her. The sharp meteorite was firmly inserted into the tree, which was a good weapon.
Samba watched, his eyes surprised.
Qiao bao'er handed the spear to samba, and then pointed to a rabbit that just came out of the cave not far away.
Samba soon understood that Samba was strong and accurate. A spear flew past. The hare didn't expect a sharp weapon to fall from the sky.
The rabbit became their lunch.
"... samba, this spear will be your weapon in the future. If someone bullies you, you can deal with them with it. We will never let anyone bully you!"
Samba didn't understand her arrogant words, but understood that the weapon representative was for him, and Samba was very happy.
The cub gave it to him.
Qiao bao'er, they want to find more small meteorites, preferably oval ones, which are most suitable for being flints.
Samba saw that she had been picking and picking and learning from her, and soon picked up a lot of small oval meteorites.
It has to be said that Samba has a strong learning ability.
"... we're going to take them all to the market." It's been more than half a day, and it weighs at least 1000 Jin. How to transport these stones is a difficult problem.
There is no truck on the island. It takes two days to walk from the rocky area to the market.
Finally, Qiao Baoer had to use the most primitive way, that is to carry the pole.
She asked Samba to find a lot of vine plants, which are flexible and unbreakable. Qiao bao'er's manual work has always been very clumsy. Fortunately, she can make a net. Although it's ugly, just make it as dense as possible.
This big net made of vines can hold these stones. Qiao bao'er made two such nets, with about 500 Jin of stones at each end, and found a strong tree pole.
Samba is like a giant farmer, carrying stones on both sides of his shoulders, walking step by step, carrying a thousand kilograms of stones, he walks very easily.
Samba even wants to carry on carrying her. He feels that Qiao bao'er's illness doesn't seem to have fully recovered.
Qiao bao'er ran up and down, tossing about making tools. He was so tired that he gasped and waved, "no, don't hold me. I also want to help."
She made two small nets for herself, with 50 Jin stones on both sides.
Overhead, the sun was shining down. Two figures, one big and one small, were carrying stones on the road. When they were tired, they stopped to have a rest.
Qiao bao'er hasn't done any heavy work since she was born. For the first time, she was carrying a shoulder pole. Her shoulders were sore and sore. However, in order to earn money, she gritted her teeth and took these stones to the market for gold anyway.
"Make money, make money!" In order to make money, Qiao Baoer has to work hard.
After a lot of hard work, he took these flints to the market. Suddenly, Qiao bao'er was a little confused.
No business experience.
How to price this flint?
Lighters sell valuable, a lighter, at least a piece of gold.
However, the raw materials of her flint are completely free, and the flint is a new thing for the savage. If the savage can't accept it, it has no value.
Qiao bao'er didn't rush to set up a stall to sell goods. Instead, he found a hidden place to put the stones. Then he took samba and ran around the market to see how other savages could do business.
After two days of observation, Qiao bao'er had a little experience.
It turns out that savages have no rules for pricing.
The same iron pot can sell three cows or a pig.
In addition, the stalls of savages are not fixed. Whoever comes first to occupy a place in these stalls belongs to him. And they don't care how much space you like to occupy.
The rules for savages to make money, the things they sell in business, all depend on their mood.