After the escaped slaves brought Wugu, Wuyun sent people to escort these Wugu to Yan Village the next day.

Since the beacon tower has been established, the practice of the two residences has become much more convenient. Whether it is mid-range supply or early warning, it has greatly met the needs of the tribe.

Now only three soldiers are arranged to garrison each beacon tower, and all food and accommodation are in this earthen castle. The materials stored in it are enough for three people to eat for half a month.

The soldiers sent by Linhe arrived at Yan Village at noon the next day after resting for a night at the second beacon tower.

After receiving the news, Wang Lang, who was fishing, quickly handed over what he had to do to others and hurriedly returned to the tribe with two or three soldiers who were guarding him.

Seeing these two somewhat strange soldiers and guessing that they should have been the last escape slave, Wang Lang looked at them and frowned and asked, "What's going on here this time?"

A soldier replied somewhat restrainedly: "Chief, a few slaves escaped from the Fire Tribe a few days ago. They have now been accepted into the tribe by General Jianya, just like us."

When Wang Lang heard this, he knew it and couldn't help but smile and said to the confidants beside him: "It seems that the wing is very good!"

"I didn't expect that guy was of some use. It seems that it's right to save his life." Lin Huo also smiled and said.

Unlike Lin Huo, Chuan Bark was thinking about this. After Wang Lang and the others finished speaking, Chuan Bark stared at the soldiers with his eyes shining and asked excitedly: "Why didn't those slaves who escaped bring them together?"

The soldier replied hesitantly: "We don't know this either. It seems that General Jianya and the others felt that the staff there were some shortages, so they kept them there."

The bark frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "There are so many escaped slaves, as well as men and women, you should be able to count them now!"

The soldier nodded after hearing this, thought for a while and said, "I haven't counted the specifics. It looks like fourteen or five people, and the number of men and women is almost the same."

"Fourteen or five people, that means there are seven or eight women. Jianya really doesn't forget to get benefits from him." Tree Bark sneered.

If these soldiers dare not take the bark, they could only stand there with a little embarrassment.

"I said bark, what do you mean?" Kong Yi asked.

The bark said with a smile on his face: "What does it mean? Those who can escape from the Fire Tribe must be adults. Seven or eight women who can give birth to children, Jianya actually stayed by himself without saying anything. What do you think this means."

After hearing this, Kong Yi also reacted and stared at him and said angrily: "What a strong tooth. He is not satisfied with so many women there. He is actually doing such things. There are only a few people in Linhe. Isn't the women sent to them enough for them?"

After saying that, Kong Yi glared at the soldiers, pointed at one of them and said, "You! I have no women."

The unlucky soldier pointed at by Kong Yi looked at the angry Kong Yi and didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod.

Kong Yi snorted coldly, saluted Wang Lang, and said angrily: "Chief, there are only a few soldiers over there. In the future, the number of soldiers here will increase. There are only so many women in the tribe. How can we divide it? Jianya must be called over and ask."

Wang Lang suddenly felt that this topic was led by these guys who were thinking with their lower body. He frowned and said, "That's it. Since Jianya wants to keep those people, then stay. But if there are any more women who escape in the future, just send some to us. You guys, after you go back, say my words to Wuyun and the others."

Wang Lang said, rescued the soldiers from the extremely awkward atmosphere and nodded quickly. Kong Yi and Shu Bark were very dissatisfied with the behavior of Jianya. Although they were dissatisfied, since the leader had spoken and he would be able to be driven out for a few more laps if he continued to argue.

"Did you come this time just to tell me about this?" Wang Lang asked.

After the interruption of the bark just now, the soldiers almost forgot the main purpose of this time. When Wang Lang asked, several soldiers immediately reacted. The soldier standing in front quickly took off the animal skin bag on his waist and handed it to Wang Lang, saying, "The slaves who escaped this time brought several Wugu from the Fire Tribe."

Upon hearing this, Wang Lang immediately became energetic and quickly opened the bag. Sure enough, he saw three fists-sized things inside. He was too familiar with this thing. If no one in another world knew this thing, Wang Lang would definitely doubt whether he was a fool.

"Isn't this potato? Oh my god, there is such a good thing over there." Wang Lang was excited and was even speechless in Mandarin that he hadn't used for a long time.

"Lang, what are you talking about?" Lin Huo asked in surprise as he heard Wang Lang say a bunch of strange words.

"Oh! It's nothing, you guys think this is a good thing!" Wang Lang smiled and poured out the three potatoes in the bag.

Looking at the three gray things on the ground, Lin Huo and others could not help but ask: "Lang, what's the use of this thing?"

"This is food. If you plant it, one can make a person full. Isn't this a good thing?" Wang Lang smiled.

"What you said is true?" Lin Huo was shocked, widened his eyes and looked at the inconspicuous potatoes in disbelief.

Wang Lang ignored the shocked people and said to the soldiers twenty: "You should have escaped from Liehuoluo, you should be familiar with this thing."

A soldier replied respectfully: "Back to the leader, we were also slaves from the Fire Tribe before. What we do every day is to plant these Wugu, but this thing is not as good as you said. One of them can only grow such a Wugu, and it cannot be eaten by one person."

Wang Lang was a little surprised when he heard this answer. In his memory, the yield of potatoes was very high. He had read information about this before. Some people analyzed that the reason why the Qing Dynasty, a foreign regime, could last for so long without destruction was that potatoes or sweet potatoes accounted for a large factor. This high-yield crop feeds hundreds of millions of people. The so-called Kangxi and Qianlong prosperity is not an exaggeration to call it the potato prosperity.

It is conceivable how amazing the yield of this crop is, but now he actually heard that a potato can only grow one. He seemed to hear a joke. He looked carefully at the three oval objects on the ground and confirmed again that he was not confused. This thing is 100% potato. However, this yield made Wang Lang confused.

Although Wang Lang was a little disappointed with the low-yield primitive potatoes, Lin Huo and the others were ecstatic. One plant grows like this, which is much higher than the yield of corn. Although there is only one, it cannot stand this thing. If the tribe grows as many corn as corn, then the food problem is simply nonsense.
Chapter completed!