I am a Primitive Man

Han Cheng looked at the small amount of charcoal in the wooden basket, the ashes in the kiln, and the unburnt or unburnt wood piled up around him, and he grabbed his hair in distress.

This is the eighth time he has failed to burn charcoal in an earthen kiln.

None of the charcoal burning these few times was successful. Although he has been constantly adjusting the timing of the firing of the earth kiln based on his previous charcoal burning experience, the progress has not been great.

Compared with the second time, the eighth kiln burning of charcoal was only a few extra pieces of carbon...

He took a deep breath and let it out long, feeling deeply the difficulty of picking apples without standing on the shoulders of giants.

The world is so big, and Han Cheng is not the only one who is distressed. The leader of the Yang tribe is also very distressed at this time.

Just like Han Cheng, he squatted on the ground, pulling his messy hair with his hands from time to time.

In front of him was a corner of the cave.

The part that was originally connected to other places in the cave is now separated by some rough walls made of stones, forming a relatively independent space.

The leader of the sheep tribe in sheepskin squatted on the ground, and could smell some unpleasant smells from the cracks in the stone wall.

Of course he wasn't bothered by the smell, and in fact he didn't smell any better than the smell coming out of him.

He squatted here for a while, then stood up again.

The scene in this independent space also appeared in front of him.

Twelve sheep with stains whose original colors could hardly be distinguished were frightened by the leader of the sheep tribe who stood up abruptly, screaming and huddling together, trembling.

These sheep are very thin, skinny, and look like a long-haired bone frame.

The troubles of the leaders of the sheep tribe come from these sheep.

Of course, at the beginning, the leader of the sheep tribe and everyone had nothing but joy for these sheep.

Every autumn is a harvest season for the tribes living on this land, especially for the sheep tribe.

Because every autumn, they can harvest enough sheep.

This will occupy a large part of their future food.

In the past, in order to prevent the captured sheep from escaping, they would choose to kill all the sheep.

In this way, in the end, the unfinished mutton tends to go bad, even if the weather is cold in winter, because there is not a short period of time between when they arrest the sheep and when the real winter comes.

In the past, although the people of the Yang Tribe were troubled by this matter, there was no good way to solve it.

Because that's what the people of their tribe have done for as long as they can remember.

Food is precious, especially in winter. At this time, even rotten food will become extremely precious, and no one is willing to throw it away.

The sheep tribe, whose mutton accounts for half of the winter food, is even more reluctant to discard it, because if they do so, many people in their tribe will starve to death!

In the autumn of the sheep tribe, they can easily obtain a large amount of meat,

There is enough food to survive the winter, and the tribe's population has never been considered the top among several nearby tribes.

Because every year when winter is about to pass, some people in the sheep tribe will die, and most of the dead are old people and minors.

People of the sheep tribe will mourn for the dead, but at the same time, there is a kind of habit in sorrow.

Or it can be said to be helpless.

A saying has been circulating in the sheep tribe, and even the oldest people in their tribe don't know when this saying started to be handed down.

It is said that it is too easy for the people of their tribe to obtain food, so the gods punished them...

The people of the Sheep Tribe firmly believe in this. In their view, this is indeed a punishment, because the dead will become extremely thin, even if they eat a lot of food...

Of course, the people in the sheep tribe didn't know that it was because they ate too much rotten food. They started to keep some of the live sheep this year, and they didn't want to solve the problem.

They will do this, most of them are inspired by the large herd of deer in the neighboring wealthy tribe, and the other part is that they get more live sheep than dead sheep from the neighboring tribe chiefs. The promise of multiple pottery.

This discovery from a neighboring tribe made the people of the sheep tribe very happy, because they suddenly found that they had found a solution to the problem that mutton would go bad later.

The meat of dead sheep will become smelly after a long time, but this will not happen to live sheep.

This is a very simple truth, and it's not that they don't understand it, but they just haven't associated it with the sheep caught by their own tribe.

Every year, according to the experience handed down, all the captured sheep were killed...until this year's joy meeting saw the large herd of deer owned by the neighboring tribe...

Success is also Xiao He, Xiao He is defeated. At the beginning, the matter of raising sheep really excited the people of the whole sheep tribe, because after they started raising sheep, they realized another benefit, that is, they waited until the cold weather passed. Their tribe can also have sheep, so it won't be like in the past, once the cold season is over, if you want to eat mutton, you have to wait until the next autumn...

In order to raise these sheep, they also built sheepfolds modeled on the deer shed of the neighboring tribe.

They don't have that kind of tall courtyard, so they built the sheepfold to the cave where they lived.

They couldn't use wood to build a stable sheepfold. After seeing that the neighboring tribe built something similar to the place where the deer lived with stones, they came back and began to build sheepfolds with stones...

All this looks beautiful, but the distressing things are getting more and more serious as the weather gradually gets colder.

This distress is the collection of forage, or the death of the sheep.

At the beginning, they thought it was a good idea to raise sheep, and they only needed to grow grass for these sheep to eat every day.

But after doing this for a period of time, it will not work, because their tribe has a lot of sheep, and they have to get a lot of grass to feed them every day.

The burden of collecting grass became heavier as the weather cooled and the forage around the tribe was emptied.

These sheep couldn't eat enough to drink well, and they still ate old yellow grass every day, so they began to lose weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And as time goes by, sheep continue to die.

Of course, the dead sheep and sheep will not be let go, but compared with autumn, there is not much meat on their bodies.

Raising sheep not only results in loss of meat, but also brings suffering to the people in the tribe.

In previous years, when the cold winter came, they could block the hole with stone slabs, and then start the long cat winter around the fire.

But this year it can't, because they have to go out to get sheep to eat grass, and they are all frozen, and some people have frostbite on their hands and feet.

This is where the distress of the leader of the sheep tribe lies.

He didn't understand that a road that looked good, but after it was actually done, it turned out like this.

How did the neighboring tribes survive the winter with so many deer?

After the leader of the sheep tribe scratched his hair again, he began to prepare food. He decided to go to the neighboring friendly tribe to find out.

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