I am a Primitive Man

The bark was scratched.

Holding the food high, he looked at the five female primitives running towards him at high speed, his little tongue was trembling with joy.

I can experience that wonderful taste again!

He smiled and hung the food on several primitive females.

Unexpectedly, after accepting his food, these primitive women didn't take off the animal skin and lay down on the ground as before, but suddenly shot him and pushed him to the ground.

If time could be turned back, the bark would definitely run far away, and would never provoke these uncooked female primitives again.

Time passed by little by little, and the people who went out from this tribe should be coming back soon, but to Bark's horror, the five primitive females who were familiar with him firmly held him down.

No matter how hard he tried, he just refused to let go and let him go, and hugged him even tighter than when he was sitting on him in the woods.

In the extreme tension of the bark, the tribe returned from going out...

%￥#55!

Amidst the ferocious roar of the leader of the tribe and others, the bark was covered with wounds, and tremblingly threw the simple fish cage he wove into the river.

￥@#4$!

Seeing the fish jumping on the grass in front of them, everyone in the tribe was stunned.

The tribal leader picked up the simple fish cage, held it in his hand and praised loudly...

puff!

A wooden arrow with colorful feathers galloped out amidst the vibrating sound of the bowstring twisted from the fibers inside the bark, and a bird with its wings spread out a dozen meters away, demonstrating towards the crowd, screamed in pain. There was a flutter on the ground and there was no sound at all...

5#$%Q!

The people who were watching around once again let out a sound of amazement.

Bark held his bow, looking a little smug.

%#￥34!

The bow in his hand was snatched away by the leader of the tribe, and he held it in his hand, looking at it carefully with awe and excitement...

The bark was not dead, he was lying on the hay and the animal skin, looking at the cave above his head that was blackened by smoke and fire, with one hand on the chest of a primitive man lying beside him, unconsciously touching, soft and soft playing.

He has a tribe again, and this tribe is not as large as the one before him.

It's even worse than that dreamlike tribe called Qingque.

But anyway, he had tribes again, and caves to live in.

And have a spouse.

This consort is the former, just-adult female hominid who used to take food from him.

He was lying here, and everything he saw in that tribe kept flashing in his mind.

He didn't live in the Qingque tribe for a long time, but everything there was his favorite place in his mind.

In the past, he was just reminiscing about the dreamlike life there, but now, there are some other purposes in his memories.

The fish cage and bow and arrow learned from that tribe not only saved his life, but also gained a foothold here, which made him feel warm after tasting the sweetness.

If I die, I can get out that precious pottery... Then my status in the tribe will be higher, right?

When the time comes, not only can you sleep with this primitive woman who becomes your spouse, but you can also give more...

All this happened in an unknown place, and the people of the Qingque tribe didn't know about it. If it hadn't been used as a negative teaching material and promoted from time to time, I'm afraid they would have already forgotten the person called Bark.

They had their own things to do, and they didn't have much time to think about the man who was exiled from the tribe and had already been eaten by wild beasts.

For the people of the Qingque tribe, today is a day worth celebrating, because the new house they started to build this year can finally be officially lived in.

Living in the new house built after hard work, the people of the original bone tribe all seemed very happy.

I feel that the house I built with my own hands,

Live more comfortably.

In the newly built house, people from the Original Bone Tribe would not be the only ones living there. Naturally, Han Cheng would not ignore such a big loophole.

The integration of tribes cannot be achieved overnight. It needs to start with small things and consider all aspects.

After the new house was built, he called the people of the tribe together and redistributed the housing for very official reasons.

The old hands of the Qingque tribe and the people of the original bone tribe were mixed.

In every room, the ratio of old hands to new hands was almost two to one.

The people living in the whole house are the people of the original bone tribe, and they will not appear.

In fact, not only housing, but also in his usual work, Han Cheng also intentionally mixed the two.

The effect is very remarkable. Up to now, there is not much difference between the two tribes.

Whether it's living habits or clothing.

Of course, the people of the original bone tribe can speak Mandarin well.

Han Cheng thinks that the stone hoe, which looks extremely simple, is popular in the tribe and has been well received by all the land reclamation personnel.

Today, the Qingque Tribe has a total of thirty-one stone hoe heads.

There are only five bone shovels.

The reason why there are so few is because the bone shovel, which can only weed and loosen the soil, is basically not used now.

It will be of great use only after the new season's millet is planted in the coming year, and there is no rush to make it now.

Standing on the high fence, Han Cheng looked towards the west of the tribe. Two or three miles away from the tribe, a group of people were digging the ground there, and they were almost reaching the forest to the west.

From the fence to the edge of the forest, less than one-tenth of the land in such a large area has not been cultivated!

Han Cheng took a few people with him yesterday, and took a rough measurement, including the land planted with rapeseed and millet. The current arable land of the Qingque tribe has exceeded 200 mu!

It is only the seventh month of the lunar calendar now, and based on this progress, it is not a problem for the Qingque tribe to have 600 acres of arable land before winter.

Human potential and energy are enormous. Once people's enthusiasm is mobilized, what they can do will be astonishing.

Not to mention the rest, just opening up wasteland is enough to amaze people.

When Nanniwan opened up wasteland, some people from the 359th Brigade were able to open up ten acres of land a day, which is more than 5,000 square meters!

Only the Qingque tribes with bone shovels and stone shovels could not reach such a speed, but on average, it was still very easy for one person to reclaim three points of land a day.

The Qingque Tribe now has a total of 85 adults, (31 members of the Bone Tribe minus the leader and bark of the Bone Tribe, plus two people, Qinghua and Qingcao)

Except for those who do other things, it is not a problem to draw 30 people from them to open up wasteland.

Now that the newly built houses have been completely completed, and many people can be freed up to open up wasteland, the speed will become faster.

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