I am a Primitive Man

The original three leaders of the Soaring Snake Tribe and the current second leader of the Soaring Snake Tribe, who had just returned from the Grassroots Tribe, set off again with a group of people.

Along with him, there was Cao Gen, a man with a crooked nose.

The destination they are going here is the grass root cave where they used to live.

They will live in the cave for some time.

On the one hand, you can go to another place not too far from the cave where the grass roots used to live to collect and dig the grass that the one-horned monsters like to eat, which are more and more valued by them.

On the other hand, you can also collect fruits there to hunt prey.

Of course, in addition to this, there is another most important purpose, which is to wait for the black tribe to come over with precious pottery and delicious salt in exchange...

The witch of the Tengshe Tribe was there, while gently stroking the face of the one-horned monster with his hand, he watched the two leaders of the Teng Snake Tribe lead everyone away.

He was in such a good mood that he wanted to raise his head and hiss a few times to vent his joyful impulse...

The leader of the donkey tribe led the people of the green tribe, carrying pottery, salt and some food exchanged from the Qingque tribe, walking on the road to his own tribe.

His mood was also extremely joyful, especially after feeling the heavy weight on his shoulders, he was so beautiful that he flew up.

These heavy things can be exchanged for many things from the rest of the tribes in time!

However, the leader of the donkey tribe did not plan to trade with other tribes immediately after returning.

Because now is the season of fruit ripening in large quantities, obtaining food has become extremely easy.

He brought the people of the tribes back and forth to make deals between the various tribes, in order to obtain sufficient food.

Now that he can get enough food without running back and forth to make deals, naturally he won't be running back and forth to make deals at the risk of danger.

He wants to spend the time of trading when the ice and snow are about to melt, just like last time, he can easily exchange for more furs and other things from other tribes...

Compared with the smugness of the Tengshe tribe, the contentment of the donkey tribe, the life of the green tribe is much more sad.

It's not because the food is not easy to pick at this time, but because of the salt that has been hanging over their heads since the Qingque tribe announced that it will no longer be free, which makes them love and hate.

There was not much salt left in exchange for the kind-hearted Qingque tribe last time. Even though the leader of the green tribe had eaten very carefully and frugally, he still couldn't stand the fact that there were many salt eaters in the tribe.

The leader of the Green Tribe scratched his hair a little irritably, the green grass leaves fell down from his head, and with the falling, there were some hairs...

In such a time, the house prepared by the Qingque Tribe for the Green Tribe has already been fitted with wooden beams, and the next thing to do is to fix the roof, and everything will be fine.

At the same time, the rapeseed in the field was also planted.

There are a lot of them, reaching a full one hundred acres!

Among them, 50 mu were sown with columbine carts, and the other 50 mu were sown by hand.

Those sown by columbine carts are mainly for harvesting and saving seeds, and those sowed by hand are mainly for digging and eating vegetables.

Because of the different uses, the sowing methods used are also different.

After all, if you sow seeds, the number of rapeseed plants in the same area of ​​land can be at least three or four times more than those sown by columbine carts.

The rape grown in this way is most suitable for digging and eating.

When plucking vegetables, pick the biggest ones first. After the big ones are pulled out, the small ones will have room to grow. This way, you can eat them for a long time if you pull them out batch by batch.

The reason for planting so many at one time is because considering that the population of the Qingque tribe is large, and the number of things raised is also increasing, the consumption of rapeseed will become more.

As for whether there will be enough land for planting millet in the coming year, there is no need to worry.

First of all, after the rapeseed was planted, Han Chenggong then arranged for manpower to continue to open up wasteland.

The second is that after these rapes are harvested, they can be planted with a crop of late millet for rotation.

After two years of planting, the fertility of the land has declined, and it will be left fallow for half a year or a year to restore the fertility of the soil.

The Chinese cabbage and high-quality rapeseed that Han Cheng carefully cultivated were also planted, and he did it himself.

After several years of uninterrupted seed selection and cultivation, some results have been achieved.

However, there is still a long, long way to go to be like the common Chinese cabbage in later generations.

But this is enough to make Han Cheng happy.

Since old people who are over sixty years old can grow white calendula year after year from scratch, then I, a person who has just grown up in primitive times and is far from adulthood in later generations, should use In the same way, why can't Chinese cabbage be cultivated?

Such smugness immediately diminished a lot when he glanced at the five dogs.

It has been more than a month now, and Xiaofu has not returned, and it seems that he will never come back...

For this result, although Han Cheng felt regretful in his heart, he was no longer anxious at first, but when he thought about it, he felt a little regretful.

After all, Heaven and Earth, the reverse journey of all things, time and time, the passer-by of a hundred generations...

Bang Dong, Bang Dong...

Not far from the front of the cave, Zhuang held a smooth wooden stick with a thin upper end and a thicker end in his hand, and pounded it vigorously into the stone pit below.

The work is so tiring that even the strongest are sweated out of it.

After pounding a few more times, I bent down to look at the grains in the mortar, many of which had been pounded out of their shells, so I stopped and handed the stick to another primitive woman, who then knelt down , Lifting his tired and sore arms, he put all the millet in the mortar into the dustpan on the side, and went to the side to clean it up.

The dustpan was up and down, and the husks that had been pounded flew out and fell to the ground, leaving round, yellow millet in the dustpan.

These rice husks can't be wasted, although they can't be used to burn fire, but they are very good mixed with grass to feed pigs, or used as padding for deer.

When Zhuang was cleaning up Xiaomi, the primitive woman just now took over Zhuang's job.

She scooped up some grains from the dustpan placed beside her and put them into the stone mortar, then began to pound the rice one by one.

Although the frequency was not fast, it didn't take long before sweat flashed on the forehead.

Millet dried rice and millet porridge are indeed delicious, but they are too troublesome and tiring...