I am a Primitive Man

Standing in front of the slave hut they built with their own hands, Han Cheng, who was swearing, blinked his eyes vigorously, rubbed his hands twice vigorously, and then opened his eyes to look there again.

The rice is still there, and has not disappeared with his movements.

This is not an illusion, but real existence.

But even if it is confirmed that these are real, Han Cheng still feels dizzy and unreal.

The fact that Daozi's long legs ran from Mizusawa to lie down here on his own initiative, and let himself dry in the sun was really shocking.

Even if he came from a later life and has seen the world, he has only heard of the incident where he took the initiative to run into the Rolls Royce and lie down obediently. The rice ran down from the pole by itself and came to lie down on the threshing floor. It's so good to dry yourself out, and I've never heard of it.

Could it be that these rice grains have become refined?

Or is it true that I was given some incredible ability by the witch and the others, which can affect these things invisibly?

If this is true, it would be too awesome! This is completely a human flesh combine harvester!

It wasn't just Han Cheng who was surprised, but everyone in the Qingque Tribe who came with Han Cheng was completely stunned. The current situation was really beyond their expectations.

Influenced by the Son of God, they have been worrying that the mature rice will be eaten by birds and birds all the way, and they are still thinking about how to harvest the rice that has never been planted after they come here. Is it the same as harvesting soybeans and millet? Same.

Unexpectedly, after coming here, the rice has been harvested and punched out!

This matter is too mysterious!

Fortunately, they have seen many miraculous things with the Son of God over the years, and basically have a strong psychological endurance. Otherwise, if this incident happened in the past, many people would not have to worship it.

Just like the people of the nose ring and earring tribe, when facing their tribe.

Han Cheng took a few steps forward, came to the rice that was spread out to dry, squatted down and looked at the rice carefully.

After looking at it like this for a while, he picked up a few grains of rice with his hands, snapped off the outer shell with his nails,

It revealed the crystal-clear rice inside.

There are really a lot of good people in this world. I waited for someone to come late, but someone actually helped my tribe, harvested and dried the rice.

Han Cheng thought with emotion in his heart, and by the way, he sent a good person card to those who did good deeds but did not leave a name.

As a person who grows up under the red flag and knows the truth that the world is material, he only thought about it in a far-fetched place at the beginning. After the initial surprise passed, Han Cheng's rationality quickly Just came back.

It is not difficult to know that the rice was harvested and dried here, because there are marks drawn by fingers on the spread rice, and a few not so obvious footprints.

It was also for this reason that Han Cheng did not hesitate to hand out the good person card to this person he had never met.

Taking his eyes away from the spread rice, Han Cheng looked around, and easily found more traces of people who lived here.

The dry firewood piled up on one side, the trampled path around the slave hut, and some fresh-looking fruit peels and cores all told him that after they left, someone visited him and took them with him. The slave hut built by the people and lived here.

Come on, let's go to the room and have a look.

Han Cheng withdrew his gaze from a distance and landed on the slave hut where the doors and windows were still tightly closed. Then he stood up and said to the second senior brother and others who were still surprised.

Hearing Han Cheng's greeting, everyone woke up a little bit, and the second senior brother was about to go to the slave hut at the first, ready to open the door.

However, Han Cheng stopped him.

Don't worry, grab your weapon first, and then open the door after preparing for defense.

Han Cheng said out loud.

All signs have shown that the slave hut built by them has been inhabited, and these people should still be living here.

There might be someone in the room. If you open the door rashly without making any preparations at this time, it is very likely that people in your own tribe will be injured. This is not what Han Cheng wants to see.

When Han Cheng said this, the second senior brother also stopped.

Afterwards, everyone formed a formation with weapons as they usually trained, and half surrounded the entire slave hut by the way.

As the Son of God, Han Cheng was still firmly protected, surrounded by rattan shields with bronze spikes on all sides.

The people inside come out! You are surrounded!

The people inside come out! You are surrounded!

After making these preparations, Han Cheng, the son of God who had watched too many gangster movies, began to speak in pure Mandarin to the slave cabin with the door closed.

The people inside definitely couldn't understand what he was yelling, but it didn't matter, he just wanted to let the people who might be hiding inside know that someone outside was coming to startle them, and he didn't want them to understand own shoutout.

After shouting like this three or four times, it was still quiet inside, and Han Cheng asked someone to open the door.

Of course, it's still a more careful one, with the person holding the rattan shield standing in front and stopping at a certain distance from the door, and then a person holding a long dagger will use a long dagger to randomly hit the door knocker. The entangled vines were pushed away, and then the goalkeeper was pushed away with the long dagger.

Seeing that there was no one in the room next to the door, Han Cheng asked a dozen or so new slaves from the tribe to go in first to investigate with tools such as copper shovels and hoes.

Slaves are used in this way, and the tiring and dangerous work must be distributed to them first.

According to Han Cheng's wishes, these ten or so slaves carefully entered the house with tools...

In the house that was somewhat darkened by the smoke, Han Cheng squatted in front of two piles of ashes surrounded by stones, and used a wooden stick to push the two piles of ashes away.

Inside the ashes that had been removed, there were still some charcoal that had not been completely extinguished.

It seems that these people have not been away for too long.

He thought so.

However, this is not what interests him the most. What interests him most is something else.

His eyes fell on the two blackened clay pots beside the fire.

These two pots were found in the inner room.

The two clay pots are not small, larger than the pottery pots commonly used by the Qingque tribe to fetch water.

However, the 'ears' are not made on the upper part near the edge.

That's where it gets interesting.

Since coming to this world, apart from his own tribe, the only tribe that Han Cheng has seen that can make pottery is a half-agricultural tribe.

However, the pottery fired by the Bannong tribe is extremely primitive and rough. It is not as exquisite as the two pottery pots in front of us, and it is not as big as the two pottery pottery found now.

Of course, this so-called exquisiteness is only the result of comparing it with the pottery made by the Bannong tribe. If compared with the pottery made by the Qingque tribe, these two pottery were instantly killed and turned into scum scum.

But, that's surprising enough.

What was surprising was not only these, he moved his eyes away from the two blackened clay pots that were burnt outside, and then reached out to pick up a wooden container in the shape of an '8'.

That's right, this '8' shaped container is a gourd.

It's just that I don't know how to call grandpa, and I don't want to bully female goblins.

Gourds are a natural good container.

Whether it is hollowed out to hold water, wine, or a small amount of rapeseed, or sawn from the middle to make two scoops, it is very easy to use.

At least the ones on the road are used to hold water, which is more suitable for carrying than the tribal clay pots.

Saw it from the middle to make a scoop for scooping water, which is more suitable than a pottery basin.

First, the water scoop made of gourd is light and convenient for scooping water, and there is no need to worry that the scoop will sink to the bottom of the water tank.

The second is that the scoop made of gourd is strong and not fragile, even if it accidentally hits the edge of the vat, there will be no major problems.

It's not like a pottery basin, if it accidentally collides with the edge of the vat, it will break a hole, or it will be completely broken.

However, this unknown tribe that occupied the magpie's nest obviously did not master the unique skill of breaking two gourds with one gourd.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be the case that most of the gourds would be smashed open, leaving only the lower half for use.

The gourd that Han Cheng held in his hand was one of the few whole gourds.

Moreover, this gourd is still heavy when picked up. Obviously, there are some things inside.

He reached out and pulled out the top plug, then fell down at an angle, and a white thing flowed out of it and fell to the ground.

After Han Cheng poured it out a little, he stopped pouring it out and squatted here to carefully look at the thing he poured out of the gourd. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

After doing this for a while, he finally couldn't help but dipped some in his hands and put it in his mouth.

The saltiness of the salt diffuses accordingly.

However, this kind of salty taste is different from the salty taste of my own tribe's salt. The salty taste of this kind of thing is not pure at all, with bitterness and a bit gritty at the same time.

This is because it is mixed with sand and soil.

Han Cheng put down the gourd, rinsed his mouth vigorously with the water in the jug handed over by his second senior brother, and then continued to scan the room.

It's getting more and more interesting. This tribe not only knows how to collect rice, but also how to process and eat rice.

It also has clay pots, gourds and salt soil.

Moreover, from the number of gourds that were smashed and used as bowls, it can be seen that there were quite a few of these people, as many as twenty or thirty.

This time going south this time, I was really pleasantly surprised. Not to mention the three tribes of nose rings, earrings, and one-eyed people, I just came to this Jinguan City, and found someone living here, and they are very caring Help yourself and others to harvest the rice.

Looking at the ones stored in the room and the rice drying outside the door, Han Chengcheng couldn't help being happy.

These rice grains can produce more rice than those they found before.

After a while, Han Cheng thought about it and let the people in the tribe come out of the room.

Only twenty people were left inside.

After closing the doors and windows and wrapping the wooden door knocker with vines, Han Cheng led the people away.

After looking around carefully and seeing no one, Han Chengcheng began to dispatch the manpower and asked some people to drive the animals to hide elsewhere.

The remaining people ambushed around this independent slave courtyard.

It didn't take too long for the figures of the people to disappear into the deep grass around them.

Han Cheng, who was squatting in the grass with a hat made of grass on his head, looked through the grass in front of him at the fragmented world divided by weeds in the distance.

When he was building the Longmen Inn and Tongfu Inn on the Bronze Expressway, he had imagined that other primitive people would live in the vacant houses of his tribe.

As a result, such a thing has never been realized, but he did not expect that such a thing would happen in the slave hut that was only built for half a year in Jinguan City.

Others have already gone to their own tribe and lived in the slave hut of their own tribe, so Han Cheng naturally has no reason to be polite.

Of course, it doesn't mean that force must be used to turn them all into slaves of the tribe.

The biggest use of his current arrangement is actually to surround these people who go out, control them, and then reason.

This method is the best way to tell the truth. It can ensure that these people who have never met before will listen carefully, without the embarrassing situation that they will run away as soon as they show up, and they can't even shout.

Frankly speaking, what Han Cheng wants to know most now is actually where these people got the salt soil.

As for arresting these people and making them slaves of the tribe, he really didn't think much about it.

After all, just this year, the tribe got hundreds of people from the Blackstone Tribal Alliance, and not long ago, they got two hundred people from the nose ring and earring. The number of slaves in the tribe has really grown explosively.

The food and land in the tribe are limited. The influx of so many people has basically reached the upper limit of the tribe's current population.

If you continue to collect people, the food will not be enough.

It needs to wait at least a year to digest these absorbed people, let them all invest in the development of tribal farmland and food planting, expand the area of ​​cultivation, increase the total output of tribal food, and convert manpower into After more food, the tribe can carry out a new round of population absorption and expansion.

Otherwise, regardless of the current food reserves of the tribe, just blindly pursuing a large increase in population will definitely cause problems.