Qiuhuo showed off his power wantonly, and in the blazing sun, the people of the Qingque tribe also raised fire-like enthusiasm.

Shiny sweat washed down, rushing away the rust of the millet that was contaminated by everyone, dripping into the harvested millet, soaking the harvested field.

The golden millet fell one by one, with the joy of harvest.

"Go!"

The second senior greeted him with a loud voice, and exerted his strength. In the squeak of the wooden wheel, the wheelbarrow containing the pointed grain rolled up, carrying the heavy harvest, all the way to the wheat field in front of the tribe.

Behind the second brother, a little baby who looked four or five years old followed, squatted down from time to time and picked up the grains that fell on the ground. There were already a dozen plants in her hands.

There are five such trolleys, and behind each one is a little doll like this.

The rest of the children who were not assigned to such a job searched in the fields after the harvest, picking up the grain ears that fell sporadically on the ground and placing them on the grain pile.

Regarding food, the people of the Qingque tribe are reluctant to ruin it.

On the edge of the barley field, the harvested grain has been piled up in a big pile.

On the scene, the first batch of grains harvested was spread out.

The balloon is holding a wooden fork in his hand, and after a period of time, he will turn it over again so that they can be dried more evenly.

"Okay, let's start!"

Looking at the sun that was already slanting to the west, he took a few ears of corn and rubbed it in his hand. After seeing that it was almost the same, Han Chenggong brought the uncle deer who had a good meal, put it on, and then took it and pulled Shi Gong. Go to the dried field.

The other three people also led a deer with Shi Yun and started playing.

The heavy stone roller was crushed on the soft grain, and it fell into half as much as it was. After crushing, a deep trace was left there.

Some grains are crushed and fall off the ears.

Han Cheng led Uncle Deer around the scene in circles.

It's not just to go around blindly, but to let the next circle hold down the previous circle, and move forward and move circle by circle.

This can ensure that all the grains spread on the scene are evenly crushed.

The balloon people who used the deer to pull Shi Yun on the field for the first time thought about the essentials Han Cheng told them before, and watched Han Cheng as a demonstration. It didn't take long to master them.

The balloon looked very excited, because after the stone roller ran over it once, the effect was better than five shots with a wooden fork. The key is that the speed is very fast.

Originally saw such a big game spread out all of a sudden, he was still a little worried that he would not be able to play today. Now, after seeing the speed of Lula Shigong on the playing field, his previous worries are not at all. Up.

Not only that, but I feel that the stall is a bit too small

After running over for a while, take the Uncle Deer and the others aside, remove the covers from their bodies, and take them to rest in the shade.

For the balloons, use a wooden fork to turn over the milled grains, then dry them, after a while, then hit them a second time and a third time.

The Qingque tribe was immersed in the joy of the harvest, and when they went all out to harvest grain, the leaders of the green tribe and the people of the green tribe also collected the sporadic growth of weeds around the tribe.

Seeing this small bundle of weeds with tassels in total, the leader of the green tribe was crying.

If I hadn't had a fever in my brain before, how can the weeds that my tribe can collect now shouldn't be so much.

In this mood, he put a piece of leather that had not yet been completely dried on top of the pile of leather in front of him.

They just got this wet leather not long ago.

"##!"

The leader of the green tribe looked a little bit dissatisfied to look at the things on the ground, and then forcefully put the weed ears on his shoulders.

The others also carried fur, fruits and other things on their shoulders, and set off with the leader.

Compared with the time when they exchanged things in the past, the people in the tribe did not seem to be very emotional.

Because this is the last thing they can take out, they don't know what to do after eating the salt they exchanged for this time.

Join that tribe and you can have free salt to eat, which seems to be a good way, and that tribe is still so rich

Such thoughts flash in some people’s minds from time to time

On the big river far away from the Qingque tribe, people from the Huo tribe gather here.

On the shore, there is a canoe given to them by the Qingque tribe last year, in addition to several rafts made of wood.

Compared with the bamboo rafts made by the Qingque tribe, this raft is too crude and rough.

But it is undeniable that they can really sail on water and can be matched with rafts.

"&*￥&￥!"

In the words of the leader of the Fire Tribe standing on the shore, the people on the canoes and rafts beat their chests with their hands, indicating that the leader should not worry too much.

Those who performed relatively freely were the four Huo tribe people who went to the Qingque tribe with Han Cheng and them last year, and then returned with their own boats.

Compared with the four of them, the other four who took these tools floating on the water for the first time seemed more restrained.

One is because they have never taken such a tool before, and the other is that they have never left the tribe for so long.

"%￥!"

Regardless of whether they are willing to bear it, whether they are worried or not, the wooden boats and rafts carry them upstream, drifting away.

The Huo tribe people standing on the shore shouted loudly, blessing in their way.

Until they couldn't see those people, the chief of the fire tribe turned around and led them away, and then went hunting and picking fruits.

They have to hurry up. After all, eight adults are missing at once, and in such a time, they will get a lot less food.

Fortunately, since eating the food brought back from the water tribe, the people in the tribe have become much stronger, which can almost offset the less food collected because these people left.

A few days later ~lightnovelpub.net~ the fire tribe’s fleet stopped in Yau Ma Tei. These people took sickles made from two stone sickles donated by the Qingque tribe. They set foot on Yau Ma Tei and began to harvest. Mature wild hemp

More than ten days later, the raft that came back with a load went down the river, and they were greeted with cheers.

Then these wild hemp were thrown into a small river branch in bundles for retting.

They are close to the big river here, and there are many rivers. According to those who have been to the Qingque tribe, it is very easy to find some suitable places for retting.

After more than a month, the reticulated wild hemp was pulled out of the water.

Ten days later, these people set off again, still with small boats and rafts.

Three rafts were placed on the shore of Yau Ma Tei. Following them upstream, there was only one canoe and a raft with a lot of hemp.

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