The wind blew, rolled up a few yellow leaves, whirled into a quiet cave.

The cave was empty and silent, with blood stains on the ground, dazzling white bones, and burnt ashes.

This tribe, which didn't know how long it had lived here, eventually disappeared.

Perhaps in the days to come, this place will be occupied by some wild beast as a shelter.

Perhaps it is a tribe that has migrated from here, lit a bonfire to continue living here.

Maybe no one here will find that the dust rolled up by the wind will gradually cover up here. After not knowing how many years, a group of people with equipment came here, peeling away the layers of sedimentation, carefully and seriously After cleaning up, shouting ecstatically at the skull of the tribe leader where Grassroots is located...

Not far away, the squirrel couple who were burying acorns in the ground, preparing for the winter, stood up, with their big tails resting on the ground, their front paws slightly hanging, and they looked alertly.

After a while, the two of them ran all the way, quickly climbed up the tree, hid in the tree hole, only exposed one head, looking carefully.

After a short while, the group of hairless monkeys that scared them appeared.

They passed under the tree and left without much stopping. Some people even kicked the bones under the pine tree to the side...

"Yo Yo~!"

The sky is clear and the wind is clear, the wind is peaceful, and the uncle deer comes with his head held up and his slender legs in the wilderness.

Behind it, following a group of its subordinates, they walked while grazing here, and under the sunshine of autumn, they looked very leisurely.

Xiaofu was still wandering around the deer herd, and sometimes he suddenly jumped out, threw an unlucky guy who had not had time to escape to the ground and offered a wolf kiss.

Xiaofu, who wandered around for a while, suddenly stopped, stood up straight, craned his neck, and sniffed a few breaths from time to time.

After this action lasted for a while, it began to go in one direction.

After walking for a while, I will sniff again.

After walking around like this, Xiaofu stopped again after not knowing how far he went.

Not far ahead, there is a small pack of wolves. There are not many packs, only eleven or two.

The pack of wolves had discovered Xiaofu, a lone uninvited guest, and the pack of wolves that were still frolicking suddenly became alert.

They looked at Xiaofu, Xiaofu also looked at them, and the two sides looked at each other quietly.

It may be that Xiaofu is not hostile, or it may be that Xiaofu that has grown up is not easy to provoke. The pack of wolves walked away step by step under the leadership of the one-eyed wolf.

Xiaofu hesitated for a while, and followed the wolves...

The daylight shifts westward, and the warm sun obliquely shone on the forest.

"Yo Yo~!"

Uncle Deer, who was always on time, raised his neck and yelled, then took a step forward and turned towards the direction of the tribe.

The deer follow, and Fu will take a few guys who mixed with the deer to the tribe with the deer.

No one is aware of Xiaofu's disappearance, because they have long been used to Xiaofu's single brush...

In the Qingque tribe, the foundation of the pigsty has been completely laid, but not all of them are on the base. There is only a space of about seven or eight square meters.

The seven wild boars that have grown up have been moved here from the simple pig pen.

Putting down the original big pigsty temporarily and creating a small one at the southeast corner was a stopgap move Han Cheng considered.

The main reason was that the manpower that was originally going to build the pigsty was mobilized and then went to build the house.

The house of the Qingque tribe is currently enough to live, and it is said that there is no need to build new houses, but when the green tribe that has been gradually hooked is counted, the house will become tense.

After all, the millet harvested only this year occupies as many as six houses.

As for the big blue brick house, Han Cheng didn't plan to let people live in it.

The newly-built house has the same specifications as the previous one, with twelve rooms in a row.

But the difference is that instead of building a partition wall to support the beams in every room, one block every three rooms.

The rest, like the big blue brick house, is supported by triangular beams made of wood.

This wall, as before, uses stones on the bottom and rammed earth on the top, no bricks.

On the one hand, it is too much trouble to fire the bricks, time-consuming and laborious, and on the other hand, the house here has not yet reached the level of building with blue bricks.

After all, Han Cheng consciously wanted to highlight the height of the blue brick buildings. Naturally, at this time, people would not use blue bricks to build residential houses.

On the back mountain, Tietou people who often mow grass are harvesting thatch.

After a period of time, the harvested and dried thatch will be used to build the roof of the newly built house along with the previous accumulation.

The newly-built houses do not use tiles, which Han Cheng specifically explained, to echo the two ID cards he planned to implement.

These newly built thatched houses are for those who later join the tribe.

Second-class citizens with wooden ID cards can only live in this kind of thatched houses, while first-class citizens live in tiled houses.

In this respect, the two are distinguished.

Han Cheng looked at the busy people for a while, then looked down at the seven wild boars in the pigpen.

The wounds on a few wild boars have basically healed. After this period of captivity, these wild boars are no longer as wild as before, and they will no longer try to climb over the small cage that confines them here.

Even if Han Cheng is here, they can turn a blind eye to it.

Two wild boar cubs ate the food in the pig trough on their own in the pigpen, while the other four lie down against the stone wall of the pigpen and enjoy the autumn sunshine.

There was another, looking at the sky hesitantly.

In the pig trough, it is not pure grass, but with grain chaff, chopped grass, and some water for washing the pot and bowl, and mixing things together.

There is oily and salty taste in the pot water, which is very appetizing for wild boar.

After all, these guys are omnivores, except for grass, meat and fishy are not taboo.

Of course, when you came to the Qingque tribe, there were not many opportunities to eat meat and fish in the future.

Nowadays, the scale of wild boar breeding in the Qingque tribe is not large, and this small pigsty does not seem crowded.

After the wild boar grows up and the size of the pig herd is expanded, it is not too late to expand the pigpen.

As for the feeding of wild boars, don't worry.

Because at present, the number of wild boars is not large, just make do with it.

For a long time to come, the food of these wild boars will be mainly grain chaff and grass or hay.

Sometimes, there will be some rapeseed, millet, or spoiled fruit.

As for the problem of eating so lightly ~lightnovelpub.net~ that it won't grow in size and fat, don't worry too much.

Han Cheng had read a news before, saying that a person often uses spoiled fruit to raise pigs, and the pigs grow fat and fat...

In memory, the farmer feeds the pigs by themselves. In order to make the pigs grow faster, they kill a lot of meat during the Chinese New Year. They will use steamed sweet potatoes to rot and mix them with bran.

However, these wild boars in the tribe shouldn't think about such treatment. After all, the only thing that can be called grain in the tribe so far is millet.

If this feeding continues, the wild boars in the tribe will not be as fat as the pigs of later generations, but the great cause of pig raising can continue.

After all, the sweet potato was gradually introduced to my country after the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Before this, my country had thousands or even tens of thousands of years of pig-raising history.

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