Standing in front of the slave hut built by them, Han Cheng exploded, blinked vigorously, and rubbed the back of his hand vigorously twice before opening his eyes and looking there again.

The rice is still there, and it did not disappear with his movements.

This is not an illusion, but a real existence.

But even if it is certain that these are real, Han Cheng still feels dizzy in his head and feels very unreal.

Daozi's long legs took the initiative to lie down here from Mizusawa and aired himself. It was a bit shocking.

Even if he comes from a later life and has seen the world, he has only heard of taking the initiative to run into the Rolls Royce and lie down obediently. The rice ran down from the pole and lay on the threshing floor. I have never heard of the matter of drying myself.

Could it be that these rice grains become refined?

Or is it possible that I have really been given some incredible abilities by the witches to sacrifice, which can affect these invisibly?

If this is true, it would be awesome! This is exactly the human flesh combine harvester!

It wasn't just Han Cheng who was surprised. The members of the Qingque tribe who came with Han Cheng were all confused. The current situation really exceeded their expectations.

Affected by the son of God, they have been worrying that the mature rice will be eaten by birds and birds along the way, and they are still thinking about how to harvest rice that has never been planted after coming over, whether it is with harvesting soybeans and millet. same.

What a thought, after coming here, the rice has been harvested and punched out!

This thing is too mysterious!

It's also fortunate that they have seen many amazing things with the son of God over the years, and basically have a strong heart to bear it. Otherwise, if this matter is encountered before, it can't be said that many people will worship.

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

Han Cheng walked a few steps forward, came to the front of the rice that was spread out to dry, and knelt down and looked at the rice carefully.

After watching this for a while, he twisted a few grains of rice with his hands and buckled the outer shell with his nails, revealing the crystal-clear rice inside.

There are so many people in this world. I was waiting for someone to come late, but some people helped my tribe by harvesting and drying the rice.

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

As a person who grows under the red flag and knows the truth that the world is material, he just thought about it in an indistinct place at the beginning. After the initial surprise passed, Han Cheng's sanity quickly Just came back.

It is not difficult to know that the rice was harvested and dried here, because the unfolded rice has fingerprints drawn with fingers and a few less obvious footprints.

It is also because of this that Han Cheng did not hesitate to send the good guy card to this person who had never met.

Withdrawing his gaze from the spread of rice, Han Cheng looked around, and it was easy to find more traces of people living here.

The dry wood piled on one side, the trampled trails around the slave huts, and some fresh-looking peels and cores all told him. After they left, someone visited him with them. A slave hut built by people and still lived here.

"Go, take a look in the room."

Han Cheng retracted his gaze from a distance and landed on the slave hut with the doors and windows still closed, then stood up and said to the second senior brother and others who were still surprised.

Hearing Han Cheng's greeting, everyone was awakened a little, and the second senior brother was going to the slave hut, ready to open the door.

But it was stopped by Han Cheng.

"Don't worry, take your weapon first, prepare for defense before opening the door."

Han Cheng said aloud.

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

There will be people in the house if you don't make any preparations at this time. If you don't make any preparations at this time, you rush to open the door, it is likely to hurt the people of your tribe. This is not what Han Cheng wants to see.

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

After that, everyone took the weapons and put up a formation as they were trained in the usual way, and half-enclosed the entire slave house by the way.

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

"The people inside come out! You are already surrounded!"

"The people inside come out! You are already surrounded!"

After making these preparations, Han Cheng, a **** who has watched a lot of police and criminal films, began to use pure Mandarin to shout vigorously at the slave hut with the door closed.

The people inside would definitely not understand what he yelled, but it didn’t matter. He yelled just to let those who might be hiding inside know that someone was coming outside, and it alarmed them, but didn’t want them to understand. Own shouts.

After shouting three or four times in a row, it was still quiet inside, and Han Chengcheng asked to open the door.

Of course, it is still more careful. The person holding the cane shield will top the front, stop at a certain distance from the door, and then a person holding the longge will use the longge behind the door knocker. The entangled vines were picked up, and then Chang Ge pushed it away against the goal.

After seeing that there was no one in the house next to the door, Han Chengcheng asked the new slaves of a dozen tribes to go in first with tools such as brass shovel and hoe.

Slaves are used in this way. Tired and dangerous work must be divided among them first.

These ten or so slaves, according to Han Cheng's intention, entered the house carefully with tools...

In the house darkened by the smoke, Han Cheng squatted in front of two piles of ashes surrounded by stones, and used a wooden stick to remove both piles of ashes.

Inside the ashes that had been scraped, there were still some coals that had not been completely extinguished.

It seems that the time for these people to leave is not too long.

He thought so in his heart.

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

His gaze fell on the two blackened clay pots on the periphery of the fire.

The two clay pots were found in the inner room.

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

But there is no ‘ear’ on the upper part near the edge.

This is interesting.

Since coming to this world, apart from his own tribe, Han Cheng has seen only one semi-agricultural tribe that can make pottery.

However, the pottery made by the semi-nong tribe is extremely primitive and rough. It is not as exquisite as the two pots in front of you, and the size of the pots is not as good as the two pottery found now.

Of course, this so-called exquisiteness is only the result of comparing the pottery fired by the semi-agricultural tribe. If compared with the pottery fired by the Qingque tribe, these two pottery will be instantly smashed. Scum.

But this is amazing enough.

What was surprising was not only this. He moved his gaze away from the two blackened clay pots on the outside, then reached out and picked up a wooden container in the shape of an '8'.

That's right, this kind of ‘8’ shaped container is a gourd.

It's just that he won't call grandpa or bully the female fairy.

Gourd is a good natural container.

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

At least the water on the road is more suitable for carrying than the tribal clay pot.

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

First, the water scoop made of gourd is light and convenient to scoop water, and there is no need to worry about the water scoop sinking to the bottom of the tank.

The second is that the calabash made of gourd is strong and not fragile, even if it accidentally hits the edge of the tank, it will not cause much problem.

It's not like a pottery basin. If it accidentally collides with the edge of the tank, it will break a hole, or it will break completely.

However, this unknown tribe who occupied the magpie's nest obviously did not master the stunt of a gourd breaking two scoops.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be to smash open most of the gourds, leaving only the lower half to use.

The gourd in Han Cheng's hand is one of the few full-blown gourds.

And this gourd is heavy when picked up, obviously, there is something inside.

He stretched out his hand to pull the plug on it, and then tilted it down. Some white things flowed out of it and fell to the ground.

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

After a while, he finally couldn't help but dipped his hand into the mouth.

The salty taste of salt spreads.

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

This is because it is mixed with sand and soil.

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

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

At the same time, there are clay pots, gourds and saline soil.

Moreover, from the number of gourds used as bowls after being smashed, it can be seen that there are also a lot of these people, as many as 20 or 30 people.

This time I went south this time, I was really pleasantly surprised. I unexpectedly conquered the three tribes of nose ring, earrings, and one-eyed. Now I just came to this Jinguan City, I found someone living here, and they were very considerate. Help yourself and others to harvest the rice.

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

These rice can produce more than the rice they found before.

After a while, Han Cheng thought about it and let the people of 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 left here with others.

After looking around carefully, after not seeing anyone, Han Chengchi began to adjust the manpower and let some people rush the animals to hide elsewhere.

The remaining people lay ambush centered on this independent slave house.

It didn't take too long before everyone's figures had disappeared in the deep grass around them.

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

When building the Longmen Inn and Tongfu Inn on the Bronze Expressway, he once imagined that other primitive people would live in the empty house of his tribe.

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

Others have already ran to their own tribe by themselves, and have also lived in their own tribe's slave hut, so Han Cheng naturally has no polite reason.

Of course, it does not mean that we must use the power to turn them into slaves to the tribe.

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

This method is best used for reasoning. It can ensure that these people who have never met will listen carefully, and will not be embarrassed when they just show up, and they just run away and can't stop shouting.

Frankly speaking ~lightnovelpub.net~ What Han Cheng wants to know most now is where these people's salt soil comes from.

As for capturing all these people and acting as slaves to the tribe, he really didn't think much about it.

After all, just this year, the tribe received hundreds of people from the Blackstone Tribal Alliance, and not long ago, they received two tribes with a nose ring and earrings, and a hundred and ten people. The number of slaves in the tribe has really experienced an explosive growth.

Food and land in the tribe are limited, and the influx of so many people has basically reached the upper limit of the population that the tribe can currently support.

If we continue to collect people, the food will no longer be enough.

It will take at least a year to digest the people who have been absorbed so that they can invest in the development of tribal farmland and planting of food, expand the area of ​​cultivation, increase the total output of tribal food, and convert manpower into After more food, the tribe can begin a new round of population absorption and expansion.

Otherwise, regardless of the tribe’s current food reserves, just blindly pursuing a massive increase in the population, problems will definitely arise.