The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 272 The Violent Red Earth

"Add lime, how many times have I told you that you must fill all these gaps with lime, why don't you have a long memory?"

Beside the city wall, Hong Tu, the captain of the engineering team, yelled at his throat, feeling a little helpless towards the tourists who were scolded and only looked at him eagerly.

Ever since Chenbei ordered to speed up the construction of the city wall, Hongtu has been transferred from the trading area. As for the remaining projects in the trading area, it is enough to hand over to a few veterans of the engineering team.

The people in the engineering team have been honing in for a long time, and they are very handy in using it. They only need to give instructions, and they will naturally know what to do.

But these tourists are different. First of all, they are yellow and thin, hungry for a long time, and their strength is relatively weak.

Secondly, they have no construction experience, and they used to live in simple wooden houses, thatched houses, or even caves.

It is not an easy task to direct these novices to work. A simple and honest person like Hongtu has become a lot more irritable recently, and his voice has also become louder.

A tourist carried stones and piled them on the city wall at random, but did not place them properly, because he thought that the city wall should only be piled up with stones.

Hongtu was furious, and walked over directly, grabbed his tattered clothes, and cursed: "The city walls are not broken stones, inlays! Do you understand inlays? Who told you to pile them up?"

"I...I don't know..." The tourist almost cried in fright, he felt very wronged.

"Watch it, I'll only do it once, whoever messes up again will not be given lunch at noon!"

Hearing that there will be no food, the tourists are anxious and stare wide-eyed to see.

For them, eating is the top priority, and if there is no food, they will starve to death.

The red soil pushed the tourist aside, then picked up the stone, first spread a thick layer of lime slurry on the bottom, and then found a good angle to put the stone down, with a small gap with other stones.

Afterwards, the laterite built the wall with stones one by one, and he could always find the right angle to inlay the stones with different edges and corners, so that the wall looked very smooth.

After filling with lime mortar, the stones are perfectly bonded together without any gaps.

"Have you seen it all clearly?"

Those tourists dared not speak, they could only nod their heads violently.

"Keep working!"

Under Hongtu's command, slowly, these tourists finally did a little better, but Hongtu was still dissatisfied in various ways, and his face was dark all day long.

In the distance, Chen Bei laughed unkindly when he saw Hong Tu's frantic look.

"Why didn't I realize before that Hongtu is so irritable, hahaha."

The elder at the side was holding a cane, and said slowly: "Hongtu is serious about things, of course I can't understand those tourists messing around."

"With him watching, I am relieved."

The elder is getting older, but he is still in good spirits. He has to go around the tribe every day, and he can yell at him when he sees something he is not satisfied with.

He is the oldest in the Mang tribe, and everyone respects him very much. They dare not fight back when they are scolded, so they can only do as he asks in desperation.

Chen Bei looked at the sky, the sun was very strong, so he said to the elder: "The sun is strong outside, let's go back first."

The elder said dissatisfiedly: "Chief, I'm not too old to move. What are the members of the Mang tribe afraid of the sun?"

Chen Bei smiled and said: "Yes, yes, what the elder said is correct, but there is still meat cooked in my pot, and I don't know if it is burnt. The elder will accompany me back to have a look."

As soon as he heard that the meat was about to burn, the elder, who always cherishes food, became anxious and said, "Then go back quickly, it must not burn."

Chen Bei smiled, approached the elder unobtrusively, and helped him walk home.

This stubborn old man, in order to prove that he is not old, usually does not allow anyone to help him, and only Chen Bei can coax him.

Back in Chenbei's courtyard, the elder found that the meat was still stewed in the pot, but there was still a lot of water, so he was relieved.

Chen Bei took the meat out of the pot and stewed it in the pottery cauldron for several hours, the meat was already crispy.

The two shared the meat and sat in the yard for a while, weeding the vegetables and catching insects.

The elder gradually became sleepy. He was old and not as energetic as the young man, so he needed to take a nap at noon.

Chen Bei sent him back to his house and let him sleep.

The elder covered him with a soft rabbit fur mattress and muttered, "I'm old and useless. I used to hate sleeping, but now I can't do without sleep."

The elder always felt that sleeping was a waste of life. He wanted to spend more time on tribal affairs and do more things for the tribe while he was still alive.

Chen Bei comforted him again, just like coaxing a child, he retreated after the elder fell asleep, and closed the door.

Chen Bei is a very emotional person. The people who first followed him to establish a tribe have already had deep feelings after eight years.

He hoped that the elder could live longer and see with his own eyes how powerful the Mang tribe would be in the future.

After leaving the elder's house, Chen Bei walked to Qingzhu's yard again.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw the pair of twin sisters squatting and bending over, weeding the herbs very seriously.

Seeing Chen Bei approaching, the twin sisters hurriedly stood up and said, "Hello, Chief."

Chen Bei smiled and said, "Go ahead."

"Yes!"

The twin sisters were a little wronged. They were sent here to warm the leader's bed, but now they are sent to work here.

But who made Chenbei the leader?They can only continue to bend down to work.

In the corner of the medicine garden, a huge flower bloomed very brightly and exuded a charming fragrance, but it was surrounded by a fence.

A moth the size of a fist flew past the scent and landed on the flower, wanting to suck the nectar.

"Crack!"

The huge flower closed immediately, and the moth was pierced by countless barbs, and then fell into the center of the flower, where it was slowly dissolved by the secretion.

Afterwards, the huge flowers bloomed again, looking brighter than before, with a stronger fragrance, attracting more insects, birds and other small animals.

This is a giant mouth flower. Chen Bei and Bai Cao dug it back when they were looking for seeds a long time ago, and it has been planted in the green bamboo yard. Although it looks scary, its juice can be used as medicine, and the medicinal effect is very good.

Chen Bei looked at the giant mouth flower for a while, smiled, and then walked into the house.

In the house, Qingzhu is writing on the animal skin scroll with a beast brush. She wants to record all the recent events of the Mang tribe on the animal skin scroll to form a "history" for future generations to read.

She wrote very seriously and focused, even Chen Bei didn't notice it when she approached.

What she is writing now is about the first affiliated tribe of the Mang tribe. She described the situation of the Butterfly tribe in detail, and then drew the totem pattern of the Butterfly tribe on the side.

It was the pattern of a butterfly, very beautiful.

After finishing the painting, Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, and put down the animal brush. Only then, when she looked up, did she see Chen Bei looking at her with a smile.

"Boss, when did you come?"

"Just arrived, just arrived."

Qingzhu stood up, stretched herself, with a happy smile on her face.

　Thanks to the rudder of this book "Huang Aide" for the reward of 500 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "Reggie Ace i" for the 200 book coins.

　　Thanks for the 100 book coins rewarded by book friend "Remiacridine".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)