The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 415 Before the War

The tenth year since the founding of the Mang tribe is in the middle of the second month of autumn.

"Boom..."

After waiting for seven or eight days, there was already a faint smell of wine in Chenbei's side room. Chenbei first opened the jar made of grain buds. After opening, he found that the fermentation speed of this jar was extremely slow. Still in the shape of rice.

"This jar, I'm afraid it won't work."

Chen Bei was a little disappointed. It seemed that the method of brewing rice wine with grain buds would not work. It required not only time but also good luck to succeed.

"Look at this altar made with distiller's yeast."

Because it was the koji made by himself, and there was already a smell of wine in the room, Chen Bei thought that this jar of wine should be a success, but he didn't know what the fermentation would look like.

"Boom!"

He picked up the burlap bag filled with sand, and a strong smell of wine wafted from the wine jar.

He looked into the wine jar, and saw half of the wine lees in the jar, and half of the clearer wine.

Chen Bei couldn't wait to take out the bamboo wine spoon he had made earlier, scooped a spoonful of rice wine into the wine jar, and specially used a painted pottery quilt to cover it, and put it to his mouth excitedly.

"smell good!"

Chen Bei first smelled the aroma of the wine. The aroma of the rice wine was very strong, and there was no miscellaneous smell, exuding an intoxicating aura.

Afterwards, Chen Bei took a sip, and found that the taste was good, at least it was a relatively pure rice wine taste, without any miscellaneous taste.

Although the alcohol content is not high, it is purer than the sour and astringent wild wine.

"Gudong Gudong..."

Chen Bei drank a glass of wine and felt very happy. Although he is not an alcoholic, he misses the taste of this rice wine for a long time.

"It's not bad. Although the method of fermenting with grain buds was unsuccessful, the method of making distiller's yeast with moldy millet was successful. It's not in vain for my hard work."

With distiller's yeast, not only rice, but also grains such as red cones and foot potatoes can also be used to make wine.

Moreover, this is only the first generation of koji, and through successive generations of screening, we can always produce really good koji, and by then, the wine making will not have to be so laborious.

It is foreseeable that there will be more and more types of "wine" in the future of the Mang tribe, and this special drink will also become the iconic commodity of the Mang tribe.

After fermenting for a period of time, Chen Bei picked up the distiller's grains, filtered the wine again, and put it in the jar again. This kind of wine is the finished product. The color of the wine is clear and not cloudy.

……

The tenth year since the establishment of the Mang tribe, the third month of autumn.

The weather gradually turned cold, and the autumn wind gradually picked up, causing the vegetation to wither and turn yellow, and a chilling air gradually permeated the air.

Late autumn is the time when each tribe hoards the most food and winter supplies. At this time, the battles are also the most.

Because usually attacking other tribes, the harvest is not so big, this time the attack is different, you can snatch a lot of winter food and supplies.

Often times like this, the weaker tribes will suffer, and the tribes stronger than them will plunder everything from them until they are completely wiped out.

Every year at this time, many tribes perish. Even if they did not die at that time, after being looted, they could not gather enough food and supplies for the winter, and finally starved to death and froze to death.

Unlike other tribes, the Mang tribe has a lot of food and winter supplies, so the Mang tribe doesn't look down on the poor food stored by those small tribes.

The Mang tribe was targeting the Spider tribe, and sent a large number of people to continuously harass the Spider tribe.

In the Spider Tribe, a hunting team of more than 200 people has just returned from hunting in the mountains and forests. Today's harvest is good, and the prey in autumn is also fat and strong. They all have smiles on their faces.

"Today's luck is really good, so many prey were caught."

"Yeah, back in the tribe, we can all share a lot of meat and bones."

……

In the hunting team, the fighters of the Spider Tribe were discussing in one go, feeling very happy.

Suddenly, the big spider in the hunting team stopped moving restlessly, but walked back and forth sideways.

"what happened?"

The soldiers of the Spider Tribe hunting team picked up their weapons one after another and stared at their surroundings vigilantly. The giant spiders' sense of danger far surpassed that of humans. They must have smelled something dangerous.

"put!"

At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring vibrating, and then, a large rain of arrows fell from the sky.

"what!"

A spider tribe warrior screamed, was shot in the chest by an arrow, and fell off the giant spider's back.

He glanced at the feather arrow stuck on the ground, his face changed drastically, and he shouted frantically: "The bronze arrow is from the Mang tribe!"

The other soldiers of the hunting team also noticed this situation. Their faces turned pale, and those who missed the arrow felt as uncomfortable as if they had been hit by the arrow.

Mang tribe, these three words, in the past few months, have been like a dark cloud over the spider tribe, making people feel breathless.

Because the Mang Tribe has set their sights on the Spider Tribe, they continue to attack the Spider Tribe, robbing their prey, robbing their harvest, and even killing their people.

The most helpless thing is that the Spider tribe has never made up its mind to attack the Mang tribe. Therefore, the fighters of the Spider tribe became frightened birds in the process of being attacked and ambushed.

"Wow!"

From the bushes on both sides, dozens of flamingoes soared into the sky, carrying the warriors of the Mang tribe, aiming their crossbow arrows down in the sky.

The leader of the soldiers is Honghua.

And in the woods on both sides, hundreds of people also appeared. Lie led the team on the left, and Shan Wen led the team on the right, both of them were high-level totem warriors.

"attack!"

In the sky, the safflower issued an order. Afterwards, dozens of flamingoes from the flamingo team, carrying the soldiers, first shot a round of arrows, and then swooped down with spears in their hands to fight the hunting team of the spider tribe.

"We're going too!"

Shanwen greeted him, and then, holding a big bronze axe, he rode forward on a rhinoceros. Anyone who stood in front of him would either be knocked into the air by the rhinoceros, or split into two pieces by the big bronze axe.

"And us!"

Lie also rushed up brandishing the harpoon, the power of the totem surged all over his body, and the terrifying power poured into the harpoon made of bronze, and the harpoon flickered with fire.

Not long after, the more than 200 fighters of the Spider Tribe were completely killed, and there was no room for resistance at all.

"Bring the prey, as well as these big spiders, back to the tribe. These are all food."

After the battle, Lie commanded his soldiers to pack up the spoils.

The safflower also landed on the ground, and said to Lie: "We have already killed three hunting teams from the Spider Tribe. It will probably be very difficult to find such an opportunity in the future."

Lie Man said nonchalantly: "The mission given by the leader is to consume as much as possible of the spider tribe's strength before winter arrives. If the hunting team can't come out, others must come out, right?"

"I don't believe that they can hide in the spider tribe until it snows. They never come out!"

"We always keep an eye on the people of the Spider Tribe, I'm afraid it will arouse their revenge."

Shanwen came over, raised the huge bronze axe, and said, "Then let them come! I'm not afraid!"

"I'm not afraid, but you still have to be careful."

Honghua wiped her stone knife clean, and she still has a bronze knife on her body, but she hasn't used it much.

After experiencing so many things, safflower is gradually becoming mature.

(End of this chapter)