Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

Chapter 54 054. A carrying pole

Ye Sang smiled and said to Huo: "Then when I have time, you can teach me."

Huo Jiansheng responded: "Okay."

The bonfire burned vigorously, and the fiery red light shone on everyone, reflecting an open and happy face.

Ye Sang looked at them. People in the wilds were actually very easy to be satisfied. They were very happy when they had enough food and clothing.

At this time, Wu and the clan leader came down from the mountain.

The wizard held a mysterious cane in his hand, wore animal skins, and his thin and rickety body seemed to be bent by responsibility. He came to the crowd and took the well-deserved C position. With him, the clan leader had to stand aside.

The patriarch stood there upright and called everyone: "Everyone, come here, Wu has something to say to everyone."

The two most important people in the tribe arrived, and everyone stood in awe. No need to shout, they had already gathered around.

The witch would only use his cane when announcing something important. When everyone saw his cane, they couldn't help but guess what he was going to say.

Without letting everyone guess for too long, Wu spoke, his tone was calm but full of weight: "Everyone is very concerned about the relocation of tribes. I now announce that we will not move tribes."

The atmosphere fell into an incomprehensible silence.

After a while, someone spoke: "Witch, if we stay, we won't starve to death, but we will also freeze to death. What are we going to do if we stay?"

"Yes, Wu, didn't we agree before that we would just migrate in these two days?"

"Wu, follow the sun. We will definitely find a better place to live. Let's leave quickly."

Wu didn't speak and let everyone talk. After everyone had finished arguing, he spoke: "The Wolf Nose Tribe will move to another tribe the day after tomorrow. Those who want to move can go with them."

The tribesmen immediately became quiet and went with other tribes. If they went there, they would either become slaves or die. Who would be so stupid to go with other tribes?

Huo asked Ye Sang quietly: "Sister, do you want to leave?"

Ye Sang shook his head: "I won't leave."

"Then I won't leave either." Huo raised his hand, "Wu, I won't leave, I'll stay."

Lei, Mao and Jian also said loudly: "I'm not leaving either."

Gancang looked at Ye Sang, then at the clan leader, and said loudly: "I'm not leaving either."

Feng followed closely and echoed: "I'll stay."

The patriarch's expression was serious, and he glanced at Ye Sang from the corner of his eye, saying, "As the patriarch, I listen to the witch."

Lie raised his hands: "I won't leave."

"We are not leaving." Most of the clan members said they would not leave. A few of them looked at me and I looked at you, and after a while they expressed their intention to listen to the witch's arrangements.

Wu glanced at Ye Sang and expressed strong hope: "Since we are not planning to migrate anymore, we have started to prepare for the winter. During this period, everyone listens to Sang. With her here, they will be able to survive the winter smoothly."

Gancang took the lead in shouting, and then everyone followed him: "Sang, Sang, Sang..."

Listening to everyone shouting his name, Ye Sang felt a rush of passion in his heart, and then expressed his position: "As long as everyone listens to me, I can guarantee that everyone will have a warm winter this year."

In this position, Ye Sang had no choice but to move forward and lead the tribe forward!

"Sang, mulberry, mulberry..."

The voices of the tribe echoed loudly and enthusiastically under the mountain, with a sense of faith.

Ye Sang pressed his hands: "Everyone, hurry up and weave the baskets. We will go dig bamboo shoots tomorrow and bring back more. While there is still sunshine, we can dry more dried bamboo shoots."

In addition to drying dried bamboo shoots, you can also make sour bamboo shoots, which can be eaten in many ways.

Yu walked up to Ye Sang and whispered: "Sang, bamboo shoots are bitter and not tasty. If you dig a lot of bamboo shoots, everyone may not be happy."

Ye Sang smiled reassuringly at Yu: "Everyone go dig the bamboo shoots back. Tomorrow I will use the bamboo shoots to make a dish for everyone. You will know if it is bitter or not after you taste it."

Gancang took the lead and said: "dig bamboo shoots, dig bamboo shoots..." Wu Chenchen said: "If you don't listen to Sang, you will starve and freeze in the winter, then you will suffer." Then he said to Sang, "Bring that kind of The tribesmen who are willing to do it will forget it if they are not willing to do it.”

You will know how to do it after you have suffered a loss.

Ye Sang nodded: "Yes, Wu."

Wu glanced at the tribesmen, turned around and went back to the cave.

He wanted to go back and learn about witchcraft. The book Sang gave him gave him great inspiration. If he understood it thoroughly, his witchcraft would definitely reach a higher level.

The clan leader also has great expectations for Ye Sang: "Sang is the hope of our tribe, the hope of the wilderness. If you are not willing to listen, you can leave the tribe."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Sang with high hopes, and then went to knit backpacks with his tribe.

There were more than 2000 people, and everyone must have different opinions. Ye Sang smiled lightly and didn't care.

With Ye Sang's current status, the witches and clan leaders all listened to her, as if she had become the leader of the tribe. This made some clan members unable to react, and there was an unusual silence on the ground.

Qing and Xia hid in the corner and whispered...

Xia: "Does Sang know witchcraft? She confused the witch and the team leader and made them listen to her."

Qing: "Even if she knows witchcraft, she's not that strong, right?"

Xia: "Can you think of a way to drive Sang out of the tribe? If this continues, all of us will have to listen to her."

Qing: "Drive Sang away. What will happen if we get sick in the future?"

Xia: "Without her before, some of us got sick, but didn't they get better in the end?"

Qing: "It seems to be the same..."

Xia: "Think of a solution. Sang is a big trouble. We must get rid of her."

……

It took Ye Sang two hours to weave a basket. The bottom was in the positive direction and the top was round. The inside and outside were neat and very cute.

Everyone gathered around to see...

Tangcang asked: "Sang, what is this?"

Ye Sang waved his hands mysteriously: "I'll tell you when I make up the other one."

Everyone laughed and continued knitting.

When the moon climbed directly overhead and cast its brightest light, Ye Sang finished weaving the two baskets and took a rope to put them on.

The last step is to pick a pole.

In view of the fact that wild people are strong and carry heavy things, wooden poles need to be used for shoulder poles. Three kinds of wood are suitable for making shoulder poles: mulberry, boxwood, and oak.

Among them, oak wood is the most suitable. It has solid material, fine texture and brown-red color. It is most suitable for making agricultural tools.

There happened to be an oak tree next to the tribe.

Ye Sang took out the saw and prepared to cut off the oak wood.

"Sister, where are you going?" Huo ran over and asked worriedly.

"I'm going to saw the wood." Ye Sang pointed to the oak tree. It was very close, right next to the fence. Otherwise, she would not dare to go. The forest at night is much more dangerous than during the day.

Ye Sang adjusted the mall to give special alerts when detecting anything, so that as long as something came within three meters of her, she would know immediately.

Tan Cang walked over with long legs: "Sang, what kind of wood do you want to saw? I'll help you."

Ye Sang was about to speak when another person came over...

(End of this chapter)