Reflect the world

Chapter 120 No Initial Skill Added
"He cured the clansman who still didn't get better after taking the medicine you concocted. Originally, three clansmen were going to die in this hunt."

Pihu stood in front of Tang Xuanming, like a city wall, blocking all the pressure.

The witch doctor in front of him who bared his teeth and danced his claws like a beast possessed him suddenly became quiet, and said with a shocked face: "He cured the internal injuries of the tribe? How is this possible?"

"Internal bleeding can only rely on powerful restorative medicine to help the owner quickly recover from the internal injury, but the blood that flows out cannot be solved. Either the internal organs of the tribe are strong and they forcibly survived, or they can only wait for death. How did he do it..."

The witch doctor murmured, Pihu was confused and couldn't understand at all, but Tang Xuanming knew exactly what this strong and strong witch doctor was talking about, so he couldn't help being a little surprised.

In such a wild and backward place, the witch doctor actually knows the internal bleeding and internal injury, although he can only treat it in the most incomprehensible way - medicine to restore Qi and blood to people when internal bleeding occurs, and to restore the injury.

This obviously makes people die, but with the physique of primitive tribes and beasts, there are often one or two people who survive.

Tang Xuanming wanted to mourn in silence for the people in this tribe.

The witch doctor rushed over, held Tang Xuanming's hand, and said excitedly: "Teach me, teach me, okay? I will definitely learn it with my heart. Every year, many people in the tribe die due to internal injuries. Seeing them Die wailing in front of me, I wish I was the one who got hurt."

"But I can't do anything. I've heard that there are powerful medical skills outside the wilderness, which can bring the dead back to life, but I can't learn it!"

There were even tears running down this rough man's face, his heart was obviously not as rough as his appearance.

"This is a trivial matter, and it won't be enough in a short time. First, find some edible seeds for me to see."

The seeds in Tang Xuanming's hands are a bit like the wheat of later generations, and it smells of a unique wheat fragrance.

But it was shriveled and thin, not plump at all, more like grass seeds than wheat.

This made Tang Xuanming a little suspicious, whether he had come into contact with a fake seed.

Pihu looked at Tang Xuanming's concern for a few small seeds, frowned and recalled, and said: "There seems to be no edible plants around here, only some wild fruits at most. This strange thing seems to be from the tribe. The children went out to gather them."

"At that time, they swallowed it indiscriminately, but we were shocked. Fortunately, they were not poisoned, but we also kept a copy of such seeds."

Tang Xuanming nodded. In this era of lack of food and clothing, the children's desire for food made them dare to try any kind of edible fruit.

No matter the taste of the fruit is weird, driven by hunger, they will try it.

"This baby is really strong enough, he dares to eat anything."

Pihu couldn't understand what Tang Xuanming meant by the head iron, and said with a serious face: "We gave those monkeys a good beating afterwards, and they will never dare to eat outside indiscriminately in the future."

The corners of Tang Xuanming's mouth twitched, thinking of the tribe he had seen earlier teaching those disobedient leather monkeys, the fist-thick sticks were thumping fiercely, and the sound was earth-shattering.

When Tang Xuanming saw it for the first time, he was flustered in the wind, thinking that this group of barbarians were going to kill the bear children to sacrifice to heaven.

What made Tang Xuanming even more devastated was that a group of brats were even winking at each other when they were crying for their father and mother, and they were hard-headed and resistant to beatings. Few of these brats could cure them.

After all, they started to be baptized around the age of eight or nine, and they could practice the Ant Emperor Method, and their physical defenses were terrifyingly strong with their strength.

Perhaps the adults in the tribe even thought of beating up the bear children as body training for them. Of course, this method was something Tang Xuanming did not dare to compliment.

Tang Xuanming saw that the seeds in his hand were in trouble, and he finally understood that the agricultural accumulation here is basically zero.

All animals and plants have not been domesticated, and the fruit is bitter, and the fruit is still very small, so it can only be used as a snack.

Even if he had to forcibly search for wheat and rice, he would find them like the handful of seeds in his hand, more like grass seeds, not to mention that it was difficult to grow them on a large scale, and the collection would not be enough for an adult to eat .

The agriculture of the foodie empire was not established in a day. The first undomesticated rice and wheat seeds were like weeds.

There are very few that can be really eaten, and it will only be a matter of more harm than good to really grow them.

The development of agricultural history in the tribe is too poor, not that they are not smart enough to plant, but that there are really no usable crops to plant now.

In Tang Xuanming's time, he didn't have much experience with crop seeds. After all, you can easily find a large variety of seeds by searching Jingdong Taobao.

The yield of rice per mu is [-] catties casually, and the yield of wheat per mu is less than [-] catties.

But that has been domesticated by human beings from generation to generation, starting from thousands of years or even older times, picking seeds with more fruits and bigger fruits to sow.

Generation after generation of improved genes, coupled with the rapid advancement of scientific research technology, a large group of scientific researchers headed by Yuan Daruid appeared one after another.

The production of food has just begun to increase by leaps and bounds, compared with the original variety, it is almost like two species.

Even if original varieties such as rice and wheat are found, it is impossible to cultivate them.

If you want real large-scale planting to turn a tribe from a hunter-gatherer into an agricultural empire, don't even think about it without thousands of years of evolution.

"What a shame!"

Tang Xuanming regretted that he didn't study hard at the beginning. He had been exposed to these agricultural knowledge, but he forgot about it after graduation.

Now I can only vaguely remember a general idea, and asking him to actually operate it is simply too difficult.

"Tang Xuanming, you are back!"

The girl's crisp voice awakened Tang Xuanming from his contemplation.

"Ah, Uncle Pihu is here too!"

The girl stuck out her tongue, looking a little shy.

But when he faced Tang Xuanming, he recovered quickly, and happily pulled Tang Xuanming to leave, while saying hello to Pihu: "I'll take this silly boy out to have a look, Uncle Tiger, talk to Grandpa the witch doctor. "

Pihu wanted to stop it, but the witch doctor also looked concerned. Now that the matter is at a critical moment, they don't want Tang Xuanming to leave just like that.

Tang Xuanming still has a good impression of this ignorant and lively girl from the Pi family. After all, this girl gave him a lot of help when he was in the most difficult time.

So he struggled to turn around and said, "I will discuss the follow-up matters with you..."

Before she finished speaking, she was dragged away by the girl, and the sturdy girl murmured dissatisfiedly: "I just like to brag, and talk about things I don't understand every day. I really thought Uncle Pihu and the witch doctor would listen..."

The two fought and left, leaving Pihu and the witch doctor staring at each other.

(End of this chapter)