wild trail

Chapter 56 Sowing and Reaping
After talking with Wu Yun, Wang Lang didn't know how much Wu Yun had listened to, but at least he could understand that using slaves was not good for the tribe. idea.

In the next few days, the tribe was very busy. Threshing more than 100 kilograms of millet was a very troublesome task. It took people several days to clean up the ears of grain and burned a large area of ​​grass.

People miss the taste of millet porridge very much. After threshing, people looked at Wang Lang and wanted to take some out to satisfy their hunger, but Wang Lang refused very simply.

The yield of these primitive millets is relatively low, and they are planted extensively. It is not bad to have a yield of 100 catties per mu. These [-] catties of seeds can only be planted on more than ten acres of land, and each seed is very precious. Wang Lang's heart ached when he ate more than a dozen catties last time, but this time no matter what other people asked him to do, Wang Lang was unmoved.

Wang Lang ignored people's sighs and led them to carry the seeds to the edge of the burnt wasteland.

"Lang, how do you grow this corn!" Jian Ya asked.

"Just grab a handful and scatter them down, just step on the seeds into the soil with your feet." After Wang Lang finished speaking, he grabbed a handful of seeds and scattered them regardless of the distance. The seeds on the ground stepped into the soft soil.

Seeing how simple and rude planting corn was, the others didn't say much, and started to sow seeds just like Wang Lang. A few children followed the adults and trampled on the seeds, as if they were playing a game.

This kind of extensive planting method allows people to quickly plant more than ten acres of land, and there is not a single seed left over more than 100 catties.

After the corn was planted, people returned to their previous life, catching prey and fishing with rafts. Three months passed peacefully and busyly.

In the past three months, people captured a lot of live prey. In a corner of the tribe, people built several animal pens and kept the caught prey inside.

These prey are some small herbivores, the most of which are deer, there are also a few wild boars and a few sheep with long horns.

From the day the millet was planted, Wang Lang began to carve orthographic characters on the wall of the house to record the time. The millet was growing very well. Looking around, there are golden ears of corn swaying in the wind everywhere.

The maturity of the millet has also attracted a large group of birds. Facing these annoying guys, people can be said to have a headache, so they can only send people to take turns to drive these birds away. Animals avoid here far away, and will not come to spoil these crops.

After three months of study, those six people were able to communicate with other people in a simple way. After being able to communicate, Wang Lang gradually understood the general situation of this grassland.

According to them, this piece of grassland is very vast. This is just the edge of the grassland. There are many small human tribes living in the east. As for the grassland near the swamp, only tribes migrate here occasionally, and these The level of civilization of the people is about the same as that of the tribes before them.

The civilization development of the grassland tribes was at least an era slower than that of the forest tribes. If the humans in the forest were in the early Neolithic age, then the civilization of the grassland tribes was only in the early Paleolithic age.

The IQ of these people is no problem. Wang Lang doesn't know what caused the huge gap, but the level of civilization of the grassland tribes is so low, which is good news for Wang Lang. It will be easier to annex these tribes in the future a lot.

These six people didn't even have a name, because when they were found, they were being hunted down by moas. Wang Lang gave them the surname Kong, because he was too lazy to name them. For simplicity and convenience, Wang Lang asked the two men to be named Kong. Kong [-], Kong [-], and the four women are Kong [-] to Kong [-].

During these three months, the tribe held two more wrestling competitions. For the first time, Jianya still defeated everyone. However, since he was already married, he could not be given the right to pursue women. As a reward, Wang Lang gave himself The most beloved tin dagger was given to Jianfang.

However, due to various reasons in last month's competition, Wang Lang did not let Jianya participate. This time, Jiao finally won and became husband and wife with a woman named Honghua in the tribe, and this woman has a seven or eight-year-old The older child, Wang Lang didn't know when the two hooked up.

After busy waiting for three months, the harvest season finally arrived.

Standing at the edge of the valley, Wang Lang touched Fanxing's swollen belly, and said, "We can do the work of harvesting millet. Your task now is to give birth to the child safely, and I don't know what you are doing with me." .”

Fan Xing smiled and said: "You said that the receipt of the goods is a very important event for our tribe, and we have to sacrifice to the gods. I don't want to miss this very sacred event, and it's meaningless to stay in the tribe by myself."

"You can look around here, but you can't work in the fields, remember?" Wang Lang said seriously.

Fan Xing curled her lips and said, "Remember, you have been with me many times since morning, how could you not remember."

Wang Lang snorted and ignored Fan Xing, turned around and said loudly to the people: "Gods guide us here, let us find corn, let us have food to fill our stomachs, our children can grow up healthily, today is the harvest On the day of corn, in order to thank the gods for their gifts, we must offer our sacrifices to the gods."

Having said that, Wang Lang looked at Jian Ya and said, "Bring a sacrifice!"

Jian Ya swallowed, and brought a deer to Wang Lang.

The deer didn't notice the imminent death at all, it lowered its head and leisurely ate the green grass under its feet.

Wang Lang took a tin dagger, walked to the side of the deer, and gently stroked the deer's soft fur.

"What a poor deer! Your death is valuable, and your death will witness the rise of a tribe. If there is an afterlife, don't be a deer anymore. Don't hate me, go all the way!" Wang Lang thought for the deer in his heart. A simple overshoot.

Closing his eyes, he cut the deer's neck, the blood sprayed out stained the grass, and the artery was cut. The deer struggled violently, but it didn't take long before it lay on the ground and twitched continuously. Gradually I lost my breath.

Wang Lang put the deer on the edge of the field, and led his clansmen to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the sky. Everyone's expressions were very solemn and serious. For them, this matter was second only to survival.

"Gods above, I will offer you a sacrifice today. Please bless our tribe with sufficient food and health." After Wang Lang finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the sky, and after saying some respectful words to the gods, the whole The sacrificial process is over.

After everyone stood up, Wang Lang said, "The gods will receive the deer's soul, and will definitely bless our tribe. Now we start harvesting corn. Tonight we will eat corn and venison porridge!"

The crowd immediately cheered and ran into the field to harvest the ears of corn frantically. Millet porridge was the best motivation for them.

Since there is no plow to turn the soil, Wang Lang does not plan to cut the straw. Although the straw has many uses, but these things are not used by the tribe for the time being, it is better to save some effort and burn them with a fire, and use them as fertilizer for the next season.

(End of this chapter)