Fight,Primitive Man

Finally, it's the season of spring, and the young people and urchins who have been holding back for a long time in Panshi tribe run out of the tribe and go to the wild to play.

Some young men and women go to the grassland with Can Xue in pairs to do some private things on the slopes.

The weather has been much warmer. Today's barbarians are no longer wrapped in thick winter clothes, but are more used to being topless.

Chu Dong looked at the old branches of an ancient tree and took a deep breath.

This is the breath of spring.

In the distance, there was a roar, but it was the voice of little golden hair.

The little golden fur has been hibernating all winter and finally wakes up.

After hearing the voice of little golden hair, Chu Dong rushed to the cave where little golden hair hibernated.

From the black cave, a golden lion about the size of a calf roared out.

"Xiao Jinmao, after sleeping in all winter, he has grown twice as big as before. It's you who are talking about

Chu Dong habitually extended his hand and gently stroked the golden hair on the top of his head.

Hear Chu Dong laugh scold oneself, small golden hair dissatisfied low voice roared a, but with his big head intimate rub Chu Dong's hand.

Chu Dong took out a piece of frozen wild animal meat from the animal skin bag on his body. He gently scratched his arm with a bone knife and dropped the blood on the cold animal meat and gave it to Xiao Jinmao.

Little Jinmao took a big bite and swallowed the meat.

"The golden lion roars? My God ~ ~ "

an exclamation came from behind Chu Dong.

Chu Dong turned around and saw the merchants from the city-state, and the passers-by came running far away.

"Good morning, brother passerby."

Passers by stared at little golden hair, but was impatient little golden hair shook his head, roared.

At that time, the walking pace of passers-by was a stagger, and it was only when they were steady that they stood up straight.

"The real golden lion roars. I said, "brother Chudong, where did you get it?"

"I grew up. Don't be afraid. You're good. You won't eat people at will. "

"Chudong, I admire you so much."

"Ha ha. Brother passerby, look at you. Do you have something to do with me? "

Throughout the winter, passers-by stayed in the Panshi tribe. With his clever business words, they got along well with the top and bottom of the Panshi tribe, and they had been regarded as a part of the tribe.

Sometimes, Chu Dong would talk with passers-by about things outside the wilderness, which was also very informative. In addition, in the winter class, Chu Dong will regularly invite passers-by to tell the children about the outside world, so that dew and flowers can have a general impression.

"Yes. Now it's almost the season of Jingzhe, so I think we should go back. "

"Yes. I can't bear passers-by, brother. You go. But you'll be home sooner or later. I've got all the things that your caravan is going to take back ready for departure at any time. But can you teach us how to grow rice before we go

"Ha ha, of course, no problem. That jar of rice seeds will take root in your rock tribe. "

"If only there were rice to eat, it would be great."

Chu Dong thought of the fragrance of rice, and felt that his saliva seemed to flow out. In the past, when eating rice, I never felt that only when I couldn't eat rice all the year round, people would have a special feeling of nostalgia.

"Don't worry. The rice seed I sold to you only needs 130 sunsets to mature after planting."

"Please teach us how to grow rice."

"I can't. However, some of the caravans I'm carrying are good at planting. "

They went to the wasteland with passers-by. There were thirty-six merchants in the caravan. Many of them were from different city states. Among them, there were some people who paid for their country, and the main purpose of paying for their country was planting.

Three of the passers-by caravans from other countries are good at planting rice. A few days ago, they had selected full grain seeds from a pot of rice seeds and dried them in the sun for three days.

Now, full rice seeds are pressed into the muddy slate, and then put the muddy slate into the field after a whole winter of snow water infiltration.

This field was prepared after Chudong came back with the caravan of passers-by. Now, the soil moisture is excellent, and there is enough farm manure mixed in the field.

The production method of farmyard manure was also taught by the hands of the three countries to the people of Panshi tribe. As for the source of farmyard manure, it was too rich. It was also because Chudong had let the whole tribe use public toilets for a long time, otherwise the source collection of farmyard manure would be a problem.In the process of three jiaoguo people teaching you how to select, breed and sun dry seeds, Chu Dong followed up all the time, for fear that those who learned to grow rice could not understand.

Now, after planting the rice seeds in the field, Chu Dong's heart was temporarily released. But he knows that the whole process of planting is not just breeding. The next steps, such as germination, transplanting and paddy field changing, need the guidance of skilled rice farmers. He is not very good at growing rice as a person who only knows how to eat rice.

"Brother passerby, can these three diplomats stay? When our rice is ripe, we will escort them out of the wasteland."

"This one? Brother, although I'm the leader of the whole caravan, I can't control the life and death of each of them. You have to tell them. "

"Ha ha, it's enough to have elder brother. The three of them will certainly be willing to stay

"Why do you say that?"

"Didn't you see the three of them gain weight in this winter? What's more, how active they are in breeding and spare no effort to teach us? "

Passers by suddenly.

"Brother, you have already done it. I'm afraid these three people will stay in the rock tribe. Have you promised them a high reward? "

"Of course. Your caravans do business for money only. As long as more than three of them stay in our rock tribe for a planting cycle and teach us all the planting skills of the rock tribe, they will be paid five times as much as they would for a trip to the wasteland. "

"Chudong, it's really a big deal. I found out. I'm the real genius in business. "

"I'm flattered by the passers-by." Chudong was smiling with a trace of complacent cunning.