Guide to traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty

Australian aborigines are close relatives of the Nanyang pygmy blacks, and they are also mixed with genes from all over the world. Foreign races have been mixed in for tens of thousands of years.

For example, the Miao people in China...

Especially the genes of the Denisovans, which account for more than 4% of the Australian aborigines.

Well, it should be called the Dragon Man gene.

The Denisovans are at most a common name, with no scientific model specimens and lack of taxonomic definition.

The Dragon Man has a formal name and model specimens. It is a monophyletic group formed by the Dragon Man (Harbin ancient human skull), Xiahe Man, Dali Man, Hualong Cave Man, and Jinniu Mountain Man. Among them, the Xiahe Man is the Denisovan.

At this time, Australia had hundreds of Aboriginal tribes, more than 200 Aboriginal languages, and a total population of about hundreds of thousands.

Such a large number of language types is mainly caused by the geographical environment.

Most of the land in Australia is not suitable for human habitation, and hundreds of tribes are separated by many uninhabited areas. But while those languages ​​developed independently, they must have communicated and integrated, and some common words can be found throughout the island.

For example, kangaroo, pronounced as "kangeru", can not only travel across the island, but also became an English word.

Some Australian tribes have a tradition of cannibalism, and the reasons for cannibalism are various. Some even specialize in eating the deceased respected people in the tribe, and eating them can inherit the wisdom and courage of the deceased.

Of course, more indigenous tribes do not eat people.

Li Bin led his men to slowly retreat, and only put down their weapons when they reached a safe distance.

The indigenous people on the opposite side also put down their javelins, bows and arrows, and slingshots, and took the initiative to send people to communicate.

Li Zuqia followed Wang Chongdu to join.

Seeing the friendly behavior of the indigenous people, Wang Chongdu immediately said: "Lin Wu, you are the smartest, go over and try. Bring a prospector's shovel as a gift."

Then, Wang Chongdu said: "Bring a few Kunlun slaves from the ship, they look like the people here. Remember to bring some food."

Today's Ming fleet has more or less pygmy blacks.

Pygmy blacks are obedient, good at swimming, not afraid of death, and can do the most dangerous things in critical moments. Especially when the hull was severely damaged, the cabin was repaired under the crazy influx of seawater.

The mortality rate was extremely high!

The Fujian crew member named Lin Wu came over with a small shovel in his hand.

When they were about three or four steps away, the native who was sent to communicate spoke in his native dialect, and from time to time pointed to his companions, and occasionally pointed to the woods farther away.

Lin Wu said: "We are from Daming. Daming... Daming..."

The native thought that "Daming" was Lin Wu's name, so he also introduced himself, pointing to his chest and said: "Ding Gou (wild dog), Ding Gou."

Lin Wu looked at it for a while, guessed what it meant, pointed at the other party and said: "You... Ding Gou?"

"Ding Gou, Ding Gou."

The native was very happy, and then he lay on the ground, imitating the actions of the dingo, and even barked one or two times from time to time.

Lin Wu understood that he was imitating a dog, but he didn't understand why the other party wanted to imitate it.

Suddenly, Lin Wu had an idea: "Ding Gou is a dog, your name is dog, right? There is also a custom in my hometown, a humble name is easy to keep, even the God of Hell will not accept it."

The native pointed at himself and said "Ding Gou", and then pointed at Lin Wu and said "Daming".

Lin Wu shook his head repeatedly: "My full name is Lin Furong, and I am the fifth in my family. My name is Lin Wu, not Daming."

The native was a little confused.

Lin Wu had to point at himself: "I... Lin Wu." Then he pointed to the direction of the sea: "Over there... Daming, we are from Daming."

After gesturing for a long time, the native finally understood: the man in front of him was Lin Wu, from a tribe called Daming.

Lin Wu took out the shovel and dug the ground, then held it in both hands and handed it over.

The native instantly understood that this was a gift from the Daming tribe.

He put away the small prospecting shovel, ran back excitedly, and demonstrated the digging effect to the tribe.

Nearly twenty natives gathered in a circle, watching the shovel digging the ground excitedly, and then burst into exclamations.

The leader of the hunting group took the small shovel and studied it carefully. Then he threw the shovel on the ground, poked it with a spear, and poked it several times in a row, breaking a section of the stone spear tip.

The leader picked up the shovel and found that it was not damaged at all, only some marks were poked out.

He pulled out the copper dagger from his waist again, hesitated again and again, and finally didn't want to fight hard.

This leader was quite simple, and he knew how to return the gift after receiving a treasure. He asked his companions to take out all the prey they got today, and walked over one after another to throw it in front of Lin Wu.

Then, he kept talking for a long time, and it seemed that he was embarrassed to take advantage of him.

This person raised his hand to the east, and seeing that Lin Wu didn't understand what he said, he gradually became anxious, and even hurried to grab Lin Wu's hand.

Lin Wu was frightened and took two steps back.

The leader had to continue using body language to lead all the companions to the east. After walking a few steps, he turned back, pointed at Lin Wu and chattered, and then led his companions to the east again.

Lin Wu finally understood: "You invited me to be your guest?"

The natives were still gesturing.

Lin Wu ran back and reported: "I gave them a shovel, and they knew how to return the favor, giving me a bunch of prey and inviting me to be their guest."

"Excellent!"

Wang Chongdu was overjoyed and personally led people over to communicate.

The two sides gestured again.

Li Zuqia thought it was quite interesting, but he was also a little worried. He said to Gao Wenbao beside him: "This place is probably more wild than Nanyang. There is no foreign country. There are only some native savages."

Gao Wenbao said: "Who knows how big this place is? There are both savages and states in the Nanyang islands. Maybe if we look for it again, we can find a small state here. The most important thing is whether we can find gold and silver mines!"

The two sides continued to communicate. Wang Chongdu was reluctant to visit the tribe, and the natives were a little impatient.

Finally, Kunlun slaves were brought.

The natives became even happier when they found someone with a similar skin color to themselves, and they came forward to talk.

Several Nanyang pygmy blacks also communicated in their native language. The two sides spoke at cross purposes and could not understand each other.

But the natives did not mind. There are too many languages ​​in Australia, and tribes a little further away cannot communicate in language. They thought the pygmy blacks also came from a certain tribe and were allies with the white-skinned Daming tribe.

Wang Chongdu and his companions had been wandering on the sea for a long time and had been tanned enough, but they were regarded as white people by the Australian aborigines.

The aborigines took them east for more than ten miles and finally saw some short earth houses with something like thatch on the roof.

This tribe was not large and was separated from a large tribe further east.

The chief was a short and strong middle-aged man, and there was an old man who looked like a priest beside him. They first checked the power of the shovel and learned about the contact process. Soon they regarded everyone as honored guests and gathered the women to cook food.

The food was varied, including not only the kangaroos caught yesterday, but also a living crocodile.

The main cooking method was barbecue.

Men and women came and went, all without clothes, but with various patterns painted with primitive paint on their bodies. There were also tattoos.

The crew had long been accustomed to it because they had met it in the South Sea Islands.

Including Kunlun slaves, only more than 30 people came this time. Under Wang Chongdu's arrangement, it seemed that they were defenseless, but in fact, there were always people holding weapons to guard.

Li Zuqia was taken to watch the cooking. The two lumps on the chest of the indigenous woman next to him were shaking.

It was really a bit eye-catching.

An indigenous person quickly drilled wood to make fire. Smoke began to appear in thirty or forty seconds, and a large amount of firewood was lit in a shallow pit.

Then, the kangaroo captured yesterday was brought over, stabbed to death, and thrown into the fire without bleeding.

With a crackling sound, the kangaroo's hair was all on fire, and a burnt smell emanated from the air.

"Just roast it and eat it?" Li Zuqia muttered.

Gao Wenbao said, "Who knows?"

Two more indigenous people came with baskets filled with many small stones. They also poured the small stones into the fire.

Not long after, the kangaroo was dragged out of the fire.

The indigenous people used pottery jars to fetch water and poured it on it, and then used stone knives to scrape the burnt kangaroo fur. After scraping it almost, they finally opened its belly.

The chief cut off the kangaroo's heart himself, handed it to Wang Chongdu, and invited the distinguished guest to taste it with a simple smile and expectant eyes.

Wang Chongdu didn't understand, and muttered: "How can I eat this?"

The chief naturally didn't understand what he said, so he demonstrated how to eat it himself. He pulled out a dagger, cut off a piece of the heart, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and handed the rest to Wang Chongdu.

Wang Chongdu cut off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and quickly handed the rest to Li Bin.

Li Bin ate a piece with a bitter face, and quickly handed it to Gao Wenbao.

One by one, everyone ate together, leaving only a few main armed personnel untouched.

The remaining few internal organs were divided by the indigenous warriors themselves.

The offal such as the kangaroo's stomach and intestines were thrown far outside the tribe, and the hunting dogs pounced on them and ate them.

The Australian wild dogs should have been brought over by humans in Southeast Asia thousands of years ago. After they became wild, they have become new dogs, and some of them have been domesticated as hunting dogs again by the indigenous people.

The real cooking began.

Red-hot stones were stuffed into the kangaroo's body cavity after its internal organs were emptied. Some natives even sprinkled coarse sea salt and unknown spice-like plants into it.

They used sharpened branches to seal the kangaroo's stomach.

Then they swept the unburned fire flat and threw the kangaroo with hot stones stuffed in its stomach and its hair shaved off back. They then used sticks to dig and broken pottery to scoop, covering the entire kangaroo with charcoal.

This was not over yet, and some natives picked up soil and covered the kangaroo and the charcoal.

Various prey were being roasted nearby, and a crocodile had been roasted black and thrown on a large stone.

In the evening, the bonfire was lit.

The kangaroos were also taken out, and some natives were cutting them up with knives.

The natives began to dance around the bonfire, and some people beat small drums to accompany the music. Men, women and children all sang and danced.

To be honest, except for the lack of salt, these barbecues are not particularly bad.

The same is true for kangaroo meat. Although it has a strong smell, it tastes good due to the special cooking method and sufficient juice.

It is a normal primitive tribe, not as scary as the Western colonists have advertised.