I Am Not a Savage

The first and twentieth chapters of the evolution of Yunchuan

A tribe of 20,000 people, with more than 5,000 large and small animals, is itself a sign of prosperity.

In this way, not counting the pigs in the pigpen, the sheep in the sheep pen, the chickens in the chicken pen, and the ducks swimming in patches in the pond.

As for things like geese, they are still flying in the sky, because they belong to three males, so even the goose eggs can't contribute to the tribe.

Jingwei’s big crow is very old, but it has three children and can get it with meat strips or other delicacies every day, so the old crow habitually squats on the window sill and waits. Its children are back.

Since the old crow couldn't fly, Jingwei had never trimmed its feathers, but the feathers on this thing didn't seem to grow again, even if it could grow a little, it was just a short fluff.

"Have you eaten today?" Jing Wei sat on a round stool and combed his hair, his fat buttocks almost covered the round stool, as if sitting out of thin air.

"Yes, meat strips."

"When are you going to die?" Jing Wei skillfully rolled his hair into a bun, and put a simple golden hairpin on it.

"It's coming, it's coming."

"Since it's almost time, then die sooner. I can't suddenly come up and say something "struggling" to my husband when we are happy, and he is unwilling to do so."

Jing Wei's plain words contained infinite murder, especially when she bit a piece of paper covered with cochineal juice with her lips, her red lips looked like a mouth that had drunk blood.

After tidying up her silk skirt like snow, Jingwei twisted her waist, and the hem of the skirt rotated, like a blooming trumpet flower.

Putting on a pair of carved deerskin boots, Jingwei stepped on the ground. It was good. The servants added an inch-high thick heel behind the boots, which not only made her figure more upright, but at the same time, walking on the mud road. At the time, it is not easy to stain the boots.

After packing up, Jingwei hurried out the door. Soon, she turned back and kicked the old crow's body and kicked it off the window sill. After seeing the crow fall a big somersault, Jingwei only haha Laughed and left the house.

Jingwei, who was out of the house, looked around. He didn't see the little wolf or the big bison. He knew that the husband had gone far away with the baby.

Jingwei is getting more and more beautiful, especially when her body begins to grow flesh after giving birth. Looking at her plump **** and growing buttocks, Jingwei finally has the confidence to claim to be the first in Yunchuan. A beauty.

This aesthetic is not only judged by the Yunchuan tribe, but even Yunchuan himself. After all, a face that conforms to Yunchuan's aesthetics, plus the plump **** and fat buttocks that savages are used to, will be a **** of it. .

Life is like this, he can always surprise you when you are not paying attention.

The surprise of Yunchuan is that the water supply system of the entire tribe has officially started. The waterwheels lifted the water from the artesian canal deliberately piled with boulders on the bank of the Changyang River, and then sent it to the long wooden trough. The trough enters the canal and finally into the farmland.

Since there is always a gap in the fields, the irrigation water at the lowest point of the farmland is solved by the artesian canal of the Changyang River. Where the artesian canal cannot irrigate, the water is raised by a waterwheel by five meters and then irrigated into the field.

No matter how high the place is, the water will be lifted up by a waterwheel, and the rest of the irrigation water will be accumulated in a pond. With a pond weir, a waterwheel can be set up to continue to pump water until all the farmland reclaimed in the Yunchuan area is irrigated. To.

This is already a complete irrigation system. It seems simple, but in fact, the Yunchuan Department has almost used the power of the whole family to form this irrigation system.

With this stable irrigation system, there will be a stable harvest of grain in Yunchuan, without having to look at God's face to eat.

Yunchuan sat on the back of the cow with his son and walked along the canal. Abu followed. When he saw the waterwheel, he pointed out whose feat it was. Every time someone’s name is clicked, the corresponding person will stand up and wait for the patriarch’s praise.

When encountering familiar and close old people, Yunchuan generally does not have a good voice. Not only will he point out the shortcomings, but he will also directly scold the old people and order them to rectify within a time limit. If they miss it, they will be punished.

When encountering unfamiliar new tribesmen, Yunchuan is not like that. Instead, he is kind to them, and he is not stingy with words of praise, making those new tribes look at the old tribes full of pride in their eyes.

After the new tribe left with satisfaction, Yunchuan casually handed over his son to a clean old tribe and began to discuss with them how to divide the districts into management.

In the past, Yunchuan did not dare to decentralize power. Once decentralized, it must be a mess. Now it is different. The old people of Yunchuan are used to the management system developed by Abu, and they know how to follow this management system to produce , So it was their turn to manage the new tribe of the Yunchuan Tribe.

Not much. One old family only needs to manage ten new families. The management mentioned here is not only involved in management when working, but all-round.

To put it bluntly, the new tribe’s way of doing things is wrong, and the old tribes have the right to educate and change, which is the overall change of customs.

Yunchuan intends to start to teach the people from the aspects of food, clothing, housing, transportation and even etiquette. He has always wanted his people to completely break away from the category of savages and become people in a real sense.

Now that he participates in management, he will be rewarded. Yunchuan wants to cultivate a ruling class in this way.

In history, the ruling class is often called the vampire class, but management is necessary and certain. Only in this way can it quickly form a fairyland that all savages yearn for in the barbaric era.

As Xuanyuan expected, with the emergence of donkeys and horses, and good use of the power of cattle, the production efficiency of Yunchuan was far beyond what Xuanyuan and other tribes could compare.

Nowadays, because of the emergence of a large number of donkeys, the number of livestock directly engaged in agricultural production in the Yunchuan area has increased, and there is no longer any need to be like in previous years. As long as it is time for spring planting and autumn harvest, the whole family must be mobilized.

This year’s spring plowing and land reclamation were independently completed by the tribes who specialize in planting crops, and did not affect the iron-making and iron-making, sericulture and silk reeling, ramie weaving, pottery, brick-making, bamboo weaving, and production. The production of wood craftsmen.

The aquaculture industry in Yunchuan has also developed very well. Since Yunchuan decided to raise only cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens and ducks, all other livestock and poultry have been abandoned, including the fish farming business that Chiling loves. In Yunchuan's view, throwing caught small wild fish into a large pond is not considered fish farming at all.

As for the army, the Yunchuan Department has basically been completely separated from agricultural production, but they are also responsible for the removal of wild animals and hunting.

Jing Wei rode on the back of a white donkey, twisting and twisting down Changyang Mountain.

The white donkey is her favorite donkey. Not only is it good-looking and clean, but most importantly, it is very docile.

On this road, as long as someone sees Jingwei, they will stop their work. Those who strike iron will forget to swing their hammers, those who burn pottery will forget to add coal to the stove, those who weave bamboo will cut their hands, and those who ride on donkeys. Falling from the back of the donkey, in short, everyone who sees Jingwei will be shocked by Jingwei's beauty.

Sitting under the big locust tree, Yun Chuan was discussing with the old people about how to refine the management of the people. After seeing Jingwei, he was shocked.

After being shocked, the sensible Abu held Yunli and invited the tribe to go to other places to continue discussing management matters, leaving the shade under the big locust tree to the patriarch and the patriarch's wife.

"Am I good-looking?" Jing Wei rode on the back of the donkey and opened his arms towards Yunchuan, hoping that he could hug her down.

Yunchuan decisively hugged Jingwei from the back of the donkey, then dragged her to the side of the sink, and without a word, began to help Jingwei wash her face.

A person who never knows how to put on makeup and does not have a good aesthetic concept, researching makeup on his own is definitely a disaster.

Jingwei, who had been forcibly washed by Yunchuan, began to cry, she felt that her husband would not allow her to be too beautiful!

"If you dare to make your face look like a monkey **** in the future, I will beat you!"

Jingwei sobbed, "Isn't it beautiful for me?"

Yun Chuan bitterly said: "The hair is good, the clothes are good-looking, and the hairpin is chosen. What is the purpose of getting the color of the cochineal on the face?"

"It looks good on lips!"

"Yes, applying it on your lips will make your appearance lively. The question is what do you apply to your face?"

"They just put a kind of flower juice on their faces. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is very beautiful. Not only that, but they also wrap that kind of flower on their nails, and the nails become red and beautiful, which looks good. "

"So, you use the color of cochineal? Why don't you learn from them using the juice of impatiens?"

"I said, cochineal is a good thing for dyeing silk in our tribe. They can't get it. They have to use the flower juice you said. I am a queen. Of course, I can use the color of cochineal."

"It’s not easy to search for cochineals. The dyed red silk is very important to our tribe. Since you are a queen, before doing anything, you must first think of the tribe, rather than trying to make yourself quick. We have very important goals. To achieve this, don't do such unnecessary things in the future."

Jing Wei aggrieved: "I just want to be more beautiful."

Yunchuan squeezed Jingwei's cheek and said, "Really, you are already beautiful."

"Really?"

Yunchuan sighed and looked at the sun in the sky with a little disappointment. It seems that the task of making Yunchuan's spiritual civilization and life civilization fully bloom is still a long way to go.