I am a Primitive Man

? Eggs cannot be put in a basket. This is a sentence often mentioned when future generations are doing financial management or making financial investments. 35xs

At this time, this sentence also lingered in Han Cheng's mind.

This is actually how he thought about how to fire the granary and protect the food.

Distribute the granaries so that even if there is a fire in the granary, it will not cause the disaster of burning even the camp.

Even if the last part of the food is lost, and the remaining food is there, that food can be destroyed, and the impact on one's own tribe will be minimized.

Han Cheng thought this way, and felt that this method was indeed good.

But after thinking of such a way, he did not give up thinking, he was still thinking about the fire prevention of food.

Because he always wanted to minimize this possibility, and in his subconscious, he seemed to have seen a better way to store food than separate storage, but for a while, he couldn’t remember anything. stand up.

This kind of memory mining has been going on for a long time, and it still ends up thinking it failed.

In the end, the dizzy Han Cheng could only temporarily throw it aside and ignore it. After all, sleep was the main thing at night.

However, after lying here for a while, Han Cheng found sadly that he had a glorious insomnia.

After lying here and struggling for a while, Han Cheng finally chose to succumb to reality and decided to take a sleeping pill. After all, insomnia can ruin a day. This is a big deal.

Bai Xuemei has always slept very well, so Han Cheng didn't wake her up, but moved her to his side. After getting a little further from the sleeping little pea, he started on his own.

Bai Xuemei was still sleeping, her surroundings were quiet.

Han Cheng felt very strange, as if he was lying on a soft cloud, basking in the warm sunshine.

It also seemed to be lying in a small boat. The boat moved slowly with the water. The boat occasionally undulated, with ears attached to the bottom of the boat, and sometimes the gurgling sound of the river could be heard.

Quiet and gentle like water, this is what Han Cheng feels at this moment, all the troubles before have gradually disappeared.

God knows what kind of dream the Snow Girl in her dream has, her face whiter under the moonlight, a layer of ruddy appeared quietly at this time, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth...

Some people want the darkness to pass quickly, but some people are not happy with the light coming.

However, no matter how these people hope, time is still walking down and down with its inherent footsteps.

It won’t be a step forward or a step slow because of someone’s prayer. 35xs

The sky is the first thing that shines every day, and the sky that fades last is the sky. When the belly of the fish appears white in the east and the sky gradually becomes brighter, the earth still appears dim.

Looking at the sky to the east at this time, it is easy to see this obvious gap between heaven and earth.

The leader of the sheep tribe, who looked a little dizzy, slowly moved his numb hands and feet, as well as his sore body, while looking at the sky that had just begun to turn white.

At this time in the past, I was still sleeping, and it took a while before I got up. I first went to see the sheep that were raised in captivity. Sometimes I would pick up a few newly born lambs or lie down in the sheep pen. On the side, watching the naughty lambs eating milk greedily one after another.

And some people in the tribe will use the pottery exchanged from the wealthy Qingque tribe to fetch water by the stream, and then put some of the food they took out into the pot for cooking...

Thinking about these things makes people feel particularly comfortable.

But now, he can only curl up in this strange corner, looking at the weird houses where these demons live, quietly waiting for an unknown fate...

In the larger room in the middle of these low dome rooms, the priestess of the semi-agricultural tribe has also woken up.

After waking up, she didn't go out directly as before. Instead, she sat in the room where the light was still dim, rubbing the smooth and round bowl in her hand.

When she slept last night, she slept with this bowl in her arms.

As time passed bit by bit, the light in the room began to gradually brighten.

The semi-agricultural tribe priestess sitting on a bed made of hay and used for sleeping turned her eyes on the pottery that gradually revealed its true appearance.

After watching this for a while, she put down the round bowl in her hand, got up and carefully took the small jar that looked too eye-catching.

This small pot was covered with animal skins, and the edges were **** with rope made of bark.

Last night, the priestess of the semi-agricultural tribe was shocked by these bowls and the big pottery pot. I just went to see these bowls and pottery pots. They were not very noticeable in terms of their size or appearance. I didn't pay too much attention to the jar, and now I noticed the difference between this small jar and other pottery.

She carefully untied the rope on the clay pot and peeled off the animal skin on it, but the contents inside made her very puzzled~www.wuxiahere.com~ She stretched out her hand and pinched out some white from the pot. Something out.

Such things should be stone powder.

The female priest of the semi-agricultural tribe thought so.

Because she had seen white stones more than once. Someone in the tribe had used white stones to make utensils. After beating, the stone fragments looked the same.

What do these people use such precious jars to do with these stone fragments?

The female priest of the semi-agricultural tribe thought this in her heart, and then delivered the white powder to her mouth.

She has tasted things before, and even now, sometimes she will taste some, so she is very experienced and at the same time she is ready to meet the strange taste.

Even so, after throwing the white stone powder into her mouth, the face of the priestess of the semi-agricultural tribe quickly twitched.

She spit out water quickly, and it took a long time to relax.

She held the jar in her hand again, staring at the stone powder inside thinking like a thought.

Even in accordance with her wisdom, people in this tribe still don't understand why they carry these unpalatable stone powders with them, and they still use such precious clay pots.

"￥d......"

The leader of the semi-agricultural tribe came in and shouted at her.

This is saying that it is time to ask the people of the sheep tribe, the ‘green bird tribe’ and how the sheep got it.

With such a major event ahead, the female priests of the semi-agricultural tribe also put down these unpalatable stone powders, got up and followed the leader toward the place where the people of the sheep tribe were detained...