I am a Primitive Man

After a lot of busyness, it was the moment when the setting sun went down again.

With the warm-colored sunlight falling down, not far from the shining eyes of this large swamp-like water area, large and small, sparkling water surfaces appeared.

Here is the temporary camp that has been built, and there is also cooking smoke slowly rising here, and the dogs wagging their tails around the camp.

All the way down the mountains, nearly half of the deer and donkeys were damaged, and they graze with their heads bowed around the camp.

It may be that they are also aware of the approaching darkness, and there is not much time available to eat food. They all eat carefully and quickly, basically without even lifting their heads.

It seems that procrastination is universal, and it is not only humans that have this excellent quality.

At the campsite cooking place, Han Cheng personally stood by a simple stove and added firewood to it, looking very serious.

The rest of the people who are busy here have also paid their attention to this clay pot that Han Cheng personally takes care of.

The limelight of barbecues and broths, which used to be the most attractive in the past, was snatched away by this jar and left out.

As the flame below continued to burn, the water in the pot began to boil, and white water vapor began to rise from the gap between the lid and the pot.

The boiled inside is some rice that I only got this afternoon.

Of the grains he got this afternoon, Han Cheng left half of them and carefully put them away, while the other half was opened by him and the people from the tribe with his nails and peeled off the shells. After washing them with water , Very happy to get off the pot.

I got a new kind of food, and it was rice that I hadn't seen in more than ten years. If I didn't quickly get some pots and eat it in my mouth, I am really sorry for his status as a standard foodie from the food empire.

It is said that half of the rice has been poured into the pot. It sounds like a lot. In fact, there are only 83 pieces of rice in this half.

To be fair, with the grilled meat and the boiling broth on the side, the fragrance of the rice tea cooked with such a little rice is basically hidden.

But everyone on the side, looking at the pottery pot that was boiling and steaming out, felt that they smelled a very good smell.

This is the suggestive effect of psychology.

After simmering for a while, Han Cheng guessed that the rice inside was almost cooked, so he reached out and lifted the lid, leaned the wooden spoon in and scooped it up for some inspection.

After the previous dry rice grains have been boiled, they have more than doubled their size at this time, and they seem to show signs of blooming slightly.

Seeing this, Han Cheng poured the spoon back into the jar, closed the lid, pulled up two handfuls of grass to line the upper part of the jar and placed it on the ear-like thing, and removed the whole jar from the simple stove. Take it down and put it aside.

Someone put a new pot on a simple stove, continued to boil water, and used it for drinking after cooling down.

As for Han Cheng, he had lifted the lid again and used a wooden spoon to fill the pottery bowl with rice tea.

For rice tea and thicker rice porridge, Han Cheng likes to eat rice grains that are not fully bloomed, but are already cooked and taste a little hard. He feels that such rice grains are chewy in his mouth, and the rice grains are more flavorful. .

Han Cheng did not drink less rice tea in his later life. Eating steamed fried vegetables and rice porridge, or eating steamed fried vegetables and rice tea were two of his most common morning and noon food combinations in his later life.

As for dinner, in childhood memories, there are almost 300 days a year to drink noodles and eat buns.

The so-called rice tea, at the home of Han Cheng's later generations, is to put a small amount of rice in the lower layer of water when the steamed bun is heated.

After heating the buns, burn a few more firewoods, and the rice tea below will be fine.

It is the kind with more water and less rice.

Rice tea is better than white water, quenches thirst than rice porridge, and saves rice.

However, the thinnest rice tea Han Cheng has ever drunk in later generations is not the rice tea thinner he made at this time.

This is a real rice tea, and you can hardly see rice.

Eighty-three grains of rice were contained in more than 30 bowls. Except for a few bowls that contained four grains of rice or three grains of rice, the rest of the bowls contained only two grains of rice, which was really thin. can.

However, none of them was too watery, each holding a bowl containing a half bowl of water, bringing it to his mouth, and carefully sucking it up.

A bit of hot rice tea entered his mouth, and the familiar taste filled his mouth, almost making Han Cheng, the **** child of the Qingque tribe, tears in his eyes.

After many years, I finally tasted a familiar taste again. That kind of feeling is really hard to describe in words.

After taking a sip of rice tea, Han Cheng took another sip, beginning to want to get wheat and make it into steamed buns.

He felt that when he saw the soft steamed buns, he might cry out.

This is not hypocritical, but something deeply rooted and engraved into the bones.

The others felt that they were not as strong as Han Cheng, but they were all overwhelmed by the taste of rice.

This aspect is a psychological suggestion. After all, before they found the rice, they heard the gods talk about the various tastes of rice one by one, knowing that this is a very good food, the taste is no less than that of millet, and they did not start to taste it. There are already many expectations.

On the other hand, everyone has not started to eat the rest of the food at this time, the taste buds are still not numb, plus some are thirsty and a little hungry, as long as the taste of the thing is not particularly bad, the situation that appears in this situation is very normal now.

The rice is indeed the same as the **** son said, the taste is very good, no less than the millet they often eat.

Especially after drinking the rice tea in the bowl, put the two or three cherished abnormal rice at the bottom of the bowl into the mouth. After chewing slowly, the rice becomes more and more good.

Reminiscing about the taste of rice, some people couldn't help but look to the north.

I and others went south with the son of God, and found the south, where they found two kinds of good things, sweet millet sticks and rice, which can be sweetened.

The witches who stayed in the tribe, after knowing this news, were still uncertain about how happy they would be.

Many people think about this, and they can't help but become hot.

At the same time, there was some impulse to go back as soon as possible and tell the people of the tribe the good news.

It has been a long time since they left the tribe, and they couldn't help but miss the tribe.

Fortunately, I haven't found the South before. At this moment, these tasks are not only completed, but they are also oversubscribed so much. Many people can't stay here anymore.

Not to mention them, even Han Cheng started to miss the tribe.

The silly daughter-in-law of Bai Xuemei, the little pea riding on the panda Tuantuan, the babbling little apricot, the witch who is lying on the side of the rabbit circle with a smile...

These people, and things, appeared in his dreams more than once, and before he knew it, he had already taken root here, and he had a place to linger in his dreams.

But I can't go back at this time. I need to build something here.

"I will start building houses here tomorrow, and when we build some houses here, we will return to the tribe!"

Han Cheng put down the warm bowl in his hand, smiled and said to everyone in the tribe, with affirmation in his voice.

After hearing Han Cheng's words like this, everyone felt confident and nodded vigorously.

The construction of the third sub-tribe here is still very good. It has enough depth and wide enough surroundings. On one side, it is facing the wetland like a swamp. Just a little rest and you can get a lot of paddy fields.

"...When the time comes, rice will be planted there, and some fish and shrimps will be raised in the rice fields. After the rice is harvested every year, the fish and shrimps in the rice fields will be caught..."

Han Cheng began to draw pie with the people in the tribe here, depicting a good life.

This kind of beautiful life scene with some characteristics of the water town makes everyone look forward to, and even the feeling of homesickness is weakened by this.

Drawing big pie is an indispensable skill for a successful leader. People in later generations will do ppt. Han Cheng does not have the conditions to do ppt here. Fortunately, the people he leads are easier to fudge, unlike later generations. A shrewd and hard to deal with.

There is no need to look at the pictures here, just with words, Han Chengcheng can flick it out.

"But... Son of God, there is no mountain here."

Not everyone is so foolish, like rocks.

After being excited with everyone for a while, Shishi thought of some questions, and after thinking about it for a while, he brought it up.

Han Cheng didn't fail to understand the meaning of the stone for a while, and he didn't know what the construction of a new tribe here had to do with the mountain.

He thought for a while, but still didn't figure it out, so he asked what the stone meant.

Stone thought, while expressing his meaning as accurately as possible.

After a while, Han Cheng finally understood Stone's thoughts.

What he meant was that the place built by the main tribe and the place built by the Tongshan residential area were very close to the mountain, and even the main tribe was still near the mountain.

But there are no mountains here. There are peaks only in places that look far and far away, so I think it’s not appropriate to build a new sub-tribe here.

This is a kind of inertial thinking at work. In the later generations, he wrote the word "Jade", but the colleague’s child said that he had made a mistake. He picked up the eraser and erased that point, saying that this is what The same as'king'.

In fact, if you can live on this land, it is better not to be too close to the mountain.

Because when I was in school, the geography teacher said very clearly that it was affected by the Indian Ocean plate and the Asia-Europe plate, and it belonged to an active area.

The few catastrophes in which countless people shed tears in later generations also confirmed the correctness of this matter.

Han Cheng chose to build the new sub-tribe here, in addition to the previous considerations, there are also some considerations in this regard.

After all, it is farther away from the mountain. If you really encounter such a disaster, you can also avoid damage from mountain collapses, landslides, and mudslides.

Moreover, they are now fully capable of building walls. Without relying on mountain peaks, they can build a very safe and defensive residence for themselves.

After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, the stone showed a dazed expression, and understood the divine son's good intentions.

This is the son of God, the seemingly not too complicated site selection contains so much wisdom.

But after such admiration rolled over for a while, the stone suddenly raised doubts in his heart.

"God, what are the Indian Ocean plate and the Asia-Europe plate, why do they squeeze each other..."

Shishi looked puzzled but looked at Han Cheng with high expectations and asked aloud.

He also vaguely felt that he seemed to have found another extremely critical problem.

Han Cheng glanced at the stone with great approval. This fellow, Qingque tribe's 100,000 why, is really not for nothing.

When he said this, he didn't even deliberately increase his tone, and this guy caught the most critical problem.

When asked by the stone, Han Cheng cleared his throat, and prepared to take this opportunity to teach the stone and more people in the tribe, and to popularize some knowledge about the earth.

The Qingque tribe's small class with Han Cheng as the lecturer began.

"...On the earth where we live, the most is not land, but water. The land is not a complete piece. They are separated, and the surrounding area is all surrounded by water, just like the lotus island in the wild duck lake..."

So, under Han Cheng’s words, the theory of plate drift, I don’t know how many years before it came out, and began to enter the ears of everyone...

The night was getting darker, the stars in the sky were shining, and insects sang high and low from far and near.

The camp, which originally seemed a bit lively, became quiet as the night darkened.

Lying on the bed made of animal skins, the stone looked at the stars in the sky and felt the tranquility around him, but his heart was not quiet at all, and there were even stormy waves.

After speaking through the son of God, he has a new understanding of the earth he lives on.

Know that besides land, there is a lot of water.

The water there is salty, there are huge fish in the blue water, and one fish can't finish many meals...

If you can build a large enough boat with enough fresh water and food, you can paddle this large area of ​​water to the rest of the land.

On some land, there are a lot of food that is not available on the large tracts of land where the tribe lives.

In a completely icy and snowy place, there are big bears with white fur. In another completely icy and snowy place, there are many big flightless birds that look awkward when they walk on the land. .

There is also a place where there lives a kind of sacred beast named Grass Mud Horse...

Thinking of this, in shock, Shishi couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

What the **** son said all sounded very delicious, whether it was the food that could be grown, or the weird animals that his tribe did not have, they were all very delicious.

If your tribe can build a big boat like the **** son said, bring enough water and food, and then bring back all the things that live on other large plots of land, and plant and raise them around your tribe, then How good is it?

Just like planting millet in my own tribe and feeding pigs...

I can't think of such a thing. As long as I think of such a grand occasion, Shishi can't sleep with excitement.

After thinking about it for a while, Stone simply stopped sleeping.

He got up from where he slept, took out the pen and paper he carried with him from his backpack, came to the fire and started to record all the things he heard from the son of God today by the fire.

After recording all these, Shishi wrote down his wish that was so exciting just to think about it, so that he could remember it, and at the same time, he wanted to let others know about it.

If he can't do such a thing while alive, he hopes that the descendants of the tribe can know his wish, inherit it, and realize it.

Think about it carefully, although he was already dead when the later descendants completed these things, and he couldn't see these things, which made people feel a bit regretful.

But as long as you remember that these things will eventually be realized in your own tribe, Stone is still very happy.

Because anyway, this is my own tribe!

When he took all this seriously and neatly recorded it, he realized that the sky was about to dawn.

He carefully folded the papers with written words and put them in the backpack for storage.

I lay there for a while, and found myself still unable to sleep, so I simply stopped sleeping.

After getting up, he washed with water, walked aside, sat down cross-legged, facing the east, waiting for the sun to slowly rise.

After a short while, the belly of the fish rose in the east, and the air with some moisture became fresher. After waiting for a while, a little redness began to appear.

The process seemed slow, but it was only a moment's effort. The big, round and red sun was halfway out.

Han Cheng also woke up at this time, and when he saw the stone sitting there watching the sunrise, he walked over and sat down next to the stone.

He didn't speak, but quietly watched the half-round red sun slowly rise upward. The surroundings were quiet and the scenery was beautiful.

Without the hustle and bustle of the day, there is more peace and leisure.

"Why did you get up so early?"

Han Cheng asked Stone with a smile.

"I could not sleep after hearing what you said yesterday..."

Stone smiled and said what he did after last night, including his dream.

He has no reservations about the Son of God.

Hearing that Shishi said that he had recorded all these things, especially after hearing Shishi's dream, Han Cheng was relieved with some enlightenment.

While feeling that my mind was not in vain, I also knew that my tribe was unique.

The main driving force of the great geographical discoveries dominated by the West in later generations was the gold-seeking fever and mission.

Now it's my tribe's turn. The things like gold are really too backward and clichéd. How can there be the handsomeness that just eats enough to sweep everything and become the source of power for the tribe's unremitting efforts.

"Your idea is very good! The world is so big, just go out and take a look and get all the good things to our tribe. If you can eat it, you will make it delicious, and if you can't eat it directly, you will get it. If we take it as Chinese medicine, if this continues, our tribe will definitely flourish."

After Han Cheng sighed, he affirmed Stone's idea.

Such an idea is precious and requires good encouragement, watering and fertilization.

"You should not only write this idea on paper, but after you go back, you will also write it on the clay board and store it in a kiln to burn the pottery board.

It's not enough to just record it. You have to tell the people of the tribe over and over again, adults and children, let them all know this matter, and pass it on from generation to generation.

When our tribe develops strong enough, has better shipbuilding technology, and has the ability to sail, some brave people who know these will come forward, ride the big ship, set sail, and cross the ocean. Find these good things and bring them back..."

After vigorously affirming Stone's idea, Han Cheng began to make ideas with Stone again, telling him what to do so that this extremely great wish could be realized in his tribe in the future.

Going out to search for other continents, and then dragging all the good things from those places to their own tribe, according to the current situation, Han Cheng and his generation are basically impossible to achieve.

But it does not prevent them from leaving this great thing to future generations.

Just like later generations, there are many parents who always go crazy when they go to school and do not study well. It is a truth that the grand aspirations of being admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University will be left to their children and let them realize it.

When educating children, you can also mention a sentence or two by the way, how was your father and I when I was in school, if it wasn't for the poor family...

In the same way, this experience can be applied to the great wish of the Qingque tribe.

You can tell the people in the tribe over and over again, as well as the descendants of future generations, that there are so many delicious things overseas, and bringing the delicious food overseas back to the tribe can make the tribe more prosperous.

Why can our tribe develop to this level? Can far surpass the surrounding tribe ~www.wuxiahere.com~ to become an enviable existence?

It was because at the very beginning, the Son of God took the people of the tribe to find these edible foods.

Now, the good food on this land has been searched for. If the tribe continues to thrive, you need to find new food on other land...

It is also very good to think about it through instilling such a concept into the descendants of future generations and embarking on a path of continuous growth by relying on food.

When Han Cheng said this, Stone's eyes lit up immediately.

The son of God is still thoughtful!

Just do what you say, and don't mess around with your actions, which is the biggest characteristic of people in this era.

The stone that was awakened by Han Cheng immediately told the rest of the tribe about his dream...

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