The footsteps did not stop, and soon Zhang Heng saw a large area of open space, and a large area of the surrounding forest had been cut down, but the roots of the tree were still there, and a lot of thin branches had grown, and he shook his head, if you want to turn this piece into land that can be planted, you must spend a lot of labor to dig out the roots of the old tree.

He brought in a few hoes this time, but it was estimated that it would not be enough, so he had to see the situation first.

Seeing that the ditch he asked for had been dug out, the primitive man was really diligent, and he seemed to be tireless in his work, and it was estimated that there was enough rain in the summer, and a lot of water was hoarded in the ditch, which was a great thing, and it could be used to solve the problem of land irrigation, and could even be used to raise fish.

Although the beast pen is relatively high, he can vaguely see the situation inside, Zhang Heng was immediately stunned, because there are still sweet potato rattans growing in the large land inside, how is this possible? Could it be that Wu misunderstood, and he hasn't dug up the sweet potatoes until now, which is bad, and the sweet potatoes can't be planted for too long, otherwise the sweet potatoes will rot some.

Hurriedly quickened his pace, and he had to hurry up and make it clear that winter was coming soon, and sweet potatoes were related to the food problem of the spring tribe in winter.

"Roar!" At this moment, the hoarse roar of the bearded man suddenly came out.

Zhang Heng was happy, sure enough, just like last time, the Spring tribe responded, and saw many people at the entrance of the cave from a distance, but the strange thing was that he didn't hear Ba's response!

A passage about three meters wide was connected to the beast pen, and as soon as Zhang Heng and the people of the Kui tribe arrived, the Wu and others of the Chun tribe also arrived, and as soon as the beast door opened, Zhang Heng saw that he knelt on the ground inside, and before he could react, the people of the Kui tribe also knelt down.

Zhang Heng took a while to get everyone up, but he didn't have time to ask more, so he stuffed the crutches in his hand to Wu, and he ran to see the sweet potato field first.

I walked in and found that the rattan was not as good as I imagined, some of the leaves had withered yellow, and the rattan was also dry, but fortunately, most of the vine leaves were still green, and I immediately planed to a plant, and the soil was flying, and I saw a few sweet potatoes below, although they were a little smaller, but they were still fresh, Zhang Heng was immediately relieved, as long as there was a harvest, it was very good.

The two old man witches chattered with crutches for a while, and finally Wu Ye held his crutches high and roared for a while like (Yan) just now, and then hurriedly ran over to Zhang Heng, shouting: "King, sweet potato, harvest!" ”

Zhang Heng smiled: "Yes, it can be regarded as a bumper harvest." Although he is not satisfied with the size of the sweet potato, but fortunately, the area is large enough, these dozen acres of land can not run for a few thousand catties, of course, he is also ready for a small harvest, but how to say that it is enough food for the spring tribe in winter.

"Harvest, li, li......" Wu excitedly waved his cane and pointed to the cave above.

Zhang Heng smiled, he was also anxious to see how the unknown plants were, he didn't stay, he waved his big hand and went to the cave of the Spring Tribe, Yan from the Kui tribe followed, but the men sat on the ground together, and kept stroking the wooden spear in their hands.

The bearded man also followed his footsteps with a big bag, and when he arrived at the mouth of the cave, Zhang Heng ignored Wu's excitement and wanted him to enter the cave immediately, stopped, and walked into the seedling field, and there was another dung pit next to it, which had stored a lot of night incense!

"What's going on? Why are sweet potatoes still being cultivated? Zhang Heng was stunned, there were still sweet potatoes buried in the seedling field, covered with withered yellow needles, and some tender teeth had been exposed.

The plants in the front corner actually grew to a height of more than a meter, the leaves also grew, and the edges became pale red, and now they are not a few, but a small piece, Zhang Heng nodded, it seems that this plant can grow new seedlings through the roots, and the growth process of the plantain outside the small courtyard of this home is similar.

"King, sweet potato, harvest!" The witch's voice came again.

Zhang Heng nodded, don't look at it much, cultivate seedlings, although you can't plant in winter, you can eat tender teeth, and it's not a waste, wait, aren't the sweet potatoes in the land below growing, where did the spring tribe come from to cultivate sweet potato seedlings, and there were only seven sweet potatoes at the beginning, how did you cultivate sweet potato seedlings on more than ten acres of land?

Zhang Heng suddenly had a bold idea, this idea was a little crazy, but fortunately, it could be confirmed immediately, and he hurriedly beckoned the excited Wu into the cave. "That's an exaggeration, isn't it?" Zhang Heng was dumbfounded as he faced the situation in the cave.

In the big cave, there was a corner of the sweet potatoes piled up, and the height reached the edge of the stone platform, and he couldn't convert a specific data for a while, so he could only describe it with many, many things.

"King, sweet potato, delicious!" Wu roared excitedly, the eyes of Yan next to him were full of envy, and the eyes that looked at him became even hotter.

Zhang Heng didn't answer, he quickly rushed into the sweet potato pile, took one at random, looked at it carefully, it was bigger than the seed potato he bought from the market, the skin was wrapped in dry soil, and he took out the pig-killing knife and peeled the skin, revealing the white and yellow flesh inside, which was a little yellow and could already be called light red.

The water is relatively sufficient, cut off a piece and put it in the mouth, sweet and delicious, the taste is much better than the sweet potato in the village, if it wasn't for knowing in advance that this is a sweet potato, Zhang Heng thought it was a fruit.

"King, sweet potato, Kui tribe!" Yan suddenly knelt down and yelled loudly.

Zhang Heng understood, Yan was eager for sweet potatoes, he originally planned to send sweet potatoes to the Kui tribe, so he brought Yan along, and quickly helped Yan up, and said, "Okay, give the sweet potatoes to the Kui tribe." ”

He simply cut off a piece of sweet potato and handed it to Yan, and the other party put it in his mouth at once, chewed it a few times and roared excitedly: "Sweet potato, delicious, sweet!" ”

Zhang Heng basically confirmed the bold idea just now, the spring tribe actually planted two seasons of sweet potatoes in a year, the cave is the first batch that has been harvested, it should be Wu and he learned to cultivate sweet potato seedlings, and then planted into the land again, the sweet potatoes he saw in the field outside are the second season, no wonder the size is relatively small, it turns out that it has not grown up, but it is about to enter winter, and it must be harvested immediately, otherwise not only the sweet potato rattan will wither, but the sweet potatoes below will also rot.

When he was not in a hurry, he immediately roared loudly: "Fire, witch burning fire, roasted sweet potatoes to eat, delicious!" "Since the sweet potatoes are so abundant, Zhang Heng plans to borrow flowers to offer Buddha to entertain the men of the Kui tribe, and as for the loss of the Spring tribe, he will compensate for it in the future.

"Fire, sweet potato!" Wu followed and chanted.

The space in the cave is not enough, there are still forty or fifty men in the Kui tribe below, Zhang Heng thought about it, Suo moved the fire outside, and he was not afraid of the smoke to the sweet potato vines, anyway, it will be excavated from tomorrow, and the ashes after the firewood is burned are also good fertilizer, and the firewood ash in the spring is also collected as fertilizer.

As for tiger meat, Zhang Heng plans to enjoy it exclusively, and it is stated in the Five Elements Fist that he wants to eat tiger meat to exercise his bones, so he must be selfish this time, and he is also looking forward to getting stronger and stronger!

"King, Sun King, Sweet Potato, Harvest ......" The excited roar of the primitive man sounded, and the fire burned brightly......

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