"Son of God, give these fields some fertilizer......

Wu Ye had been looking at the field for a long time, and at this time he came to Han Cheng and said loudly.

Han Cheng was a little surprised, didn't he wait for the autumn harvest to see the results?

It's just summer.

"I don't have to wait for the autumn harvest, I can see it now...... By the autumn harvest, there will be a lot less grain......"

Wu shook his head and said.

In the past, it was good not to compare, and I couldn't see the effect of fertilization, but now when I make such a comparison, the gap is immediately apparent.

Han Cheng saw Wu saying this, and it was right to think about it, if this continues, the millet of these ten acres of land will indeed harvest a lot of grain.

Since Wu said this, there is really no need to wait until the autumn harvest to measure the difference between fertilization and non-fertilization.

After all, in this way, it is their tribe themselves who loses.

Immediately arrange for people to pick up dung and spread fertilizer in these grain fields.

The people of the tribe, like the witches, clearly understood the importance of fertilization, and now that they have been instructed by the Son of God, they naturally obey it.

At this time, the millet in the millet field has not grown to a particularly high level, and the manure sprinkled into the ground sometimes hits the seedlings, but the impact is not great.

At this time, the effect of top dressing is naturally not as good as sprinkled into the ground at the beginning, after all, the Qingque tribe is all farm fertilizer, from dissolution to crop absorption, it takes a certain amount of time, in this regard, there is no way to compare with the fertilizer of later generations.

Fat was picked into the ground and shoveled with a bone shovel and sprinkled on the yellowing and obviously malnourished seedlings, and a smile appeared on Wu's face......

While the witch of the Qingque tribe looked at the seedlings laid around the tribe on the green carpet with a smile on his face, the witch of the Teng Snake tribe, who had never met in the distance, was also standing in the wild, smiling.

The same smile, but with different joy, different from the witch's joy that there will be a good harvest in the autumn, the joy of the snake tribe witch comes from the monster with a single horn not far away.

This little monster with hair all over his body and a single horn on his head, looking dull, was grazing with his head bowed there, and he looked very greedy.

The little monster grew very fast, and after surviving the winter of lack of food, it was skinny, and now it was plump and fat.

It was almost half the size of the two big monsters that had been eaten by their tribe.

By the time autumn comes, it will be even bigger.

Eat more and grow up faster, this is the witch of the Teng Snake tribe, the most sincere wish for this one-horned monster.

Thinking so, he reached out and pulled a handful of the little monster's favorite grass from the ground, and handed it to the little monster, and the one-horned monster stretched out its rough tongue as before, swept away the grass in his hand, and ate it into his stomach in three or two strokes.

The witch of the Teng Snake tribe squatted on his body, touching the face of the one-horned monster who was grazing with his head down, back and forth, with a smile on his face......

Others were laughing, but the leader of the Green Tribe was full of sadness, even though their tribe had a good harvest today, he didn't show much happiness.

Not only him, but most of the tribe were just like him, looking a little depressed.

The joy of returning from the harvest in the past has basically disappeared at this time.

The group returned to the tribe, and the leader of the green tribe took out some of the prey they had caught today and let them deal with it, which would be their tribe's food for tonight.

While the man was handling it, someone skillfully erected the clay jar, added water to it, and burned the fire as before.

When the water is boiled, the meat boiled in it and the mixed wild vegetables give off a unique aroma of food.

The leader of the Green Tribe, who was stunned for a while, stood up, lifted the lid of the pot and served himself a bowl first.

After he had served it, the rest of the Green tribesmen with bowls also came forward to serve the meal in turn.

The leader of the Green Tribe crouched there, and using the method he had learned from that tribe, he picked up a piece of meat from a bowl and put it in his mouth to chew, chewing very hard to show the deliciousness of the food.

However, this exertion did not last long, and it stopped.

He swallowed the meat in his mouth and took a small sip of soup, the broth that he had never drunk enough in the past, but today he didn't have much appetite, and after taking one sip, he didn't want to drink a second sip.

The leader of the Green Tribe raised his head and looked around, and the people in the tribe who were eating food were basically the same as him, eating without a match, and they couldn't arouse much interest.

“￥#%！”

After bowing his head and eating for a while, the leader of the Green Tribe couldn't stand it anymore, he spoke, then got up and went to the salt shaker, picked it up, and there was only a small layer of salt left in it.

He picked up the salt shaker, took out some salt from a wide hard leaf that was in it, and put it in his bowl.

Then I used a lot of it and put it in a vat with broth.

Then he said something to the tribesmen who were looking at the vat, and these people immediately became overjoyed, got up and went to the vat, and poured the food in their bowls into the vat.

After stirring again, serve and serve.

This time it was obviously different from the state just now, and everyone threw off their cheeks one by two to eat hard.

These mouthfuls!

The leader of the Green Tribe looked at the state of everyone in the tribe, and while thinking about it angrily in his heart, he was eating at the same speed as others.

After a hearty meal, the leader of the Green Tribe put down the bowl and breathed a comfortable sigh of relief.

But this comfort did not last long, and when he went to look at the jar of salt, and saw that there was less salt in it, the pleasure in his heart disappeared immediately.

Why didn't you hold back!

The leader of the Green Tribe slapped his thigh in frustration......

The troubles of the leader of the Green Tribe, the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe naturally do not, and now the Green Sparrow Tribe is all shrouded in surprise and jubilation.

The source of all this is the strange-looking thing in the lame's hand.

It was about eighty centimeters high, with a circle at the bottom, two handles resembling wheels behind it, and a large shallow-mouthed basket made of thick rattan woven to the top of the shelf.

At this time, a total of 120 bricks were neatly placed in this basket!

Although the bricks made by the Qingque tribe are relatively empty, not as heavy as the red bricks of later generations, there are still three catties of a brick.

These one hundred and two bricks are three hundred and sixty pounds.

The people of the Qingque tribe count such a large number of catties, and it involves multiplication, most people can't figure it out, but they can get an intuitive feeling from the number of bricks.

Even if he is the second senior brother with the greatest strength, if he transports bricks, he usually bears fifty pieces at a time.

No matter how much you say, it's not that you can't afford it, but you can't go twice.

The average person only bears about 30 yuan.

And now, this thing, which the Son of God called a wheelbarrow, actually loaded one hundred and twenty pieces at a time!