The bark was caught.

He held the food high and looked at the five female primitives who were speeding towards him, and his happy little tongue was trembling.

I can experience that wonderful taste again!

He laughed and hung the food on the female primitives.

Unexpectedly, after accepting his food, the primitive women did not take off the animal skin and lie on the ground as usual, but suddenly pushed him to the ground.

If time could be turned back, the bark would definitely run far away, and it would not provoke these unfed female primitives again.

Time passed little by little, and the people who had gone out of this tribe should be coming back soon, but to the horror of the bark, these five female primitives who were very familiar with him firmly held him down.

No matter how hard he tried, he just wouldn't let go and let him go, and he hugged him tighter than when he sat on top of him in the grove before.

In the midst of the great tension of the bark, the tribe returned from a trip......

“%￥#55!”

At the fierce roar of the leader of the tribe and the others, beaten covered in wounded bark, trembling and throwing the rudimentary fish cage he had woven into the river.

“￥@#4$!”

Looking at the fish jumping on the grass in front of them, everyone in this tribe was stunned.

The tribal leader picked up the humble fish cage and held it in his hand and admired it loudly......

"Poof!"

The wooden arrows with colorful feathers galloped out in the vibration of the bowstring twisted from the fibers on the inside of the bark, and a bird with wings more than ten meters away, demonstrating towards the crowd, screamed miserably, and fluttered on the ground for a while, completely silent......

“5#$%Q!”

The onlookers around once again let out a cry of amazement.

Bark held his bow and looked a little triumphant.

“%#￥34！”

The bow in his hand was snatched away by the leader of this tribe, and he held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully with awe and excitement......

The bark of the tree was not dead, lying on the hay and animal skins, he looked at the cave blackened by the smoke and fire above his head, and one hand was on the chest of a primitive man lying beside him, unconsciously touching, soft and soft.

He had another tribe, and there were not as many people in this tribe as there were in him before.

It's not as good as the dream-like tribe called the Blue Sparrow.

But in any case, he had tribes again, and caves to live in.

And also have a spouse.

This spouse was the female primitive, who had just come of age, who often took food from him.

He lay there, his mind flashing back to everything the tribe had seen.

He hadn't lived in the Blue Sparrow tribe for long, but everything there was in his mind.

In the past, he simply reminisced about the dreamy life there, but now, his memories have some other purposes.

The fish cages and bows and arrows he learned from that tribe not only saved his life, but also established himself here, which made him feel warmed up after tasting the sweetness.

If you want to die, you can get that precious pottery out...... Then your status in the tribe will be higher, right?

When the time comes, you can not only sleep with this female primitive who has become your spouse, but also give more ......

The people of the Qingque tribe didn't know about all this that happened in an unknown place, and if it weren't for being used as a negative teaching material and being promoted from time to time, I am afraid that they would have forgotten the person called Bark.

They had their own things to do, and they didn't have much time to think about the man who had been exiled from the tribe and had already been eaten by wild beasts.

Today is a day to celebrate for the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe, as the new house they started building this year is finally ready for occupancy.

Living in a new house that had been built through hard work, the people of the Primordial Bone Tribe were all very happy.

I feel that the house I have made with my own hands is more comfortable to live in.

In the newly built house, there will not be only people from the Origin Bone Tribe, such a big loophole, Han Cheng will naturally not ignore it.

The integration of tribes is not achieved overnight, it needs to start from small things, and all aspects must be taken into account.

After the new houses were built, he gathered the tribe and redistributed them for very official reasons.

The old hands of the Blue Sparrow tribe and the people of the original bone tribe were mixed.

In each room, the ratio between old and new hands is almost two to one.

The whole room is inhabited by people from the Bone Tribe, and it won't appear.

In fact, it is not only housing, but also in ordinary labor, Han Cheng also intentionally mixes the two.

The results are very remarkable, and by now, there is not much difference between the two tribes.

Whether it's living habits or dress.

Of course, the people of the original bone tribe do not speak Mandarin.

Han Cheng thought that the stone pickaxe, which seemed to be extremely simple, was popular in the tribe and was well received by all the people who opened up the wasteland.

Today, the Qingque tribe has a total of 31 stone pickaxes.

There are only five bone shovels.

The reason why there are so few is that there is basically no need for this bone shovel that can only weed and loosen the soil.

After the millet is planted in the new season of the next year, it can come in handy, and there is no hurry to make it now.

Han Cheng stood on the high wall and looked towards the west of the tribe, two or three miles away from the tribe, a group of people were plowing the land there, and they were almost reaching the forest to the west.

From here in the fence to the edge of the forest, less than a tenth of such a large area has not been cultivated!

Han Cheng took a few lame people yesterday and made a rough measurement, including the land where rape and millet are grown, and the current cultivated land of the Qingque tribe has exceeded two hundred acres!

It is only the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and according to this progress, it is estimated that before winter, it is not a problem for the Qingque tribe to have 600 acres of arable land.

Human potential and energy are enormous, and once people's enthusiasm is mobilized, what can be done can be amazing.

Not to mention the rest, the opening up of the wasteland alone is enough to make people marvel.

When Nanniwan was cleared, some people in the 359th Brigade were able to open up ten acres of land in one day, that is, more than 5,000 square meters!

Such a speed is naturally not reached by the Qingque tribe with only bone shovels and stone shovels, but on average, it is still very easy for one person to reclaim three points of land a day.

There are now eighty-five adults in the Qingque Tribe, (thirty-one people in the Bone Tribe minus the leader of the Bone Tribe and the bark, plus two people in Qinghua and Qingcao)

Except for those who do other things, it is not a problem to draw thirty people from them to open up the wasteland.

Now that the new houses have been completely completed, and many people can be freed up for land reclamation, the speed will become even faster.

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