The autumn tiger wantonly showed his might, and in the scorching sun, the people of the Qingque tribe also rose with fire-like enthusiasm.

The shiny sweat washed down, washed away the rust of the millet stained on everyone's bodies, and dripped into the harvested grain field, infiltrating this harvest field.

The golden grain, falling one by one, carries the joy of harvest.

"Let's go!"

The second senior brother opened his throat and said hello, exerted all his strength, and in the squeak of the wooden wheel, the wheelbarrow loaded with the spiked millet rolled up, carrying the heavy harvest, all the way to the wheat field in front of the tribe.

Behind the second senior brother, followed by a little doll who looked to be four or five years old, squatting down from time to time and picking up the ears of grain that had fallen on the ground, there were already more than a dozen in her hands.

There are five such carts, and behind each of them, there is a small doll like this.

The rest of the children, who were not assigned such work, searched in the fields after the harvest, picking up the scattered ears of grain that had fallen on the ground and placing them on the grain piles.

As for the grain, the people of the Qingque tribe are reluctant to waste it at all.

On the edge of the threshing field, the harvested grain has been piled up in a large pile.

On the scene, the first batch of grain to be harvested was being dried.

The balloons have a wooden fork in their hands, and after a while, they will come and turn them over again so that they can be sunburned more evenly.

"Alright, let's go!"

Looking at the sun, which was already a little westward, he got a few ears of millet into his hand and rubbed it, and after seeing that it was about the same, Han Chengcheng brought the well-fed Uncle Deer, put it on, and then led it and pulled the stone stone to the sun-dried field.

The other three people also brought a deer and brought the stone stone to start fighting.

The heavy stone stone crushed against the soft grain, and suddenly sank into it more than halfway, and after it was crushed, a deep trace was left there.

Some of the grains were crushed and fell off the ears.

Han Cheng led Uncle Deer in the scene, circling in circles.

It's not nonsense, but to let the back circle press the previous circle, and move forward and move round by circle.

This can ensure that all the millet spread on the scene is evenly crushed to the greatest extent.

Balloons, a few people who used deer to pull stone stones for the first time, while thinking about the essentials that Han Cheng had told them before, watched Han Cheng do a demonstration, and it didn't take long to master it.

The balloon seemed very excited, because after the stone was crushed once, the effect was better than his five slaps with a wooden fork, and the key was that the speed was still very fast.

Originally, he was a little worried that he would not be able to beat him today, but now after seeing the speed of Lula Shiqi in the field, his previous worries are gone.

Not only that, but I feel that there are a little too few stalls......

After running over for a while, he took the deer and them aside, took off the cover on his body, and led them to rest in the shade.

A few balloons are turned over with a wooden fork to turn over the milled porcelain grain, then dried, after a while, and then hit the second time, the third time......

When the Green Sparrow tribe was immersed in the joy of the harvest and went all out to harvest the grain, the leaders of the Green Tribe and the people of the Green Tribe also collected those sporadic ears of wild grass around the tribe.

Looking at the weeds, which were only a small bundle of spikes, the leader of the Green Tribe wanted to cry without tears.

If you didn't have a hot brain before, the weeds that your tribe can collect now shouldn't be so much.

In such a mood, he put a piece of leather that had not been completely dried on top of the pile of leather in front of him.

This undried skin was obtained not long ago.

“#@#！”

The leader of the Green Tribe looked at the ground with some reluctance, and then pushed the ears of weeds up to his shoulders.

The rest of the people also carried furs, fruits, and other things on their shoulders, and set out with the chief.

Compared to when they went to exchange things in the past, the mood of the people in the tribe was not very high.

Because it was the last thing they could take out, they didn't know what to do with the salt they had gotten back this time.

…… It seems like a good idea to join that tribe and get free salt to eat, and that tribe is so rich......

Such thoughts flicker in some people's minds from time to time......

On the edge of the big river, far away from the Qingque tribe, the people of the Fire tribe gather here.

A canoe given to them by the Blue Sparrow tribe last year was docked on the shore, and in addition to several rafts made of wood.

Compared with the bamboo raft made by the Qingque tribe, this raft is much more simple and rough.

However, it is undeniable that they can really sail on the water, which can be matched by a raft.

“&*￥&￥！”

In the words of the leader of the Fire Tribe, who stood on the shore, the people in the canoes and rafts beat their hands on their chests, signaling that the leader should not worry too much.

These performances are more free and easy, that is, the four Fire tribe people who went to the Qingque tribe with Han Cheng and them last year, and then returned by themselves in a boat.

Compared to the four of them, the other four people who rode these floating tools on the water for the first time seemed much more restrained.

One was that they had never ridden such a tool before, and the other was that they had never left the tribe for so long.

“%…… ￥！ ”

Whether they were reluctant or not, whether they were apprehensive or not, the boats and rafts carried them upstream, drifting away.

The Fire Tribals standing on the shore shouted loudly and blessed in their own way.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the people that the leader of the Fire Tribe turned around and led the people away, and then went hunting and picking fruits.

They had to hurry, after all, there were eight fewer adults at once, and in such a time, they would get a lot less food.

Fortunately, since eating what they brought back from the water tribe, the people in the tribe have become much stronger, which can almost offset the lack of food they gathered because these people left......

A few days later, the Fire Tribe's 'fleet' stopped at Yau Ma Tei, and the men set foot on Yau Ma Tei with scythes made from two stone sickles given by the Green Bird tribe and began to harvest the ripe wild hemp......

Ten days later, the raft was loaded and returned downstream, and they were greeted with a burst of cheers.

Then these wild hemp were thrown into a small river in bundles and made into it.

They are close to the big river, and there are many rivers, and according to the accounts of those who have been to the Qingque tribe, it is still very easy to find some suitable places for the tucking of hemp.

More than a month later, the wild hemp was pulled out of the water.

Ten days later, the men set out again, still with a boat and a raft.

Three rafts were placed on the shore of Yau Ma Tei, and as they travelled up the river, there was only one canoe and one raft with a lot of hemp skins......