There is no snow here in Jinguancheng, but the weather is starting to get colder.

The sunlight that falls from the sky does not have much temperature when it falls on people's bodies.

On top of the water, there is a thin layer of ice, similar to chicken skin, so it is also called chicken skin jelly.

In such weather, it is obviously not suitable to dig the canal barefoot, so most of the people of the Qingque tribe stand on the dry land, waving the tools in their hands to clear the wasteland.

Han Cheng also held a nail rake and kept raising and falling here, opening up the wasteland with everyone.

His body has basically grown completely, and his strength has become a lot greater, and now the tribesmen are working as hard as they can, and it is not good for him to be idle alone.

Of course, more importantly, it's a bit cold to not have the strength to do some physical work in such weather.

However, Han Cheng would not say such a thing to the rest of the tribe, which would damage his tall and mighty image in the hearts of the tribe.

Because of the cold to work, where is the son of God in order to build Jinguan City earlier, tirelessly worked, taught the tribal minors to read and write in the morning, and carried a nail rake to open up the wasteland in the afternoon, and refused to be idle for a moment to touch deeply? What is the motivation?

After shaving the ground for a while, Han Cheng not only didn't feel cold, but also sweated on his head.

Sure enough, life lies in exercise, and plowing is a great way to resist the cold......

With the chilly wind blowing, the cat ear held a small pot of rice in his hand and carefully brushed the door and door frame of Jinguan City.

He was followed by two other people, pulling the red slip of paper with the brush words written, carefully aligning it up and down, and pasting it on the place where the cat's ears were brushed over the rice.

After pasting the red paper and black Spring Festival couplets and the square-shaped 'Fu' on the door, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was immediately set off.

Before you know it, the time has reached the end of the year, and Jinguancheng here is also under Han Cheng's order to start preparing for the Spring Festival.

For the Chinese New Year, Han Cheng, who came from later generations, has a deep obsession.

With his order, Jinguan City immediately became lively.

As everyone gets busy, the same ingredients are gradually prepared, and the aroma fills here.

Han Cheng, who doesn't cook much now, also cooks himself and cooks the braised pork he is best at for the tribe, which attracts the cheers of many people.

The yellow sun set not a short distance from the western horizon, and it was too lazy to move, but it didn't want to move, and disappeared into the air.

It was also at this time that all the Chinese New Year's Eve meals of everyone in Jinguancheng were served.

There are braised pork, braised river prawns, braised fish, slightly fried and steamed square meat, and grilled golden lamb chops......

Large and small pots, placed in several circles.

The rice is still steamed millet dry rice, but the water used for drinking is very different.

It's no longer deer milk, it's not goat's milk, but rice tea with some sun-dried red dates.

If you put some honey in it, it can be regarded as white rice porridge with dates.

After pouring a bowl of wine in front of everyone, Han Cheng stood up with the bowl and invited everyone to drink together.

Everyone picked up the wine bowl and collided with each other, and then raised their necks and drank it all.

The sour liquor enters the throat and turns into a warm current.

Some people exhale a breath of wine and think it is very enjoyable, and some people can't help but stick out their tongues and grin.

After drinking a bowl of wine, everyone picked up their chopsticks and looked at the delicious food in front of them.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The dogs of the tribe barked loudly at this time, and when they heard it, there was some movement around the tribe.

The person who had just eaten the food in the courtyard put down his chopsticks and looked a little alert.

"It's them! They're here with their loads! ”

A man from the Qingque tribe, who was eating on the fence with a bowl and was in charge of guarding, turned his head and said loudly to the people in the courtyard.

As soon as everyone heard that it was an older primitive woman and they had come, they all relaxed and continued to eat.

Han Cheng couldn't help but sniff slightly, he was very suspicious that the older female primitives were smelling and pinching the point, otherwise how could they rush to eat so coincidentally?

And just in time for the most sumptuous meal of the year in his tribe?

Although he felt very sorry for his tribe's food, and wanted the person on the wall to tell the older female primitives that they were not there, Han Cheng still did not make such a decision after all.

Instead, they were asked to take out a stack of bowls, and from the food they had just started eating, they would make a bowl of each one for the people to eat.

Fortunately, the portions of cooking this time are large, and they are all packed in pots.

Two chopsticks are sandwiched on each 'table', and a bowl is full.

A bowl of vegetables is divided into several pots, and it is not visible.

This meal has to be taken care of no matter what, and it is easy to talk about it in normal times, but now that it is the Chinese New Year, someone comes to the door and says that they want to let the other party eat some food made by their own tribe.

When the older female primitives and their party came to the gate of the inner courtyard of Jinguan City, the meal for them was also prepared.

Like the meals eaten by everyone in the Qingque tribe, there are a total of sixteen kinds.

It's just that the food eaten by the people of the Qingque tribe is in a basin, and the food for the older female primitives is in a bowl.

But even so, the sixteen bowls are just as spectacular when they are placed together, especially when they are filled with extremely delicious food.

The people, including the older female primitives, were completely stunned when they saw the many delicacies placed among the people of the Qingque tribe in a circle.

This shock was no less than the fact that the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe had built such a tall cave in the short time they had left.

How can they be so rich, how can they eat so much food at one time!

Is it really good to eat so much food at once?

After a few transactions, the older female primitives felt that they were already richer, even if they were not as good as the people of the mysterious Qingque tribe, but the gap between them should be narrowed a lot.

Who would have thought that they had just come to the mysterious Blue Sparrow tribe, and they saw such a scene!

Compared to the scene they saw in front of them, what they were proud of was really nothing!

Where has the distance between himself and the others and the Qingque tribe been shortened, but it is so big that it cannot be surmounted.

What kind of tribe is this!

Just when you think you've seen their most powerful and wealthy, you find that they have something even more powerful and rich that you didn't show before......

It's just too exciting.

At Han Cheng's signal, Mo put down his chopsticks and came to the older female primitives, conveyed Han Cheng's meaning to them, and stretched out his hand to point to the food that had just been prepared for them.

When they realized that the food in the exquisite clay bowls was intended for themselves and others, the older female primitives became even more surprised.

Such a beautiful and abundant food is willing to let yourself wait for others to eat?

This tribe is so kind and generous!

You know, most of these foods are meats that make you want to drool!

The older female primitives looked dull.

She pointed to the food in those bowls and looked at Mao, who smiled and nodded at her, and then turned her head to look at Han Cheng, who was sitting not too far away, and Han Cheng also smiled and nodded at her.

Only then did she believe that what she had understood not long ago was true!

The older female primitives looked at the people of the Qingque tribe who looked at them with a kind smile on their faces, and then looked at the sumptuous food, but after all, they still did not resist the temptation of deliciousness.

However, she did not take the person directly to eat, but untied a large package of food from the end of the burden she had carried and pushed it to Mao.

Mo smiled and shook his head, pushing it back again.

The older primitive woman disagreed, and reached out and pushed it to the trade.

Such a scene made the smiles on the faces of everyone in the Qingque tribe who watched it even stronger.

This is the most quaint exchange of courtesies.

Han Cheng saw that the older female primitives were real, so he asked Mao to accept this package, and then the older female primitives began to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve meal of the Qingque tribe that Han Cheng asked them to prepare.

Just after eating a little, the older female primitives couldn't help but widen their eyes one by one.

They had never eaten such delicious food!

Just by taking a bite, the older primitive woman felt that she had just given too little.

How could such a delicious thing be exchanged for a package of food from one's own tribe?

So she stood up and untied another parcel from the other end of the burden, intending to send the food, which had been used in exchange for pottery and salt, to the people of the Qingque tribe as well.

Han Cheng didn't accept this package anyway, but instead asked someone to send them some food.

After the older female primitives ate their food for a while, Han Cheng walked over with a smile on his shoulder.

personally poured wine for them, and Han Cheng drank one with them.

Looking at the appearance of the older female primitives who had drunk wine and grinned their teeth, the people of the Qingque tribe couldn't help but let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

Although some people don't understand why the mysterious and wealthy people of the Qingque tribe like to drink this kind of drink, it doesn't taste good at all, but it seems that the old female primitives are still laughing along with the very precious Dongxi in this tribe.

After a while, some of the older female primitives began to appreciate the wonderful taste of this kind of thing......

After a good time, the delicious food was eaten by everyone.

Just when the older female primitives felt that today's matter was over, the people of the Qingque tribe had a new move.

Piles of bonfires were lit, and everyone jumped and jumped happily around the fire......

This year, I came in a hurry, and there was no trace of bamboo near Jinguan City, so there were no firecrackers tonight, but everyone was still very happy.

There are many reasons for this, and it is because of the older female primitives, who joined.

Seeing their surprised and helpless look when they heard the sound of gongs and drums, and watching them twist their bodies very unfamiliarly under the guidance of their own tribe and others, and watching them learn from their own tribe, the people of the Qingque tribe felt very happy inexplicably......

However, the only regret is that the first Chinese New Year's Eve spent here in Jinguan City did not see snow.

A bonfire was lit here in Jinguan City, and when the gongs and drums were sounded, a larger bonfire was also lit from the Qingque Lord tribe, which was far away from here.

More people gathered around, jumping and jumping, and spent this joyful time together.

In the Tongshan residential area, there was a lot of drinking, a little red face, and the drum in front of him was beating hard, so as to make the lively atmosphere more enthusiastic.

A roaring bonfire tore through the night sky and lit up a large area.

Looking down from above, one can see three places in the darkness where bonfires are lit at the same time.

If Senior Brother Sha and the others in the Qinling Sub-district had not returned to the main tribe from there after the snow had fallen, there would have been four such points.

Dotted fires flickered in the darkness, like stars in the night sky.

Perhaps, many, many years later, there will be more places like this to light up together.

The multitude of connected fires will shine as brightly as the stars in the sky......

"New Howl~"

After spending a Chinese New Year's Eve with the people of the Qingque tribe living in Jinguan City, the older female primitives also knew that the reason why the people of the Qingque tribe were so happy was because it was an extremely important festival for them.

The older female primitives don't quite understand what a festival is, but they also have some vague understanding of it after doing yesterday's carnival together.

Although they still don't understand this festival called 'Nian' by the people of the Qingque tribe, this does not prevent them from liking this cheerful day at all, and fantasizing about how good it would be if their tribe could live this festival called 'Nian' like the people of the Qingque tribe.

Looking at the people of the Qingque tribe who were neatly dressed and smiling at each other and saying the same sentence, the older female primitives couldn't help but learn from the people of the Qingque tribe, and they seemed to speak this language belonging to the Qingque tribe very bluntly......

The older female primitives took some pottery and salt in exchange for some reluctance to leave, and they also took away the green finch for 12 years.

With the departure of the older female primitives, the thirteenth year of the green sparrow also quietly came.

There was no snow here in Jinguancheng, so after resting for five days after the New Year, the people of Jinguancheng, under the leadership of Han Cheng, came to the field again with tools and continued to use tools to open up the wasteland.

At the same time, in an unknown place, there is a group of people who also set off from the tribe with things......

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