Han Cheng looked at the house in front of him that was built on a tall tree and suddenly looked like a large bird's nest, and his eyes showed some surprise.

He had heard about the treehouse as early as in his later life, but he basically never really encountered it.

After coming to the primitive society, most of the tribes encountered lived in caves.

Some of them are natural caves, and some of the tribes live in caves that have been dug up little by little with tools.

It is rare to build a house to live in by yourself.

Before that, there was only one semi-peasant tribe.

There is also the Red Tiger tribe that has not met.

Now there's another nested tribe.

Moreover, the house of this nesting tribe still looks so unique, built directly on the tree.

There is no need to ask Han Chengcheng to know that the people of the nest tribe got their inspiration from there.

I must have seen the nests of birds in the trees, and then I thought of myself, and then I began to learn from the birds, and began to find ways to build houses on the trees where I could live and others.

In the case of low productivity and the technical level of construction, this kind of treehouse of the nest tribe is better than the caves inhabited by ordinary tribes from the perspective of safety alone.

Because just building this one on a tree is enough to keep most of the beasts out of the way.

Not only Han Cheng, but also many of the Qingque tribesmen who came with Han Cheng were also surprised by the unique way of building houses of the Youchao tribe.

One by one, they looked back and forth with their eyes open, looking very curious.

After watching it like this for a while, after the novelty of the first sight passed, the people of the Qingque tribe shook their heads one after another.

This kind of house of the nest tribe is a novelty, but compared to the houses of their tribe, it is still too far behind.

The house is too small for many people to live in a treehouse.

And it looks simple, and it is very inconvenient to climb high and low.

In terms of security, it is far inferior to the large house built by the Son of God and others within the walls.

On weekdays, it's okay, but on a windy day, the whole house has to follow the swaying trees, swaying back and forth.

If you meet the Son of God and come over, the kind of strong wind that the main tribe encountered, their room built on a tree, will be blown to the ground by the strong wind.

This is how the disparities between people and tribes are contrasted.

Through such a comparison, these people of the Qingque tribe immediately discovered the goodness of their tribe, and they who were already very confident in their tribe's things became more respected and confident.

When Han Cheng and the others were looking at the Youchao tribe, the old priest of the Youchao tribe was also looking at the people of the Qingque tribe.

He was shaken more than the people of the Blue Sparrow were shaken from their tribe.

Before, through the news that the hunchbacked primitives brought back, he already knew that a mysterious and powerful tribe had appeared in the east.

However, this kind of hearing is not as intuitive and impactful as this kind of direct observation.

Not to mention the rest, just from these warriors of the Qingque tribe, who were more numerous than all the populations of their tribe combined, he could clearly understand the strength of the Qingque tribe.

Just a strong adult, so many people can come out at one time, then the total population of the Qingque tribe will be very large, which is conceivable......

"Let's go!"

Han Cheng spoke, and then led the people, followed by the hunchbacked primitives, and set off again, heading towards the Red Tiger Tribe.

Not long ago, they went to the Youchao tribe, but they only followed the hunchbacked primitive people and passed by them, and there was nothing to do.

The hunchbacked primitive people are not Dayu, and they can't pass the door three times without entering.

Even if there is no beautiful daughter-in-law in the family, they can't hold back the lovesickness in their hearts and want to go back to see it.

Han Cheng and the others, who didn't know the way, had no choice but to come along.

The hunchbacked primitive people didn't have much to do when they went back, plus there were so many people in the Qingque tribe in their own tribe, and the old priest of the Youchao tribe always felt a little unstable in his heart, so he didn't stay here for long, so they set off again, left the Youchao tribe, and went towards the Red Tiger tribe together.

As the Red Tiger Tribe got closer and closer, the hearts of the hunchbacked primitive people became more and more worried.

This time, he not only successfully completed the task assigned by the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, but even exceeded the quota.

Not only did he go to the Qingque Tribe, but he also knew the location of the Qingque tribe and the general situation in the tribe, and he also directly brought a large number of people from the Qingque tribe......

The apprehension in his heart is from the large number of people from the Qingque tribe behind him.

After all, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe only asked him to go to the Qingque Tribe to watch the situation of the Qingque Tribe, but she didn't say that he should bring the people of the Qingque Tribe over.

I really don't know how the people of the Red Tiger Tribe will react after seeing themselves and the people of the Blue Sparrow Tribe that they have led in the past.

According to the hunchback primitive people's understanding of the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, I am afraid that the next thing will be very bad.

It's just that......

He secretly turned his head to look at the many people from the Qingque tribe who were wearing strange clothes and walking behind him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

It's just that this person from the Qingque tribe, he can't be provoked either!

If you mess with them, your own tribe will not be happy either.

In the past, the hunchbacked primitive people felt very happy and proud to act as a second-hand dealer between the Red Tiger Tribe and the Qingque Tribe and obtain great benefits from it, thinking that this was a very good beauty.

And more than once I felt that these two tribes were stupid, so that their tribe earned so much food from it.

But now, hunchbacked primitives don't think so.

What a beauty difference this is!

This is clearly a deadly errand!

The two tribes have nothing to do, and once the two tribes want to do something to each other, the feeling of being caught in the middle is really sour.

They can't beat either tribe, and neither dares to offend ......

It's a really nerve-wracking feeling!

"Wait a minute!"

The hunchbacked primitive man, who was complaining here with a sad heart, suddenly heard this voice coming from behind.

When he heard this, he stood down and turned to look behind him.

From this voice, he could already hear who was saying this.

And also understand what this sentence means.

Because along the way, he had heard the god son of the Qingque tribe say such a sentence more than once.

After each of these words, the god son of this tribe would walk not far away, and go over to look at something carefully.

The things he watched were strange.

Some are a tree, sometimes a clump of grass, sometimes a flower, and sometimes even more excessive, just some stones.

Such continuous behavior made the hunchbacked primitive man puzzled.

In the past, he thought that this god son of the Qingque tribe was very smart.

But now, under this series of puzzling behaviors, the hunchbacked primitive man has some doubts about his previous thoughts.

Perhaps, I really thought wrong before.

This god son of the Qingque tribe is not smart at all.

Not only is he not smart, but even his thoughts are a little touching.

With this thought to himself, he stopped and turned his head to look.

Sure enough, just as he thought, the god son of the Qingque tribe began to carry out that kind of suspicious behavior again.

I saw that everyone in the team stopped, walked quickly towards a place not far away, and then stopped in front of a piece of grass, looking at the grass very seriously.

This grass is not particularly tall, it is a little higher than the knees of the god son of the blue finch tribe.

The stem is not thin, about the thickness of a finger, and the whole body is green.

The color of the leaves is similar to the color of the stem, some are narrow and long, and they look a little like the leaves of bamboo.

There are no forks on the stem, there is only one leaf in the whole body, and the leaves grow layer by layer, and the interval between the upper leaf and the lower leaf is about two centimeters.

Han Chengzai looked at the grass in front of him carefully, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen this kind of grass in the afterlife, but he didn't remember what it was for a while.

After a while, Han Cheng's eyes lit up, and the image of a thing clearly jumped out of his mind, and gradually coincided with the plant he saw in front of him.

"Bring me a copper shovel!"

Han Cheng opened his mouth with some excitement, turned his head to the back and said, while stretching out his hand.

Mao, who was standing on the side, hurriedly untied a short-handled copper shovel from the donkey beside him and handed it to Han Cheng's hand, and then looked at this grass with antiquity, looking forward to Han Cheng's next move.

Unlike the hunchbacked primitive who felt that Han Cheng's behavior was simply inexplicable, Mao was full of expectations for such a thing.

Because, it was through this seemingly strange behavior that Miko found millet, soybeans, hemp, bupleurum, lotus root, rice, sweet millet stalks, copper ore and other things in the tribe.

It is also because of these things that one's own tribe can live such a good life, and the tribe can become so strong.

Now that the Son of God has begun to act like this again, how could he not look forward to it?

Although in the past, Miko's actions ended in failure, and he didn't find anything that would be of great use to the tribe, but this didn't prevent Mao from still looking forward to Miko's behavior.

After all, what if it does succeed?

Wouldn't it be that his own tribe should have something more useful?

Not only him, but also the other Qingque tribesmen who understood the situation behind him also looked at Han Cheng with great interest and anticipation, looking forward to Han Cheng's next move, and some people wanted to come forward to see if they could help.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Han Cheng took the short-handled copper shovel handed over by Mao, and then shoveled down the roots of the plant in front of him.

A few days ago, there was a rain here, and it has not completely dried up yet, and the soil is relatively wet, so it is relatively easy to dig.

Han Cheng didn't have much effort, he had already dug up several copper shovels of soil and dug out a small pit at the root of this vegetation.

After digging down a few times, something appeared from the small hole that had been dug.

Han Cheng hurriedly stopped what he was doing, bent down and picked up this blocky thing and held it in his hand.

It's just that at this initial glance, Han Cheng's face showed some smiles.

This thing is really similar to the kind of thing he remembers!

It was almost certain that this thing was the kind of thing he was familiar with.

However, for the sake of safety, Han Cheng still didn't draw conclusions in such a hurry.

He asked the trade to remove the kettle he was carrying, unplugged it, and poured water on it outside, beginning to rinse the rhizome he was holding.

With the rinsing, the true face of the rhizome soon appeared in front of Han Cheng.

The rhizome is yellow overall, and it looks wet because it has just been flushed.

At this point, Han Cheng was basically able to determine that this thing was the kind of thing he was thinking about.

But in order to completely settle the matter, he still resorted to the final trick - he buckled off a small piece with his fingernail, put it in his mouth, and tasted it himself.

The hunchbacked primitive who stood aside and watched Han Cheng couldn't help but be a little stunned after seeing Han Cheng's action.

In addition to being dumbfounded, there is also some astonishment and the dark psychology of watching jokes rises.

Because he knew this kind of thing, and he had tasted it himself a long time ago, and the taste was absolutely indescribable, and it was not a delicious thing.

Now, the god son of the Qingque tribe actually dug up such a thing from the soil and sent it to his mouth, such a scene is really a little exciting.

Let you make people threaten us! Make you unreasonable! So that you don't give us tribal food......

The hunchbacked primitive man muttered fiercely in his heart.

At the same time, there are some different thoughts rising from the heart.

This god son of the Qingque tribe doesn't seem to be very wise, he knows that this thing is so unpalatable, and it is not suitable for food at all, but he doesn't know, and he still wants to taste it with his own mouth......

Under the black-bellied and expectant gaze of the hunchbacked primitive man, Han Cheng chewed on the rhizome with his teeth, and a familiar, spicy taste filled his mouth.

Han Dashenzi, who hadn't tasted this for a long, long time, almost didn't cry because of it.

It's not easy!

After coming here for so many years, he finally found something familiar again.

This kind of thing is very common in later generations, and it can be said that it is a must-have thing for every family.

The name of this thing is called ginger!

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