"Yoyo ......"

In the field that seemed to be a little empty, Uncle Deer, whose face was tied to a rope, screamed with some dissatisfaction.

I want it to command the three tribes of deer, sheep, and dogs, and the invincible commander of the majesty, but now it has fallen to this.

I actually want to be a coolie to rake and pull the ground here.

It's a pity that Uncle Lu is a deer who lived in ancient times, and I don't know Han Yu who wrote "Ma Shuo".

This world does not allow animals to become sperm, otherwise they will turn their heads and spit out their mouths, and say 'humiliation to the slave's hands' to the little two-legged beast that is holding it and laughing......

Today's land moisture is just right, thanks to the autumn rain a few days ago, and the soil that has been turned up in the field is easy to be broken by the rake, which is a good time to rake and sow rape.

The deer who have lived in vain for so long in the Qingque tribe and have been served by special personnel every day will naturally not be let go, and now those who are strong and strong are put on, and under the traction of the people of the Qingque tribe, they learn from the appearance of their boss to rake and sow seeds here.

The treatment of the deer uncle is different from that of ordinary deer, because other deer pull the rake, and it pulls the cocoon.

The wide skin at the end of the cocoon was on Uncle Deer's back, encircling half of it.

There was a rope tied under the skin, which passed under Uncle Deer's belly, and together with the skin above, it tied Uncle Deer to the waist.

In this way, as it moves, the columbs behind it will move along.

Unlike a cow, the neck of a deer is not as thick as a cow's, and it is not as strong as a cow's neck, and it can bear thousands of catties of things, so Han Cheng can only imitate a donkey and mule, and put its weight-bearing center of gravity on his waist.

Behind Uncle Deer, followed by a limp with his hands on his back.

The three legs tied to the triangular bones waded through the soft ground that had been raked, leaving three parallel lines on the ground, no matter how they turned, with a distance of twenty centimeters between them.

The black rapeseed contained in the bucket leaked down the hole at the bottom of the bucket, and split into three at a distance of about three centimeters from the bucket, and went to three hollow legs, and fell into the ditch that the legs had broken open.

"Wait."

The lame man who was holding the cocoon suddenly spoke, and Han Cheng, who was leading Uncle Lu forward, stood up according to his words.

It's not that Han Cheng likes to 'help cocoon', but Uncle Lu only recognizes Han Cheng, except for Han Cheng to lead, no one else wants him to work hard.

"What's wrong?"

Han Cheng asked aloud.

"The warehouse eye is blocked."

Lame replied as he let go of the handrail of the cocoon, bent down, and pulled out a piece of wood from the part of the wooden pipe under the funnel that connected to the three cocoon legs, and the blocked cocoon immediately became unblocked.

The lame quickly inserted the wood chips back to the original extent, otherwise, there would be too many seeds, and it would become very thick by time.

While doing this with a limp, a few people on the side of the balloon and the bottle are sticking their heads out and looking at them carefully.

The lame man was a carpenter, and the matter of sowing could not fall on his head, and after they had taught them the balloon bottles, he would no longer interfere in the matter of sowing seeds.

After all, there are still many things he needs to do.

After the adjustment, Han Cheng led the deer and continued to move forward, leaving shallow ditches on the flat land that was raked......

The distant mountains are yellow and red in different shades, the water near the water is clear and quiet, and a few wisps of smoke from burning dead grass slowly rise from the ground, and the fields are divided by farmers in twos and threes......

There is no gunsmoke, no war, not too many battles, just a quiet and intoxicating late autumn cultivation picture......

The efficiency of the cultivation of the columbladder is not covered, and it is far from being comparable to manpower.

One deer, two people, one cocoon, one day, cultivate fifteen acres a day.

This is still in the case of people and deer who are not very familiar with it.

If the deer is trained well, people are also proficient in cocooning cars, no need for people to lead the deer to help cocoons, one person, one deer and one cocoon can do more than 20 acres a day.

There are two ways to control the deer's steering, one is direct and the other is indirect.

Directly when sowing seeds with a cocoon, in addition to the leather rope fixed on the back of the deer, tie a rope on the deer's head, like wearing a shoelace, pass through the splint on the deer's face, wrap the two ends of the rope around the back of the deer, tie it to the handle of the cocoon, and the person supporting the cocoon is within reach.

When you need to turn left, pull the rope on the left, and if you need to turn right, pull the rope on the right.

Because the rope is tied to the deer's head, if you pull it hard, the deer will turn around.

The so-called voice control is actually a method adopted on the basis of the implementation of this method.

When leading the deer with a rope to turn left, shout "dada", when going to the right, shout "grin", when urging the deer to move forward, shout "ha", let it stand and shout "oh".

After this goes on for a long time, the deer will form a conditioned reflex, no longer need to pull the rope, just shout a password, they will know what to do, how to cooperate with the human farm.

This kind of password is not only for deer, but also for cattle and horses when time is found.

This year's rape was planted on 50 acres, and the main purpose was to eat rapeseed, using rape to feed deer, rabbits and chickens, and rapeseed was also mixed together to feed chickens.

As for squeezing oil from rapeseed, Han Cheng hasn't started trying it yet, on the one hand, there are too many things he needs to worry about, and on the other hand, so far, just animal fat oil is enough to eat.

Therefore, the matter of extracting oil from rapeseed has been dragged on like this, and there are signs of continuing to drag it down.

After the rape was planted, Han Cheng selected and cultivated the 'Chinese cabbage' and 'high-quality rape' for two years.

The appearance of the columb, greatly improved the planting efficiency, three days after planting these fields, the people of the Qingque tribe, carrying the raft on their backs, towards the orchard.

It's time to gather and store the fruit again.

With the dispatch of many people, piles of fruit began to appear in the tribe, and quickly increased.

The meal of the Qingque tribe tonight was very strange, there was no barbecue meat in the past, no steaming fish soup, and only a large pile of fruits piled together.

Han Cheng was a little strange, he didn't know what the senior brother who was in charge of getting food meant.

He was strange, but the rest of the tribe was not, especially those of the Bone Tribe who had only joined the Blue Sparrow Tribe this year, and they felt that they should take it for granted.

For primitive people, food is always so precious, even if it is a wealthy Qingque tribe, everyone is still reluctant to waste it.

These fruits are all broken, broken, broken, and so on.

Such fruits are not shelf-stable and can easily spoil if not eaten in time.

Han Cheng, who understood the reason, couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the senior brother, eating the ones that were easy to spoil first, and leaving the good ones, which was indeed a good way to reduce the waste of a lot of food.

However, after Han Cheng praised it, he immediately asked the senior brother to take out some meat, let people add water to the clay jar, and prepared to start cooking soup and drinking.

The weather is already cold, at this time it is not better than summer, do not eat some hot soup, just use these cold fruits to satisfy hunger, but it is not good, one is not full, and the other is easy to eat bad stomach.

In this era when colds and fevers are pushed into the fire to burn to death, no illness can be underestimated.

"Son of God......

The senior brother seemed a little anxious, so that a lot of these fruits would be wasted.

Han Cheng smiled and waved his hand at him, signaling that he didn't have to worry.

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