Today, for Han Cheng, or for the entire Qingque tribe, is a day of great significance.

Because just today, Han Cheng took them on a cross-era feat!

- Grow rape!

Well, as soon as the specific things of this cross-era initiative were said, Qiangge was immediately pulled from the sky to the ground.

However, Han Cheng did not exaggerate, this is indeed a cross-era initiative.

Because this is the first step for the Qingque tribe to move from fishing and hunting to farming.

The people in the tribe who were working under his guidance didn't know the meaning of this matter, and as a traverser, Han Cheng knew.

The forest to the west of the tribe, about fifty meters away from the westernmost wall, had a more unfortunate fate, first Han Cheng led people to peel off the skin of the roots, and stood there silently waiting for death to come.

Before they could die, a great storm befell them.

It's okay to give them a good time.

They were swept to the ground by the storm, and they did not die peacefully, because in the following days, because of the construction of the wall, many of their bodies were dismembered in a brutal way by the people of the Qingque tribe, and then sealed in the wall......

Now, they are going to be ravaged again – by fire.

A few months passed, and all the leaves of the fallen trees, except for some of the stronger ones, which were still alive after they fell to the ground, had all fallen away, revealing their bony torsos, somewhat like animal bones.

When he built the wall to collect wood before, Han Chengcheng had a certain plan.

He circled a piece of woods that had been reserved for arable land on a lodging block, about three or four acres.

Let the people in the tribe collect wood first, and then use up what can be used in the yard.

Now, the benefits of this are already being felt.

The trees in this area are far rarer than in other places.

Han Cheng only needed to take his clan to clean up a little, and then he could set fire to it.

However, Han Cheng was still a little distressed about burning so many tree trunks, to be honest, these big tree trunks left here were the best building materials, but there was no way, with the current tools of the tribe, they couldn't help them at all.

Therefore, these pillars can only be used as chopping wood, no, it is worse than chopping wood.

At the very least, chopping wood can also make a fire to cook and then fertilize the fields, and they can only burn themselves in vain to fatten these primitive fields under their bodies.

Well, maybe this is called being born at the wrong time, and being pregnant is not encountered......

In order to avoid the situation of burning the camp, before igniting the fire, Han Cheng asked people to clear out a separation zone nearly 20 meters wide around the four acres of land, and gathered the wood that needed to burn the fertile field to the middle as much as possible.

On these four acres of land is covered with a thick layer of wood, on top of which are leaves collected from the surroundings.

Han Cheng took the burning firewood from the senior brother's hand and put it on top of the dry leaves.

The scorching flames soon made the thirsty leaves hot, and then they were completely ignited and sunk into it.

When the dry firewood that can no longer be dried encounters the flames, the enthusiasm that bursts out is enough to make people look at it.

Because if you don't look sideways, your eyebrows and eyelashes will be scorched.

The blue sky of Walanwa was extraordinarily high, and a few white clouds floated there like cotton, still and still.

Under the clear sky, a thick column of smoke rose up, far away from the raging flames below, and there was a lazy feeling.

Wu, Senior Brother and the others looked at a large sea of fire from a distance, feeling the scorching temperature, and there was fear in their eyes.

Han Cheng was not afraid at all, because this was not the afterlife, and he didn't have to worry at all that someone would suddenly come over like a cat that smelled fishy, take him away in a car, and then fine him 3,000 yuan and detain him for half a month......

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the smoke column rises ethereally, bringing a reassuring breath of human survival to this era that is still in the wilderness.

God gave Han Cheng, who had seen the celestial phenomena, very face, and there was no trace of wind all day, which made Han Cheng, who was always ready to put out the fire with people, and ran away quickly with people if he couldn't extinguish it.

It wasn't until the evening approached that the fire gradually went out, and only wisps of green smoke rose slowly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Confirming that the fire would not burn anywhere else, Han Cheng returned to the tribe with the people of the tribe.

The courtyard wall was erected, in fact, there was a little trouble, that is, when they went back to the cave in the past, they had to go from where it was close, but now it is not possible, they have to detour to the gate of the courtyard wall to return to the courtyard......

The next day, Han Cheng once again took the people in the tribe to the clearing that had been burned out yesterday with tools in addition to the courtyard.

Under Han Cheng's demonstration, everyone spread the burned ashes on the blackened land, spreading them as evenly as possible.

Then he picked up the multi-purpose weapon of the tribe, the stick, and began to dig in the earth.

However, the wooden stick used to dig the soil has also changed some times compared to before, that is, the end used to dig the soil has become flatter, which is conducive to inserting into the soil and picking up more soil.

The soil was puffed up, and the ashes on the ground mixed with the soil and became entangled.

Because this was the first piece of land in the tribe, and it was a raw land that had never been cultivated, Han Cheng decided to turn over them all before starting rape.

Of course, this kind of turning in the present cannot be compared with the later generations, and the plow in the later generations will be turned over for a long time now, and it is far from being as deep as the later generations.

Now this kind of ploughing is only about ten centimeters deep.

That's it, it's already a lot of work for the people of the Qingque tribe with simple tools!

The entire tribe of people who were able to work went out together, and it took six days to turn over this four-acre piece of land.

Of course, this is also the fact that there is less land planted now, if there is more land, it is impossible for Han Cheng to adopt such a time-consuming and laborious method, and in the case of no improvement of tools, he can only carry out extremely extensive slash-and-burn cultivation, and only a small amount of land can be intensively cultivated.

After turning the ground to the side, the next thing is to watch Han Cheng's performance.

He poured most of the rapeseed stored in the clay pot into a clay bowl, walked to the ground, reached out and grabbed a handful of cool rapeseed, and began to sprinkle it into the ground.

Of course, this kind of sprinkling is not a whole handful, but a slit of the finger is loosened, and the sprinkling goes forward as you go.

With his feet on the soft-looking ground mixed with grass ash, Han Cheng walked forward while sowing seeds.

In a trance, he saw a picture that he couldn't go back to - it was a warm spring, his mother was barefoot, her left hand leaned on her waist with the basin filled with fertilizer, and her right hand grabbed the fertilizer and walked forward, while scattering it forward, and the white fertilizer fell to the ground like a pearl......

The father, who was also barefoot, held an iron plough in one hand and a whip with a red rope in the other, and shouted at the two oxen to go forward.

Leave behind a moist land that has been turned upside down.

A small child, sitting on the ridge of the ground, in front of him is an elderly aluminum kettle that can be put on the coal stove to boil water, next to the aluminum kettle lies a yellow dog, wagging its tail, happily with the little child you and I eat the peanuts in the straw hat in the child's arms as a snack......

(Today's update...... Then I cheekily came to ask for a ticket again. There are so few updates, and I still ask for votes, such an author deserves to be smashed! It's unreasonable not to be smashed!

So, comrades, pick up the recommendation vote, raise your arms, and throw the recommendation vote at the author! - Waiting to be smashed into a big fat man)