Fortunately, I was wearing underwear and underwear that began to fall off, otherwise I would be like Ben, and I would have to dig out my crotch twice every once in a while.

Why?

Itchy!

With so much hair, can it not itch?

Of course, this hair is not the other. The main reason is that the leather nitrate technology is limited, and sometimes the hair falls down, which is more uncomfortable.

If hemp can be found, then the history of the tribe wearing animal skins will have to be changed.

"Okay, moo, you've done a meritorious service! For one thing, you will make a great contribution to the tribe! ”

Ding Qi was very happy and praised it fiercely.

Moo is also happy, but his unsmiling nature puts that joy in the depths of his heart, as long as the leader is happy.

"If there's anything else, quick, take it all out and I'll take a look."

Ding Qi became happy, put aside the gloom in his heart for a while, and looked at the back basket with his eyes, hoping that Moo would take out some treasures from it that made him happy.

"Good!"

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he quickly took something out of the back basket.

It is a grass-like plant, as long as a foot, as thick as a little finger, and its outer skin is as dry as grass yellow, and vertical lines cover the entire dry epidermis. Only a little bit of green is exposed on it. At the other end, the stems are slightly thicker, with some thin shallot-like roots, mixed with some dry mud lumps.

If you put it together with other weeds, it is estimated that they will be treated as weeds.

"Huh? Is this an onion whisker? It looks too similar! Moo, from which tribe was this exchanged, what is the name. ”

Ding Qi muttered to himself, then asked, and at the same time took the "withered grass" like plant in front of him to his nose and smelled it.

"Chief, this is an exchange from the Shanjung tribe, and the other party said that this thing tastes rushing, so they named it 'Chong'. This thing peels off the outer skin, and the rhizomes inside are white and tender, layer by layer, and there is enough water.

I tried it, and it tasted so good that it could choke people's tears and snot. And there is a stinky smell in the mouth after eating, but the people of the Shanjung tribe say that this thing is delicious and does not stink in the mouth. It's weird! ”

Ding Qi laughed when he heard it, and said in his heart that if Moo was before joining the Ding tribe, he would definitely not feel bad eating this thing. Now, I started brushing my teeth, paying attention to my personal oral hygiene, and of course I could smell the smell.

But Ding Qi didn't dare to say it, so as not to make people think that he was laughing at him.

"Huh? Wait, the taste is chong, the name is 'chong', or layer by layer of white rhizomes, how is it the same as green onions? ”

Ding Qi, who was laughing, was stunned, why is it so similar to green onions?

Ding Qi hurriedly peeled the skin of this thing called "Chong", and soon the white and tender rhizome inside was revealed in front of his eyes. A strong, long-lost smell of green onions rushed straight to the end of his nose, making Ding Qi's nose sour and wanting to cry.

Don't taste it, it's a green onion!

However, Ding Qi resisted the urge to cry and stuffed the rhizome in front of him, which was not finalized, into his mouth.

Rumble!

A strong, pungent and spicy taste burst out in Ding Qi's entire mouth, a familiar taste, but more wild, a little uncontrollable. The smell of onions emanates from the mouth and burrows upwards into the nostrils, causing the nasal passages to begin to contract, and a wisp of clear water slides down the nasal passages.

As the mouth chews, the smell of green onions continues upward, gliding over the wings of the nose and diffusing to the eyes, wrapping them around them, and without brewing, tears will flow down the floor.

Tears of happiness are the smell!

Ding Qi snot and tears flowed together, just like tasting peppercorns for the first time in the primitive world, this is the tears of excitement, the taste of happiness, well, no, except for the taste of snot!

So blissful!

Ding Qi has been a little depressed in the past two days, he wants to indulge, through the taste of green onions, let the tears slide down, like an unstoppable river!

I was sobbing, and I was full of tears and snot. Moo all over!

Moo scared silly!

I've eaten this "rush" myself, there's nothing like the leader, it's too exaggerated, right? Or is the one you just took out more punchy? But no matter how you look at the leader, it doesn't look like he was washed, this is sad and tearful!

I have never seen the leader so sad and tearful, and I am a little at a loss, and I dare not wipe away the tears and snot that the leader wipes on his body, although this is not such a disgusting thing, but I can't stop it!

It's all smeared with a thick layer!

A quarter of an hour later, Ding Qi, who was really embarrassed to continue wiping his nose on Moo's body, stopped sobbing, took two deep breaths, adjusted his mood, and said to Moo:

"I'm so sorry, this thing is too rushed! However, I have to commend you for finding a condiment called shallots or shallots in my tribe, and you can't do without it for meals. There is even a place where people have to roll green onions for rice every day, and if you don't like the taste of green onions, it means that you don't like each other. ”

Ding Qi blew his snot with his hand, feeling much better. Stretching out his hand, he looked at Moo, which made the other person shrink back sharply. Ding Qi laughed dryly, and casually wiped the snot on his fingers onto the straw sandals, which made Moo's heart finally let go of the heart he had just mentioned.

"For example, the Shanjung tribe you just mentioned, I guess they like to eat this very much. If you don't like the taste, you probably won't be able to deal with them in the future. Remember, right? In the future, its name will be called green onion, not Chong. It may be that its wild nature has not yet been domesticated, so the taste is relatively heavy, and when we have a few more crops, its taste should be able to improve. ”

In fact, what Ding Qi didn't know was that green onions are endemic plants native to our country, and they have been cultivated on a large scale as early as BC. Dating back to the Warring States Period, it was recorded in "Guanzi": "In the fifth year of Henggong, the Northern Expedition to the mountains and mountains was obtained, and winter onions and peppers were obtained." ”

Among them, winter onions refer to what we call green onions, and Rong peppers should refer to Sichuan peppercorns.

Ding Qi hurriedly took Moo's back basket and quickly looked through it to see if there were any other good things. It's a pity that except for the green onion and rope, everything else is something that Ding Qi doesn't know, or it's just some ordinary plant rhizomes.

"How many shallots are there?"

"There are about thirty of them, and I exchanged them for two pottery bowls."

Moo thought about it and said quickly.

"Let's go, take it all, and come with me to plant green onions!"

It's late spring, so plant the onions and harvest a batch of green onion seeds in the summer.

In the greenhouse, the captured laborers were wielding shovels, digging deep into the dirt, and breaking the soil to level the ground according to Ding Qi's request.

Tinch took the hoe and dug two furrows in the leveled earth, forming two ridges. Then he planted all the green onions on two ridges, brought a few buckets of water from wooden barrels that had not yet been widespread, watered the ground thoroughly, and sprinkled other crops with water again.

As soon as I survived, it was already approaching dark.

In the tribal rest area, a large amount of firewood is being piled up, and a bonfire is being held in the evening to welcome the seven tribes. Ding Qi simply washed his hands, asked the people in the canteen to prepare the pots and ingredients, cook them himself, and busily serve a few dishes. One is to give the leaders of the Seven Tribes a taste of the feast from the 21st century; The second is a reward for Moo, praising him for the ropes and green onions he harvested on his eastward trip.

The leaders of the seven tribes were also curious, they didn't know the role of the Ding tribe's canteen, and they had never seen such meals. So, accompanied by the three elders, they stood in front of the stove in the canteen with the two tribal leaders, Qiang and Ren, to watch how Ding Qi cooked dinner.

The clay spoon stirred back and forth in each pot, flying up and down, causing the leaders of the Nine Tribes to let out bursts of exclamations.

Ding Qi made four dishes, one was stir-fried calamus with fresh animal meat, one was fried dried bamboo shoots with bacon, the third was stewed fish head, and the last was leeks

Scrambled quail eggs.

It took a lot of effort to make these four dishes Ding Qi, just the quail eggs took a long time, which was ready to be kept for hatching, and Ding Qi used it to entertain the guests. In Tinch's words, there are many quails in the field, just catch them!

The four dishes totaled eight pots, and they were all eaten by their nine leaders, and there was nothing left, which made Ding Qi, who didn't even have a single chopstick inserted into it, smile bitterly. Is it too delicious or too little? Still, seeing the way they walked bent over, Ding Qi smiled with satisfaction.

I don't believe I can't keep your stomach!

Fortunately, the canteen itself has made a lot of food, providing so many people, and it is not inferior to Ding Qi alone, the amount is enough and full!

After dinner, a welcome bonfire was held as usual, and all the men and women on both sides went down to dance in teams, and even the little children such as Fish and Stone lined up to get off the stage.

Ding Qi sat with the leaders of the seven tribes, chatting with each other about the customs and special resources of their tribes, which made Ding Qi also open his eyes.

For example, the Yellow Sand tribe is close to a sandbar, and the sandbar is so large that they don't know how many people there are, and they have not penetrated into it, and they live on the sandbar and the grasslands around the sandbar. There are some lakes in the sandbar, and many melons the size of a human head grow around the lakes. It's just that the ripening season of this melon has not yet arrived, and you need to eat it after the hottest weather.

In the grasslands around the sandbar, there are many animals such as rats, marmots, pikas, rabbits and yellow sheep, which are enough for the survival of this medium-sized tribe. Judging from the animal skins they wear, the stitches are thick and numerous, indicating that they used them after splicing the animal skins.

One thing that is very special is that they live in a hole in the soil at the edge of the steppe, which is very different from other tribes. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that they don't have any big beasts there.

The place where the bamboo tribe lives is like a fairyland, the tribe is surrounded by mountainous areas, bamboo and water resources are abundant, and there are several waterfalls that fall. For many years, the clouds are steaming and the rain is abundant, and there may be a rain as you walk.

Due to the abundance of plants and water, their food is abundant, but most of it is ready-to-eat, and there is not much food that can be stored for a long time, except for some meat and skins that have been simply smoked as exchange. So they are a tribe that mainly gathers.

In addition to these, the bamboo baskets they prepared were exchanged for some coarse salt from the Li tribe. It's a pity that their craftsmanship is a little poor, and they don't look down on it, so they don't exchange pottery.

Hearing this, Ding Qi immediately decided that they had a bamboo tribe to work here in exchange for the materials they needed to live here, and at the same time learn how to weave bamboo for free, and when they returned, they would be given a set of pottery combinations.

This made the leader of the Youzhu tribe Kongzhu very moved, and he thanked him for saying that he would take his people to contribute more labor here.

The Mad Pig Tribe is only a small tribe, but the origin of their name is very interesting, they have never seen what a pig looks like, it is completely the name of the tribe that their previous leader changed directly after returning from outside. Others don't want to eat pork, they haven't even seen what a pig looks like.

Ding Qi couldn't hold back his laughter, and quickly asked Ben to lead them to the pigsty to see the appearance of the pigs.

But just when he listened to the leader of the Yellow Sheep tribe tell about the situation of his tribe, he ran over with the leader of the Crazy Pig tribe who ran to see the pigs, and fell directly to the ground, his face full of tears with excitement, and his mouth kept saying that he wanted to join the Ding tribe.

Ding Qi asked what the situation is?

Pig Fang said, "Aragami, I finally see what a pig looks like, thank you Aragami for letting us know what a pig is." Pigs are the sacred totems of our tribe, since pigs grow in the Ding tribe, then the Ding tribe is our holy land, we must take the holy land as our home, and join the Ding tribe from now on! If you don't say yes, I won't get up! ”

After speaking, Pig Fang wiped a handful of snot on Ding Qi's arm that reached out to help him up, and held it firmly, as if he was afraid that Ding Qi would run away.