Since the social division of labor among the tribes, the productivity has been greatly improved, and each group has performed its own duties and achieved results that other tribes cannot match, but because the population is still small, people are often understaffed to do something, so it is not uncommon for people to be seconded to other groups.

No, it's time to harvest in a blink of an eye. Ye Fengtian had just dawned, and more than 200 people were gathered, almost three groups of people. He distributed the copper sickle that had just been made, carried the bamboo basket that had been woven for a short time, and led them towards the rice field.

The temperature is the hottest time of summer, and it is even hotter at noon. What in the cool autumn wind to harvest their own harvest of the year, but here that is all a lie to children, is the rice impartially ripe in the scorching summer, the leaf wind is very speechless, had to take advantage of the cool morning, against the dew to harvest the rice.

"I heard that rice is divided into early, middle, and late rice, but what kind of rice am I planting? Now it is estimated that it is already July and August, and the rice harvested at this time should be early rice, and it seems that it is time to get out the calendar and the 24 solar terms, which are very important for ancient agricultural production. Ye Feng said to himself, and came to the edge of the rice field in a blink of an eye.

There is no imaginary rolling rice waves, and there is no golden "carpet" that spreads all over the rice fields. Only a single rice plant with a little green in the yellow of the plant, and a cold ear of rice drawn from that plant.

"Alas! That's too low! Seeing those cold rice ears, Ye Feng couldn't help but think of the hybrid rice of later generations, the amazing yield per mu does not know how many Chinese people have been fed, and it is said that the latest hybrid rice yield per mu is not a dream, it can be described as a perversion!

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt that the agricultural development of the tribe had a long way to go, and he had to work hard to increase the yield!

However, this set of planting technology of the Xingyue tribe is already the most advanced technology in this period, and the other tribes have only mastered the technology of slash-and-burn cultivation at most, and the yield of this cultivation mode is extremely low, not only depends on God, but also depends on character.

"Look at it, cut it like this, be careful not to cut the rice! Cut it off and put it in the back basket. Ye Feng carefully taught these rough men to harvest the ears of rice and give birth to them to get rid of a grain of rice, and he realized the meaning of the phrase "every grain is hard".

As for why he only harvested the ears of rice and not the whole plant, it was also from the point of view of the cost performance of labor. After hard work to harvest the whole plant, there is only a small amount of rice to go, and anyone would do this. It is better to stay in the field, and when it is dry, a fire will burn it to ashes, which will not only increase the fertility of the soil, but also save a lot of trouble.

This is not a difficult thing, these people learned at a glance, eight acres of rice vs more than 200 people, it took one morning to harvest.

"Hurry up, everyone, put away the sickle, let's go back! It's so hot! Ye Feng said to everyone. He was like a boiled lobster, and his whole body was reddened by heat. Beads of sweat the size of beans bubbled out as if they didn't want money, dripping on the ground drop by drop, if it wasn't for the water in the paddy field being released a few days in advance, otherwise it would have been like raindrops dripping into the water.

The situation of the primitive people was not much better, and when they heard Ye Feng's words, they hurriedly nodded desperately, for fear that Ye Feng would regret it.

Although the basket on his back was very heavy, it could not stop people from going home, and they returned to the tribe happily under the scorching sun.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"I'm rubbing! You can't let your basket go any lighter! Listening to this sound, several bamboo strips have been broken! Is it easy to make up an industrial group! Ye Feng roared at these primitives.

As soon as they returned to the tribe, they put the basket on the ground heavily, making a screeching sound, there were so many heavy objects in the basket, coupled with the influence of gravitational acceleration, the bottom of the equipment on a circle of several bamboo strips, eye-catching mouths were impressively listed.

"Wow! What a taste, so fragrant! None of the people present listened to Ye Feng's words, they twitched their noses, and they were all attracted by a fragrance that came from nowhere, and they looked around.

Ye Feng was also attracted by this smell, and he couldn't help but accelerate the secretion of salivary glands, causing saliva to fill the entire mouth. This taste is very familiar to him, and in later generations, he loved to eat a home-cooked dish - green pepper shredded pork!

That's right, it's the shredded green pepper meat, and when the rice is harvested, it is also the hottest season for those peppers that are planted. Ye Feng was trying to stir-fry a delicacy with chili peppers, but he didn't expect someone to take the lead.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, this must have been done by Chu Yun, he couldn't help but secretly say: "This girl, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, is quite good at caring about people!" Thinking of this, Ye Feng's heart suddenly felt a warmth that could not be given this summer. He came to the bottom of the shed where the tribe made a fire for cooking, and sure enough, he saw Chu Yun's beautiful figure.

"Haha, green pepper shredded pork, I like it the most, come on, come on, leave it to me here, Chu Yun, you take a rest first, how do you know that I like to eat this the most?" As he spoke, he snatched the wooden spatula in Chu Yun's hand and stir-fried it in the copper pot.

Chu Yun, who was busy by the stove, was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said, "I don't know you yet, you were talking about it when the peppers just sprouted." ”

Ye Feng had just shoveled the shredded meat into a clay pot, and when he heard the words, he said, "Did I say so?" ”

"Didn't you?"

"Forehead......" Ye Feng's old face turned red, as if he had indeed had this incident.

"You've been busy all morning today, hurry up and get some rest! I'll fry the dishes here," Seeing Ye Feng's embarrassment, Chu Yun covered his mouth and chuckled.

"I'm not going, it should be you going" Ye Feng refused.

"You're really not going?" Chu Yun raised her little white fist.

"I can't go, really, a girl's family, you can't be gentle!" Ye Feng carried his hands behind his back and chattered. Staggered out of the shed.

Chu Yun was like a victorious little rooster, raised his chin arrogantly, and said, "How can this goddess be so easy to bully!" Hum! ”

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly went back and forth, opened his mouth and said, "By the way, have the tribesmen made spicy food for them before?" ”

"No, what's wrong?" Chu Yun looked confused.

"So they're eating chili for the first time?"

Ye Feng's rhetorical question made Chu Yun react immediately: yes, the first time they ate chili, can he eat it?

To be continued