After talking to Wuyun, Wang Lang didn't know how much Wuyun listened, but at least he could understand that the use of slaves was not beneficial to the tribe, and as for the others, they were all guys who could just eat, and there was no such nonsense as Wuyun.

In the next few days, the tribe was very busy, and threshing more than 100 catties of millet was a very troublesome matter, and it took people several days to clean these ears of grain, and burned a large area of grass.

People miss the taste of millet porridge very much, and after the threshing is completed, people look at Wang Lang and want to take some out to satisfy their hunger, but Wang Lang refuses very simply.

These primitive millet, the yield is relatively low, and it is very extensive planting, the production capacity per mu is 100 catties, this more than 100 catties of seeds can only be planted more than a dozen acres of land, each seed is a very valuable wealth, the last time I ate more than a dozen catties made Wang Lang's heart ache, this time no matter how others asked, Wang Lang was unmoved.

Wang Lang ignored the sighs and sighs of the people, and led the people to carry the seeds to the edge of the burned wasteland.

"Lang, how do you grow this corn!" Solid Tooth asked.

"Just grab a handful and scatter it, and step the seed into the dirt with your foot." After Wang Lang finished speaking, he grabbed a handful of seeds, and no matter what spacing, he directly dispersed, walked over, and stepped the seeds exposed on the ground into the soft soil.

When the others saw that planting corn was so simple and rude, they didn't say anything, and began to sow seeds like Wang Lang, and a few children jumped up and down the seeds after the adults, as if they were playing a game.

This extensive planting method allows people to quickly plant more than a dozen acres of land, and there is not a single seed left in more than 100 catties.

After planting the corn, the people returned to their previous lives, catching prey, fishing on rafts, and passing through three months of peace and busyness.

During these three months, many live prey were caught, and in a corner of the tribe, several pens were erected and the prey they caught were kept in it.

The prey is small herbivores, the most numerous of which are deer, a few wild boars and a few sheep with horns.

Wang Lang from the day the millet was planted, began to carve orthography on the wall of the house, used to record the time, the growth of the millet is very good, although a little disorganized, but after more than three months, more than a dozen acres of land as far as the eye can see, everywhere there are golden ears of grain swaying in the wind.

The ripening of the millet also attracts a large flock of birds, in the face of these nasty guys, people can be said to have a headache, can only send people to take turns to drive these birds, as for herbivores, during this time due to the large number of people killed, many animals have avoided here far away, and will not come to spoil these crops.

After three months of study, the six people were able to communicate with others briefly, and after being able to communicate, Wang Lang gradually understood the general situation of this grassland.

According to them, this grassland is very vast, this is only the edge of the grassland, and there are many small human tribes living in the east, and as for the grassland near the swamp, there are only occasional tribes who migrate here, and these people are almost as civilized as the tribes before them.

The civilization of the steppe tribes developed at least one era slower than the forest tribes, and if the humans in the jungle were in the early Neolithic period, then the civilization level of the steppe tribes was only in the early Paleolithic period.

The IQ of these people is no problem, Wang Lang doesn't know what the reason for this huge gap is, but the civilization level of the grassland tribes is so low, this is very good news for Wang Lang, and it will be much easier to continue to annex these tribes in the future.

These six people didn't even have a name, because when they were found, they were being chased by moa, so Wang Lang let them have the surname Kong, because he was too lazy to choose a name for them, for the sake of simplicity and convenience, Wang Lang asked two men to be called Kong 1 and Kong 2, and the four women were Kong 3 to Kong 6.

In these three months, the tribe had two more wrestling competitions, the first time it was still Jianya who defeated everyone, but since he was already married, he naturally could not give him the right to pursue women, and as a reward, Wang Lang gave Jianya his most beloved tin dagger.

And last month's competition for a variety of reasons, Wang Lang did not let Jianya participate, this time the horn finally won, and became a husband and wife with a woman named Honghua in the tribe, and this woman also has a seven or eight-year-old child, Wang Lang doesn't know when the two hooked up.

After three months of waiting, it was finally harvest time.

Standing on the edge of the valley, Wang Lang touched Fanxing's bulging belly and said: "The work of harvesting the grain, we can do it, your task now is to give birth to the child safely, and I don't know what you are doing with you." ”

Fanxing smiled and said, "You said that this harvest is a very important event for our tribe, and we will also sacrifice to the gods, I don't want to miss this very sacred thing, and it is not interesting to stay in the tribe by myself." ”

"You can look here, but you can't work in the fields, remember?" Wang Lang said solemnly.

Fanxing pursed his lips and said, "Remember, you've been with me many times since the morning, how can you not remember." ”

Wang Lang snorted lightly and ignored the stars, turned to the people and said loudly: "The gods have guided us here, so that we can find corn, so that we can have food to eat, and our children can grow up healthy, today is the day of corn harvest, in order to thank the gods for their gifts, we will offer our sacrifices to the gods." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Lang looked at Jianya and said, "Bring sacrifices!" ”

Jianya swallowed a mouthful of saliva and led a deer to Wang Lang.

The deer did not realize that death was coming, and lowered its head and leisurely ate the grass under its feet.

Wang Lang took a tin dagger, walked to the deer's side, and gently stroked the deer's soft fur.

"What a poor deer! Your death is valuable, your death will witness the rise of a tribe, if there is an afterlife, don't be a deer anymore, don't hate me, go all the way! Wang Lang simply overtook this deer in his heart.

Closing his eyes, he cut the neck of the deer at once, the blood spurted red the grass, the artery was cut, the deer struggled violently, but it didn't take long for it to lie on the ground and convulse, and gradually lost its breath.

Wang Lang put the deer on the edge of the field, and led his people to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the heavens, everyone's expressions were very solemn and serious, this matter was second only to survival for them.

"God, offering you a sacrifice today, please bless our tribe with sufficient food and health." After Wang Lang finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the sky and said some respectful words to the gods, and the whole sacrificial process was over.

After everyone stood up, Wang Lang said, "The gods will receive the soul of this deer, and they will definitely bless our tribe, now we will start harvesting corn, and tonight we will eat corn venison porridge!" ”

The crowd immediately cheered and ran into the field to harvest ears of grain frantically, and millet porridge was the best motivation for them.

Since there is no plough to turn the soil, Wang Lang does not plan to cut the straw, although the straw has many uses, but these things are not used by the tribe for the time being, it is better to save some effort, burn it with fire, and use it as fertilizer for the next season.