When people were getting carried away from eating, Wang Lang took a torch, a bowl of millet porridge, and a few pieces of barbecue, and walked to the two men who were tied.

Although Wang Lang said that he would not give them food today, Wang Lang did not want to kill them, in this era, a little illness may kill a person, Wang Lang felt that it was enough to let them know the consequences of making a mistake.

The two men who were beaten violently and tied to the wall for a day, at the moment their lips were chapped and their throats were thirsty as if they were burning, seeing Wang Lang's arrival, the two people who were originally weak and almost fainted suddenly came to their senses and shouted at Wang Lang, if the angry eyes could kill people, Wang Lang estimated that he had died tens of thousands of times.

Ignoring their roars, Wang Lang walked up to them, stuck his torch on the ground, and shook the food in front of their eyes.

The two hungry men, smelling the fragrance of food, unconsciously followed Wang Lang's hand and swallowed their saliva laboriously.

Wang Lang pointed to the two people, then put the food to his mouth, made a gesture to eat, looked at the two people with a smile, and said, "Do you want to eat?" ”

The two people watched Wang Lang's actions with wide eyes, understood what Wang Lang meant, and nodded busily.

But Wang Lang did not give them the food, but put the food on the ground, made a few movements to cut down trees, and pointed to the food on the ground.

Such a simple action, if modern people are sure to immediately understand what it means, but for these primitive people who can't even make stone tools, they can't understand what Wang Lang is doing at all.

Seeing that Wang Lang brought food and didn't give it to them, this made them very angry, and their tied bodies began to struggle violently.

Wang Lang didn't expect them to be so stupid, so he scratched his head helplessly, took off the stone axe on his waist, and waved it at the two of them a few times, which frightened the two of them into silence immediately.

Seeing that they were no longer struggling, Wang Lang touched his chin and paced back and forth, thinking about how to make them understand what he meant.

The language barrier is very troublesome to communicate, and after thinking about it for a long time, Wang Lang didn't come up with any good way.

In desperation, Wang Lang had no choice but to continue to express his meaning with actions.

Seeing that the two of them were staring at themselves with wide eyes, Wang Lang pointed to the grove outside the wall, and the two people turned their heads to look in the direction that Wang Lang pointed.

Wang Lang looked at their angry appearance, and knew that they were scolding themselves, but Wang Lang didn't care, with their poor language, swearing words were nothing more than cursing how they would be after death, this level of swear words was almost lethal to modern people who had experienced all kinds of swear words on the Internet, not to mention that Wang Lang couldn't understand their words.

Wang Lang looked at them with a smile, pointed to the grove again, then made a few slashing movements, and pointed to the food on the ground.

After repeating this seven or eight times, the two people seemed to understand what Wang Lang meant, talked to each other for a few words, and shook their heads at Wang Lang again and again, but their eyes were staring at the food on the ground from time to time.

Seeing that they did not agree to exchange labor for food, Wang Lang said helplessly: "Since this is the case, then I will take the things away." ”

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the food and turned to leave.

When the two saw that Wang Lang was leaving, they immediately became anxious and shouted at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang turned around, looked at the two of them with a smile, shook the food in his hand, pointed to the woods, and said, "If you want to eat, you have to work." ”

The two people who were already hungry with their chests against their backs couldn't manage so much at the moment, just cut down the trees, and it was much better to be tired than to be beaten and hungry.

The two people who had figured it out nodded at Wang Lang again and again, and looked at the food in Wang Lang's hand.

Wang Lang sighed and said to himself: "It's not over like this." ”

The torches planted in the ground had long since been extinguished, and only a faint green smoke drifted into the air.

By the moonlight, Wang Lang fed the food to the two people, the tribe who can't even drill wood to make fire, barbecue meat is a rare delicacy for them, not to mention this millet bacon porridge, this meal makes the two of them feel as if they are in heaven, and the previous abuse in exchange for this meal, both of them feel that it is worth it.

After the two finished eating, Wang Lang asked them to get them down, tied their hands and feet and threw them on the ground, after all, they still had to work tomorrow, if they stood and slept all night, even an iron man would not be able to stay up.

After four or five days of hard work, Wang Lang and his team successfully cut down this grove and piled up the wood like a hill.

Three rafts were made out of woven straw ropes, a portion of wood of about the same thickness.

These straw ropes are not durable, and it is easy to rot when soaked in water for a long time, so they have to be replaced every once in a while.

After the raft was ready, Wang Lang asked Wuyun to lead the team and took six men and three women to the other side of the grain field to collect ears of grain.

After the lesson of some time ago, those two men knew that only obedient work can eat food, these days they are very honest, as the saying goes, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, after feeling the tribal life, let them live the previous kind of life of Ru Mao and blood They are unacceptable.

The two of them were also among the people who gathered the ears of grain.

The three-meter-old moa people only ate meat, and the skin that plucked out the feathers was plucked off and made into pockets, plus other bags in the tribe, Wang Lang estimated that the three rafts could at least bring back more than 100 catties of seeds at a time, and for people without sickles, this work was estimated to take several days to complete.

The yield of these primitive millets is far inferior to the countless improved varieties of the other world, Wang Lang calculates according to about ten catties of grain per acre, and optimistically estimates that each acre of land can harvest two or three hundred catties, and the yield of intensive cultivation may be better, but with the current situation of the tribe, slash-and-burn cultivation is the best choice.

Taking advantage of the time when some people were collecting ears of grain, Wang Lang led the rest of the people to cut the weeds with stone knives, intending to clear out a firebreak.

After two busy days, Wang Lang and they finally cleared out the more than 100-meter-long firebreak, people held torches, and set fire on both sides of the rectangular area surrounded by the firebreak at the same time, the dry weeds were soon ignited, and the rolling heat wave came to the surface, and the scurrying flames occasionally ignited the grass roots that were cut over, and the people who patrolled around immediately ran over to extinguish the fire in time after seeing it.