The war was over, and the guests of Zhongzhou had no reason to stay. They originally came this time under the banner of aiding the Banpo dolphin, but except for helping to stand on the post for a night on the first night before the war, they didn't catch any money about the war. And their unsightly plans, not to mention. Therefore, when they came, it can be described as a beautiful scenery, and when they go back, they look a little gray.

Although they didn't help with the war, Banpo didn't treat them badly. The Zhongzhou people who assisted Banpo Dolphin this time each received a well-made armor, a set of swords and shields, and a cart of exquisite bronze utensils and glass products, which could be regarded as a return gift to them.

This is the last time Banpo dolphin has given a gift to the Yan people in Zhongzhou. The purpose of Banpo Dolphin's return to the Holy Flame has been achieved, and there is no need to slap the Zhongzhou Yan clan's ass. In the future, if they wanted bronze objects, they would have to exchange them for something of equal value.

After presiding over the send-off ceremony in front of the sacred fire, the fat witch returned to his house without the slightest intention of going out to see him off. As a result, the heavy responsibility of sending off guests fell on Qingshan and Tang Ge.

In other words, the relationship between Tang Ge and Shaolei has indeed eased a lot after Qingguo's mediation. The simple Shao Lei felt that since everyone belonged to the same line of the Yan clan, they were brothers, and he really had to treat Tang Ge as a brother, but Tang Ge, as a middle-aged old ghost with complex psychology, couldn't be as open-minded as Shao Lei, but he did regard Shao Lei as a good friend who could get along. So, Shaolei was about to leave, and he had to send him off in person.

"Tang Ge, I'm leaving. After this separation, I don't know when we will meet again. The parting was imminent, Shao Lei was a little sad, took Tang Ge's hand and reluctantly confessed to Tang Ge.

In these years, it is normal for two good men to hold hands and hug, and even sleep in a bed at night, but Tang Ge was disgusted by this kind of affectionate behavior, so he withdrew his hand without a trace, and said lightly: "As long as you have a heart, you will always be able to see you again." ”

Shao Lei pursed his lips, nodded, and said, "In your words, we don't know each other anymore." To be honest, I never dreamed that I would be able to meet such an amazing brother as you when I came back to the wasteland! To be honest, I've never really served anyone when I'm so big, but now, I really admire you! Being able to get to know you is the biggest takeaway from my trip to the wasteland! ”

"I don't want to pee on my shoes...... Ahh Master, I am a god-given god, and there are many people who admire me, and I am not missing you. So, you still treat me as a brother, okay, I won't say anything else, the road is safe, come to the wasteland when you have time, maybe when you come next time, we will have a big change in Banpo dolphin. Tang Ge said perfunctorily.

"Brother Shaolei! Don't forget me! Qingguo sprinkled horse urine on the side.

Shaolei's eye sockets were also a little red, patted Qingguo's shoulder, and said with emotion: "Don't worry!" No one can forget you! You are also my good brother of Shaolei! ”

The mortality rate is outrageously high in these years, and relatives and friends are separated once, maybe the other party will never see each other again, so when parting, the more affectionate the "confession", the more it can reflect their mood. But Tang Ge really couldn't stand the same dialogue as saying a bunch of "love words" to a big man, but out of politeness, he could only try to be perfunctory, thinking about sending them away quickly.

In addition to Tang Ge's side, there were also other clansmen who were saying goodbye to the Yan brothers. These people are generally older, and the ones who are about to parting are their childhood playmates who have not seen each other for many years, I thought that they would not meet in this life, but after the dramatic meeting, they ushered in another farewell, so there are those who howl and cry, and there are more people who hug each other, the atmosphere can be described as extremely sad, but Tang Ge is a freak, in such an environment, he only feels boredom.

In fact, it was not only Tang Ge who was bored, but also Chief Jiang Li.

Even if you are reluctant, there will be a time to part, so after Tang Ge suffered a lot, the team of the Yan clan in Zhongzhou finally set off. Jiang Litie blushed, riding a bighorn deer at the front of the team, and he didn't want to look at the carloads of precious goods in the team, because he felt panicked on his face.

When he set off, he was so high-spirited, just thinking that with these warriors, they could easily plot the secret of Banpo dolphin's production of bronze and glass, who would have thought, not only did they not get the production method of bronze and glass, but they didn't even have to fight. Throughout the war, they became idle spectators, and did not play any role other than witnessing the strength of the Banpo dolphin.

Eat other people's food, drink other people's food, and try to rob other people's. As a result, after being delayed for so long, except for a few truckloads of goods, nothing was left behind, and there was no need for others to say it, Jiang Li felt ashamed when he thought about it. He had already begun to have a headache about how to face the cynicism of the other tribal chiefs when he returned.

After waving goodbye to Shaolei for the last time, Tang Ge kept staring at Jiang Li's back.

"Shennong, the leader of the tribe surnamed Jiang, is the king of Huode, so he is called Emperor Yan. It tastes a hundred herbs, teaches farming, grows grains, sets up a market, makes pottery, opens wax sacrifices, treats hemp for cloth, cuts cloth for clothes, makes five-stringed pianos for music, becomes a ritual, cuts bamboo and wood for bows, and subdues the Quartet, which is actually a generation of holy kings and the first ancestor of Chinese humanities. Looking at Jiang Li's back, Tang Ge muttered in a voice that could only be heard by himself: "Is the surname Jiang gaining power?" This world can't be that world, so with me, you don't want to think! ”

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A bloody war proves the glory and destination that Banpo dolphins have been longing for, but after the war, there is another great harvest waiting for them.

The first grain planted is ripe.

At first, the Banpo dolphins didn't care too much about planting, they once thought that planting was just a child's game played by young witches, but when they saw with their own eyes that a small bag of seeds turned into a green experimental field, they finally understood what a magical thing farming is.

I can't say they're stupid, it's just that they've never been exposed to it, so they've never thought about it.

From the moment the seeds broke through the ground and germinated, the experimental field became the object of attention of all the tribesmen. Every day, there are people who do weeding and fertilizing by themselves, cultivating loose soil, especially the mute, who are eager to eat and live in the fields, and observing the growth of crops every day has become his greatest joy. Even if the tribesmen came to their senses and cultivated a large area of land and planted all the crops they could find, the work of this experimental field was never touched by slaves.

A small experimental field embodies the expectations of the tribe who don't know how many people. It is precisely because of this that after the experimental field was destroyed by the Zhongzhou people, the dumb man burst out and hurt people, and the fat witch refused to treat the injured, and even directly let people give him a happy incident.

The experimental field is gone, but after all, it is only a symbolic existence, there are still large fields outside the tribe, and now, the Banpo dolphin has finally ushered in a bumper harvest.

The first to be planted, and the first to ripen, was wheat.

Wheat is not the most expensive crop in this era, but it is the most familiar and important thing for Tang Ge. As a northerner, Tang Ge was almost raised by wheat and corn, but now that there is no corn, wheat has become the strategic material that Tang Ge attaches the most importance to.

Maybe people in this world pay more attention to higher-yield crops such as sorghum, millet, and beans, but Tang Ge, who has seen countless pastries, knows that this kind of crop that is difficult to hull and does not taste good can completely raise countless people and survive from generation to generation.

The wheat waves are golden and tumbling with the wind.

A wheat field that is not too big, surrounded by dense clansmen.

The Fat Witch put on his wizard's suit again, cut a handful of ears of wheat with his own hands and threw them into the sacred fire, and then the drums sounded, and the harvest began like a sacred ceremony.

A row of people carefully walked in the wheat waves, the largest ears, the fullest grains of wheat into the skin of the body, these ears of wheat will be used as the best quality seeds, planted in the future test field, this is also the current domestication of plants, the only way to select and cultivate excellent grain varieties.

After this group of people, another group of people bent down, holding golden sickles, and began to harvest the rest of the wheat one by one, carefully throughout the whole process, trying not to lose a grain of wheat.

The harvested grain was put into the leather bag separately, Tang Ge originally said to use the car, but the clansmen did not do it, in their opinion, at this sacred moment, it was unpiety to the ancestors to use the car to please the trick instead of carrying it themselves. Tang Ge smiled after hearing this, surprisingly there was no sarcasm, but let the clansmen do it according to their temperament.

There are a lot of skins, as long as there are adult clansmen, each of them has one. When these people were like pilgrimages, lining up in a long line, carrying the harvested wheat step by step to the sturdy, smooth threshing floor, Tang Ge even had a feeling of tears in his eyes.

There are very few wheat seeds that can be bought, so there are really not many wheat planted by Banpo dolphins, and everyone works together to threshing and raising ashes, and the work is completed in half a day. All that's left is to spread it out on clean hides to dry, and watch out for birds and finches pecking at it, as long as the wind and rain invade.

It took seven days of exposure to the scorching sun before the wheat was dry. Tang Ge took a small bag, grinded it into flour on the grinding disc that had been prepared a long time ago, supervised it personally, and made it all into noodles. The rest of the seeds need to be kept well, and all of them should be used as seeds.

This portion of flour is really very small, and all the clansmen have to share it, which is only enough for one chopstick per person. And because it is new wheat, the taste and quality of the flour made are also very bad, and the color is still black and black, but the people cherish it.

The Fat Witch once again put on his wizard's suit, knelt down in front of the altar of the sacred fire, and gave a long prayer with tears streaming down his face, and then each of his tribe was given a bowl of bone broth made of a large number of meat and bones and a large number of rare birds. The bowl is large, there is a lot of meat, and there is very little noodles.

Many older people cry when they eat noodles, and young people may not understand the meaning of this bowl of noodles, but these older people feel a lot. The most intuitive point is that with this food, there is no need to risk your life to hunt again.

Rain or wind, heat or cold, hunting and gathering are the most important things in the tribe. People can only live by eating, but for a bite to eat, I don't know how many people have lost their lives.

When a hunting team goes out, maybe a heavy rain, it will be drowned in the torrent, not to mention that they have to go over the mountains and mountains to find prey, fight with fierce beasts, and compete with the seasons, the basis of a tribe's survival is to find enough food for their own people. Without food, even if there is more gold and glass, what is the use? You don't see how many prey fall on the migration road every autumn hunt, and how many hunters die from the trampling of beasts.

It's all about one word: eat!

Now, Banpo dolphins finally don't have to risk the lives of their people in exchange for food. Although the current crops are not enough to do this, they have seen hope.

With hope, happy days are not far off.

As a result, the people of the tribe were more motivated.