The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the grass river flows from the west to the east, the boat floats downstream, and the people on the boat leave a back to the people under the sun.

The slanting sun dragged its long tail and reflected it on the verdant autumn river, shattered by the ripples of wood pulp.

The women on the shore should be singing songs to the fishing men on the river, looking at the nets thrown in the dim twilight.

The stone pendant sank underwater with a conical net, forming a huge ring.

The men on the boat tightened the ropes, gathered the pendants underneath, and shouted to catch the net to the boat. Sometimes there were too many, and when the net was pulled, the boat shook a little.

The ten leaders who had never seen a real fishing net looked at the picture frozen in the sunset, a little obsessed. This scene of sunset, green water, fishing, and singing late has a temptation for these people who have eaten enough acorns.

I can't tell how many fish I caught, but I can guess a lot from the way I pull the net and bend over.

"That's the net?"

"Yes, that's the real web."

The leaders waited for the first boat to come to shore, and hurried over, and several large fish were constantly jumping and churning in the boat, opening and closing their round mouths, and their tail fins fluttering continuously.

It's much better than rounding up in a cold river, and now you're going to cramp soon after you get to the river. Although the hook can catch big catfish, it is not very efficient and is far less convenient than a fishing net.

They thought that if they had such nets, they would at least eat a little less acorns.

But when they saw the nets with their own eyes, the chiefs were disappointed, and they could not learn them because they had no twine.

The twine was very thin, at least much thinner and lighter than the ropes of bark fibres, and it was impossible to make such a net with bark ropes.

"Ken, we want to change this net. Use...... With acorns. ”

One of the leaders was a little embarrassed to say what he could exchange, and his voice was already faint by the time he reached the back.

Jian Chen shook his head and said, "We don't like to eat acorns. Besides, there is not much twine now, and the net is only these. But so be it, you can use it when we don't use it, but just give us some of the fish we catch each time. ”

The leader was overjoyed, she already knew Jian Chen's style, and thought for a moment and said, "We'll give you one catty if we catch ten catties of fish." ”

Jian Chen turned around and asked the clansmen, and the clansmen agreed, so the lease deal was completed.

A few light and strong followed the boat to learn how to throw a net, how to pull the rope, although the people above are not skilled, but because there are many fish in the autumn, but also because they have not been caught, the harvest is still good.

Chen Jian estimated that the first goods that his handicraft industry could sell were fishing nets, which was already well advertised.

After selling the nets, the rest of the tribes will have a lot of fish, and there will be something to exchange for consumption, and their own tribes can save time for fishing and do other things, always keeping their tribes slightly higher than the rest of the tribes, and also ensuring that the rest of the tribes have enough surplus products for exchange.

As a celebration of the "first" fishing nets, the rest of the tribe was invited to drink fresh fish soup for dinner, and the main dish was acorn cake, which tasted acceptable.

In particular, some sun-dried coriander was added, which added a bit of flavor to the fish soup, and these people discussed what they were going to do tomorrow, chatting with each other around the fire, killing time.

A few caught red crucian carp were thrown into the lotus pond, which is not too cold in winter, as long as you pay attention to the ice and breathe, these fish will not die.

There are already a lot of red fish in the lotus pond, and they often wander together, which is very beautiful, and the children often throw some food.

Over time, even if he spits, those red fish will come around, and Yu Qian'er will say every time he sees it: "Red fish are so stupid." ”

The redfish in the pool were indeed stupid, but the woman who used to be called Redfish was very smart, and she was eating her own dinner with several women, only the fish soup and no fish.

Twelve of them were locked up in the house spinning thread, and their quota had just been fulfilled today, and they were not yet qualified to eat fish.

In fact, these twelve women spin the thread at the slowest speed of all the female slaves, they do not have this talent, the unkempt twine needs to be gently stretched and retracted by hand, and if it is not mastered well, it will break, and if it is broken, it will take time to continue, which is very troublesome.

After the female slaves learned to spin, they were divided into four groups according to the speed of spinning, each group was a small room, and there was little contact between them.

Redfish was also among the twelve women who spun the slowest thread, but she knew that if she was to spin for her lover or children, she could spin several times more thread a day.

She tries to slow down as much as possible because she is smart.

It took two months from the time she put the stone in her mouth to understand what these people were saying, but she still pretended not to understand - every sacrifice that inherited the wisdom of the tribe must be wise.

Because he was smart, he discovered Jian Chen's cunning.

She found that Jian Chen would be grouped according to the speed at which these people spin their threads. The women in the other rooms must have had a lot of daily quotas, but they got the same amount of food as they did.

Correspondingly, the excess amount of fish to be spun is also higher.

So it took her seven days to learn how to spin, and then it took half a month to keep her spinning speed at an extremely slow level.

A few days ago, I heard that some of my former clansmen deliberately smashed the spinning wheel, and some men deliberately broke their bones when they were cultivating the land.

In the eyes of those people, these tools are the root of all evil. I used to have an easy life without these tools, but since the appearance of these evil tools, everything has changed, and I have to use these tools every day.

If there were no bones, they wouldn't need to dig into the ground; If there were no spinning wheels, they wouldn't need to spin threads; If there were no stone mortars, they wouldn't have smashed acorns......

Naturally, those clansmen were smoked by rattans, and Redfish felt that they were stupid, and it was not their tools that were sinful, but their own identities. What if you smash a tool? There was no other outcome than being beaten or dying.

Besides, she loved these tools that seemed magical and ingenious to her, and if her tribe had them, life would not be the same.

In the past two months, she has seen so many things with her eyes, so many things that shocked her, and she even wanted to ask Jian why these tools work the way they do.

When she first spun the yarn in groups, she made the right choice from what she heard with her ears and what she guessed.

Now she can spin the thread every day in half a day, and the rest of the time is spent thinking, or staring at the spinning wheel to see why, guessing what the potter's wheel she has not seen with her own eyes is, will it be similar to this spinning wheel?

Every day was quiet, and she could think quietly, as in the tribe.

The rift caused by the last "whistleblower" incident has not yet been repaired, and they dare not speak, for fear that the whistleblower will be around them.

But Redfish had looked closely and found that there could be no whistleblower among the twelve, and she trusted her instincts and her own judgment.

These twelve people are babbling and learning a new language every day, and this kind of thing can be said casually without being beaten.

When the food is delivered, the people outside will ask them what the meal is, and they can only eat by name.

There are not many meals, and if you don't overdo it, you won't be too full, and it seems that this is also carefully calculated.

Hongyu drank the last mouthful of fish soup, and felt that the person named Jian was really a little scary, as if he had turned everything into one, two, three, four, five, as meticulous as five fingers plus five fingers equals ten, and there was no other possibility at all.

After eating, the people wanted to continue spinning by the dim light of the fire, and strive to be able to eat fish tomorrow, and their speed had increased a lot these days.

But just as they were about to start spinning, they heard a voice that shocked and familiar them!

It was the Red Fish, their former rituals, who were whispering to them in the language of their former tribe.

"Don't spin so fast, stop, don't spin today. Go to bed. ”

The men were about to ask something, but Redfish stopped them. Out of trust for a long time, they obediently put down the spinning wheel in their hands and lay down on the couch covered with hay.

Redfish stood up and placed the stone that had been in his mouth on the straw curtain of the door. If someone comes in, they will make a noise, even if they quietly open the curtains to come in.

The women were amazed, and the red fish whispered, "Don't spin too much." The more we spin, the more we will be able to eat fish every day, and we will always be able to eat fish once in a few days, not that we can eat fish every day if we spin fast. ”

They didn't quite understand what it meant, but Redfish explained, and it dawned on them.

"We spin so much every day, even if we spin fast, we still only spin so much. You can eat fish a little faster every three days. ”

"This man named Ken is cunning, like a fox."

"yes, much more cunning than I am. Otherwise, they would have turned over the ground in our village. ”

"But we won't turn the ground."

"If we win, we will. But we can't win, because they have enough food and more time to learn how to fight, and we are still hunting. ”

Several women sighed and said, "I miss the child, I haven't seen it for a long time." Don't know how they're okay? Actually, it's a bit tiring here, but at least there's something to eat every day. But...... But every day, like the sun, always rises and sets. Even when the sun is still covered by dark clouds, and when the rainbow hangs obliquely, we are like the sun at noon every day, forever. ”

The women with children were crying, they hadn't seen their children for two months, they just knew they were alive.

But living like this, will these children not be the same as themselves in the future? Every day is repeated, and every day the work to be done increases.

Redfish nudged them a little irritably and said, "Don't cry, at least they're alive." ”

"Redfish, is there anything you can do?"

"Nope. We can't run. Sleep, there's only so much I can do, let's do less. Listen to me in the future, let you spin more, spin more, and take your time if you don't spin more. ”

The men sighed, looked at the closed window, and couldn't sleep.

The window could be pushed open, but no one dared.

They hope that one day, they will be able to open the window if they want; If you want to push the door open, push it open...... That's all it takes.

They didn't know it was freedom, but they began to envy the birds outside the window.