What did Hua do with the person in the end, Chen Jian didn't know. The clansmen only discussed it for a few days, and then they didn't care about it anymore.

In their opinion, it is good to be alive and getting better and better.

The land is about to be cleared, the hemp is almost ready, the doors and windows are not done, and there are too few bees...... Where is the time to think about what will happen after you die?

The death of those five scouts also changed the mentality of the clansmen a lot, since they could easily defeat them, and they could also grab the horned deer, of course, they were no longer afraid.

Even while working, some people even fantasize about taking the people of that tribe and letting them bend over and hoe the ground here, and sit under the trees to enjoy the shade, and only need to scare them with bows and arrows.

The people have more and more work to do, many of which they had not seen a few months ago, and their lives have been changed by these many tasks.

For example, a few nests of bees have now made a home in the village, and a few small willow trees have been transplanted dozens of steps before the honeycomb, and the women are not afraid of stinging, and will always lift the lid of the beehive from time to time to see if there is much honey inside.

Another example is to set up a grass hut for the three-horned deer to protect them from the rain, and they also need someone to feed them grass, and wait until they are familiar with it before they can go out to graze, Chen Jian used a handful of salt and boiled tuber beans to make the three-horned deer give up reserve.

Everything is quietly changing, the little wolf cubs are getting bigger and bigger, the geese and geese are beginning to lose their fluff and grow gray-white feathers, and the gourd in the corner of the wall has fallen white flowers and drooped one by one.

Some of the women of the clan began to retch, and the tribesmen celebrated the beginning of a new life and prayed for the protection of their ancestors. Jian Chen opened a jar of vinegar that had been brewed for nearly two months, which gave those women who didn't like to eat an appetite.

Soon after, the village welcomed a second group of visitors, this time with more people, and because of the fish, they could exchange more things, and they would not normally be willing to take out the seeds at this time.

The experience of the Birch and the people used the trade to spread throughout the neighboring tribes, those closer to the Birch tribe were a little frightened, and those who were a little farther away were less urgent.

So the things exchanged were also different, panicked to change the punched stone axes, bows and arrows, not urgent to change the clay pots, or these carried things to exchange for pottery rings for later use.

Those panicked tribes wanted to go back early, but in the end, they were left behind by Chen Jian for a long time.

He had his people prepare enough hooks to line up by the river to show off his new skills in front of these outsiders.

Originally, the people of those tribes had little interest in such a small-looking thing, and even doubted that they could really get fish.

But after a while, their jaws fell, and Jian Chen used grubs and dragonflies as bait to get a big fish weighing seven or eight pounds, and he couldn't close it with his mouth open.

This kind of stuck hook can only catch big fish, and small fish will escape because their mouths are too small.

The people of those tribes were amazed to see the big fish that was constantly being caught, and the little thing that was disdainful was now a good thing, and they kept touching it with their hands, wanting to ask how to use it.

This time, before they came, the clan had already discussed changing something that they thought could be exchanged, because the people at home had no idea what would be there, and it seemed that everything in that tribe was good.

Someone offered to exchange more ears of wheat or pods, but Jian Chen refused, teaching all the tribes how to use the hook.

But there is one condition, after a month and a half, each tribe will send at least seven or eight light men to the village, and there is no need to bring food, Chen Jian will provide them with food, and it will take them ten days at most to let them go back.

The people of these tribes thought about it for a moment and thought it was a good deal. With this hook, your clan can have more fish, which is far more important than a few baskets of wheat ear pods and the like. After a month and a half, the acorns were not yet ripe, and it did not prevent them from going back to the mountains to pick up acorns.

The old grandmother and the stone came forward and swore an oath to the people of the fourteen tribes, and after they had obtained the hook and how to use it, they all said that they would come when the time came, and they would be the best hunters and the strongest people in the tribe.

And the few tribes close to the west were even more prepared to let more light and strong people come, and they guessed that Jian Chen was preparing to fight that terrible tribe.

Seven men from each of the fourteen tribes are counted, which is at least a hundred people, and it should be no problem to use them to protect the flanks and be responsible for the transportation of baggage.

Jian Chen knew his ability to fight, and he would not be complacent just because five of the forty people were killed. Since you want to fight, then do everything you can, and it is always good to have more people.

Anyway, the food of his own tribe is enough, and there are a lot of things to eat at the turn of summer and autumn, and there are more than 100 people who can fully bear it.

After the oath, the men departed, wanting to bring back the various things they had exchanged to the delight of their people.

Chen Jian and the people looked at the ears of wheat and pods that had been piled together, as well as the rest, most of which had been picked before they were fully ripe, and were now dried and somewhat shriveled.

Since then, the tribesmen have had an extra job, which is to get the seeds out of these ear pods. In the past, it was always peeled by hand, but this time Chen Jian made a flail.

Make a flat piece of land, step on it, and pile the pods and the like on top of it, and drive away the birds and geese that are eyeing each other.

I found two sticks, one long and one short, and connected them together with ropes, like nunchucks. With a swing of the long pole, the short stick will fall down, smashing the dry pods or ears of wheat into the ground in one fell swoop.

Of course, the man did the work, and the women carefully swept up the beans and wheat with small brooms made of twigs and grass, and carefully piled up even if only a few dozen of them were left outside.

Yu Qian'er was about to be driven crazy by this work, the broom could not be swept so cleanly, and the green-white beans were so conspicuous on the ground, every time the flail was smashed, there would be crumbling beans, and she hurriedly swept them into a pile......

Chen Jian smiled and watched Yu Qian'er running around there, and said that obsessive-compulsive disorder is really not suitable for watching wheat, if this is planted in the future, will it be difficult to pick up all the rest of the land?

The clansmen watched as the pods that had been peeled off by hand split one by one, and their mouths were like the pods.

Chen Jian said that there is no need to queue up today, he wants to cook a dinner for the clan, which can be regarded as a celebration of the next time the apricot yellow will have more life in the clan.

People are laughing even more, it doesn't matter if they stand in line or not, they're used to it anyway. But the things made by Chen Jian are very delicious, there were no clay pots and bowls in the past, these things were directly smashed and eaten raw, I don't know what kind of taste these things will taste when eaten this time.

Chen Jian wanted to let these people see hope, see what kind of life the land they watered with sweat would bring them, so that they could be tired and happy at the same time.

Since it was time to celebrate, it was the first time that a tribesman had killed a sheep from the sheepfold, and it was a great feeling to have it at his fingertips.

Everyone was busy, the fire was rising, and on the clay pot shelf, the woman had some peas, grains of wheat, or some other seed, and gently smashed the bran with a stone, revealing a little of the white inside.

The husk of wheat was thick, and it was difficult to eat and not digest, but now there was no stone mill or mill to make flour.

"When you have time, it's time to get a stone mill, at least until you can eat dumplings in winter......"

This is his favorite food, and it is also his favorite custom, in the era when there was no grinding stone, even if these plants were domesticated, they would have to eat wheat grains and rice and other foods for a long time.

It's inevitable to eat cereal tonight, but since it's a celebration, it has to be a little different.

Cut lamb and green onions are tossed into clay pots, and various condiments can be found to cook into a white soup, and grains such as wheat, peas, and sorghum are put into it, and a layer of tubers is spread on top.

Several large clay pots made a gurgling sound together, and the enticing aroma came from inside, and the tribesmen couldn't help twitching their noses, and someone had already taken the clay pot to fetch water, and everything was ready.

The staple food is rice, there must always be vegetables, get a few big fish, several women cut them together, use a sharp stone knife to make slices, do not need to cook, just eat raw.

The mustard greens grown in the cabbage are not yet ripe and cannot be eaten, but there are alternatives.

"The Book of Rites" once said: Ure, spring onions, summer mustard. The ancients also took precautions against the problem of parasites, "they can't eat the sauce", and garlic and onions can curb the parasites inside.

Mash the green onion and garlic foam, pour a spoonful of sour apricot vinegar, add a little salt and a little maple sugar, it is considered to be a good sauce, less spicy, more sweet and sour.

The celebratory dinner simply began, with the children crunching and chewing on the charred pot at the bottom of the clay pot, showing off their good teeth; The old people ate another pot that was similar to porridge with deliberately added more water, and touched the taste inside with their incorruptible teeth, and was full of praise.

"Jian, you said that the land we opened, will you be able to eat like this every day in the future?"

The clansmen felt that they would definitely be able to, but they still hoped that Jian Chen would say it in person, so that they could feel more at ease.

"Yes, when the apricots are yellow again, we can eat like this every day."

Hearing the affirmative reply, the clansmen all laughed, touched the calluses on their hands, and felt that the fatigue of these days was worth it. Isn't living just to eat better?

Someone pointed to the unbroken ear pods and said, "We can eat it now." That's enough for us to eat for a few days, and I want to eat it every day. ”

Jian Chen shook his head and said, "These can't be eaten, I want to use them." ”

"What is it for?"

He took out a small, thin ear of wheat with only ten grains of wheat and said, "I want to have more seeds on it, and now there are ten grains, and one day there may be twenty grains in one ear." ”