The slippery mutton fat soap washed away the plaster that had accumulated on the people for years, and clumps of foam floated on the river.

There is no need to explain anything about combing the bun, the people already have a basic aesthetic, as evidenced by the various bone pendants around their necks.

Soon, the braided hair became the most primitive hairstyle of the clan, and finally a woman learned to look at her reflection on the water.

After boiling the grease soap, it has been used cleanly, and there is still a lot of alkali left in the plant ash, and it needs to be stirred continuously for three or four hours to boil it once.

Combing his hair, Jian Chen felt that he had a bit of a sense of civilized society, and he couldn't complain that the master of later generations had such a great feeling for the left side of the hair.

People gathered on the shore, waiting for their hair to dry, and the appearance of Jian Chen subtly changed the people, usually at this time the men had gone out to hunt, and now even if they can't catch the prey, they can still fish.

When everyone gathered, Jian Chen walked to the crowd and signaled that there was something to discuss.

Any major event must be done with the consent of the clansmen, and this primitive custom will continue for a long time.

Rights have always been derived from obligations, and when you need to rely on your clan to survive, the clan naturally has the right to agree and veto.

In the memory of the previous life, until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this habit still existed. In "Zuo Biography", there are seven or eight places about the interference of the Chinese in national affairs, even if you are the king, without the consent of the people, you will end up fleeing in a hurry.

In essence, it is simply a question of the cost of repression and the right to obligation.

After a long period of feudal society, the vast majority of people at the bottom of society had only obligations. And to regain political power, it will have to wait until the advent of the industrial age - the proliferation of guns has led to an increase in the cost of repression, and the need for people from the bottom to fill the trenches - so those who were not "human" in the first place have become people.

Nowadays, all survival depends on the people, and even the old grandmother has only the right to make suggestions and not the right to decide, unless the food is abundant enough to support the surplus without the need for common labor, can the concept of rule be supported.

The people were accustomed to tribal deliberations, chatting and laughing there, while the underage children followed Yu Qian'er to learn to count, staring at the lumps of maple syrup in the bowl.

Jian Chen shouted loudly: "I want to change things today. The hunt doesn't have to be manpower anymore, so you only need to go to eight people. ”

A few people who didn't quite understand what eight was, asked the person next to them, and someone gave an explanation with their fingers.

The hunting these days has been very easy, especially after the wolf skin came up with the idea of adding animal teeth and bone spurs to feather arrows, and yesterday I fired some pottery arrowheads, and the effect should be better.

There was no objection and everyone agreed.

"What do the rest do?"

"Let the men and women go together to collect and dig up the rhizomes with the bones. It's the same with fishing, where men and women go together. ”

The women also agreed that the tubers were usually dug with stones little by little, but now the fern roots can be eaten, and the men use the bones much faster.

In the past, it required patience, little by little, and most men did not have this patience. Now that we know that the fern root is edible, there is no need to look everywhere if you dig it, and men can give full play to their strength advantage.

Several people looked at the potter's wheel in the distance and asked, "The bowl is not enough, two were broken yesterday, who will burn the pottery bowl?" ”

Jian Chen motioned for everyone to go over with him to have a look, and people gathered around the potter's wheel, their eyes were full of curiosity, and they couldn't figure out how this thing could make pottery, and many people couldn't wait.

A person rotated on the driving wheel, the rope drove the potter's wheel to rotate, and Chen Jian put a piece of mixed mud on the potter's wheel, so that the person who shook the potter's wheel sped up.

The mud swirls with the potter's wheel, resting his hands on the clay, occasionally dipping his hands in a little water from the jar.

The rapidly spinning mud was lightly touched by the fingers, and the mouth immediately opened on it, the walls became thinner and thinner, and when the hand was retracted upward, it became a small jar on the top.

The clansmen's eyes widened, they couldn't believe that the curvature of this jar was almost perfect, and for the clansmen with primitive aesthetics, symmetry and uniformity were beauty, which was much better than pinching it out by hand!

Chen Jian was pinching the pottery there, but he somehow thought of the classic scene in the ghost love, but unfortunately there was no beautiful girl pinching the pottery there......

The constant exclamations of drinking woke him up, and when Jian Chen looked up, he saw that all the clansmen were stunned.

An elegantly curved clay pot is presented in front of everyone, which is by no means pinched by both hands, and the speed is much faster.

This time, they didn't tremble and dare not touch the bow and arrow as they did when they first appeared. On the contrary, the people of the clan are eager to try it themselves.

"Then let's all come, see who learns fast, who will pinch it."

"Okay."

People agree with this statement, after all, everything belongs to everyone, of course, you have to choose the best one.

Jian Chen grabbed a handful of grass, wiped his hands, and stood behind the first person who came up, wrapping his hands around his arms and telling him what to do.

Pottery requires a little talent, and the uncle who rushed up first obviously didn't have this talent.

He is a good hunter, but his hands are as hard as stones, and the clay bowl he pinches out is not as good as those pinched by hand, which is simply unsightly.

There was a burst of laughter below, and the uncle helplessly ducked to the side, but still took the strange thing he had pinched, which could hardly be called a bowl, and decided to burn it.

I tried a few people in a row, but either my hands were too hard, or I didn't dare to start, and the laughter kept coming.

It wasn't until the wolf's skin was pinched that the clansman's laughter changed tone, and his hand was held so low that he pinched out a "mushroom" that was small at the bottom and large at the top.

The people below did not laugh, but were a little solemn, Chen Jian thought it would be very embarrassing, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

Reproduction and survival are the most basic needs of human beings, and they are also the guarantee of human conquest of nature in the barbaric era. There was a widespread fertility cult in this era, especially some female pottery statues, many with exaggerated breasts and buttocks. The former alludes to breastfeeding, while the latter refers to the human fear of dystocia.

People are getting smarter, and babies are getting bigger and bigger, but luckily people don't have horns.

This unintentional work was preserved, and it was fired at night as a kind of spiritual sustenance, similar to the shrine of later generations.

After the episode, it took more than half a circle, and it was finally a cousin named Acorn who pinched it unsatisfactorily.

Although it was not too good, Chen Jian found that the other party was very perceptive, and he could take the initiative to use his hands to strengthen the mud tire in a thick place, but the difference was only proficiency.

The eyes of the clansmen were also bright, and when Cousin Acorn finished pinching, the clansmen shouted his name one after another, and Acorn's face showed a strange light, and they were very happy that the clansmen could hand over this matter to themselves.

The two people with wounds in the legs were left to turn the potter's wheel and replace each other for rest, and everyone agreed. The two of them are also very happy, they are no longer wasters, but can contribute to the race.

Cousin Acorn tried a few times, and gradually became proficient, and the pottery he kneaded became more and more sleek, and the speed was faster and more perfect than that of all the people of the tribe who had kneaded it by hand a few days ago.

It is not known whether the clansmen have envy, joy, or perhaps other emotions.

The social division of labor is inevitable, in the past it was according to gender and age, but now it is divided according to each person's strengths, which is a trivial matter, and there is no great disagreement among the people, and the power of inertia is terrifying.

After saying the two things, Jian Chen was about to talk about the third most important thing.

"I'm going to take some people to see from afar, leaving some people at home and coming back when the moon is full."

He shouted loudly, and the crowd that was originally chaotic suddenly became even more agitated, not understanding what Jian Chen meant.

"I'm going to find more food."

"But...... The people have never been separated! ”

"yes, what should I do if I encounter a beast?"

"There should be no separation, except for migration."

Of course, there was opposition, this was inevitable, even though Chen Jian used bows and arrows and pottery to pave the way, but this kind of proposal that violated common sense was still opposed by everyone, it was a habit of living in a group to conquer nature, and it was difficult for the people to imagine a separate life.

It is more about the horror of the unknown, this fear has always remained in the hearts of human beings, and the nostalgia is only because of the unknown of the future, and change will inevitably bring the unknown.

But there are also many people who support Chen Jian, and the wolf skin shouts loudly: "I want to eat more!" Ken must be right! ”

"Yes, think bows and arrows and pottery!"

The clansmen shouted as much as they could, trying to convince others with the loudest voice, and whoever had the loudest voice would be justified.

The voice became louder and louder, Chen Jian took two clay pots from his side and shouted: "Everyone picks up a stone, and those who agree with me are still in this jar, and those who disagree are thrown into that jar." ”

After speaking, he picked up a stone himself and threw it into the jar of consent, the clansmen are not resistant to this kind of thing, many things need to be discussed by the clansmen, there was no jar in the past, it relied on the voice, but the essence is the same.

So the people picked up the stones and threw them into the jars of agreement or disapproval.

"Old grandmother?"

The old grandmother stood there and said, "I'm going to think again." ”

Jian Chen nodded, and when all the clansmen had finished throwing stones, he called all the clansmen to take out one from the jar that agreed, and then take out another one from the one that disagreed, and throw it outside.

Everyone is staring at the jar, counting the stones, and those who can't count can only watch.

However, the result is always surprising, when Jian Chen took out the last stone, both jars were empty at the same time!

He couldn't help but smile helplessly, the power of habit is too great, and he is too anxious, maybe the effect will be completely different in a year, but time is running out, he doesn't want to wait any longer.

All eyes are on the old grandmother, and in the current situation, her opinion will be decisive.

The old grandmother looked at everything in front of her, and her heart was hesitant.

His grandson's performance these days has brought too many changes to the clan, there is more food, and there is pottery.

But even so, if it fails, the result will be unacceptable for the community, and those who went out will all come back? What to do if you encounter a beast? What to do if you fall into a swamp? What should I do if I am washed away by water? What should I do if I get lost? What should I do if I am attacked by other clans?

There might be a better outcome, but the other possibility is too costly for her to choose.

The head of the clan has no privileges at this time, and all she has to think about is the continuation of the clan, so she must not be careless.

The eyes of the crowd were fixed on her, and she recalled the events of the past few days, looked at the bow and arrow behind her son's back, the clay bowl in her daughter's hand, and finally walked to the clay pot and placed the stone in the jar of consent.

Those who supported Jian Chen screamed, and those who disagreed stopped discussing it and accepted the result.

Chen Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but as expected, he was still too anxious.

Fortunately, the old grandmother supported him at the last minute, otherwise he would have had to wait a long time and do a few more things to convince his people.

Just as he was about to discuss with the crowd who would go and who would stay, a wolf cry was heard in the distance, and the children immediately ran into the crowd, and the men stood outside, watching nervously into the distance.

A wolf limped near the crowd, wailing at the crowd, its front paws covered with blood, quite anxious.

This is one of the wolves near the cave, they used to be so close to the crowd, what is the matter today?