When the apricots turned half red, the birds on the island welcomed new neighbors.

Fortunately, these hairless and flightless neighbors do not bother their lives, except for a few pesky wolf cubs who are always drooling at the cliffs that cannot be climbed, and there is not much to be wary of, so they should eat and sleep, and by the way, they throw guano on the heads of those wolf cubs, and they are frightened to run their heads down.

This was the first day that Chen Jian and his people came downstream, and they temporarily stationed on Luo Island.

Jian Chen told his people not to eat snails from the river, and made up a disgusting and terrifying story that frightened the children who were picking up snails by the river and hurried back to their tribesmen.

The snail looks like a snail, but it looks like a husky and a wolf, and if you make a mistake, there will be a big problem.

The yellow-skinned and black-eyed race was very weak in their resistance to schistosomiasis, and until Chen Jian crossed over, schistosomiasis was still rampant in some places in the south of the Yangtze River. Nowadays, we can only prevent it in advance, and there is no way, not eating snails is the only prevention that can be done now.

The children didn't dare to pick up the snails, so they told the adults the story, so they talked about the color change of the snails. Originally, an aunt figured out the conch head shape by herself, and she was so frightened that she quickly loosened the braid and put it back into the braid.

In addition to the snails, Chen Jian did not allow his people to hunt birds here. Because there is still feces for others, I can only silently go to be a shovel officer.

The children, who did not dare to go near the river to pick up snails, had to run around the island with wolf cubs, dodobirds and geese, leaving only the pigs in the crowd.

A simple pigsty was inserted from a branch, and the women first gently tickled the sows with small sticks so that they became familiar with the presence of people, and then switched to their hands, so that they could approach and eat in their hands.

Of course, Jian Chen will not settle the village here. Just until the house is built, a natural moat can effectively keep those carnivores at bay.

There are still more than ten days before the inter-tribal gathering, and this tribal gathering is also extremely important. There are too many things to do, and Chen Jian realizes that the population is too small and stretched.

With the addition of Song and the others, the tribe now has one hundred and thirteen people. Thirty-four were young men, forty-eight were women, and the rest were either disabled or elderly children.

There are so many things that you have to sort out a charter.

First of all, burn pottery, burn more pottery.

Chen Jian wanted to give these pottery to other tribes when the tribe gathered. In order to develop the concept of trade and commodities, there must be sufficient productivity and surplus goods, and what is there to exchange for when food was a problem for the tribe before?

Even the bones are broken and eaten to eat the bone marrow, and the bone residue is replaced?

He wanted to make the rest of the tribe think that the cat might as well come out to farm in the ravine and blend in with his own tribe. The basic plate of the future is counting on the 100 people under his hands now, which will not work.

The first batch of pottery was not expected to be exchanged for anything from other tribes, but it was necessary to let other tribes know about the existence of pottery and the possibility of another way of life.

There is a surplus of supplies, there is a trade. There is a trade, and Tao Cai is not just a vessel used by a clan, but an exchange that can be exchanged for something else. If other tribes want to have surpluses, they must integrate into a new settled life, and eventually merge into large tribes linked to each other.

In addition to this, he had to build a number of houses.

Not only because it is not good for the tribe to live in the open air on Luo Island, but also because he wants to create a "Potemkin Village" as a model in the eyes of other tribes.

At that time, Potemkin, Catherina's lover, in order to please the queen and let foreign envoys see the richness of his country, built a number of model villages on the Queen's inspection of the frontier river.

Cattle and sheep are everywhere, everyone is peaceful, the yellow hair hangs down and is happy, and the cooking smoke is fragrant.

The only drawback is that the cattle and sheep people are the same in each village...... Even in order to catch up with the queen's speed, he did not hesitate to ride to the next village immediately after the performance, and lay on the grass in sheepskin.

Now Jian Chen doesn't have to worry about being called a show, after all, it is real progress, but it is not easy to make a prototype of a village in ten days.

There was nothing, no saws, no chisels, no earthen baskets, not even hoes.

Everything has to start from scratch, and the people are full of energy, and they also need to keep their eyes on the appearance of a new home in order to maintain their passion for a long time.

The clansmen have become accustomed to the new division of labor, no longer according to the habit of age and gender, but by Chen Jian to make unified arrangements.

The wolf skin led more than a dozen people to hunt and fish, and Chen Jian told the wolf skin to dig deep pits and traps after the hunt was completed every day to see if he could catch live creatures.

The child was also assigned by Chen Jian to pick pigweed and catch insects and grasshoppers, but he was not allowed to stay too far away from the adults.

A dozen people were arranged for Cousin Acorn to fire a few new potter's wheels today, with a slight change in style.

After saying what he wanted on the ground, the acorn didn't understand it halfway, but he also made it with mud cakes according to Chen Jian's meaning.

The rest had been taken by him to the north bank of the Grass River, where he had chosen a place to settle down.

On the north bank of the river there is a cliff that extends to the north with a slope that joins a small hill through which a small river flows.

The small hill is about 500 meters from the river bank, and the terrain is high, even if it is flooded, it is a good place to settle down.

The most primitive houses have a distinctive regional character. In the previous life, the tribal groups in the Yangtze River basin were planted with wooden stakes in the ground to form a half-attic-like building. One is moisture-proof, the other is snake-proof, and the third can be used as a kennel below.

However, Chen Jian estimated his own construction level and rejected the plan. Wooden houses may seem simple, but in fact they are far more troublesome than stone buildings, especially after the appearance of the pinnacle of tenon and tenon structures, which developed structural mechanics to the pinnacle of classicism.

The only downside is ...... By the time all civilizations jumped up and began to tear apart whose ancestors were wide, wooden buildings were either burned or decayed, and when they were torn, they were not as good as stone.

The house he can build now can only be built in the most earthy way. As for the wonders that have been passed down through the ages, it is better to wait for future generations, and they do not have that level of architecture.

Roughly enclosed with a rope on the flat hillside a rectangle about six meters long and three meters wide, the first house was intended to be built against the northern slope of the cliff.

Half of the men dug a hole with a bone rake, told them that it didn't need to go too deep, and found a one-foot-long stick as a ruler.

The rest of the people went to the top of the cliff and threw hard stones like granite and obsidian down the cliff.

This is the original method of making stone tools, from the broken stones to pick out suitable stone grinding tools, everything depends on luck, theoretically enough to smash enough, you can fall out of anything you want.

Stone tools are not born and have no holes, they are tied to wood by rope and rattan.

The sound of ping-pong stones falling to the ground lasted all morning, and in the afternoon, I went to the bottom of the cliff to find stone chips suitable for stone tools, and after preparing more than 100 pieces, I changed shifts with the people digging the foundation.

The next day, the potter's wheel was assembled, and this time a simple nitrate leather was used as a transmission belt, which was much stronger than the rope.

Compared to the previous potter's wheel, this time it looks a little strange. The original clay plate did not have a support column underneath, but was replaced by a vertical long axis.

Chen Jian told the crowd that it was not used to make pottery, but to punch holes in stones.

After Chen Jian assembled it and inserted a wooden stick in the potter's wheel, the clansmen became even more suspicious. Can a stick punch a hole in a stone?

I chose a stone that looked like a hoe, gently smashed a small depression where I wanted to drill a hole, fixed it to the ground, and inserted the stick from the potter's wheel into the groove.

The clansmen watched curiously, and Chen Jian asked people to shake the driving wheel on the other side of the belt, and found a clay pot filled with fine sand and water, and let Yu Qian'er carry it, and continuously sent the fine sand to the place where the stone and the wooden stick touched.

The person on the opposite side quickly shook the wheel, driving the wooden stick to rotate rapidly.

Of course, it is impossible to grind the stone out of holes with wooden sticks, but this sand does. The delicate quartz sand has a very high hardness, not to mention this broken stone, even the jade with extremely high hardness can make holes, otherwise in the case of no alloy drill bit in ancient times, how did it form a magnificent jade culture?

The squeaky sound was a little sour, and the people who listened to it were like eating a sour apricot.

Whenever the fine sand is ground up, Yu Qian'er pours water to wash out the sand powder and replace it with new fine sand.

After shaking for two hours, the stone flakes were finally pierced by the scourge of fine sand and wooden sticks, and Jian Chen felt that his arms were as sore as noodles, and the work done in these two hours was not a problem to boil a pot of boiling water.

When they took out the drilled stone hoe and showed it to the people, the clansmen touched the smooth grooves with threads with their hands, and looked at the round holes with their eyes, and were amazed.

Wood, can you really pierce stones?

Jian Chen moved his sore arm and said, "In a group of three, take turns shaking the potter's wheel." Grind through a stone before going to sleep, wake up others before going to bed, and continue grinding. ”

After arranging for the vigil and the team to grind the stones alternately, he grinded another piece before he went to sleep.

In the early morning of the third day, the creaking sound continued, and more than forty pierced stones were placed on the ground, and many people also woke up early, looking at these new stone tools over and over again, and couldn't put them down.

The tribe had never seen a stone tool with holes, not even of any other tribe.

Even though they hadn't seen it before, they could think of how convenient it was to have stone tools that could be punched.

Jian Chen didn't have the heart to sigh, counted the remaining food, and told the wolf skin that he didn't have to go hunting today. Gather all the men together, and take advantage of the early morning to cut down a lot of branches as hoe handles, and insert them into round holes and jam them with wooden wedges.

The women were not idle, except for the cooks, they were all called by Chen Jian to go to the river to cut willow branches and transport them back in birch bark boats.

As soon as breakfast was over, more than a dozen birch bark boats arrived at the north bank of Luodao, bringing a burst of noise to this ancient land, which had never been so lively here.

Chen Jian chose a hollow near the dug foundation, and asked the men to dig there with hoes and bones, telling them how deep and deep they could dig, pile the dirt together, and dig until there were stones.

He himself led the women to weave wicker baskets, and dozens of people sat in the sun, exchanging experiences with each other.

Jian Chen's craftsmanship is actually very poor, so he can only grope with everyone, and when he finds the trick, his fingers can't keep up with the speed of others.

I made one up myself in the morning, and the shape was miserable, and the only thing that was stronger than my aunt and cousin was that he made up two ears for easy carrying.

On this morning, three stone hoes and one bone hoe were broken.

The harvest was piles of dirt, man-deep pits, more than sixty wicker baskets, and blood blisters on the hands of men and blood on the fingertips of women.

It's just that everyone's face is full of excitement, this is using their hands to create their own new life, and some people even feel that the clansmen have the power to make the sky tremble.

You see, wasn't the originally flat place dug a big pit by the tribesmen? Didn't your useless branches become wicker baskets in your hands?

The large earth pit more than one person deep, which was originally created only by the great power of nature, was created by the clansmen with their hands.

For Chen Jian's story, the clansmen are even more convinced - talent is the chief of all things, the soul of Pangu, and whether it is the terroir, thunder and lightning, it is just the body......

Because those forces that were once envied and that could only be looked up to are no longer difficult to touch.

Since you can dig a pit, can you dig a river as long as there are enough people? You can even pile up a mountain! You can make the trunk of the tree a bow and the branches of the tree into a basket, and in the future, you can also let the animal run in front of you and reach it by yourself?

The tribesmen drank warm salt water and thought about stories that they had never dared to imagine before, but they felt that it did not seem to be out of reach.

It's just that in Jian Chen's opinion, this is just a small dirt pit, not even enough to scratch the two claws of the excavator in his previous life......