In these days of waiting for the next mid-month break, the clansmen did everything as usual, and everything was working according to the work set for the first half of the month.

Every day, the land is increasing, and from a distance, it looks like a few black snakes rolling in the grass. First one, gradually there were brothers, and finally they were densely connected.

At noon, the village drums will sound, and the people digging in the fields will hear it, talking and carrying various stone tools to their homes.

Everything in the clansmen is normal and can no longer be normal, but Jian Chen has done two things that are abnormal in the eyes of the clansmen in the past few days.

First it's a small thing, then it's a big thing.

The trivial thing is that one day before dinner, Chen Jian found two bark vines and connected them between the pillars of the two rows of houses.

At first, the tribesmen thought it was used to hang salted fish and bacon, but it was too tall and too thin, and it was obviously not.

So he asked Jian Chen, who said that he wanted to see these swallows that made their nests under the eaves and stopped on those two lines in the evening.

What Jian Chen said would always come true, and on the day he pulled up the two ropes, the nests of black swallows stood on them and chirped.

The tribesmen gradually got used to the black bird, and apart from the occasional bird droppings that landed on people's heads, there was nothing wrong with it, let alone a little more life, and they liked it very much, and warned the children not to poke the swallow's nest.

The seven little wolf cubs like these little swallows even more, because there are often test flight swallows that fall on the ground because of their fledgling wings and become their snacks, so they always like to look up at the swallows above their heads.

At this time, Jian Chen, like those wolf cubs, stared at the two ropes above his head in a daze, thinking that it would take thousands of years for the ropes on them to become copper wires wrapped in insulating skin.

Many common things are quietly changing people's lives, but people often don't notice. For example, the swallow that likes to stand on the line, and the whistling sound after the north wind blows in winter, which is a unique scale in the electric age, because there is a wire to have the sound of the wind in winter.

The clansmen looked at Chen Jian who was stunned curiously, not knowing why these swallows were so attractive to him, and they didn't know why he was whistling, which sounded like a cold wind blowing.

If this incident counts as strange, what happened the next day is even stranger.

The peach moon is very hot, and the seeds of many plants have matured, and most of the plants here can survive the winter without freezing to death, and there are mature plants when the grass is yellow and autumn frost is not needed.

Since Jian Chen said that he wanted to plant, the tribesmen felt that they should spare a day to pick the seeds of those plants.

Chen Jian refused, saying that he would wait a while to pick.

The tribesmen told Jian Chen that after a period of full maturity, the seeds of those plants would fall to the ground and would be difficult to find.

Jian Chen nodded and said that he knew it himself, so he had to wait.

There are a lot of raw crops available in the area, and the weather may still be slightly cold, so there are no plants such as corn, and even if they are redistributed, they will have to obey natural law. However, there are still wild wheat, sorghum, beans, peas, etc., which are plants that can be cultivated in the future.

It's really because these plants can be cultivated in the future, so he doesn't let his people pick them now.

There is only one reason why plants produce seeds, and that is to reproduce offspring, never for the convenience of human consumption. What is convenient for people to eat is the result of human choice.

For example, wild wheat, normal wild wheat will fall off the ears when they are ripe, because only in this way can the seeds fall to the ground, germinate and continue the bloodline.

Those wheat ears that do not fall off after maturity are actually genetic mutation disabilities.

Because if the ears of wheat do not fall off, the wheat will sprout on the ears of wheat after the rain, and they will not reach the soil, and the teeth will eventually be sunburned to death.

The problem is that the kind of wild wheat that has no mutation or disability is not suitable for cultivation at all, and once the ears of wheat are ripe and fall off, do they let the tribesmen go all over the ground to pick up the wheat grains?

There are also peas, the reason why there is the story of the pea shooter is because "normal" peas, when ripe, will explode pods and bounce off like BB bombs.

Only in this way can the children and grandchildren reproduce on the earth, otherwise it will be difficult to dry out in the pods for the winter, and eventually it will be stuffy in it and become moldy and inactive.

The peas that people grow, from the point of view of peas, are abnormal peas, because they do not burst pods when they are ripe, so they are easy to harvest.

If you treat the domestication of plants as a fairy tale, you will probably be an angel.

Pea's mother has many children, and they will leave their mother's arms when they grow up, except for a younger brother and sister who was born sick, they were born without feet, so they can't leave their mother's arms even when they grow up.

Mother Pea looked at these children with pity, knowing that when she grew old, these children who had no one to take care of her would also grow old with her. But she had no choice but to watch the children cry. Until one day, the angel's hand reached out and took away these children who couldn't do without their mother, and Mother Pea finally let go of her last thoughts and grew old. Those children, too, were stripped of their outer shackles by these hands, buried in the arms of Mother Earth, and began a new journey.

Until much later, the children who were saved by the angels could look at their older brothers and sisters with a look of disdain and tell them, "Look! You are not as round as I am, not as big as I am, not as many knots as I am. ”

The brothers and sisters said aggrievedly that they would burst the pods, but they were asked by these once weakest brothers and sisters: "However, there is no use for eggs, if I don't burst the pods, I will not be all over the world?" What about you? How much bloodline is left in this world? ”

Chen Jian speculated that the story of domesticated plants is probably like this: from a human point of view, peas that do not burst pods are good peas, and wheat that does not shed ears is good wheat.

Since he wants to plant, Chen Jian naturally wants to find these defective products in the plant world as seeds, the probability of this mutation is extremely high, and he does not have to worry about the quantity. He didn't plan to plant the ones collected by the rest of the tribes, but was going to use them to make wine and do a great thing.

After more than half a month, the normal seeds will fall off, and this is the time to collect those seeds that do not burst pods and do not fall off. I can't plant so much land and pout my ass and lie down in the ditch to pick up beans.

The clansmen only thought that Jian Chen didn't want to waste a day, so he didn't feel strange at this time, anyway, he could exchange with other tribes.

It wasn't until Jian Chen said another thing, and after combining it with this matter, it finally became extremely strange.

Jian Chen looked at the arrangements for the next day, and said to everyone: "Let's spare a day tomorrow, let's go mow the grass." ”

That night, Chen Jian made some nitrated skins, compared the general shape of his hands, cut them with stones, and then glued the upper and lower layers with fish maw glue to make a simple pair of gloves, and asked each of the clansmen to make a pair, saying that it was to prepare for tomorrow's mowing.

"What kind of grass are you going to mow?"

"Sting grass."

Jian Chen said the answer with a smile, and saw the wolf skin on the side subconsciously covering his buttocks. The last time he went to pull poop in the field, he grabbed a handful of stinging grass as a cleaning tool, but the clansmen who were a hundred paces away heard his wail, and walked with his legs crossed all afternoon.

Stinging grass is nettle, or scorpion grass, which is a very aggressive and tenacious plant. The tribesmen called the grass the stinging grass after the wolfskin wailed, because the wolfskin said it was like being stung in the ass by a swarm of bees.

Nettle is very widely distributed, there are traces of them everywhere in the whole temperate zone, it looks nothing special, but the small hair on it is poisonous, it is really sour and unbearable, and there are also calls it stinging hemp.

But this kind of grass tastes delicious after being scalded with boiling water, pigs and sheep love to eat it, and it is a kind of hemp, a kind of hemp that can be spun.

In the memories of the previous life, the most famous story about nettles is the story of wild swans: the stepmother turned all eleven of Princess Elisa's brothers into swans, and the princess was inspired to make eleven clothes for her brothers with nettles, so that the curse could be lifted, so Alyssa used her hands to weave nettles that made men feel painful, and finally made her brothers become princes again.

The next day, when the tribesmen were wearing gloves in one hand and waving stone sickles or nettles with their hands in the other, Yu Qian'er followed Jian Chen and heard the story.

Naturally, there were no queens, witches, bishops, and the swans became geese. This transliterated name of Alyssa was also changed by Chen Jian, and Alyssa should mean a smiling and smiling girl in Old Northern Chinese.

The clan did not have the habit of using expressions as their names, and Jian Chen thought of the word "smile without teeth", so Princess Alyssa became a girl called Incisors, and he felt that he still believed in Yada in translation.

In fact, the people have not seen the door, and of course there is no such thing as a front tooth. But the front tooth is not something that comes after the door, there will always be a different name, so the story can be told in a way that the people can understand.

This is the first fairy tale that Yu Qian'er has heard, and the story is not a twist and turn, and it sounds particularly good to people who have just escaped from the wilderness.

It's just that Yu Qian'er didn't think of the indomitability and resistance contained in it, but looked at those nettles with envy.

For a long time, she felt that she was very envious of the girl called Incisors, really envious.

If one day my brother is also turned into a little goose, he will definitely be the same as the girl called the front teeth, not to mention braiding nettles, even thorns can bear it himself.

As if to prove it, she took off her gloves, grabbed a flowering, hairy nettle with her hand, and clenched her teeth silently, for the sound of the story would have been killed by lightning.

The tingling and itching sensation came from the palm of her hand, and Yu Qian'er didn't let go of her hand, she didn't know what she thought, and flattened her mouth.

It's not because it's painful, but because she thinks her brother is so powerful, how can someone turn him into a goose? Although he can endure so much suffering for his brother like his front teeth, my brother may never know.

I don't know why, she is a little jealous of the girl called the front teeth, at least she has the opportunity to let her brother himself make more painful choices for them, she is afraid that she will never have this chance, because her brother will not be so stupid and turned into a goose.

So she let go of her hand angrily, pouting a little aggrievedly, unhappy.