The start wasn't as hard as the Tiger thought. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info use a shovel hoe to level the land, and the efficiency seems to be amazing in this era. Such a mundane thing as leveling the land attracted many onlookers.

Some people used to be familiar with Bihu, and after chatting with Bihu, they asked Bihu what was in his hand, but Bihu wanted to wait for the house to be built to give everyone a big shock, and didn't want to say it first, which made many people itch and unbearable.

There was no clay pot prepared on the road, and an iron pot was used to boil medicine. The tiger exorcist has been following for so long, and he has basically learned this kind of thing.

When everyone saw the strange vessel with the fragrance of medicine, they were shocked and amazed. I wanted to go over and see it more clearly, but the tiger exorcist lying next to me and the tiger driver with tusks tied to his chin made them afraid to approach.

The land was originally relatively flat, and it didn't take much longer to shovel away the rocks on the ground, dig up the grass and trees, and probably dig out the ditch. Earlier than the tiger saw the sky, and drove a short way out. Then prepare firewood and ask the onlookers to invite the elders of the tribe to come over.

When he was about to go down the mountain, Wang Chuan Zhuangniu came back surrounded by a group of people from the Huaiya Division. There are simply too many prey for seven reindeer. If it weren't for the baby elephant and the little rhinoceros, the twenty or thirty people probably wouldn't be able to move back, even if the baby elephant and the little rhinoceros each carried half a head, the others would have a hard time carrying it, so they walked very slowly.

These people who came back with their prey on their backs saw the tiger with a completely different attitude than the others. When they saw Bihu, instead of a sense of distance, they had a kind of eagerness to worship.

When these people happily dispersed with venison on their backs, Bihu asked Wang Chuan, "What have you done?" ”

Wang Chuan pointed to his strong bow and said, "I told them that you did it." ”

The child who followed also said, "We killed five deer, five!" ”

Than the tiger suddenly.

Wang Chuan said: "If you can't become the leader all of a sudden, you can first ask them for 200 subordinates." You said you would make a bow and ask them for help, and they should be willing. There are people under you, after building a house in the next few days, you can burn a batch of pottery first and show them your ability. Then take advantage of the warm weather to plant some ground, boil fish gelatin, make bows, and train them briefly. I'll go back and get to know the surroundings and give you a development outline. When the time comes, it's time for me to go. If it goes well over there, I'll still walk here in the fall, you give me some people and I'll take them back to teach, and by the way, I will find the way to keep trading with you. ”

Bihu said: "There doesn't seem to be anything to trade here." ”

Wang Chuan said: "I have some ideas, let's see in a few days." I really can't post it to you first. Who told me to make these people a people? ”

Wang Chuan peeled a deer before dark, fried a little for a few of his own people and ate it indiscriminately, cut the rest into large pieces, boiled water in two iron pots, put the looted yam and kudzu root here, and stewed it directly in a pot. There are no spices or anything, and a handful of salt is estimated to have sent these people away.

The child who followed the hunt was left by Wang Chuan, and gave him half a bowl of fried venison with a spare pottery bowl, and the child directly licked the bowl with his hand. Wang Chuan asked him if it was delicious, Bihu was translating beside him, and the child nodded violently. Wang Chuan asked him what it tasted like, and the child was confused. The lack of words and Zhu Bajie's eating of ginseng fruit are probably like this.

This child doesn't have a name yet, there is a crooked mouthed mother, he is called crooked mouth, Wang Chuan waved his hand, and gave him a big name, called Da Mao.

The child is very clever, and after staying with Wang Chuan for a long time, he can actually understand most of Wang Chuan's gestures. When they came back, the children pulled a lot of grass, and he helped divide the jerky. Wang Chuan fished a piece of meat from the pot, hugged him with a leaf and asked him to take it back to his mother, and that's it for today. Tomorrow let the other children pull the weeds again, or he will divide the meat.

Da Mao ran away happily with the meat, and soon after he left, the guests invited by Bihu arrived one after another.

The harvest of seven reindeer was enough for each of the people of Huaiyabu to have meat to eat. The Huaiyabu would concentrate on distributing meat once a day before dark, so the news of the return of the tiger and the creation of a strong bow to bring a good harvest soon became known to everyone. When the meat was divided, a group of hunters who witnessed Wang Chuan's strong cattle hunting were even more honored, and they touted the strength of the bow and arrow made by the tiger, and how to chase and kill five reindeer with the strength of the two.

The people divided the meat and dispersed, and they all talked about the tiger that Bihu had brought back, the bow that Bihu had made, and the harvest that Bihu had brought and his previous achievements. This makes many people think that maybe it is better to be the leader than the tiger. Behold, the bows made by others are better than others.

The Huaiya tribe has developed to the current scale, and the hierarchy is stricter than that of ordinary tribes. Lun Chang has not yet appeared, but for the elderly and those with high merit, they are all crowned by the elderly, and they also have more say in decision-making.

The news of Bihu's return to the tribe was known to almost everyone when it was dark. Hearing that Bihu was going to invite everyone to dinner, they were a little puzzled. The meat of the tribe is basically evenly divided, and it is rare to invite people to eat, but in order to see the bow made by the tiger, they still came one after another, and more than fifty people came at once.

These people are basically people who are no younger than the tiger, relying on old age and meritorious service to the tribe, and they are like uncles when they come. Seeing that the iron pot was full of puzzlement, but he couldn't show his timidity, he reached out and fished the meat into the pot, and he was almost not scalded to death. When you open your mouth, you have to look at the bow, and if you don't open your eyes after taking the bow, it's a criticism. Staring at the beasts that were squeezed aside, he asked why Bihu didn't kill the tiger and eat the elephant?

The bowl was not enough, Wang Chuan Zhuangniu was unwilling to contribute his bowl, Bihu used his own bowl to fill a bowl of broth for the gods, removed the fire under the pot, handed the long-handled spoon to the person who was in a hurry to eat meat, and gathered around the pot to eat slowly.

For criticism or something, he smiled and accepted it more than the tiger, and did not reply. The bows of the Huaiya Department were made by these people. Wang Chuan had seen their bows in the afternoon, using boxwood as the body, ox horns as the fetus, fitting the animal tendons, and tying them with silk. In this era, it is basically the limit of bow making. It is said that it takes half a year to collect materials for these bows, and it takes ten days and a half months for the best craftsmen of the tribe to make one. The bow of the river tribe is glued with tendon and horn wood and fish glue, and the tung oil on the outside is moisture-proof, and it is completely integrated when you get it in your hand, and you basically can't see what material it is. These people squirt as soon as they open their mouths, just looking for a sense of presence.

The strong bull was afraid that they would come and make a move on the beasts, so he held a big knife between the beasts and the humans, and looked at these people with a sneer. These people pointed at these beasts and shouted at the tigers, obviously there was nothing good to say. If it weren't for the people of Bihu, he would have cut off the man's head. Who would dare to try these mounts?

The strong ox grew taller and stronger than the tiger, and as soon as he stood here, those people took a look at it and did not dare to look any more here. It's just that the wild man who doesn't know where to get it is so ignorant that he guards his beast at night and doesn't eat it.

The witch drank the broth in his bowl and looked more complicated than the tiger. He thought that what Bihu said was to learn to tame beasts, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He was old and well-informed, and knew that some tribes had the ability to tame beasts, but in his opinion it was laborious and impractical, and it was of little use.

The pawn took a spoon and stirred the soup in the pot so hard that it almost broke the pot. He originally wanted Bihu to live outside first, and slowly moved the gods and witches to squeeze Bihu out, who would have thought that in less than half a day, Bihu would make a harvest of several deer, so that the short-sighted people of the tribe would be grateful to him?

The two pots of broth were gone in a blink of an eye under the stirring of dozens of people. Someone else couldn't help but look at the baby elephant. Wang Chuan had no choice but to refill the pot with water and throw some meat down to cook.

While waiting for the meat to be cooked, the bow was passed to the witch, who looked at it by the firelight for a long time and opened his mouth: "Hu'er, I remember that you didn't know how to make a bow when you went out." ”

Bihu said: "At that time, I was young, and I really didn't learn, I learned this in the River Tribe." ”

The god witch said: "This bow looks like it has horns and wood, how can it look like this?" ”

Bihu said: "There is a kind of wood in the south, called sycamore, and the seeds can be squeezed for oil, which is what it looks like after being coated with tung oil. This tung oil can prevent water immersion corrosion, so that the bow body will stay longer without breakage. "Fish gelatin and other things can also be obtained here, and Bihu will not be hidden.

The god witch said: "This tung oil is indeed a good thing. How long does it take to prepare for such a bow? How long does it take to make a bow? How much can you do alone? We don't have this sycamore here, can we still do it? ”

Bihu said: "In the River Tribe, there are different people to prepare materials, and there are always them. We don't have tung oil on our side, so we can trade it for other items. As long as the materials are all ready, give me a few manpower, and we can produce two eights in a month, and three eights will not be a problem. ”

"!" As soon as Bihu's voice fell, the pawn had already jumped up, "You said that a few people can do two eights or three eights in a month, this is nonsense." I ask you, don't you have to cut wood for these bows? No need to grind corners? Even if you use the best ivory knife, you won't be able to cut a twenty-eight bow in a month. Grinding horns, you don't want to find seven or eight in a month. Such nonsense cannot be a member of my tribe, and tomorrow you will leave us immediately. ”

The words of the pawn made a lot of sense, which made many people nod their heads. How much time and thought it takes to cut a long wooden stick into a suitable shape with stone and bone tools, they all know how much time and thought it takes. If you grind the tough horns into the right bow tires, it will be even more time-consuming and laborious. Bihu said that a few people will produce two bows and arrows in the number of eights, isn't that nonsense?

The number of two eights is sixty-four in the decimal system. That's not a small amount. Sometimes, the Huaiya Department gathers all the strength of the fall, and it takes three or five months, and it may not be able to produce so many qualified strong bows.

It is a great sin to lie to the people of one's own tribe and affect the distribution system of the tribe, and there is no problem with expulsion at all. In this way, even if the gods and witches want to stay with the tiger, they can't speak.

Bihu unhurriedly pulled out the dagger he was carrying, picked up a raw branch from the side, cut off the branches and leaves in three or two, and cut it without a sound. At first, everyone was quite puzzled, but it didn't take long for them to be attracted by the pieces of sawdust that fell from Bihu's hands. When they looked closely, they couldn't help but let out a burst of amazement. Before he finished burning a piece of firewood, the wooden stick in Bihu's hand became a bow.

Bihu casually handed the bow to others, turned the dagger in his hand upside down and handed it to the witch, and said loudly: "This thing is called an iron tool, and it was also made by me." With this thing, the wood is cut like mud. Even children can sharpen three or five bows in a day. As for the horns, you can also use this thing to cut, cutting two eights in a day is not a problem, a little polishing can be used. With all this, what's so hard about making three eight-number bows in a month? ”