If you want to find something happier than having a full stomach in the Great Wilderness, it is undoubtedly to be able to harvest a lot of food. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The harvest season is always a joyful one, not to mention a good harvest.

Wild sweet fruit trees can only accumulate enough nutrients every two or three years because of the lack of fertilizer, and they can express themselves in the form of fruits.

Perhaps because the sweet fruits of the previous two years were small, astringent and scarce, this year, the red fruits hung all over the branches.

With the protection of the black armor, the tree monkey that likes to snatch sweet fruits with humans, the sharp cry and the painless and itchy kernel that smashes on the human body look extremely pale and powerless.

Under the threat of feather arrows, a group of tree monkeys reluctantly dropped a few corpses and fled towards the depths of the Black Forest under the leadership of the Monkey King, a place that was no longer suitable for them to survive.

Sweet fruit picking processions travel between the forest and the village.

Whether it is a child or an adult, the belly is round and still stuffed with sweet fruits in the mouth.

Some dense forests that are difficult to enter only need to shout to the giants, and with their hands dancing wildly, a path can be cleared.

The most bitter thing is to count the ten clansmen who are wearing black armor and opening the way in front, because black armor has no face armor, they can only stare at others and feast.

In the past, because of the difficulty of storage, even if it was a good year, the clansmen could only ensure that they could eat sweet fruits every day during the summer flood.

No one will pick them again after they have eaten enough, because once they are picked, they will rot quickly, and they can only be stored for a long time by putting them on the branches.

This year, however, they have no such concerns. Because Wang Hao said that let them pick as much as possible, in addition to eating during this time, he has other uses.

In the village, the women who washed the sweet fruits by the cistern had a happy smile on their faces, and from time to time two people who had built houses under the pretext of coming back to drink water came to them to rub a few sweet fruits to eat.

Wang Hao did not restrain them in this kind of behavior, although everyone was a little greedy, but the progress of the brick house did not slow down at all.

The brick houses are constantly rising at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. By the time it was dark, the two gates and the twelve windows had already come out.

When it was time to eat, except for the people of Wang Village, those people from other villages did not believe that the solid brick walls outside the village were actually made by themselves.

They were amazed to find that their hands also seemed to have the power to change nature.

Today's dinner was arranged by Wang Lung himself. The people from other villages found that the food at night was not the delicious boiled fish and meat, and they immediately expressed their unhappiness.

In their own tribe, they have long been tired of eating raw barbecue in the paste, and when they came to Wang Village, they finally lived a good life for a few days, and the food became barbecue again, how could they have no opinion.

For the dissatisfaction of these people, the people of Wang Village scoffed, if you have to say what food is the best in Wang Village, of course, it is still the barbecue made by Wang Hao.

The pieces of meat cut with a knife ensure that they are cooked through the campfire. The simple tripod makes it easy to tumble the skewers without making them mushy.

And the ingredients prepared by Wang Hao himself can force the aroma of barbecue to the greatest extent.

When the rich aroma of the barbecue spread under the action of high temperature, everyone who smelled the fragrance swallowed the saliva in their mouths vigorously.

It was only then that they understood why the people of Wang Village showed such contempt for their initial dissatisfaction. Leaving aside the taste, the fragrance alone makes them want to suck their noses out.

When the cooked meat pieces worn with bamboo skewers were distributed to them, they couldn't wait to take a bite.

Then, while breathing, he quickly took a second bite. The look of surprise on their faces could not be concealed even by the thick mud they had stained while working.

Not to mention these people from other villages who have never eaten meat skewers with seasoning, even Wang Hao's own clansmen almost swallowed their tongues one by one. Moreover, as they ate, they did not forget to glance with contempt at the outlanders who had never eaten such a delicacy.

The reason why the people did not make barbecue meat to eat during this period of time is not only because the barbecue requires too many ingredients and it is too troublesome to find in the wilderness, but also because the barbecue takes too long, and when it is eaten, it is simply in short supply.

The crowd at a campfire dinner was so addicted that they never thought that they would be able to make the barbecue so delicious by just changing some practices.

The well-fed crowd spontaneously planned to work overtime, because they really couldn't wait to see what the brick house would look like when it was built.

But before they could set off, they were stopped by Wang Lung.

A stone was moved around the campfire, and Wang Lung stood on it, trying to see him from all around him.

When everyone's eyes were on him, Wang Lung spoke.

"There is nothing else to do today, but I feel that the village is developing too fast, and I am too old to keep up with the rhythm, so I plan to voluntarily give up the position of patriarch and hand it over to Wang Hao of the village." The plain words did not express his reluctance and prospect for the village, nor did he boast of Wang Hao's achievements, because what Wang Hao did was obvious to everyone, and when the ironclad facts were placed in front of him, there was no need for words to whitewash.

The crowd was silent. Except for the giant, who was still holding a grilled fish to gnaw, no one made a sound.

"I have no opinion!" The first to speak was Wang Hu, and the whole scene was qualified to be the first to speak, and no one else was him.

If there is no Wang Hao, in another two years, when Wang Hu has enough experience, the position of the patriarch will definitely be his.

Integrity, bravery, and willingness to give everything for the clan are the essence of Wang Hu, coupled with his strong physical fitness, it is natural for him to be the patriarch.

It's just that after the coming-of-age ceremony, Wang Hao brought the changes in the village to Wang Hu gradually understood that the development of the village in the future could not be solved by bravery and brute force. Of all the people present, only Wang Hao can make the village stronger and stronger, and make the life of the clansmen better and better.

For the sake of the village, he didn't say a word, and immediately said that he was willing to give up the position of patriarch.

Sun Hua pulled Wang Hu dissatisfiedly on the side, but was pushed away by him.

Seeing that his man had made up his mind, Sun Hua couldn't say anything, so he could only stand behind him aggrievedly.

"I don't have an opinion either!" The fifth uncle, the eldest in the village, spoke, from being hungry to the current delicacy. From the smelly hides to the present, everyone is clean and fresh. From being oppressed by others, he couldn't even marry a daughter-in-law to the son of the patriarch, and now he has become the target of the surrounding villages. The changes that Wang Hao has brought to the village, even if they talk about it for three days and three nights, can't finish it.

If he had to find out something from Wang Hao that made the clansmen dissatisfied, it was nothing more than that he actually found a thin mute to be his mother-in-law.

"I agree." Shi Li said.

"Xiao Hao is the patriarch, I like it!" A woman from Wang Village said.

"Agreed!" Gu Mu's words are still not too much.

"Consent"

"Consent"

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Out-of-village people have only one role to witness, and they are not qualified to speak on such occasions. However, they were still stunned when they saw the clansmen surnamed Wang, Shi and Gu surnames, all agreeing with Wang Hao to be the patriarch.

In the past, the selection of the patriarch of their tribe was inevitably a battle between open and secret, and even sometimes, it was accompanied by bloodshed.

But now, in the small Wang Village, the three surnames are fused together, and everyone is supporting a fourteen-year-old boy, which is really incomprehensible to them.

Wang Hao solemnly took the Xuanyuan Sword from Wang Long's hand and raised it above his head.

Standing on the stone where Wang Lung had just stood, Wang Hao glanced around, and then said loudly: "Since everyone unanimously elected me to be the patriarch today, then I will be disrespectful. I would like to make three commitments to you.

First, I will kill the boar king who attacked the village the day before yesterday to avenge the death of my people.

Second, I will do my best to make life better for my people. Eating and drinking is just the beginning, and our goal is much more than that.

Third, when I am old, the position of the patriarch will only be selected from those who have contributed the most to the village and are recognized by everyone, and there will be no cronyism. ”

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