When Wang Chuan returned to the tribe with the people, it was getting dark. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The little elephant was in a bad mood along the way, and Wang Chuanjing took care of it to appease it, so he walked slowly.

When I went back, I locked up the fugitive slaves and kept them for another day. Then Wang Chuan found his mother to return to his life.

Mother was so angry that she wanted to have the two fugitive slaves cut down and killed. For my mother, Wang Chuan just came back from the war, and he didn't rest when he got home, so he was made out by this thing and went out to run for two days, and almost lost the baby elephant, these two fugitive slaves are unforgivable. Other people are useless, everything must be done by Wang Chuan himself, and those who are responsible should also be punished. Otherwise, what's the use of asking these glorious people to eat and not do things?

Hearing Wang Chuan say no, kill the two fugitive slaves now, Ah Mu held back her anger and asked, "What are you going to do with them?" ”

Wang Chuan helped his mother beat his shoulder and said, "Killing must be killed, but killing like this doesn't show the strength of our rules." After a few days when everyone comes back, we will have another trial meeting and kill everyone in front of them. I want everyone to remember that death is nothing, and that the punishment of the River Tribe is worse than death. ”

Mother asked, "What punishment is worse than death?" ”

Ling Chi, lighting sky lanterns, peeling skin and filling grass, etc., my mother naturally has never heard of it. You can't survive and you can't die, Wang Chuan knows too much from the history books. The history of human development is a bloody history, presumably for future generations, these people in prehistory are too naïve and simple.

Wang Chuan didn't want to tell his mother now, he just said that he would wait for the others to return.

The mother knew that this child had never disappointed, so she patted Wang Chuan's hand and said that she would listen to him.

The tribe went from a few dozen people in the blink of an eye to a thousand. In the early stage, Ah Mu was able to keep up with the pace of development of the tribe. Now she's starting to feel struggling, too. The tribe of thousands of people, she didn't even think about it before, she didn't even think about it before. In the face of a tribe of thousands of people, not to mention how to manage it, just thinking of feeding the stomachs of so many people, my mother was completely helpless.

She was also worried about what to do if there were more and more people and she didn't have enough to eat. Because of this problem, she also had insomnia and gray hair, and was worried.

But she found that these were not a problem for Wang Chuan at all, hunting in the mountains and forests, and the tribe had mountain gods playing drums. Catching up with the beast hunting news, Wang Chuan came up with the cow's nose ring and the ability to store. Not only is it not very difficult to bring the cattle back to the tribe from a distance, but there is no need to worry much about keeping the meat. He also made a big boat to go to the mighty Taijiang River for fishing, and he could also go back and forth in a few days...... With these means, what is the food?

She knew that as long as Wang Chuan was there, he would take care of these things, and she didn't have to worry about anything at all. No matter what she does, she just needs to listen to Wang Chuan.

All she does now do every day is, accompanied by her old companion Jing and a few half-grown children, to see how the tribesmen are working. Like a beastmaster patrolling his own territory. See if anyone is lazy, see if anyone violates the rules, and if anyone doesn't listen to Wang Chuan. She didn't bother to ask much about other things.

In Wang Chuan's opinion, his mother's practices are very smart. Wang Chuan was also happy for her to do so. In the tribe, the only person who completely believed in Wang Chuan should be Amu. When she does this, it is almost equivalent to the extension of Wang Chuan's eyes and ears, many things that he can't see and hear, and his mother will help her supervise them in place.

And Ah Mu holds the power of supervision and law enforcement of the tribe, which is equivalent to holding the tribe firmly in her own hands. This also made her prestige in the tribe more and more grand.

Now that the people of the tribe are going out in all directions, the people are not together, and the judgment meeting or something, naturally it is better to wait for the people to come back.

Autumn is picturesque, and the autumn harvest waits for no one. After Wang Chuan came back, he locked up the two fugitive slaves and let them leave it alone when they delivered food every day. I brought people to busy the autumn harvest.

Rice, wild rice, paulownia, wild vegetables, jute, bamboo shoots and even hay are all harvested.

There are about 300 people left in the tribe, and if the people in several workshops are not mobilized, the people on duty are not mobilized, and Wang Chuan can also mobilize 200 people.

There was a fugitive slave, and there was no need for slaves to go out hunting elephants. Riding a deer with thirty men to hunt elephants, Wang Chuan asked him to set up an ambush at the confluence of the sparse forest passage and the great river. After hunting the elephants there, they were brought back by boat. This reduces manpower and reduces the threat to the tribe from the elephant herd.

The slaves did not go out, so under the leadership of Lie Hewang and others, they began to level the land and establish a second village one kilometer west of the tribal village. Wang Chuan told the general idea to the foreman and then let it go.

Professional things are left to professional people to do. Ranbula participated in the whole process of building the tribal village and had more experience in architecture. From the site selection, to the planning of the village, the planning of the road, etc., he can talk about the top of the road. The village was built under his leadership, and it was not necessarily worse than Wang Chuan's participation in the construction.

In this way, the work of the autumn harvest is mainly given to children and women.

When the tribe had only a few dozen people, they lived in this forest, almost no different from a herd of wild beasts, and they did very little to modify the environment. After the tribe grew to a few hundred people, and the use of iron tools almost transformed the entire tribe.

Now, within a few kilometers of the banks of the river, children dare to mow grass and harvest wild rice in canoes with crossbow arrows.

Large-scale tree cutting in recent months has scared away the nearby beasts. Last year, we only got a little bit of wild rice and tasted it, but this year the children harvested all the kilometers on both sides of the river, which is worth thousands of catties. This made Wang Chuan very satisfied. This thing is something that ordinary people don't give to them if they want to eat it. It is just for the elderly, children, and pregnant women of the tribe to replenish their bodies, or to reward meritorious heroes.

Wang Chuan himself is a child, and he is quite meritorious to the tribe, so he naturally keeps these things and eats them slowly.

Lu knew that the small valley overgrown with sycamore trees gave him twenty people and asked him to take people to pick sycamore seeds. Wang Chuan's request to him is very simple, get as much as you want. Every day a boat came to bring the sycamores, and when he had finished picking all the sycamores in that valley, he could come back.

This is actually a punishment or protection for the road. Although Wang Chuan suppressed the matter in front of his mother, if he turned around in front of his mother every day, what if his mother was angry again and found fault with him from other places. It doesn't matter if Grandma wants to punish him, it's not good to make Grandma angry.

Wild herbs and bamboo shoots are basically the only sources of vitamins in winter. These things are also to be prepared.

After the wild vegetables and bamboo shoots are brought back, they are pickled, and those that cannot be pickled are dried. Putting a little of these in the broth in winter will not only taste better, but it will also help to boost your appetite.

The jute was cut down in bundles, and it was left to the woman to deal with. Wang Chuan thought that there were no skilled weaver girls in the tribe before, and he was going to go to the Vulcan tribe to change some women to be responsible for weaving in the autumn. However, it turned out that among the people who were exchanged for the Fish-Man clan, there were many women who were said to be able to weave. In this way, it is enough to single out these women. The trip to the Vulcan tribe will be talked about when everyone returns.

Among all the harvests, Wang Chuan was most concerned about the harvest of rice. This is what he took with his own people. At harvest time, the stalks were cut almost together. Before the threshing machine, everyone beat the kernels down on the thick branches.

When the millet is drying, it is inevitable to let the children watch from the side to prevent them from being pecked by birds. The straw is also dried on the spot, and then a separate grass tower is built in a small yard under the bamboo bushes. These are snacks for baby elephants, and except for the little rhinos, which can eat a little occasionally, the other cattle and sheep can only eat the weeds cut back by other children.

The weeds that the other children cut back even had miscanthus grass, and other poisonous weeds were mixed in to some extent. After the miscanthus grass is dried, it is extremely cut, but it cannot cut the mouth of the baby elephant. As for the poisonous weeds, they must not be touched by baby elephants. It doesn't matter if other cattle and sheep eat it, they are poisoned and slaughtered to eat meat, there is no problem.