On the whole, Long's University is progressing well, except for the teaching of letters. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After all, the Info course was taught by the leader himself, so it was overcrowded at first, but soon, many people found that learning words was not as fun as they thought, and it was obscure.

However, listening, speaking, reading and writing, the first two items are still relatively simple, and with the help and training of Lu and Yi, most of the clansmen have quickly mastered this skill. Reading and writing is much more difficult, and it may be less than one-fifth of the class size that can actually be learned.

But to Long Qiupeng's surprise, Xi's mathematics was much better than expected, which may have a lot to do with her long-term control of tribal materials, and her ability in this area soon even surpassed Dahu, becoming the first student under Long Qiupeng's school. But it's mathematics, which is basically simple addition and subtraction, and multiplication and division will also be taught, but it's basically limited to ninety-nine multiplication formulas.

But with the exception of the creek and the great lake, the math of the others is almost a mess. Mathematics is abstract, and the meaning of Arabic numerals is also unclear, primitive people simply can't understand the deep meaning of this, and now that the whole army is about to be wiped out, Long Qiupeng sacrificed a mathematical artifact - abacus.

This thing was simple in shape and intuitive and concrete, and soon replaced ordinary calculations and became the new favorite of the tribesmen. The teaching results of mathematics have been surpassed in an all-round way, and the text school has gradually evolved into an elite school.

Long Qiupeng's first batch of students came out quickly, after all, those who can learn in such a short period of time are destined to be people with some talent similar to deer, so they don't need to work too hard. This group of students soon became teachers at Long's University, and they made rapid progress while studying, practicing, and researching. As a result, Long Qiupeng was liberated from teaching activities.

The snow is getting heavier and the weather is getting colder. Except for the occasional winter fishing accident in Haicun, the production work of the Long tribe has almost stopped, and anyway, it can survive the winter safely by relying on the previous grain storage. Everyone also has more time to participate in the study of various production skills, and Long's University is particularly lively in this vast snowfield.

The transport team and the exploration team will still go out to ensure that there is some contact between Vulcan Village and other villages, especially the distant hill village, so that nothing happens suddenly, but Vulcan Village knows nothing.

Recently, there has been nothing going on in the tribe, but the school is busy. Long Qiupeng decided to suspend the morning meeting on the 10th and let himself take a vacation. Therefore, today, like a few days ago, he slept until the end of the day. Yi and Lu were not there, and there was no one else in the room, but the teaching effect had been good for a while, and Long Qiupeng was gradually able to communicate more smoothly with the people in the tribe.

Although it was relatively cold, Long Qiupeng still insisted on repairing the fireplace outside the wall to avoid the harmful gases produced by the combustion, which would kill him. It would be noon, and the sun would be warmer, so he added some wood to the fireplace, boiled a pot of herbal tea, covered himself with a fur blanket, and snoozed around the stove.

"Chief! The convoy picked up a few people and came back! The shrill voice broke Long Qiupeng's leisurely time, he was a little unhappy, but he had to go over and take a look. After all, what is the person who was picked up by the transport team, the transport team is only responsible for the transportation of materials between various villages, Long Qiupeng clearly told them that if they find a suspicious person, they should take refuge as soon as possible, and it is the job of the soldier or the exploration team to catch the suspicious person.

Long Qiupeng followed the man to feel the bonfire square, and he was stunned at that time. The transport team did pick up a few people, no, to be precise, it should have picked up a team of people.

The three men were lying in the car, their faces blue and their bodies stiff. Then the three horses stood there in good spirits and very strong. The tribesmen gathered around, and they watched, but they did not dare to come near. It looked docile, but it was a creature they hadn't seen before.

"Did you call someone to come and see it?" Although Long Qiupeng commanded the people of this clan to look at those people, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off those horses. This is so exciting, in this leisurely winter, I gave the lazy Long Qiupeng a shot in the arm, and the anger when he got up disappeared instantly.

The people of the medical team dared to come, they checked the situation of the three people, shook their heads and said to Long Qiupeng: "There are two that are no longer saved...... Although the medical level of primitive people is good, but they often have to face such a cold winter, so the judgment of this situation is much more accurate than Long Qiupeng, who can only negotiate on paper, they said that there is no help, it is estimated that there is really no hope.

But Long Qiupeng knew that the subtext of this sentence was: There is still a glimmer of hope. So he urged excitedly, "Quick! Be sure to save him! ”

The tribe has cattle, can plough the land, can pull carts, and are treasures. But whether it's a war or a long-distance transportation, it's a bit of a chicken rib. Long Qiupeng actually wanted to look for horses for a long time, but the exploration team went out to find many places, and Long Qiupeng also deduced some places according to his judgment, but in the end he still returned empty-handed.

The disappointments again and again almost made Long Qiupeng feel a little numb, and he even felt that since everyone didn't have horses, it didn't matter so much whether he had a horse or not.

But there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it is not easy for his own transport team to pick up three horses on the way today. While waiting for the medical team to treat the wounded, Long Qiupeng asked the transport team about the situation at that time.

It is said that shortly after the convoy came out of Qiutu Village, it saw three horses wandering together in the distance. Since he had never seen a horse before, he didn't want to step forward at first, and one of the guards who followed the convoy was a little curious, so he let the convoy go first, and quietly walked towards the horses.

The horses were apparently domesticated, and they were aware of the dragon guards in the snow, but they didn't act aggressively. The guard, noticing that the horse was on a leash, was obviously not wild, and seemed to have a docile temperament, his first instinct was to pull the tribe back to eat meat, and he approached the animals he did not know. When he was about to take the horse away, he found that there were still people nearby. He called the rest of the convoy and "picked up" the wounded along with the animals.

The story is not long, and the effective information is very limited, and a lot of information needs to be looked for by Long Qiupeng from the survivor. At this time, Xiong heard the news and came over, he looked at the clothes of those people, and suddenly said to Long Qiupeng with a serious expression: "These barbarians have migrated from the north...... They're dangerous......"

But Long Qiupeng didn't seem to hear the point of Xiong's words at all, but his eyes lit up and said, "Is this horse also from over there?" ”

When he asked, Xiong was stunned and said, "Yes...... Oh, yes...... How would the chief know...... I haven't seen them in a long time since I was separated from them......"

Long Qiupeng habitually smiled at him and didn't say anything. Just staring intently at the horses in front of them. The three horses are obviously not of the same bloodline, and two of them are tall and mighty, and at first glance they are of Mongolian or Xinjiang famous horse blood, and it is estimated that they migrated from their homeland in the north as Xiong said.

At that time, there was no obvious dividing line between the north and the south, and primitive people would only use themselves as a coordinate system to judge the direction. Long Qiupeng Congyi's arrival, set his location as Shandong to Jiangsu, this lake is not the predecessor of Weishan Lake, then the north they are talking about may be the northeast, Mongolia area, in fact, these areas even in later generations, is also the origin of good horses.

In contrast, however, the other one is a little stuber and shorter, perhaps closer in blood to the so-called Chinese pony. The reason why it is called a pony, as the name suggests, is that this horse is not very tall and strong, so it may not be too fast. It is supposed to be a newly tamed horse in the nearby steppe after their southward migration, and compared with the other two, this horse should be more good at pulling and good at camels, longer than climbing, not necessarily a good mount, and indeed very good animal power.

Long Qiupeng stepped forward, and for the sake of insurance, he chose a pony that should have a more stable personality and touched it. Perhaps the journey was also very tiring and tiring, and all the bodies were effectively emaciated. But the strength of the muscles, the smoothness of the fur is still excellent.

He didn't know anything about horses, but these principles were common to almost any animal, and at least it proved that the horse was now in good health and well-being.

After fumbling for a while, he finally felt itching, and took the reins of the pony, and stepped onto the horse. At that time, only the most primitive harness, the bridle, and the saddle stirrup had not yet been invented. Fortunately, with a horse at this height, even if there is no harness, it is not very difficult to get on the horse. Somewhat nervously, he grabbed the horse's body with his feet and took two steps by pulling on the horse's reins.

When the clansmen saw Long Qiupeng taming this animal so easily, some of the bold people in the clan also came over curiously. It was a pity that he chose the scarlet steed, which looked very proud, and the horse seemed very restless and irritable from the moment he was brought here. There was also a stranger who tried to approach it suddenly, but the young male neighed violently, and the man sat down on the ground in fright.

The clansmen laughed at the clansman and praised Long Qiupeng's bravery, but Long Qiupeng did not get carried away, and when he saw these horses, he would still recognize them, so he quickly got off the horse. Although he had ridden a few horses on the stable, the horses were not only well-trained but also well-equipped. And now although this horse is short in stature and docile in temperament, if it is really a misoperation, startling the horse, being lifted off the back of the horse, and losing face, it is secondary, it is very normal for the horse to hurt and kill people, this is not a joke.

"What did you mean by danger?" Long Qiupeng was rare, and finally reluctantly asked people to pull these horses down to feed them well. When I turned around, I remembered what Xiong had just said that they were dangerous.