At noon, the sun is high.

Yang Tingfeng was looking at the sun and pondering, is this sun the sun on the top of the mountain?

Up to now, Yang Tingfeng has seen four suns, and there is no difference, but it just feels different.

"Lord Shenzi, the pit has been dug, can you go and take a look?" a voice interrupted Yang Tingfeng's musings and pulled him back to reality.

"Okay" Yang Tingfeng strode towards the man, and the depression had now dug a large square hole, which was deeper than Yang Tingfeng expected.

Yang Tingfeng glanced at the big pit and instructed the three Chinese characters on the side: "Cut down some trees and build a small house here." ”

"Yes. With that, the three big men turned around and left.

Yang Tingfeng walked towards the land where the figures were gradually moving, a large piece of land had been turned over more than half, the men were digging in front, and the women, children and children were picking up weeds in the back, and they were cleaning up very cleanly.

On the hill not far away, the team that went up the mountain to dig up plants has returned.

Yang Tingfeng greeted him, took the back basket of the person in front of him, Yang Tingfeng flipped it over carefully, and it was well preserved, and there were not too many broken leaves and broken stems.

Each basket is almost filled with a plant, neat and orderly, and almost all of them are seedlings, which Yang Tingfeng has ordered emphatically, only seedlings are needed, if there are ripe fruits, they can also be brought back, but not seedlings.

Yang Tingfeng distinguished, potatoes, sweet potatoes, his face was a little happy, with these two things are almost enough, in addition, there are corn, wheat and some unknown weeds, which are very similar to some plants, but they are not.

Yang Tingfeng walked to the piece of land with the basket, put down the basket in his hand, called a few women over, and asked them to plant them one by one.

Then Yang Tingfeng called more than a dozen men to carry water, looking at the green seedlings, Yang Tingfeng raised a smile on his face, this will be the first batch of grain in this world, and it is also the first step for the Tiexing tribe to unify the Kongxuan Continent.

Yang Tingfeng saw the two short figures in the ground and shouted, "Tie Wa'er, come here." He beckoned to the boy.

The child was cleaning up the weeds in the field, carrying a basket that was one size bigger than himself, pulling a five or six-year-old baby in one hand, and digging grass roots in the ground with the other, although it was very slow, but his face was already covered with sweat.

Hearing Yang Tingfeng's call, Tie Wa'er put down the back basket and ran over panting with the little baby in her arms.

"Miko-sama. Tie Wa'er put down the little baby in her arms and respectfully bowed to Yang Tingfeng.

Yang Tingfeng took out two maltose, handed one to Tie Wa'er, and peeled the other maltose into the little baby's mouth.

"Thank you, Miko-sama. The little baby also followed the example of her brother, and said in a milky voice. Feeling the sweetness in his mouth, the two little eyes smiled into crescent moons.

Yang Tingfeng took out two pieces of soft paper, stepped forward to wipe the little baby's snot, turned back to Tie Wa'er and asked, "Little guy, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, Miko-sama. Tiewa'er wiped the sweat from her forehead and replied with a smile.

Yang Tingfeng continued to ask, "How old are you this year?"

"Eleven, you can go up the mountain in two years!" Tiewa'er's dark face was full of yearning.

"Why do you want to go up the mountain?"

Tie Wa'er said excitedly: "Then I can have my own spear, and I can go up the mountain for my father, every time my father goes out, my mother is always very worried, afraid that something will happen to my father, sometimes my father does not come back at night, my mother will wake up in a nightmare, if I can go up the mountain, my mother will not be afraid." ”

Yang Tingfeng took out a sword and said, "Do you think this weapon is better than a spear?"

Tie Wa'er said excitedly: "Lord Shenzi, is this a sword?" Seeing Yang Tingfeng nodding, he continued: "Father said that the sword can only be worn by generals, and it is a soldier of the king, can I touch it?"

Seeing Yang Tingfeng nodding, Tie Wa'er wiped all the dirt on her hands on her clothes, and then cautiously stretched out her hand and touched the scabbard, and reluctantly withdrew her hands.

There was some bitterness on the little face, "But I'm not a general...", but immediately shouted in a sonorous voice: "But I will definitely become a general in the future, and I will also have my own sword." ”

Yang Tingfeng smiled, did not speak, his fingers flashed a white light and slid across the sword body, and then took out a two-finger-wide back sword rope, compared Tie Wa'er's height, cut a section, and hung it on both ends of the sword.

Yang Tingfeng looked at Tie Wa'er and said solemnly: "I can give you this sword, but you can only carry it, you have to carry it all the time, even if you sleep, you can't put it down, and you can't open the sheath, can you do it?"

The little guy immediately stood up straight, and said solemnly: "I can, Lord Miko." ”

The corners of Yang Tingfeng's mouth hooked up a smile, put the sword behind Tie Wa'er'er, adjusted it according to his body shape, and hung it firmly on Tie Wa'er.

Tie Wa'er's face was full of seriousness, and when she saw Yang Tingfeng personally hanging her sword, she didn't dare to move.

Yang Tingfeng glanced at Tie Wa'er, his small body was carrying a three-foot sword on his back, which looked very weird, and the sword behind him hung down to his heels.

Seeing that Yang Tingfeng was finished, Tie Wa'er breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and touched the hilt of the sword behind her, her face full of excitement, "Thank you for the gift of Lord Shenzi!!"

Then he cautiously asked, "Then how long will it take for me to draw my sword?" ”

Yang Tingfeng smiled and said: "When you become a general, it is not the general that others think, it is you who think, if you think that you are already a general, and a good general, then you can draw your sword." ”

"I want to carry a sword too. The five or six-year-old girl muttered in a milky voice.

Yang Tingfeng hugged the little girl and said with a smile: "The girl doesn't carry a sword." As he spoke, he took out another piece of maltose and put it in the little girl's mouth.

Seeing that it was almost finished in the distance, Yang Tingfeng walked over with the girl in his arms and shouted, "Let's get here in the morning, let's talk about it after dinner." ”

The old man gathered everyone into a heap, and then began to set up firewood at the bonfire last night.

Yang Tingfeng shook his head, there didn't seem to be anything like salt here, so he would only eat the meat when it was cooked.

Yang Tingfeng drove the people away, and then rolled up his sleeves to cook, and the surrounding crowd circled several times, watching how Yang Tingfeng cooked.

Yang Tingfeng first used a knife to chop wood to cut the meat pieces, because there were many people, more than a dozen pots were made together, and the other pots also followed Yang Tingfeng's example, and the meat was cut into small pieces first.

Then he took out a bottle of oil and put some in the pot, and handed the oil pot to the person next to him, signaling to put this in the pot.

After half an hour of waiting, the Tiehang tribe ate the best dish in their lives, it turned out that meat could be eaten like this, but they didn't know what Yang Tingfeng had added to the meat, it could become so delicious, and the crowd of people looking at those complicated bottles and cans were dazzled.

On the rickety and simple long table, Yang Tingfeng sat down gently, for fear that this thing would arrive accidentally.

Sitting next to him was an iron baby with a sword on his back, and a little girl who grabbed a piece of meat with her hands.

"Shenzi, how did you do it?" The old patriarch was holding a bowl of sliced meat, and the wrinkles on his face were already happy, he didn't expect the sliced meat and vegetables to be so delicious.

Yang Tingfeng asked rhetorically, "Don't you have anything like salt here?"

The old patriarch said bitterly: "Yes, but it is a very expensive thing, and we ordinary tribes can't afford it. ”

Yang Tingfeng continued to eat the slices of meat in the bowl, "What should you do if you buy things here?"

"Walking all the way from here, walking for half a day, is the boundary of the Wanxiang tribe, that tribe is one of the four major tribes of Linlang County, where can many things be bought, and where our tribe will often go to trade. ”

"What about currency?"

"Plates of copper, ingots of silver, and gold. ”

Yang Tingfeng continued to ask, "How many things can you buy with one or two pieces of gold?"

The old patriarch replied, "Gold can buy a lot of things, that is, a piece the size of a fingernail, where you can buy several carts of meat." ”

Yang Tingfeng nodded, there was still some gold left in his Xuankong Ring, which was all found by Hua Xuanshi to buy some snacks, although it was not much, but it should be almost enough.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

The current Tiehang tribe is very different from the past, every household has a small building made of wood, and the roof is covered with wooden tiles cut from trees, which is taught by Yang Tingfeng.

Although it is not that there are no stone tiles here, it is still very troublesome to buy them, not to mention the long distance, just say that these hundreds of households, how many tiles do they need?

After more than a month of reclamation, the entire Tiehang tribe is surrounded by such vegetable gardens, and all the vegetable gardens are surrounded by fences made of bamboo.

A month ago, the first seedlings planted by the Tiehang tribe were eaten by the beasts almost overnight, and Yang Tingfeng, who was a little annoyed, asked someone to build a fence.

The seedlings that had been picked had grown for a while, and now they were almost ripe, and almost every family rarely went out to hunt, and a wild boar with a dish was enough for the whole tribe to eat for several days.

But due to the hot weather, the beasts that came back barely waited for a night to have some taste, Yang Tingfeng ordered someone to build a cellar, and then took out a sword with a cold breath and placed it at the bottom of the cellar, with a few dark stones to provide energy, so that the beast meat could be preserved for a long time.

The current Tiexing tribe has basically lived a solid life, at least they will no longer worry about food, or even pay the price of their lives. And Yang Tingfeng also started his second plan, which was to expand the Tiexing tribe.

Under Yang Tingfeng's instructions, the old patriarch accepted a lot of people who had no food, adding up to nearly a hundred people, and they were all young and strong, and all of them were placed on the small hill outside the Tiehang tribe.

Yang Tingfeng looked at these people, and sighed with emotion, starvation is more than war death, what kind of world is this? The so-called troubled times, even if you die, you can have a full mouth, but it seems that this place is not as good as even the troubled times.

Just from the fact that the Tiexing tribe can recruit hundreds of people in a month, Yang Tingfeng can see that this world is really too simple, so simple that countless people are just for a hot meal.

In a small courtyard made of wooden planks at the front of the Tiexing tribe, Yang Tingfeng was holding a book and sitting on a wooden stake to watch.

In the courtyard, a boy with a sword on his back was punching vigorously, and from time to time there were some humming sounds in his mouth, and a little girl stood not far from the boy with a sword, who also followed her brother babbling and waving her fleshy fist.