The girl's name was thus decided, and she smiled brightly, and everyone around her was infected by this simple happiness.

"Small Basket ......"

In my previous life, if there was a girl with such a name, I am afraid that she would be ridiculed.

But Jun Qianqian did not say anything against it, the people here do not have all kinds of prejudices, and the wicker basket is a newly made and useful tool for the people, and the name carries good wishes.

And if you read it a few more times, you will feel that the "small basket" has a magical cuteness, which is indeed very cute.

Jun Qianqian often reminds herself that she knows more knowledge than the people of this era, but she doesn't want to bring the stereotypes and prejudices of her previous life to this era, everything in front of her is so simple and simple, this is the beauty of the world in her previous life that has long been lost.

Not only are the people of the Purple Flower Tribe learning from Jun Qianqian, but she has also learned a lot from everyone.

Since the wicker basket has been finished, then the next mass production is not a problem at all, the small basket will teach everyone the method of closing the wicker basket, before the sun sets, even Jun Qianqian has made a basket suitable for his height.

Her manufacturing capabilities have been fully surpassed by the Purple Flower Tribe.

"But it's too wasteful to keep braiding rope from animal skins......"

Everyone's goal is to have one for the entire tribe, Jun Qianqian is a little worried, the animal skin rope is indeed strong, but the amount of animal skin scraps is limited after all, you can't cut a whole piece of animal skin in order to weave the rope, it's too wasteful......

"If you can't find the right grass, then you can only try to make hemp rope."

Jun Qianqian looked at the straw rope that failed to bear the weight again in her hand and was a little discouraged, I don't know if there is a problem with the raw materials or the season is wrong, even if these hay are rubbed into two fingers thick, it is still easy to break, if you continue to thicken the straw rope, it will become very heavy, and it is very inconvenient to use.

But the hemp rope......

The way to rub the hemp rope is exactly the same as the way to rub the straw rope, which is to divide the raw materials into two strands and then rub them in different directions, so that the two strands of raw materials will automatically twist together after the hand is released.

It's just that the material of hemp rope is not as easy to find as hay, and it is more difficult to handle.

The strength of the straw rope and vines could not bear the weight, so Jun Qianqian had to temporarily use a few wickers and bend them together to make an arc and stick them on the main body of the basket, but this strap is hard, and the thing is too heavy or the shoulder will be crushed if the back is long.

"Let's study hemp rope in another direction, the material of hemp rope can also be used to weave cloth, this wave is not a loss."

Jun Qianqian clenched her fists to cheer herself up, how could there be any smooth sailing in research, this was just a failure, and there must be many things that could not be done in the future.

She needs to look around the neighborhood to find materials.

It's a pity that the weather is not beautiful, and before evening, it rained heavily, and Jun Qianqian and the others put away the dried fish that had dried outside.

She looked at the half-dried dried fish and was a little worried that they would become moldy, but fortunately, in addition to the tribe having a separate small cave for each family, there was also a large cave in the middle of the mountain that could accommodate the entire tribe.

"Let's go spread out all the dried fish, we don't know when the rain will be......

Because of the heavy rain, the team that went out to fish also came back early, and everyone's fishing skills became more and more proficient day by day, and the harvest was not much less than yesterday.

It's just that a large group of big men who are drenched in soup are crowded in the cave, filling the space with the smell of dampness and sweat.

Many of the fish brought back today haven't had time to deal with it, and everyone hasn't stopped working since they came back, and Luo Ze noticed that Jun Qianqian was very uncomfortable with the fishy smell and moisture.

It was raining heavily, and there was still a howling wind in the mountains, but fortunately, there were huge stones at the opening of the cave as a shield, and everything outside was blurred by the heavy rain, and the thunder could be faintly heard in the distance.

She stood on the edge of the rain and looked out in a daze.

"Dinner needs to wait a little longer."

Your big cutie Roze suddenly appears!

"What?"

Jun Qianqian was taken aback.

She didn't run away from labor!

It's just that I couldn't hold back the retching of the smoke, and as a result, I was persuaded by everyone to come out to breathe!

The uppercase is disgusted, there is wood!

Obviously, she can get used to the fishy smell after smelling it for a long time, but now it's good, the smell in the cave is getting stronger and stronger, and she can't go back.

"You've done enough, you're still a cub."

Looking at Jun Qianqian's uncomfortable appearance, Luo Ze was a little distressed.

The children of the tribe were not required to work, they only had to join hands occasionally when they were too busy, when the light was dim in the depths of the cave, and the other children fell asleep by the fire.

Only Jun Qianqian walked around to help, but no one agreed.

"I just want to do my best ......"

Although everyone in the tribe takes care of her as a child, in Jun Qianqian's own heart, she knows very well that she is an eighteen-year-old adult.

She couldn't let herself do nothing.

"You're making yourself too tired."

Luo Ze could see Jun Qianqian's exhaustion, she slept late every night, and sometimes he could hear her turning back and forth when he woke up.

There are many, many things on her mind, and since Luo Ze brought her back, she has rarely allowed herself to really rest.

"You know better than I do! I'm not too tired! ”

Jun Qianqian cheered up and blew her beard at Luo Ze and glared.

But who is Luo Ze, he is a walking Jun Qianqian perspective.

She must be very tired, whether it is basket weaving or drying fish, even if she does not do as much work as other women, but she has done her limit.

Luo Ze saw all this in his eyes, and he saw through her stubbornness at a glance.

Jun Qianqian's shoulders were sore, her fingers were worn out, and the most tiring thing she had ever done was just sitting in the classroom and playing with a pen.

"It's still raining, you can get some sleep."

Roze brought with him a patchwork of animal skins, which in winter would be placed on the stones at the entrance of the cave to keep out the wind, and he spread the skins half on the ground and half folded them as blankets.

"I probably can't help but get anxious."

Jun Qianqian's spirit was like a taut string, and she knew that she should slowly relax, but the weakness of the tribe was like a sword hanging over her head, and she couldn't settle down.

"You've done a great job, we don't know how to thank you."

Luo Ze watched Jun Qianqian obediently roll herself into the animal skin and lie down, so he hurriedly used the hay balls at hand to form a pillow and put it under her head.

This kind of thing is also a new thing that Jun Qianqian told him.

“……”

Jun Qianqian lay on her side stupidly and didn't move, Luo Ze gently pulled out her suppressed hair and put it on the pillow, she blinked her eyes quickly, dispelled the moisture gathered in her eyes, and shrank under the animal skin.

Luo Ze stopped talking, and the sound of rain outside the cave was like a lullaby, and Jun Qianqian soon fell asleep.