The weather was clear and the rain stopped, and the small tribe felt that they could do it again, Jun Qianqian saw the restlessness outside the city, but she didn't care in her heart.

"The White Rock tribe will at least ally with us, and the rest of the small tribes don't matter anymore."

The clansmen on Xialan's side are still arguing every day over whether to merge or form an alliance.

Jun Qianqian said that she didn't care about their decision, and the rest of the small tribes, Zihua's attitude was just to stay if she wanted to, and leave if she wanted to.

"Such a good opportunity for reunification, just let it go?"

Gadot's expressions of pity were all tangled.

"Actually, it's already unified."

Jun Qianqian glanced at Pula, the Wilderness Tribe had decided to stay, even if they wanted to leave, it would not be this year.

The terrain of the wilderness tribe will have to wait until the water all recedes, and I am afraid it will take some days, coupled with the clearing of silt and the damage to the pasture, I can only do some useless work to survive this year.

"Aren't you going to continue grazing?"

Compared with farming, the life of herding is still so easy.

"Let's get through this year first, maybe there is a place near the purple flowers where you can graze."

The mountains and the fields merged into the purple flower, the white rock tribe and the purple flower alliance, the unification of the world is already unstoppable, even if the rest of the small tribes leave, they will continue to rely on the purple flower in commerce, agriculture and weapons, and there will be no wind and waves.

Jun Qianqian hid on the sacrificial platform, playing with puzzles with colorful clothes that I don't know how many people had worn, the texture of these silks was soft, and it had been well protected by successive priests over the years.

But it was still a piece of clothing, and she felt a little awkward in her hand.

Or, tear it down.

Jun Qianqian flipped the corners of her clothes, and those fragmentary hems seemed to be able to see a little pattern, and Pelo's craftsmanship was good, and she could remove every piece of cloth without hurting the fabric.

Jun Qianqian sorted them according to their colors and then spliced them together neatly.

"Did you find anything?"

Everyone on the sacrificial platform came to see Jun Qianqian's puzzle after they were done, and Xia Lan also followed, and she sighed in her heart when she saw that the colorful clothes she used to wear and dance on her body had become such an unrecognizable pool.

Forget it, it's already been sent out anyway, whether it's demolished or destroyed, it has nothing to do with her.

Even with this thought in her heart, Xia Lan still turned her gaze away, no longer looking at the broken pieces of cloth.

It used to be a symbol of her status, a sign of her glory.

"The colors are patched together, and they do make a big sheet, but I haven't found any other clues."

Jun Qianqian guessed that this thing should be similar to the function of a map, but the lines of the stitching were too simple, and she hadn't found other rules yet.

"Even if the map is out, we won't have time to go far for the time being, at least not this year."

The matter of map analysis is not in a hurry, this year has passed in such a blur, they can't go out in winter.

This year, everyone has weathered the storm together, and now after the rain stops, the people want to celebrate, and it just so happens that people from all tribes are there, so we will communicate together before the end of the day.

"It's a pity that we can't have a wedding for the two of you this year."

Pello took the design he had drawn a long time ago, and looked regretful.

"Don't talk about it again."

Roze glared at Pello warningly.

Regarding leaving the tribe to find the priest's inheritance, Luo Ze was even more anxious than Jun Qianqian, even if she couldn't determine whether it was true or false, she could be regarded as having some news about her body.

He knew that Jun Qianqian cared more about this matter than she showed, and she had also listened to the stories of the clansmen about adulthood for so many years, and looked forward to what she would look like when she grew up.

Even the blueprints prepared by Pello leave plenty of room in terms of size.

"Maybe I'll grow taller, and I'll become plump, and maybe I'll become a royal sister, so that if I stand side by side with you, I won't be mistaken for a father and daughter again!"

He couldn't let Jun Qianqian wear this wedding dress now and marry him in a hurry, it was different from the scene she had imagined, and he didn't want to disappoint her.

"Okay, if you're not in a hurry."

Speaking of Jun Qianqian's body, Pello also frowned.

"I will arrange the affairs of the tribe as soon as possible, and when I am free, I will take Qianqian to find clues."

There is no need for autumn harvest this year, Jun Qianqian's original idea was to wait until the end of spring ploughing next year, and then go to explore outside the southern boundary when she has time.

But Luo Ze had a different idea, no matter whether Jun Qianqian could find the map from the colorful clothes or not, they could all go to a farther place before winter this year.

"Even if you can't find a clue, you should be distracted when you go around."

The atmosphere in the tribe is indeed inevitably depressing, and everyone is kind, but kindness can sometimes make people feel uncomfortable.

Maybe after a while, no matter whether Jun Qianqian's body has changed or not, everyone will be more able to accept this fact.

"I think so, too."

Luo Ze nodded, the top priority now is to settle down the people who want to stay, and send the people who want to leave happily, the water is gradually fading, the sun is not very dazzling these days, but it also makes the land finally show a dry appearance.

The Purple Flower tribesmen were busy planting autumn cabbage, the Baiyan tribe was still quarrelling, the wilderness tribe found a place to build a sheepfold, and the people of the river valley territory went to see the situation of the territory, and they could move back in a few days.

"Let's get something delicious for everyone to practice."

Jun Qianqian's eyes were shining and looking at Luo Ze, it was rare that so many tribes were together, and they could take this opportunity to share their specialties and special food practices.

"What you said about promoting communication is false, and the main purpose is to eat delicious food, right?"

Pula's words debunked Jun Qianqian's plan.

"That's right."

Jun Qianqian also admitted it very shamelessly.

Gathering information is all by the way, and of course eating is the most important thing!

"You!"

The other people who wanted to laugh at her for two sentences, looking at her natural attitude, didn't know what to say.

The production of each tribe is different, this time everyone ran to take refuge with a blanket roll, and there was no shortage of things, Jun Qianqian thought of a lot of good ideas.

Among them is the hot pot she has talked about many times.

"The soul of Sichuan-style hot pot lies in hairy belly and duck intestines!"

Jun Qianqian can also be regarded as walking through the south and the north, the hot pot in the north and south is very different, the hot pot in the Bashu region is mainly spicy, the main ingredient is the internal organs of livestock, and the hot pot in the north is mostly soup pot shabu mutton, she likes both very much, and plans to try both of them.

"What is a duck intestine?"

Everyone was confused.

"I can't find a substitute for this yet, but we can use pig intestines instead."

In this era, the domestication of poultry is very slow, and Jun Qianqian can only sigh.

"Pig intestines?"

Everyone was shocked.