Chapter 455: Primordial Farming (123)

"I'll forget it, I don't have to let everyone work for me alone, you have so many things to do, there are a lot of things to be busy, isn't it more important to do than build a house for me? If I want to change to a big house, when I am free, I can build it myself. ”

Qing Soul smiled: "Where can you be idle, you are idle in winter, but winter is not suitable for work." Besides, the place where you live is big enough to discuss things with someone in the future, and there is also a place to talk, right? When the clansmen learn to build big houses, the houses where all our clansmen live will be so good. Build a house for you, and let the clansmen practice their hands. I'm still thinking, hurry up and build a house for you, and it will be my turn. However, when you build a house, you can make more animal meat for the people who build the house every day, so that you can have the strength to do better and faster work, right? ”

Chief Yan laughed: "Okay, I can save a lot of beast meat these days, and there is no shortage of meat from wild beasts and fierce beasts, so I can keep it for the people to eat." However, I don't have much of the fruits and vegetables planted in the field, so don't count on it. ”

The group of people who built the house laughed: "Those who have a share in our family will not eat the chieftain's you." Just give us the flesh of the beast. ”

Celebrate the joy of Wu's housewarming at night, all the food should be taken out from the public property of the clan, the chief will be generous, it is really this time, the hunting team goes out, and the harvest that can be brought back is more and more, and now the food stored is enough for a whole winter cat winter, so now let the people eat well and raise more robust, it is the most important.

The chieftain generously asked the people who helped with the cooking to move from the warehouse and cook as much as they could. He wasn't distressed at all.

Everyone knows that Qing Soul cooks the most delicious, so she is in charge of the public recommendation, the men go to chop the meat, cut the meat and barbecue, the women are responsible for cleaning, and the Qing Soul just stands in front of the stove and is busy.

However, she is not the only one who is responsible for being a chef, she is still a cub in the eyes of the clansmen, with small arms and thin legs, so except for a few important dishes, she is in charge of the rest, and she is just commanding from the side.

The food for six or seven hundred people is really not something she can solve alone.

That's it, and she is tired enough.

When it was time to eat, around the bonfire, table by table, plate by plate on the dishes, responsible for grilling fish, carrying a string of fish to everyone's table stacked, responsible for barbecue, more bold, directly two people carrying oversized animal legs, one person responsible for cutting meat, next to the table, to everyone a piece of meat, everywhere is laughter, green soul is to contribute a jar of wine to each table. However, this is not a spirit wine, but a famous wine that she has collected for several lifetimes.

Because it is a high degree of liquor, the people who have eaten and drunk high began to sing and dance around the bonfire unrestrainedly.

For Qing Soul, such a dance is completely embarrassing, and her shame makes her refuse to end no matter what.

It's a pity that in the past, when the hunters returned, she didn't end the bonfire party, and no one cared about her, but now it can't be, not only the friends instigated her to go down, but even Tianxing came to pull her, and it was useless for the green soul to fight for life and death, even her own uncle laughed and picked her up and threw her into the dancing crowd.

Green Soul: ...... Are you really going to cheat your cubs, or your relatives?

Also, Sister Tianxing, it's not me who you want to pull, it's my uncle, right?

The green soul could only clumsily beat with the clansmen.

Is this dancing? This is mopping the floor and wiping the table and wiping the glass, right?

But jumping and jumping, the shame was gnawed by the dog, and she even thought it was quite interesting, the atmosphere was too warm, and the atmosphere is such a thing as a thing that really affects people's emotions.

In the end, the group was drinking next to the chieftain, and like the chieftain, he was also dragged into the dance group by the enthusiastic aunts and girls.

Only the old man of Wuta was still there, sitting there sipping wine, basking in the moonlight, reflecting the bonfire, admiring his happy people.

Probably these days, the days are so good and happy, not only the adults eat and drink happily, but the little cubs also start to giggle and scream after eating and supporting their stomachs, running and jumping through the dancing adults, and from time to time sneaking up on the table and eating a few more bites.

This commotion did not disperse until midnight.

When the chief's house and the house of the green soul were built, the furniture was all in the house, the pottery was burned a few kilns, the hunting was exchanged back and forth for a few trips, and the prey of the two storage rings was piled up, the seafood brought back ate a storage ring, the melons and fruits in the field were also stored with half a storage ring, the corn cob of the corn knot planted was big and full, the sweet potatoes and potatoes were harvested, the ears of rice were bent and heavy golden, and the furniture sold at the big trade fair was made three sets, hundreds of small wooden wares, and the day of the sacrifice, It's not far away.

The witch and the chief began to prepare for the great sacrifice.

It is the most important festival of the year for all tribes.

Worship the ancestors, light the totem fire, awaken the totem for the prepared soldiers, and use the mysterious energy of the totem fire to eliminate the heavy burden on the soldiers in the past year.

And the hunting team is also crazy, they are all looking forward to this time to go out hunting, to hunt the best beasts, to use them as sacrifices, to contribute to their ancestors and the god of fire.

Qing Soul and the clansmen began to harvest the grain in the field.

Because of the need for a large number of farm tools, Uncle Kai, a stone tool expert, has been working with stone craftsmen in several clans to make farm tools for everyone in the past few months, in addition to making stone weapons for everyone. So now there is no shortage of hairpins, shovels, and milling.

As for the rattan basket, it is now the most common utensil in the whole clan.

Qing Soul first led people to dig sweet potatoes, planted a total of about 50 acres of land, and harvested a total of more than 90,000 catties of sweet potatoes. Compared to the sweet potato that Qing Soul had seen in his previous life, it was nearly half larger. Looking at the sweet potatoes piled up like a mountain, all the clansmen couldn't stop smiling, and they were even happier than seeing the hunting team return with a full load.

After these sweet potatoes are recovered, they can't go directly into the cellar, they need to be put in the sun for a few days, and some water can be removed before they can be put into the cellar, and the sweet potatoes that have just been harvested are not sweet enough, and they need to be put for a few days before the starch can slowly turn into sugar and have a certain sweetness.

After harvesting sweet potatoes and harvesting potatoes, potatoes were also planted on 50 acres of land, and more than 90,000 catties were also harvested.

Then there is corn, the yield is slightly worse than that of sweet potatoes, and there are about 80,000 catties.

That's all, the warehouses in the clan, there is no way to stack them.

In the end, Wu and the chief discussed it, and kept half of it in the clan warehouse, and distributed the rest to the clansmen to take back to their homes.

At this point, the families began to dig up the cellars.

When Qing Soul's own family built the big stone house, they had already built a large cellar, so her family's food was not worried about having no place to store it. (The second more, thank you Mo for the reward in early summer.) )