Yan Zheng feels that living in the wilderness era, the best thing people can learn is to wait.

He used to be a man who didn't like to wait, when he was addicted to instant entertainment every day, enjoying the short-lived and cheap pleasure of all kinds of electronic gadgets.

will be attracted by all kinds of ** music culture, even if you know that you can't be so decadent, you still enjoy it every day.

But now, he has gradually learned to wait, and he believes that waiting will pay off.

It is only in the process of waiting that you can realize that time will slow down because of waiting.

His previous days were almost the same, and he couldn't really find any difference from day to day.

But now, he will be happy that the bean seedlings are sprouting, he will be satisfied to see the seedlings grow day by day, and he will be even more elated by the changes in the eggs.

These changes happen every day, and they all have to do with him.

And his communication with his clan has become smoother day by day.

He could memorize almost all the words his people had said, and then slowly determine the meaning of those words through body language and gestures.

These changes made him feel that the wait was worth it, and he was confident that there would be a good future waiting for him.

And in terms of waiting, any of his clansmen is more patient than him. Twenty-one days after the eggs were hatched, the leader and the witch were already haggard.

On Wu's sleazed face, his eyes seemed to be sunken.

But he was still waiting with great energy, his eyes shining, and he listened to the small sounds of the eggs.

As an egg cracked, the leader and Wu Meng came closer.

A crisp cry sounded, and a small yellow creature was struggling to open the eggshell with its claws.

Yan Zheng stopped the leader of Wu and He, who was going to help, and a relaxed smile was also on his face.

Half of his attention these days is focused on these eggs, but one of them has hatched successfully.

As for the other three, only one seems to be a little moving.

Looking at the little chick after finally breaking free of the eggshell with great effort, Yan Zheng let out a long sigh of relief.

The leader and the witch were also smiling happily, their faces full of relaxation.

They have endured for so long and paid such a big price, and finally got the desired result.

Yan Zheng stretched out his hand and gently picked up the little pheasant boy and observed it carefully.

He didn't know much about birds, and he felt more and more that it should be pheasants.

"Ancestral Spirit, #¥...... Like! The leader said with a smile.

Yan Zheng understood the two words, and felt that this tribe should regard the brightly colored pheasants as some kind of god-like thing.

It's just that in his eyes, the little chicken in his hand is becoming more and more like a chicken chop.

"Gotta be fed! After fattening, it is wrapped in flour and fried, and it can be delicious without adding salt! Yan Zheng wiped his uncompetitive saliva and put the little pheasant on the ground.

As soon as it got off the ground, the little chick pulled up on the ground with its curious little eyes, observing the surrounding environment.

"This, how ......!" The leader asked again.

Yan Zheng relied on the two words he understood, and guessed that the leader was asking how this little guy was going to grow up.

He smiled and asked Lan Ya to fetch some porridge water, picked out the rice grains inside, and put them in his hand for the chicks to peck.

After seeing that the chicks could eat rice, the leader and Wu both laughed.

"Thank you, Father!" The two saluted in unison.

Yan Zheng almost didn't stand still.

The two must have learned from Lan Ya's mouth, and he asked Lan Ya to call his father.

"I, Yan Zheng! Yan-Zheng! He patted himself and said very seriously.

The leader and Wu looked at him with some puzzlement, and he pointed to Lan Yabi and said, "She can call my father." ”

After the meeting, the leader and the witch both smiled.

They entrusted the chick to Yan Zheng, and after the two saw that the eggs could really hatch the divine bird, they left the thatched house with confidence.

For them, this means that if they find enough eggs, they will be able to get enough sacred birds in the future.

Yan Zheng naturally became a person who could conjure a divine bird, which further confirmed his identity as an omnipotent divine son.

It's just that when the leader and the witch walked in the familiar tribe, they were surprised to find that the tribe in front of them looked a little strange.

After they looked around carefully, they realized that in the days when they were busy incubating eggs, the tribe had a lot more and a lot less.

They found that every household had a large clay pot, and basically popularized the large clay pot for hot baths.

And when they saw the new way of processing the hide, they were even more shocked by the incredible touch of the hide.

They looked at the white crystals, which the people called nitrate, and were amazed that they had come out of the mud that had been brought back that day.

As for the vanished reed field next to the river, it did not arouse their curiosity.

The chief's brows furrowed, and before he bothered about hatching eggs, he asked his people to hunt more and women and children to gather more.

This is his habitual arrangement for his people, and he has done it before.

And in order to take care of Yan Zheng, he specially told the clansmen that when Yan Zheng had instructions, he had to find a way to meet them.

And more than 20 days passed, and the leader found that in addition to the fact that there was still so little food, the whole tribe had a lot of good things.

Wu seemed to understand the leader's thoughts, and he smiled and said a few words to the leader, and then made a prayer gesture reverently.

The leader smiled and made a prayer gesture.

After praying, the two inquisitive men immediately began to inquire about the details of the boiling and leather treatment.

After asking around, they found Yan Zheng and saluted him respectfully.

Yan Zheng accepted it calmly, he felt that after these days, his voice in the tribe would be much more stable.

This was a huge boost to his abolition of headhunting.

And next, he wants to give these people the biggest shock.

This was also his thought after careful consideration, and he decided to smelt iron in front of his clan in the presence of the chief and the witch!

He knew what kind of shock something like iron would bring them.

It was something unlike anything that had ever been made, and it was far stronger and sharper than any stone tool.

Yan Zheng believes that as long as he is a clansman who pursues strength, he will be impressed by the iron he has cultivated!

And in front of everyone, using a ceremonial way to display ironmaking can give a deep impression to the clansmen.

In this way, the concept of iron ore will be deeply engraved in the minds of the people.

And these days, he has also had people preliminarily dispose of the slime he brought back that day, and he has also taken a small part of it for testing.

As a result of the experiment, he was given small iron grains, which were real iron.

This is enough for Yan Zheng.

He can already brazenly declare that he is the first man in the wild world to make iron!

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