"Why are birds of prey also appearing here in the valley, is this the heavens trying to punish our stone tribe?"

Wu walked out tremblingly, wailing at the sky, and knelt deep on the ground.

The Stone Tribe is too difficult this year, the death of two totem warriors is already a great loss, and now it has also encountered raptors, in case this guy lives around here, it will be a nightmare for the Shi Tribe people in the future.

Once a bird of prey hovers in the sky, it becomes very dangerous for ordinary people to pick wild fruits, and it is even more difficult to save enough food for the winter.

After a short period of grief, Wu had to cheer up, he was the soul of this tribe and he couldn't fall.

Then they made a simple worship to the two dead people, and the funeral was completed.

Death is so common here that the funeral is as simple as a sacrifice in front of the totem pole, on which the witch carves a special pattern to perform the sacrifice.

The two Shiraishi brothers cried very sadly, because the woman who had just died was their mother, Shi Yu.

Jiang Heng also stood at the back of the crowd, and he didn't expect that the person who was still delivering food to him in the morning was now dead, and he had tragically become a bird's food.

This once again made him deeply feel the cruelty of primitive society, and also made him feel his own insignificance.

Waiting for the simple funeral to end, life has to go on, it is not dark, but the people are no longer afraid to go out.

But for food, someone had to pick it, so it was decided that three totemic warriors would go out hunting with five male clansmen, picking wild fruits along the way.

After all this was dealt with, Wu Cai walked up to Jiang Heng with the chief Hei Yu and asked slowly, "Jiang Heng, what you said to Hei Yu is true?" ”

If it was before, he would definitely not believe Jiang Heng's words, this is a blasphemy against God.

But now that the situation of the tribe has become more and more dangerous, I can only believe that Jiang Heng is the great luck and savior of their tribe.

"Of course, the reason why the white vine fruit and the heart fruit do not grow well and the leaves turn yellow is mainly due to the lack of fertilizer, and a complete technique for planting has been developed in our tribe."

Jiang Heng nodded.

"Fertilizer?"

Wu was a little curious, it was the first time he had heard this word.

"To put it simply, plants also need to eat, but they eat differently than we eat, and fertilizer is food specially made for plants."

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"So what's going to be done?"

Wu was even more confused after hearing this, but nodded as if he understood, and continued to ask.

"It's very easy to make fertilizer, but I need people to go to the forest to collect all kinds of dry grass and animal manure, and so on to make fertilizer, or in half a month these plants will become green and fruitful."

Jiang Hengdao, under the premise that there is no modern fertilizer, the easiest way to supplement potassium fertilizer is plant ash.

"Well, I'll trust you."

Wu thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and then looked at the chief next to him, Hei Yu, and said, "You take people to the forest to collect dry grass and trees." ”

"Yes."

Black Feather nodded, walked away quickly, and went to find someone.

Although he had just lost two of his clansmen, he had to continue what needed to be done.

After making sure that there was no danger outside, the clansmen came out one after another to the forest in search of dry grass and trees.

"Sadness can't solve things, what you have to do is to try to live, strive to become a totem warrior, and kill that guy with your own hands to avenge your mother."

Jiang Heng glanced at the two Baishi brothers who were still kneeling there, and turned around and left after saying a word.

By the time they reached the forest outside the tribe, the chieftain Black Feather had already led people to get a pile of hay and dead wood.

"What are we going to do with these things?"

Black Feather asked curiously.

"Just pile it up over there, just pick it up, dry and wet, grass and leaves, but remember to put the dung aside, don't mix it up."

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"That's good."

Hei Yu couldn't understand what Jiang Heng was going to do, but he still obediently did it.

In more than two hours, the clansmen of the Shi tribe collected the grass, trees and leaves of the two hills, and then looked at Jiang Heng curiously.

"Chief, is there a fire in the tribe?"

Jiang Heng asked.

"Naturally, there is, I'll take you to get it."

Hei Yu nodded, and took Jiang Heng back to the tribe to get fire.

The fire in the tribe is kept in a special fire room, which is guarded by a special person, and the fire is not extinguished all year round.

This is because the people of the Stone Tribe only use fire, but they do not save the fire, and can only let the fire burn all year round.

Although they would drill wood to make a fire, this method was too slow to make a fire, and there was no shortage of wood here, and they often had to roast jerky, so it would not be extinguished.

"I have a way to preserve the flame, which can save the flame for a day with very little wood, which is much more convenient."

Jiang Heng looked at the chief Hei Yu and said.

"Is this the method in your tribe?"

Hei Yu asked in surprise, this Jiang Heng was indeed completely different from the other primitives in the tribe.

He speaks very confidently and confidently, and he feels even faintly more powerful than a witch, as if he knows all the secrets of this world.

"Yes, it's just the simplest trick of our tribe."

Jiang Heng nodded, and brought a piece of wood from the side, about ten centimeters long and five centimeters in diameter.

Then he took the firewood from a fire pit, buried it in red ash and coals, and covered it with cold ash.

"Okay, that's it, dig it out tomorrow morning, and this piece of wood will become burning carbon, which can be used as a fire, and you can use this method to save the fire in the future, which can save a lot of wood."

Jiang Heng said with a smile, this is the fire preservation method that he often used in rural earthen stoves when he was a child.

The principle is to use the red ash and residual carbon in the fire pit to ignite the wood, and because it is covered with cold ash, it burns very slowly and will be stored for a long time.

"Okay."

Hei Yu nodded and made up his mind to see in person tomorrow morning if it was the same as what Jiang Heng said.

The method of preserving the fire is just a small episode, and it is a small skill that Jiang Heng used to show his own value and gain the worship and recognition of primitive people.

Then he took the fire back to the edge of the forest and lit two piles of firewood.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Black Feather and the people don't quite understand, they have been picking up feelings for so long, and they are used to burn them.

"It's just the first step, you'll find out tomorrow morning."

Jiang Heng didn't explain, but said mysteriously.

In fact, the grass and wood ash in the fire room is also possible, but the amount there is not enough, and the things that come and use there directly cannot show their own power, which makes these primitive people amazed.

When these things are burned to ashes, he has to get some strange things to mix, and he must give people a very mysterious feeling, so that these primitive people understand their power and importance.

Because he wasn't sure if he had taught these primitive people whether they would eat him, because he wasn't from their tribe.

Hearing Jiang Heng's words, Hei Yu relieved himself, thinking that it was really not simple.