The fragrant taro is steaming, and the fat is stirred in the white rice;

From the wild fields of the south, a variety of meats are hunted.

Yellow eggs, delicate and tender leeks;

The green cabbage is sweet, and the fish in Osawa makes a thick white soup.

The cured meat has a salty flavor and is sprinkled with not very white salt.

In the clay kettle, the water was tumbling.

After grinding the grinding disc, the soy milk began to fill the urn.

This is destined to be an unforgettable dinner party for the people of the Chifang clan to celebrate the harvest.

Uncle Xi asked for an urn of soy milk, and Yu Qian held a crude burlap bag in her hand, but it had been asked by Yu Zai to be cleaned many times, and the impurities made by the stone mill were filtered from it, and the remaining impurities were actually essence.....

You can give it to the dolphins, give it to the lambs and they eat.

In fact, this era is not so particular, the original soybean milk that is ground out is already very delicious, but it is just for the taste of this thing, and after all, it is the first operation, so the method that should be tried must be operated.

Uncle Xi tasted it.

Faintly, but a little bit.... I can't tell you the sweetness that I don't understand!

Uncle Xi held the urn, his old face smiled, and the clansmen also saw the large vat of soybean milk at this time.

"One bowl per person, don't be greedy!"

Yu Yi distributed soy milk here, and the clansmen went to taste it, and after everyone drank it, they almost had to lick the pottery bowl again!

"Delicious!"

To be honest, no one ever thought that soybeans could be made like this! This should not be a delicacy in the world!

"Wouldn't it taste better with a little salt.....

Suddenly, someone had a whim, Yu Yu looked at the big vat pitifully, and wanted to drink another bowl, but was glared back by Yu Yu.

There aren't many of them, but they were going to be sacrificed at noon today, so they took them out.

Uncle Xi was drinking soy milk and eating a side dish.

This is wild amaranth, which grows a lot near Lingnan, and southerners also prefer to eat this thing.

When Uncle Xi came from the south, he didn't bring much of this kind of small vegetables, so in the cultivated land, Uncle Xi opened a small field by himself, which was really not big, just like the kind of vegetable garden in his back garden, the kind that he did casually.

This thing is easy to live, it is just a wild vegetable, and it is not only good to live, but also to fill the stomach, as for the taste, some people like it more, some people don't like it, depending on personal taste.

But Yu Zai said that next year, he will also open a field of wild amaranth in the cultivated land.

Uncle Xi is looking forward to it, but I'm also sorry.

"If you really think so, when I come back from the Central Plains, I must come back here again. ”

Yes, Uncle Xi is ready to go.

He had been in the Akagata clan for half a year, before the beginning of summer, and now it was the middle of autumn, and after winter, it was the beginning of spring of the following year.

Uncle Xi's original intention was to investigate the Chifang clan for a period of time, and then go back to the Central Plains to make a report, and if he hadn't passed through the Chifang clan, Uncle Xi would have arrived in the Central Plains by now.

Once every eight years, it will take him two years to go back and forth, and now that he has been delayed for so long in the Chifang clan, he must wait for the river to cross the river, and grab a tool for transportation on the road, otherwise, maybe he won't be able to catch up with the spring.

"Is Grandpa Yang Ji leaving?"

Some people were very reluctant and came to ask, especially those children who followed Uncle Xi to learn the time calendar, and Uncle Xi said to them: "If there is an encounter, there will be a difference, and next year, I will come back." ”

The children were immediately happy, and so was Uncle Xi.

The Akafang clan gave him a really good feeling, and he had never felt this kind of quiet and peaceful peace time outside of his own home, and the vitality of the Akafang clan was not at all like a defeated and desolate tribe.

Some stories have passed, and they have passed very quickly.

Some stories start suddenly, and the beginning is unexpected.

"Today is the Autumn Festival. ”

As the saying goes, the spring sacrifice day, the autumn sacrifice month, and when the Chifang clan arrives, it is the big sacrifice of spring, the so-called major events of the country are in the worship and Rong, the spring festival is a very serious matter, so all tribes must participate, and the autumn festival, in the area under the jurisdiction of Xunshan, is the tribes themselves to sacrifice their own, celebrate this year's harvest, and then summarize the work of the coming year.

Ordinary tribes just sacrifice casually and eat a good meal, which is similar to the later New Year.

The Spring Festival is a kind of festival developed from the sacrifice, and most of the so-called customs are left over from the sacrifice.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yu Zai finally changed into a strange dress.

The girls of the tribe took great pains to get a decent sacrificial garment, and the lamb was caught in a daze.

So today, everyone is happy, but the lamb is not.

The dolphins were eating and drinking at the banquet, looking at the past from a distance, the goo, the dolphin, the dog, the iron bull, the board... These guys are all as fat as Qiuqiu, and they can't tell which one is the pig.

And even supernumerary temporary workers like the Dragons have large pieces of animal meat to feast on.

And these guys eat fragrant and salty, but they can't eat at all!

"Lamb, today is the autumn festival, as a totem, you have to go up to show that when the time comes, you follow the witch, don't be stupid on it..... Otherwise..... tonight"

As the old patriarch said this, he knocked the bone knife in his hand on the wooden board at the same time.

After greeting all the ancestors of the old patriarch with contempt, the lamb was very unconvinced and was led away by the concubine with a hemp rope. This is also the only hemp rope in the tribe, because there is no hemp leaf planting, can only be searched in the wild, so there is really not much hemp.

"You're not convinced?"

The old patriarch asked.

The lamb snorted.

Unconvinced? Of course, the lamb is not convinced.

I can't beat you, but I'm just not convinced, can't I?

After standing on a simple, makeshift earthen platform, he made a speech on the autumn festival to all the clansmen and temporary workers in front of him.

First of all, it means that the sage of the first witch and the old wizard is their guidance that allows the red side to resettle in the south, so after praising the ancestors, and then saying that all the people in the tribe are good, everyone must work together to build a new countryside, and in the future, there will be salt, rice, and soy milk!

Then, it came to the biggest sacrificial link, that is, singing, when in Xunshan, the Xushi clan sang the harvest song composed by the Shennong clan.

At this time, after making the sacrificial action, the clear voice was transmitted to the ears of every clansman.

At the same time, it reverberates under the bright sky!

When everyone heard the sacrificial text this time, their whole body suddenly trembled for no reason, the excitement and surging, it seemed to be a stimulus from the depths of the soul, it was the longest, fighting against heaven and earth unyieldingly, praising themselves, but it was also a great song to praise this heaven and earth!

Yu Zai said loudly on the earthen platform:

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate .....!"

"The sun and the moon are shining, and the Chensu is listed in the .....!"

The thousand-character essay was given to Yu Zai by an unknown friend, of course, this is an external statement.

An illusion of the alternation of the sun and the moon and the passage of time appears in the hearts of every clansman!