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Although he found the cattail, he didn't know how to plant it so that it would grow water chestnuts. He looked carefully at the plants by the water and found that none of them had water chestnuts.

But it doesn’t matter, because what he wants more than wild rice is the fruit of wild rice - wild rice.

This thing was cultivated in ancient China a long time ago and was regarded as one of the six grains. Although the yield may not be very high, it is at least a grain, which is satisfactory.

After greeting Xiao, the two of them went down to the pond, intending to transplant all the cattail plants back.

Unexpectedly, this thing had a well-developed root system and clung to the mud tightly. The two of them had to work very hard, and by the time they finally pulled it out, their bodies were covered in mud and water.

Wu Yue, his face covered in mud, rinsed the roots of the foxtail millet and put them into his space. He then looked up, pointed at Xiao, and laughed, "Hahaha, look at your face!"

Xiao didn't care about his face. Instead, he frowned and moved closer to him, carefully wiping the mud off his face with his fingers. "Let's get ashore quickly. The water's quite cold."

Wu Yue blushed, washed his feet obediently, went ashore and put on his shoes.

Xiao also washed his feet simply, but since he always went barefoot, there was no need to wash them very thoroughly.

As he washed, he asked, "Can this plant be eaten? Are you eating the stems? I saw Yun and the others looking for the tender stems of another plant near the water, and that plant has more edible parts than this one."

Wu Yue paused and asked him, "Will that thing grow a stick-like flower that becomes hairy when rubbed?"

Xiao nodded.

It's cattail, Wu Yue concluded. These primitive people are pretty good, they even know how to eat cattail.

So he gave Xiao some basic knowledge: "The plant you mentioned is called cattail, and its tender stems can be eaten as a vegetable. What we just dug is called foxtail millet, and sometimes the tender stems swell up and can also be eaten as a vegetable, but what I mainly want is its fruit."

He took this opportunity to talk about the importance of food: "Remember the porridge I gave you in the cave? It's made with food. Eating food gives you strength, so you won't get hungry so quickly. And it can be kept for a long time without losing its flavor."

Xiao roughly understood: "The fruit of this thing is also considered food?"

Wu Yue nodded, "But the yield shouldn't be very high." At this moment, he really missed the rice, millet, and corn that were produced in high yields in modern society...

However, the crops he grows already include wheat, beans and sweet potatoes, and now he has foxtail millet. One should not be too greedy.

After the two chatted for a while, the eagle came out, caught three jungle fowl in its left hand, two in its right hand, and a few dead ones hanging on its shoulders.

Hey! This guy's aim is really good. Wu Yue was overjoyed and hurried forward to check.

The eagle said apologetically, "God's messenger, it's too hard to catch them alive. We only managed to kill five, so it's unlikely that all of them will survive."

"No, no, no." Wu Yue praised him loudly, "You did a great job, Eagle. You're amazing!"

This was only achieved with a stone! With this kind of accuracy, if this guy were to be equipped with a bow and arrow or a crossbow... Wu Yue didn't dare to think about it. At the same time, he also decided in his heart that he should study bows and arrows or something.

The eagle was so delighted by the praise that it smiled and giggled.

The aliens' space rings can't hold everything, such as living animals. Therefore, Wu Yue only put the dead chickens in, and the live chickens still had to be held by hand.

There were five chickens, two males and three females. Wu Yue tried to communicate with them but was unable to do so.

It was a bit regrettable, but Wu Yue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was not a little fox or a horse. This thing was intended to be raised for eating. If they could communicate and have feelings, how could he eat it?

After harvesting the foxtail millet, Wu Yue looked at the plants on the ground more carefully on the way back. He actually found some wild vegetables, but they were all common plants that the collection team would pick and take back for consumption.

The three of them, who were not carrying much weight, moved very quickly, and the sun had not yet set when they returned to the tribe.

Thinking about the foxtail millet, the first thing Wu Yue did was to run to the back of the house and plant the foxtail millet in the small pond where lotus flowers were planted before. The foxtail millet was a little wilted after losing most of the water for half a day, but it looked like it would not die.

After taking care of the plants, the next thing is the animals. Unfortunately, the land where I had planned to raise chickens has not been fenced off yet, so I can't just leave the jungle fowl outside the house.

Wu Yue had no choice but to cut some of the chickens' wing feathers, tie their feet with ribbons and hang them in the corner of the house, waiting to build a fence tomorrow before moving them to the yard.

Although these chickens will definitely leave poop in the house, we can only bear with it and clean it up properly later.

The little fox baby followed behind him and peeked in, very interested in these living prey.

"No, baby can't eat them." After repeatedly instructing the little fox and feeding it some sausages, the baby finally agreed not to touch the chickens.

Everyone was at the tribe today, so dinner was served a little earlier. Some were already barbecuing and making soup. Wu Yue walked to the river, pulled out the dead chickens, and plucked and cleaned them up. Xiao joined him in the work.

Jungle fowl are much smaller than domestic chickens, with more hair and less meat on their bodies. When cleaned up, they are only slightly larger than pigeons.

Wu Yueben was thinking about trying some new ways to eat it, but now seeing how skinny it was, he decisively chose to make soup, otherwise it would be difficult to divide such a small amount of meat.

Although there was little meat, the smell after stewing with wild vegetables was still quite fragrant. Everyone was given a bowl of hot chicken soup and ate it with the barbecued meat, feeling quite satisfied.

Tao Hua naturally got one as well. Although she couldn't leave the tent due to her injury, she felt very happy as she drank the delicious chicken soup in the ceramic bowl and listened to the laughter outside.

The Sharp Fang Tribe is a great choice.

After eating and drinking, everyone went back to their tents to sleep. Tonight, Xiao also sent Wu Yue to the door.

The moonlight, brighter than that on Earth, sprinkled on Wu Yue's face, making him feel itchy, so he leaned over and kissed Wu Yue.

Wu Yue has gotten used to his kisses these days. The primitive man has no technique, he just puts his lips on for a few seconds and then moves away.

After a few exchanges, the pure kiss made him feel strangely itchy. Although he had never kissed anyone before, he was still a well-informed modern man. Had he not eaten pork, he had seen pigs run?

With a sudden thought, he grabbed Xiao's neck and started attacking.

Xiao was startled when Wu Yue's tongue touched his lips. A tingling sensation he had never experienced before exploded from his scalp and spread to his limbs.

"Open your mouth..." After kissing for a while and seeing that Xiao was still not cooperating, Wu Yue bit his lower lip and said dissatisfiedly.

Now Xiao came to his senses, took the initiative and caught up with him, imitating Wu Yue's movements of licking and sucking, and broke into his mouth.

The two people who love learning went back and forth and practiced for more than ten minutes before they finally agreed to separate.

Xiao panted slightly, licked Wu Yue's lips, and asked, "Are you willing to be my partner now?" Since they have done such an intimate thing, it should mean that he agrees.

Wu Yue, his cheeks burning, licked his lips, which had been numbed by Xiao's sucking. Facing Xiao's expectant gaze, he slowly shook his head: "Not yet."

Xiao showed an aggrieved expression, buried his head in Wu Yue's shoulder, and hummed in dissatisfaction.

Is this a bit of a spoiled brat? That's quite... rare.

Wu Yue patted his head and coaxed him: "Be good, be good. Wait a while. After all, we haven't known each other for long."

Judging from his current relationship with Xiao, he likes him quite a bit, but he's definitely not completely accepting him yet. They're just passionately in love right now, but still a long way from "marriage."

After coaxing him into submission, Wu Yue leaned forward and kissed him again, smiling and responding with the words Xiao had said before: "Good night, dream of me tonight."

The young leader felt his heartbeat, which had just calmed down, begin to beat ragged again. Touching his lips, he returned to his tent to rest with a feeling of half sweetness and half regret.

As for whether I dreamed of Wu Yue tonight, only God knows.

The next day, Wu Yue got up very early. As soon as he got up, he checked the chickens in the house. Although the eagle had tried its best to be gentle, the chickens were injured after all and might die during the night.

As expected, a male and a female were dead, leaving only three.

It’s a bit regrettable, but there’s nothing we can do about it.

After putting the two dead chickens into the space, he went outside to get some wild vegetables and leaves and threw them in front of the chickens, and then prepared to build a fence.

The progress of Xiao's house next door is good, and he will be able to move in in a day or two.

This newly built house was right next to his own, even sharing the same east wall. Xiao had once said, stroking his chin, that they would break through this wall once they became partners.

His face felt a little hot, so he patted his face to stop himself from thinking too much, then went out to wash, feed the horses, and water the plants.

From afar, I saw Xiao and his men setting out to hunt. Their target today was the south.

Wu Yue also started working and found two people to help him. They inserted sharpened branches deep into the soil behind the house, and then weaved stone vines around them to form a large net.

The door was also woven from branches and stone vines, and when it needed to be closed, it was tied to the fence with two long furs.

This job was not difficult and was done quickly. Wu Yue then moved the three chickens into this simple chicken coop.

After finally getting rid of the ribbons on their feet and coming outside, the three chickens immediately flapped their wings to try to escape. Unfortunately, their long wing feathers had been clipped off, so their flapping was in vain.

Wu Yue, who was watching the whole process, felt relieved when he saw that the chicken could not fly away. He threw some vegetable leaves in and cleaned up the chicken manure in the house. There was nothing serious to worry about.

I went to see Tao Hua. She had recovered well and was in a good mood. She had already started learning the language of the Sharp Tooth Tribe from Xia, and she was learning it quite quickly.

When he had nothing to do, Wu Yue thought of making bows and arrows.

He knew the principle of the bow and arrow. The bow body could be made of wood. As for the bowstring, he still had some ribbons left in his space. This thing was quite sturdy, so maybe he could give it a try.

He immediately went to the tribe's firewood pile, picked out a piece of wood of suitable length and good hardness, and started working by the campfire.

The people in the tribe were happy when they saw him making things, because they knew that no matter what strange things this amazing messenger of God made, they would eventually make everyone live a good life.

The adults had work to do and couldn't stay to watch, but it was fine with the children, especially Xiaoshu, who was already quite interested in making things. He stopped chasing and playing with the other children and sat obediently next to Wu Yue, watching.

Wu Yue smiled at him and began to explain to him while doing it.

In fact, he himself had only a vague understanding of the art. He just recalled the bows he had seen on TV dramas before, and used a not-so-sharp stone knife to carve out the general shape, and then repaired it.

After it was roughly formed, he tried to bend the bow. The wood was very hard and it took a lot of effort to bend it.

It seemed good, so he put down the bow and took out the ribbon.

To make it stronger, he braided three strands of ribbon together, and finally got a very strong rope.

After making a small groove on the bow, he put the string on with great effort. He looked around and tried to pull the bowstring, and it looked pretty good.

The next step was the arrows, but due to insufficient materials, he could only make a very simple version.

I found a few straight branches and peeled them to form the shafts. Without arrowheads, I sharpened the tops of the branches and roasted them briefly over a fire to make them harder. I slotted the nocks and then used resin to attach chicken feathers to them as fletching.

A simple arrow was made, and he wanted to try if it worked, so he took Xiaoshu to a deserted place.

Get ready, aim at the target, draw the bow, and shoot!

The arrow flew out, and there was nothing wrong with it except that it deviated from the target by a little bit.

"Not bad, not bad. I still have a talent for manufacturing!" Wu Yue boasted after picking up the arrow.

As for the talent for archery, well, let’s not talk about it.