The Growth Record of a Primitive Civilization

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Chapter 179: Visiting the Mother-in-Law (Please vote and subscribe)

Chapter 179 Going to See My Mother-in-Law (Please vote and subscribe)

Another week has passed, and time has entered the second half of the third month of spring. The rice has begun to grow ears. The ears of rice flutter in the wind and stand upright. From a distance, they look like reed flowers, very beautiful and pleasing. When the flowers bloom and fade, they will enter the filling period, and the grains will expand rapidly. At that time, the ears of rice will fall down, and it will not be long before the harvest time.

The construction of residential houses in the urban area is also very fast. 20 housing construction teams are rapidly rising from the ground at a rate of 20 houses every five days.

Of course, this is not a finished product, but a rough house, with no windows, no doors, and no floor in the house. It is just a wall and a roof. It will take some time for the later decoration. Anyway, let's build it first.

The square in the central city was built by 90 people. It took nearly half a month to finally lay the floor tiles. It looks very spectacular. In the primitive era, where can you find such a clean and flat ground?

The square was just as Luo Chong had planned, only half of it was paved, and the rest was reserved for the construction of a school and Luo Chong's residence in the future.

After the ninety people paved the square, Luo Chong assigned them to the house-building team, selected key members from the original twenty groups, added the ninety people, and expanded five groups, so that twenty-five houses could be built at the same time. The men worked hard to build, and the food source of the tribe was all handed over to the women.

The wild vegetables and plant roots of the gathering team, the fishing team by the river, and the hunting patrol team of more than a dozen people checked every day to see if there was any harvest in the traps set in the mountains and forests. When they encountered wild beasts, they would take the initiative to attack them. Most of the time, they could get prey every day, but not too much, and it could not be considered the main source of food.

Although the harvest rate of various traps was low, you couldn't stop the high density of traps. There were always a few unlucky ones in the mountains and forests within a radius of more than ten miles. Sometimes, encountering two or three large Wan-toothed pigs could provide food for the tribe for a day. This all depended on luck. The hunter's luck was good, but the prey's luck was bad, which was very unstable.

After more than ten days of work, Xiaodie had finished weaving the first roll of 50 meters of cloth at a rate of ten meters every three days. Unfortunately, it cannot be worn now. Summer is coming soon. Pure alpaca wool fabric is too hot, so it can only be stored for the time being.

The more than thirty alpacas in the Han tribe's animal pen have been sheared clean. The sheared wool balls have been washed, combed, and spun. Now there is a large pile of wool yarn.

The woven wool fiber cloth weighs about one pound per two or three meters. The wool of an adult alpaca can be woven into a length of about 20 to 30 meters. With more than 30 alpacas, it can be woven into a few hundred meters. But what to weave after weaving these?

The Han tribe now has three first-generation looms. At the fastest, it can weave ten meters a day. It won't be long before the wool yarn will be used up. What should we do when there is no wool yarn? The hemp fields in the Han tribe cannot be harvested yet. The newly grown tender branches have been pinched off and transplanted to continuously expand the hemp fields. The most important thing is that the wool cloth cannot be worn now. This is a problem. Luo Chong cannot let the looms idle. He has to find raw materials for the looms.

At night, Xiaodie and Luo Chong lay together again, covered with a piece of woolen cloth patchwork quilt. It's not right, in fact, it's just a single layer of woolen cloth, but in late spring and early summer, it's just right to cover yourself with a single layer of woolen cloth at night, not too cold or too hot.

"Luo Chong, are you asleep?" Xiaodie asked weakly.

"Huh? No, what's the matter?"

"I, I want to go back to the tribe to see my mother tomorrow. Do you have time tomorrow? Can you take me there?"

"Well - it doesn't seem to be anything important. I have time and I can take you there tomorrow." Luo Chong said after a moment of hesitation.

"Really? That's great, then can I bring a piece of woolen cloth to my mother, just three or two meters." Xiaodie turned over and lay on Luo Chong to ask.

"Of course, didn't I promise you before that I would bring some to my mother when I visit her? You don't have to take two meters, just give twenty meters. I see that your mother likes to wear robes, so you can make two more robes to change. The rest can also be made into a sheet like ours, to cover when you sleep at night." Luo Chong stroked Xiaodie's smooth back and said.

"Twenty meters! Really? You didn't lie to me?" Xiaodie asked in surprise, still a little bit unbelieving in her heart.

"Why would I lie to you? Really, when did I break my promise? If you don't believe me, then I will change my words. If twenty meters are gone, give me two... Um-um-um-um"

Luo Chong was stunned. He was just teasing Xiaodie, but before he could say the rest of the words, Xiaodie blocked his mouth with her lips

. Later, the heavy breathing of the two people rang out in the hut.

"Luo Chong, you are so good to me. In two years, I will definitely give you two more children." Xiaodie rested her face on Luo Chong's chest and said emotionally.

Luo Chong also stroked Xiaodie's hair and continued to tease her, "Really? Then how many children should we have?"

"Well, three, no, eight. When the time comes, you, the father, will go hunting for food, and I, the mother, will weave cloth and make clothes for them. By the way, we grow rice, so we don't have to hunt. Then you, then you can teach our children to make things. You are so capable, you can do everything." Xiaodie looked forward to the future, and her two big eyes sparkled with dazzling brilliance.

"Well, if we have so many children, if all the people in our tribe have so many children, we have to plant more rice, otherwise we can't feed so many people." Luo Chong said worriedly. If they continue to have so many children, the population will definitely double.

"Well, then let's dig more rivers and plant more rice. By the way, Luo Chong, is the rice you mentioned delicious? I've never seen what it's like, but I heard from the tribesmen who have eaten it that it's delicious, fragrant and sweet."

"Yes, it's fragrant and sweet, very soft, and easy to store. Once it's dried and stored in the warehouse, it can be kept for several years without going bad. We can save what we can't finish and eat it slowly. It will be almost ready in another month, and then you can eat rice and rice porridge every day."

Gurgle

"Hehe, you're making me hungry just now. I want to eat it so much." Xiaodie explained the voice just now embarrassedly.

"Okay, go to sleep quickly. We won't have food until tomorrow. Get up early tomorrow morning and I'll make you something delicious. After breakfast, we'll go to the tribe to see your mother."

"Okay."

Just like that, the next morning, Luo Chong and Xiao Die pulled 20 meters of brown woolen cloth, rolled it into a roll and put it on Huishan's back. They were going to ride this big guy today, and Rourou would follow. Niu and Jiaolu had work to do, so after digging the Huishui River, they could just play with these two.

(End of this chapter)