He walked into the house and found that the house was covered with animal skins, which seemed to indicate that someone was already living there.
"It should be comfortable to live in a house like this, right?"
"Yes," Jiang Xue said with a smile. She didn't dare to say whether it was comfortable or not, but from everyone's experience, it was indeed better than the cave.
Jiang Xue didn't continue the conversation with Chi Mu. Instead, she turned to the fat man from the Bamboo Tribe and said, "Thank you for your hard work on the journey, Chief. We are all exhausted from rushing to build these houses. From now on, the work in our fields will be handed over to you."
Jiang Xue was referring to the fact that the early rice could be harvested.
The early rice was about to be harvested, but they were busy building a house, so this matter had to be put aside for the time being.
Fortunately, the people from the Bamboo Tribe have finally arrived, so this matter can be handed over to them.
"I have asked Asongbo to weave the baskets for harvesting rice and put them in the cave. You can take them out and use them." Jiang Xue was exhausted these days. She said weakly to the fat man.
As for how to thresh the harvested rice, it is also a strenuous job.
After all, they didn't have tools like threshers, so they could only rely on brute force to thresh the grain.
The "threshing barn" had been built long ago. In order to prevent the grains from jumping out, three sides were raised with bamboo mats, leaving only one side for people to stand.
Jiang Xue started tinkering with the rice pounding stake before the rice was put into the barn.
There is no other way. They don’t have modern machinery or electricity, so they can only use this most primitive method to do this.
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