The river in the back mountain resumed its flow, and the damaged houses in the tribe were repaired. It seemed as if the fierce battle before had never happened.
Under Jiang Xue's care, Mu Feng was able to walk out of the house. Liu Jun felt envious when he saw Jiang Xue supporting Mu Feng to bask in the sun.
They, the spirit race, can only live in water. If Jiang Xue had not accidentally broken the seal, they would still be living at the bottom of the Sishui River.
Time passed quickly, and the late rice in the field finally turned golden and bowed its head in the bleak autumn wind.
Without Jiang Xue's instructions, the people in the tribe harvested the late rice.
It took two days to harvest the late rice, and another three days to dry it and store it in the granary. Finally, the first autumn rain of the year fell.
It had been dry for so long that Jiang Xue couldn't remember the last time she saw rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. In just half a day, it formed small rivers on the ground. The dry and cracked land was madly absorbing the long-awaited rain and repairing the cracks.
The rain lasted for five days, and the late rice harvested filled twelve granaries. This amount of food was enough for them to eat for a while.
There were sweet potatoes and potatoes in the cellar. Although they could only drink porridge every day, when the weather cleared up on the sixth day, Jiang Xue prepared dry rice for the hunting team so that they could eat their fill before going hunting.
After resting for so many days, Mu Feng felt like he was going to get moldy.
No matter how Jiang Xue tried to stop him, he went out with the hunting team.
After the late rice was harvested, Jiang Xue finally remembered that her winter wheat had not yet been planted.
If you miss the season today, you will have to wait another year!
Jiang Xue didn't want to reclaim new land, so she planted wheat in the harvested rice fields.
After deep plowing the rice field, picking out the rice husks and weeds, digging furrows, and planting the wheat, she realized that the two kilograms of wheat were too little.
Not to mention five acres of rice fields, even one acre has not been planted.
It seems that I need to exchange some more.
After she and her men planted wheat in all five acres of rice fields, they could then sow cabbage and radishes.
There are quite a lot of people in the tribe now, and the seeds saved before are definitely not enough to provide so many people with enough cabbage and radishes for the winter.
Jiang Xue gritted her teeth and exchanged three pounds of cabbage and radish seeds each.
Fortunately, winter is coming soon, and cabbage and radish are crops that can survive the winter.
The originally bare land was plowed deep again, and when they finished all the farm work, the leaves began to fall.
Jiang Xue was very satisfied that the tribesmen were able to plant them all before winter came. Next, they needed to prepare for hibernation.
This time during the winter, they not only have to prepare various foods, but also salt.
The Bashan people have been merged into their own tribe. They left their homeland, and it would be unrealistic to ask them to return to the seaside to dry salt.
Jiang Xue could only focus on rock salt.
There are now many iron tools in the tribe, such as hammers, chisels, etc., which are frighteningly numerous.
The task of collecting rock salt can only be left to Asan, who is the mining expert in the tribe.
If he can't collect all the rock salt, then there will be a real shortage of salt for the winter.
This matter can only be done slowly. As for purification, we can only rely on "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature".
With the help of mining experts, limestone was mined, and the tribe finally had lime to use!
The limestone had already been fired at the mine, and after it was transported back, Jiang Xue's papermaking business could finally start.
Although papermaking may seem insignificant, it is precisely because of its existence that writing can be passed down and culture can be enhanced.
The tribe does not need to exchange other supplies with any other tribe for the time being, so Jiang Xue can only vigorously develop her various businesses.
Whether it was success or failure, Jiang Xue no longer pursued the matter.
These days, when using ceramic bowls to cook porridge, Aunt Cao has complained to her more than once that the people in the tribe eat too much. The porridge she cooks for a whole day is still not enough for so many people in the tribe.
This is a big problem.
The tribe has food, but we can't let them go hungry just because we haven't built a cook.
It is imperative to build a big pot for cooking and frying!
Jiang Xue had no experience in building a large pot, so she had to let the iron smelting team figure it out slowly.
She also knew that the people in the tribe were actually very smart. As long as they were given a reference, they would be able to figure it out on their own.
Thinking of this, she exchanged a large iron pot with two handles from the system and asked them to use it to beat the pot.
She took people to the fields to weed and cultivate the soil.
There are also advantages to having a large population in a tribe.
The current hunting team consists of almost all the adult men in the tribe who have no missions yet, while the work in the fields is done by the women.
As a result, the meat and skins in the tribe reached a new level again.
Although the weather is getting cooler, these meats will not last long if they are not smoked or pickled.
Even if you hang them in a well, their taste will change after three or four days.
Fortunately, no one cares about the taste of meat, but letting the tribesmen eat this kind of meat for a long time is not a solution.
Just when Jiang Xue was worrying about how to preserve the meat, the mining expert Asan finally brought back a truckload of rock salt.
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