Uncle Deer is here too. He loves eating flowers the most, so he certainly won't be absent when faced with something so alluring.

As soon as he saw this guy coming, Han Cheng hurriedly took Fu Jiang out. Neither of these two guys was worry-free.

Uncle Lu's current look is very cool, not only does he have a "splint" on his face and ropes wrapped around his horns, but he also has a "mask" on his mouth. This is unique in the entire Qingque tribe!

Of course, this kind of mask is not made of gauze. At this time, even if Han Cheng wanted to make a gauze mask like that, he couldn't find the materials.

This mask of Uncle Lu was woven with rattan by Bo, the best craftsman of Qingque tribe, at the instruction of Han Cheng.

It is roughly in the shape of a bowl, with ropes tied symmetrically at the edges. When wearing it, you only need to buckle this mask woven from rattan on the long mouth of the deer, and then tie the rope slightly at the base of its horns, and it will not fall off.

Such things are called "bridles" in Han Cheng's hometown in later generations. They are usually worn by cows and horses, and most of them are woven with broken bamboo strips.

But Han Cheng didn't find any bamboo now, so he could only use rattan instead.

Fortunately, the effect is not bad.

You can see this from the pitiful look of the deer, who is so anxious that he puts his mouth straight into the rape flowers, licking the bridle with his tongue but cannot get the food into his mouth.

Fu Jiang, who had been following Han Cheng with his head down, immediately became excited when he saw Uncle Lu's pitiful appearance.

It wooshed twice at the drooling old deer, and after successfully attracting the old deer's attention, it walked to a rapeseed, opened its mouth, and used its sparse teeth to bite the raw rapeseed that it usually despised.

After taking two bites, it turned its head to look at Mr. Deer as if in protest, then continued eating while wagging its tail.

Han Cheng was stunned by this scene. Could it be that this stupid dog Fu Jiang was about to become a spirit? He could even use such a trick that killed a thousand enemies but injured eight hundred of his own?

Uncle Deer was so angry when he saw this scene that he let go of the rape flower that was frightened by him, lowered his head, and rushed towards Fu Jiang.

The two guys, who have fought countless times, are already familiar with each other's tactics.

How could Fu Jiang, who had been butted on the buttocks by the deer many times before, let it succeed? He immediately hid aside flexibly and bared his sparse teeth at the deer.

Feeling insulted, Uncle Lu also knew that this guy didn't dare to really bite him. After his attack missed, he immediately turned his head and charged at Fu Jiang again...

This fight between wolves and deer ended with the old deer defeating the lucky general.

The main reason was that Fu Jiang forgot that there was a rope tied around his neck this time.

After dodging a few more times, the rope was wrapped around Han Cheng, and he had no space to move.

The victorious old deer walked away with his long limbs, head held high, in an extremely arrogant manner, and even forgot to ask Han Cheng to untie the bridle that was in the way.

Fu Jiang looked at Han Cheng with extremely resentful eyes. If it weren't for this stupid master, he wouldn't have been humiliated by that damn deer. Thinking of what happened just now, Fu Jiang felt a pain in his butt...

Time passes by bit by bit, seemingly slowly, but when looking back we are always surprised at how fast it is.

When the wall with the main gate on the south side of the Qingque tribe was completely raised and only a short section of the low wall behind it was left unraised, the rapeseed that had lost its lushness could finally be harvested!

Just like last year, before harvesting the rapeseed, Han Cheng first directed the tribesmen to clear out a piece of open space called a "field".

The venue is in the courtyard of the Qingque tribe.

The yard of the Green Bird Tribe is large enough, and apart from the toilet, rabbit pen and deer pen, there are no other buildings, so there is plenty of space to build a field.

Han Cheng chose the location of the field on the west side near the gate. He had his considerations. Firstly, when transporting the harvested rapeseed to the tribe, the distance could be shortened. Secondly, when threshing the rapeseed, there would be a lot of dust, broken grass leaves, etc. The gate was far enough away from the cave to reduce the impact on the cave.

Moreover, the wall on the west side of the gate has been raised, and piling rapeseed here will not affect the construction of the wall.

Compared to last year, it was much easier to open up the threshing ground. (The word "ground" alone feels awkward, so I'll just call it threshing ground, even though there is no wheat in the Qingque tribe now...)

This was mainly due to the strong wind last year, which uprooted countless trees. Han Cheng and his team only needed to level the ground and then smash it with stone slabs or other relatively flat objects.

Considering that there is more rapeseed this year than last year, Han Cheng built the threshing ground much larger, to about 50 to 60 square meters.

When it comes to harvesting rapeseed, Tietou and Ruhua are the main force, especially Tietou. Over the past few days, he has become very familiar with using the stone sickle to cut grass, and the same applies to harvesting rapeseed. One person can harvest faster than two people.

Just like harvesting thatch, the harvested rapeseed was also placed into small piles nearby, then tied with ropes and transported to the threshing ground in the tribe.

Those who are stronger can make bigger rapeseed bundles, while those who are weaker can make smaller bundles.

Because there was not much rapeseed, not all people in the Qingque tribe participated in the rapeseed harvest.

Han Cheng only transferred a quarter of the manpower from the people who were building the wall, and with the addition of Heiwa and his wife, it was enough.

Han Cheng harvested the two carefully cultivated rapeseed fields, totaling less than 200 plants, by himself instead of asking others to do the work.

After the harvest, they were tied into bundles of four with straw ropes, and then carefully hung on some tree trunks on the west side of the tribe’s cave entrance to dry, without mixing them with other rapeseed.

Not only are they not mixed with other rapeseed, but even these two pieces of rapeseed are strictly separated when drying.

They don't seem to have much difference now, but in Han Cheng's expectation, they will become two major factions.

One group is moving towards Chinese cabbage, while the other is moving towards rapeseed, which has a better taste and more seeds.

Of course, even if this could succeed, it would take at least seventy or eighty years.

Han Cheng looked at the rapeseed "corpse" that he had hung on a tree branch to dry in the sun and couldn't help but sigh slightly. This is indeed a long way to go!

Thinking of this, he immediately laughed again. Being able to encounter this primitive rapeseed at this time was already extremely lucky. How could he be so picky and unsatisfied? Just do it slowly.

As long as you are heading in the right direction, you will succeed one day.