Balloon, who had gained a little weight, was in a very happy mood. He followed the method taught by the Son of God, holding this tool he had never seen before, which the Son of God called a "raker", and pulled it in front of him over and over again on the spread out scene.

The nine curved teeth on the rake swept across the scene, taking away some broken rapeseed stems. The tiny, dark brown rapeseed playfully avoided the thick teeth, gathered together, and looked at this new world with joy.

Where the teeth of the rake pass, small grooves will be left, just like a comb.

Balloon kept extending and pulling back the rake in his hand, and a pile of straw had gathered in front of him.

After using the rake to clear the area around him, the balloon moved to another place and repeated this simple yet extremely pleasant task.

He didn't need to pay attention to the gathered straw. The woodcutter standing by picked up the straw with a wooden fork and put it on the pile of rape stalks beside the threshing floor.

Balloon was of course in a good mood. The Son of God not only gave him such a nice name, but also gave him this unique thing in the tribe to use. How could he not be happy?

He worked diligently, recalling the Son of God's demonstration, adding some of his own understanding, and striving to do it better.

Balloon is willing to do this. He likes to contribute to the tribe like everyone else. If he can get a smiling compliment from the Son of God, he will be happy for two days.

While doing this, he would occasionally think of the past.

If it were in the past, I would probably be hunting in the woods with my former leader right now? Hunting is not as comfortable as doing it now!

Not only do you not have to worry about being bitten by wild beasts, but you will also have delicious broth to drink at night.

When Balloon thought of the delicious soup in the tribe, his stomach growled involuntarily, as if to prove that he couldn't wait any longer.

"Okay, well done."

After the balloon had swept the entire scene with the rake, it straightened up with the help of the rake and took a short rest. It had an expectant look in its eyes, and from time to time it floated towards the Son of God who was standing under the gate.

The Son of God did not disappoint him, and when he saw that he had finished the task, he came over with a smile and gave him the praise he had been longing for. Not only that, the Son of God also raised the thumb of his right hand towards him.

This makes Balloon even more excited.

Having lived here for such a long time, he already knew the meaning of this action. This was a compliment that was even higher than what the Son of God had just said. There were not many people in the tribe who had received such praise from the Son of God!

Han Cheng's praise was indeed sincere, because Balloon mastered the technique of the rake very quickly, and before a match was even finished, he was more proficient than Han Cheng himself.

Such talents must be encouraged.

After all, there are many people in the tribe who are good at hunting, but fewer who are good at other things.

When Mu Tou and his companions saw that Balloon was praised, they were very envious.

Mu Tou looked at the situation on the threshing floor and saw that the longer rapeseed stalks had been shoveled away and there was nothing else to shovel, so he held the wooden fork in one hand and began to scratch his hair.

He is an old hand of the Qingque tribe. Last year, when the Son of God was harvesting rapeseed, he watched from the side and knew some general procedures.

It’s just that there was very little rapeseed last year, and the method used to harvest rapeseed was very different from before.

For example, last year they used sticks to beat the children, and made minors trample on them, but this year they used wooden forks...

It seems that the next step is to gather these scattered rapeseeds together.

After carefully recalling last year's actions and comparing them with the current situation, Mu Tou came to a conclusion on what needs to be done next.

He looked at the Son of God standing beside him, hesitated for a moment, then put down the wooden fork in his hand, walked to the side, picked up the broom, and began to sweep the rapeseed that had spread across the ground to the middle.

This broom, a necessity, was made by Han Chengji as early as last year. Everyone in the tribe already knows its purpose and is familiar with its usage.

The raw material used for brooms is a kind of annual grass that looks a bit like a small tree. The main trunk of this grass has many dense branches and twigs, and it is tough, making it a good material for making large brooms.

Of course, if you think about it in detail, brooms made of bamboo are more useful, but there is no trace of bamboo at present, so we can only use what can be called a "wood broom" instead.

After Han Cheng discovered Mu Tou's actions, he was very happy, because this meant that Mu Tou had thought independently and found a solution to the problem.

Thinking about this kind of thing has always played an extremely important role in the process of human evolution.

Han Cheng smiled and gave a thumbs up to the man who was sweeping the rapeseed into the middle with a broom.

Mu Tou's mood also became extremely happy, it seemed that what he thought was right.

Thinking this way, he worked harder. When he found that if he swept too fast, the rapeseeds stuck in the broom would roll onto the swept ground, he slowed down. He remembered the method taught by the Son of God when he was about to pick up the rapeseed stalks with a wooden fork. He suddenly felt an idea flash in his mind. While slowing down, he shook the broom every time he swept.

After scanning twice, he found that there was indeed rapeseed being carried out. The smile on Mu Tou's face became even more intense.

This is how life is. There are countless little skills that need to be discovered, mastered, and passed on.

Mu Tou swept for a while and frowned again, because as he moved, the rapeseed in front of him accumulated into a thick layer that could not be swept away with a broom.

After seeing this scene, Han Cheng smiled, because he, the Son of God, had another chance to show off in front of Mu Tou and the others.

As he amused himself with such thoughts, he took the rake from Balloon's hand and gestured to Balloon and the wood to watch him demonstrate.

Han Cheng turned the rake over, with its nine curved teeth facing upwards, and pressed it against the area where the wood had swept up a thick layer of rapeseed and finer debris. He held the rake handle with both hands and pushed it forward.

Things that could not be shaken by a broom had little resistance to the rake and were pushed forward by Han Cheng.

Where the rake had passed, a half-meter-wide gap was left, with only a thin layer of rapeseed left behind...

Wood and Balloon's eyes lit up. Wood had never thought that the problem could be solved in this way, while Balloon was delighted because he had discovered a new use for the rake.

After Han Cheng demonstrated it, he handed the rake to Balloon who was eager to try it out, and then became a hands-off manager.

The following scene is very harmonious. Balloon is in front using a rake to push the rapeseed to the middle of the threshing floor, while Wood follows behind with a broom to sweep the thin layer left to the front. Behind them is a clean scene.

This scene easily reminds people of the couple busy in the threshing field in later generations.