If you have something to say, it will be long; if you have nothing to say, it will be short.

The following events of the Qingque tribe were quite dull, with nothing worth writing about happening.

Time flies. The place where the sun rises every day moves from the northeast to the east, and then rushes to the southeast without stopping. It is also tired of facing all the familiar things all the time. It wants to get closer to the places further south, and be prepared to make sure that all the rain and dew are equally distributed, so as not to be labeled as favoring one side only.

As it gradually moved away, the temperature of the land began to drop. The leaves threatened to die, jumped off the branches, and fell to the ground in a sad and beautiful way. A large number of plants offered up the fruits they had treasured for half a year, hoping to regain the figure that brought them warmth. However, all this was in vain. The warm figure still walked away without looking back...

In this autumn atmosphere, the Qingque tribe's building with twelve rooms is also undergoing the final stage of tiling.

After the tiles are laid, the house will need a little renovation and can be occupied before winter comes.

When the tiles were more than half laid, the process stopped because the tiles produced were not enough for use.

Even though Han Cheng later specially assigned two people to help Heiwa make tiles, they still could not supply enough.

There is no other way but to stop temporarily and wait until a certain number of tiles have been accumulated before continuing.

It just so happens that it’s time to prepare for planting rapeseed.

The eldest brother and others who had temporarily stopped building the house were still not idle. They were busy with the affairs in the fields.

Shang inserted the bone shovel in his hand into the dung pile on the east side of the outer wall of the Qingque tribe, then took the hook from the side, hung the handle of the shovel with the wooden hook, stood up, and carried two shovels full of a mixture of deer dung, rabbit dung, chicken manure and some rotten weeds, and walked towards the rapeseed field on the west side of the west wall.

Working on this task with him were his eldest brother, second brother and others.

It is embarrassing to say that ever since Han Cheng decided to build up the Qingque tribe and gradually develop animal husbandry and planting, these people who used to chase wild beasts with sticks and stone spears and run ferociously have all lost their status. Now, the dignified leader has actually been reduced to a dung picker...

The eldest senior brother, who was also carrying two baskets of manure and walking in front and behind Shang, did not think there was anything wrong with this. Instead, he had a smile on his face.

Because he was thinking about what the Son of God had said before. The Son of God described what they were doing now as fertilizing, and said that after fertilizing, the rapeseed would grow vigorously in due time.

The Son of God also said that fertilizing rapeseed is similar to eating. If people don’t eat, they will have no strength, and rapeseed will not grow vigorously if it doesn’t eat...

This made the eldest brother marvel at this, but at the same time, he had a bad idea...

Thinking of the deliciousness of rapeseed, he naturally worked with great enthusiasm and was not picky.

The manure was carried to the field and dumped there in piles.

When the manure is almost all on the ground, someone will come with a bone shovel, shovel the manure that has been piled as evenly as possible, and scatter it around...

While the eldest brother and others were busy carrying manure to the fields, Han Cheng was also not idle. He directed another group of people to clear tree branches and trunks on the west side of the courtyard wall, next to the original rapeseed field, in preparation for the upcoming reclamation.

This year, the Qingque tribe harvested enough rapeseed, and Han Cheng planned to expand the area of ​​rapeseed cultivation. This thing is not only loved by humans, but also by deer.

Feeding rabbits or cutting some into pieces to feed chickens are both very good choices. With so many mouths waiting for them, Han Cheng naturally won't worry about planting too much and wasting it.

Last year, the rapeseed field was only about three or four acres. This year, Han Cheng plans to reclaim more land to grow rapeseed, at least a dozen acres.

Fortunately, the Qingque tribe is located on the edge of the mountains. On the left, right and front sides are relatively flat piedmont impact plains that were formed at an unknown time. There is enough land for cultivation.

Even if the land on this side of the river has been reclaimed, you can continue to reclaim the land on the other side of the river.

This directly solved Han Cheng's worries. Otherwise, for the development of the planting industry and the future prosperity of the tribe, he would still need to persuade the people of the tribe to leave the caves where they had lived for generations and go to unfamiliar places to open up new homes.

If that happens, all the things done before will be in vain.

This discovery made Han Cheng once again feel that his luck was not too bad. It really felt good not to have to start from the most original starting point.

This suddenly reminded him of those people who were at the finishing line of others when they were born. When they stood there and looked back at the many people sharpening their knives in order not to lose at the starting line, their mood must have been even better.

Sure enough, people have been in all kinds of injustice since they were born. It's like traveling through time, the unlucky guy came to the primitive society...

Fortunately, we still have our hands and feet, and we can change our own situation through our own efforts. Even if we try our best and are far from reaching the starting point of others, at least we have surpassed our own starting point...

Well, just like Han Cheng could never lead the people of the Qingque tribe to reach the level of the era in which he lived in later generations even if he struggled for eight lifetimes, but he could make the people of the Qingque tribe live a much better life than before.

According to Han Cheng's original idea, for the trees on the land to be reclaimed, he would do the same as last year, clear a buffer zone around the land, and then set it on fire and be done with it.

But then he changed his mind.

Because of the continuous construction of houses, kilns, burning stones and making other wooden products over the year, the Qingque tribe consumed a lot of wood.

When all the houses were completed and everyone used kangs in winter, there was also a lot of demand for firewood, so Han Cheng was a little reluctant to spend it.

At his signal, the people of the Qingque tribe first carried out the dry firewood that was useful for burning kilns and stones, and left the remaining dead branches and leaves, as well as some tree trunks that were too thick to carry, inside, waiting to be burned with fire.

Looking at the firewood in front of him that had begun to rot, and then looking at the fallen trees in the distance, Han Cheng felt that he really needed to start trying to burn charcoal, otherwise all the firewood that could not be burned in time would be wasted.

After being burned into charcoal, the wood with impurities burned away is not only easy to store, but also has better combustion efficiency. Before finding a good coal substitute, if you want to make some metal tools, you must use charcoal.