The knowledge brought from later generations, or what can be called common sense, is the foundation of his existence in this era.

There is a truth that will never change, that is, a person who can bring benefits and be useful to others will be far more popular and even respected than others, and can also more easily integrate into a group.

There is no need to look far ahead, one can understand this by just thinking about the process of Han Cheng's transformation from the meat that the Second Senior Brother wanted to eat to the Son of God that is particularly respected by the entire Qingque Tribe.

These things in his mind are his greatest wealth and his reliance for living better in this era.

How could he treat something so important so casually?

As for recording on the pottery tablet, which would be seen by others and would affect his status as the Son of God in the future, Han Cheng had considered it and adopted a corresponding countermeasure when he decided to record what was in his mind. This countermeasure was Pinyin.

Everything he recorded was written in Chinese pinyin. In his time, no one except him could understand these things.

Even the three foreign friends who were seeking their own death were confronted. They were also at a loss as to what to do when faced with something that looked similar to English but was completely different from the English system.

This is the insurance that Han Cheng added for himself.

He was not a great man, nor a selfless person, so it was impossible for him not to make some arrangements for his afterlife.

The Qingque tribe was in a happy mood at this time. Everyone huddled together for warmth, and everyone respected him as the Son of God. But this was only the present. Who could know what the future would be like?

The butterfly's wings have fluttered, the original course of history has quietly changed, and the entire Green Bird tribe has been led astray by him. Who knows what will emerge in such rapid development?

No matter from which perspective, he had to leave such a path for himself...

"Son of God, Kiln..."

Heiwa's voice pulled Han Cheng out of his fantasy. When Han Cheng came to his senses, he saw Heiwa looking at him.

He was asking himself about sealing the air inlet.

Han Cheng shook his head slightly, trying not to think about these messy things anymore. The more he thought about them, the more he felt like something was wrong.

He bent down and saw that the fire had spread to the air inlet, so he nodded to Heiwa, indicating that he could block it.

After sealing the hole at the top of the earthen kiln, all that is left is to wait.

Because of the snow, the days became shorter. Han Cheng reached out his hand to feel the temperature outside the earthen kiln, and then looked at the sky. Finally, he gave up the idea of ​​opening the kiln today to see the results, and walked towards the tribe with Heiwa and others.

The flying snowflakes fell on the warm kiln and immediately disappeared without a trace.

The Qingque tribe's dinner is still soup. Ever since Han Cheng invented pottery and introduced the practice of cooking soup in pottery, soup has gradually become more common in the Qingque tribe's diet.

And as the weather gets colder, I cook more and more soup. Now, I basically have soup for three meals a day.

“Bah…”

The sound of chopsticks falling to the ground was heard. The second brother held the bowl in one hand, bent down, and tried to pick up the chopsticks with some difficulty.

This was the fourth time he dropped his chopsticks tonight.

He tapped the picked up chopsticks on the bottom of the bowl twice to shake off the stains on them. After picking up the chopsticks, he prepared to pick up the meat in the bowl and eat it.

As a result, the hand holding the chopsticks began to shake uncontrollably and the chopsticks tended to fall again.

After trying this twice, he had to give up and held the chopsticks in his hand without using them, and just went to the bowl to drink the soup.

Drink the soup before eating the meat.

The second senior brother was very surprised tonight. In the past, he would have at least three bowls of such broth. However, tonight he only ate one bowl and put the bowl down. He got up and walked out of the cave, stepping on the snow towards the house where he would sleep.

Because of the layer of snow, tonight is much brighter than other nights.

The second brother stomped his feet hard on the space in front of the door that he had cleared and covered with a layer of sand to shake off the snow on his straw sandals, and then he went into the house.

The room he lived in was adjacent to Junior Brother Sha's room, and to enter his room one had to pass through Junior Brother Sha's room.

When he passed by the room where Junior Brother Sha lived, he stopped, raised his head slightly, and looked at the wall above the edge of the kang.

There, nailed to the ground were two wooden sticks, on top of which was a bent piece of wood with a rope attached.

This is the new bow that Junior Brother Sha made today, and it is also the source of Second Senior Brother’s pain and inner conflict.

He stood here and looked for a while, wanting to take the bow down, but in the end he did not do so. Instead, he returned to his room dejectedly.

After taking off his shoes and socks, he crawled into bed and covered his head to sleep.

Han Cheng had long noticed something was wrong with his second brother, and also knew why his chopsticks kept falling off tonight.

No matter who throws stones with all his strength for nearly a day, he will not be much better than the second brother.

It seems that the appearance of bows and arrows has dealt a heavy blow to Second Brother, the Pea Shooter of the Green Bird Tribe.

Han Cheng held the bowl and chewed the food slowly while thinking about this matter.

Han Cheng deliberately slowed down his eating speed. It was not because he had bad teeth like Wu, but because he wanted to have a good stomach.

In later life, for various reasons, he retained the habit of eating very fast, and over the years, his stomach became less healthy.

Now that he has arrived in the primitive society, he finally doesn't have to live as if he is being chased by a vicious dog every day. Naturally, he has to work hard to change this bad habit.

It is a good idea to think about something to distract yourself while eating, or to count the number of times you chew while eating.

Han Cheng swallowed the last of the soup in three small sips, put down the bowl and left. He did not go to find his second senior brother, but went straight back to his room.

He hasn't figured out how to deal with this matter yet, so he can only wait.

'call!"

The fur covering his head was lifted, revealing the second brother's fat face from underneath the fur. Due to the dim light in the room, his expression could not be seen clearly.

It was already late at night and everyone was asleep. If it were in the past, he would have been fast asleep as he was able to eat and sleep, but tonight he could not fall asleep.

This person, who can always fall asleep soon after lying down, experienced insomnia for the first time tonight.

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