"rabbit."
Han Cheng pointed at the two black words on the stone slab, then pointed at a rabbit that the eldest senior brother had picked up today, and began to read.
"Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit."
After a period of time, the children, who had become accustomed to this kind of thing, followed Han Cheng and repeated it three times.
He was full of energy and had a loud voice, and already looked a bit like an elementary school student in later generations.
“A-choo!”
A small floating fluff flew into Han Cheng's nostrils while he was inhaling, and he couldn't help but sneeze loudly.
Then……
Then three uniform sounds rang out in the cave: "A-choo, A-choo, A-choo."
Looking at these serious-looking students, Han Cheng couldn't help but feel frustrated.
This scene is so common in caves that people no longer find it strange.
The current state of the cave is that those who make gloves and socks sit together, doing their work while watching the Son of God teaching their children to speak God's language and learn God's writing.
And they would learn a few words from time to time.
Of course, most of their divine languages were not learned from the Son of God, but from their children.
The task Han Cheng gave to these children was to learn the divine language and then pass it on to their elders and relatives.
In this way, it can not only help these children consolidate what they have learned, but also reduce Han Cheng's burden so that he doesn't have to do everything by himself.
People are different. Everyone has their own preferences and strengths. Just taking the aspect of learning to read as an example, the one who learns the best and fastest is not Heiwa, the eldest brother who looks the smartest, but Shitou, who is only about five or six years old. Shitou is the youngest son of junior brother Sha.
Every time a new word was taught, it didn't take long for Shitou to read and write it out accurately. His pronunciation was authentic and his handwriting was not bad either. This made Han Cheng feel like he was teaching modern primary school students instead of primitive people.
Of course, he is not a primary school student who is very good at playing King of Glory.
Han Cheng's education was not as strict as that of later generations. As long as you learned what he taught, you could do your own thing, so Shi Tou became the object of envy of many people.
With the punishment and the stimulation of Shitou as an example, the other children learned things much faster.
Of course, Han Cheng knew that he could not digest too much, so he only taught five characters every day. There are only more than 3,000 commonly used Chinese characters, so it is not difficult to teach them all.
Shitou and Heiwa were the names given to them by Han Cheng based on some of their characteristics.
For example, Heiwa is black, so the stone looks solid, like a small stone.
By now, Han Cheng finally knew the name of the tribe.
He found this out after carefully looking at the totem pole.
The most eye-catching thing on the totem pole is a relatively abstract bird, which looks like a chicken. This is the god worshipped by the tribe.
This made Han Cheng shed tears when he learned the truth, and his face twitched uncontrollably. It turned out that the god he had been promoting was actually a bird or a chicken!
Now that he is called the Son of God, what the hell has he become?
Birdman?
Bird eggs?
Chicken man?
egg?
Change the name!
I must change my destiny!
After discovering the truth, Han Cheng immediately made up his mind to change the name of the tribal totem.
Even if it doesn't involve oneself, just being called the Bird Tribe or the Chicken Tribe by the tribe is enough to make people uncomfortable!
After much deliberation, without changing the tribal totem, Han Cheng renamed the tribal totem - Green Bird.
Although it is essentially still a bird, it sounds much more majestic than a bird, at least dozens of stories taller.
The totem of the tribe is a bird. There are traces of this. In addition to the image of the bird on the totem pole, the men, women, young and old in the tribe all like to put some of the beautiful feathers they have collected in their hair as decoration.
The weather gradually became warmer, and when Han Cheng taught the students in the tribe to count from one to one hundred, the snow outside had completely melted.
The ice in the river had melted a lot. In order to prevent any accidents, Han Cheng specifically ordered that no one was allowed to go on the ice to catch fish.
As more ice in the river melts, there are more places for fish to breathe. Therefore, it is no longer as easy to catch fish with a spear as in winter.
However, there is no need to worry about food problems in the tribe, because a lot of fish have been stored in the cave over the winter, so much so that some of the fish have deteriorated and need to be thrown away.
And with the melting of ice and snow and the arrival of spring, the eldest brother and his friends can go out hunting again!
With animal meat as a supplement, fish, which is relatively not as delicious as animal meat, is not as important as it is in winter.
As the weather warms up, the grass begins to emerge from under the dry grass, revealing its thin yellow head, and looks at the world quietly and mischievously.
The trees that had been silent for a whole winter were sprouting new buds, and some of them were already showing flower buds...
The whole world seemed to come alive all of a sudden.
The happiest ones were the children who had been kept in the cave for a whole winter. They were jumping and running around happily like foals out of the pen.
A series of laughter rang out from the woods in front of the cave.
Of course, for safety reasons, they cannot run very far and can only move within the area in front of the cave.
But this is enough to make them happy!
Wu sometimes comes out to bask in the sun.
As the intake of animal meat increased, more salt accumulated in the body, and everyone's physical strength improved, but it was still not as good as eating salt directly.
It’s just that the eldest brother and the others didn’t know what salt was, and because of his young age, Han Cheng couldn’t travel around with the hunting team. So the matter of salt had to be put aside for the time being and dealt with later.
But Han Cheng was still very happy, not only because he could walk out of the cave and breathe fresh air freely, but also because he could do something he had imagined many times before - making pottery!
That’s right, pottery making.
At this time, it is really difficult to drink a sip of hot water.
Whether it was bronze, iron, or aluminum, there was none of them. If Han Cheng wanted to drink hot water, the quickest way was to make pottery.
No matter whether it is a pottery bowl, pottery basin, pottery jar or any other flat pottery, as long as it is pottery and can hold water, Han Cheng dares to put it on the fire to boil water.
After witnessing the horrific mortality rate among children in the tribe, Han Cheng felt that he really needed to make pottery and promote drinking boiled water throughout the tribe!
Not to mention anything else, just the fact that it can kill insect eggs is enough!