Many people probably have the mentality of not giving up until they reach the Yellow River.

It was because he understood this that when Wu and the eldest senior brother were disappointed because this matter failed, Han Cheng was basically unaffected.

"Don't worry, they still have salt to eat now. When they have eaten all the salt..."

Han Cheng explained the situation to Wu and his senior brother.

Since we are not prepared to win by force, we have to endure this seemingly torturous wait.

Everything that should be done has been done, and the rest is left to time. When the time comes, we will choose the next response strategy based on the specific results.

After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, Wu and the eldest senior brother felt much better.

After a drizzling spring rain, the grass becomes greener and the flowers become more colorful.

The Qingque tribe also began the great cause of growing millet, which they had been busy with for a long time.

The stone that had recorded the "history" of the Qingque tribe for a while picked up a stone pen and wrote the word "Guyu" in the grid that recorded yesterday.

The reason for this name is that after the rain fell, the Son of God began to ask people to prepare to plant millet.

“Yo yo…”

In the vibrant and thriving field, Grandpa Deer, who was pulling a plow cart, cried unwillingly.

At such a beautiful spring moment, the best thing to do is to lead your large group of subordinates, go for an outing and graze, and do things that make the deer happy physically and mentally.

But now, Uncle Deer is being harnessed to a plow cart and pulling a plow here.

Not only it, about half of the adult deer in the herd were walking in the wilderness pulling things.

When they are tired, the other half of the deer will be harnessed and take over their work.

Only bipeds are allowed to do that, deer are not allowed.

Uncle Deer, who had witnessed the joyous party held not long ago, cried out even more mournfully.

How can you bully a deer like this?

Fu Jiang and his silly children no longer followed the deer herd as they did in the wild.

They were scattered across the field, running around happily from time to time.

However, no one dared to approach the brilliantly blooming rapeseed field. This was the result after Han Cheng kicked Xiaofu's butt several times, as his body was covered in yellow pollen.

The millet seeds carefully stored by the people of the Qingque tribe turned into thin threads and flowed into the ditches. It wouldn't take too long for them to break through the soil and sprout.

The large-scale reclamation and improvement of farmland by the Qingque tribe has been very effective. Up to now, in addition to the dozens of acres of land planted with rapeseed, there are about 680 acres of idle land left.

It can be said that the results achieved from this long period of land reclamation have exceeded Han Cheng's expectations.

Of the six hundred and eighty acres of land, eighty acres will remain.

Of the remaining eighty acres, part is used to grow wild hemp, and the rest will be left idle.

It’s not that Han Cheng doesn’t want to plant, but that there are no seeds.

Hundreds of acres of land, not to mention other things, just seeds alone would require a lot.

We basically didn’t eat much of the millet we harvested last year and saved it all for seeds, but it was still not enough.

In the tribe, Sister Bai Xue was squatting there, carefully watching the silkworm seeds placed under the warm sunshine, waiting for them to come out from inside, where there were the fresh mulberry leaves she had prepared.

Facts have proved that, whether in primitive times or in later generations, the Husky and dogs like it are not something that can make people feel at ease.

“Woo woo woo~”

“Woo woo woo~”

Along with wailing and screaming that echoed throughout the wilderness, Xiaofu, who had been kicked several times by Han Cheng and left in anger, appeared from a distance and no one knew where he had run to.

He ran for his life as if something was chasing him from behind, screaming miserably as he ran.

Sometimes they roll on the ground.

The Fu Jiang and the other four little Fu Jiang scattered on the field ran towards it, calling "Woo-woo" in their mouths.

The deer that heard the noise also stopped, pricked up their ears and looked over there. Someone had already grabbed a hoe and other farm tools and was quickly heading over there. Han Cheng, who was surrounded by several people, also went there.

Junior Brother Sha, who never leaves his bow, has already put an arrow on it, a feather arrow with an iron tip. He looks around with a vigilant look in his eyes.

Once there is danger somewhere, the arrow in his hand will fly there at the first moment.

“Wuwuwu…”

After running over here, Xiaofu probably felt safe and stopped running. Instead, he lay down on the ground, whimpering and rolling on the ground in pain.

Fu Jiang and his companions had already run over and were jumping and dancing anxiously around Xiao Fu.

Han Cheng and others dared to come over and took advantage of the opportunity when Xiaofu rolled over to look at its body. They did not see any snakes or anything like that, nor did they find any obvious scars.

But Xiaofu's pain is absolutely real. This guy is now restless, whining, and tossing and turning.

Han Cheng asked his men to step back and not get too close to Xiaofu, so as to avoid being accidentally injured by the irrational Xiaofu.

After waiting in such a heart-wrenching manner for a while, Xiaofu finally stopped whimpering, but he looked a lot fatter.

Especially that face, which was so fat that it was out of shape, with his eyes narrowed into slits. Standing there, he was as tall as Fu Jiang's two men, with an inexplicable sense of humor.

Although he knew it was not good to laugh at this time, Han Cheng couldn't help laughing when he saw Xiaofu who was so fat that he was deformed.

Then I began to examine it tentatively.

Judging from this guy's current condition, he was most likely bitten by some poisonous snake, insect or ant, otherwise he wouldn't be so miserable.

It would be best if it wasn't something too poisonous. Faced with this unknown thing, Han Cheng didn't have any good ideas.

After confirming that it was not a ferocious beast, Han Cheng asked the others to continue to harrow the land and sow seeds, leaving only a few people like Wu who were not very busy with him.

Chubby Xiaofu seemed a little uneasy. Han Cheng comforted him for a long time before he allowed Han Cheng to check him.

Han Cheng carefully pushed aside the fur on Xiaofu's head and his eyes focused.

It was a black and purple spot, and it looked like it had been bitten by something!

Han Cheng continued to check carefully. Xiaofu, who was so fat that he was deformed, squatted there, cooperating with a wronged look, like a child who was beaten outside.

"hiss!"

Han Cheng couldn't help but take a breath. There were as many as nine such spots on Xiaofu's head alone!

What on earth did this guy provoke?

What is stuck on your mouth? Why is it sticky?

Han Cheng, who was pinching Xiaofu's chin for examination, thought so, took his hand away and looked at it in front of his eyes.

Before he could see clearly, Xiaofu, whose face was swollen like this, actually opened his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked Han Cheng's hand, looking a little clumsy, and then swept his chin downwards as hard as he could...