"Son of God, please add some fertilizer to these fields..."

Wu had been watching in the field for a long time. At this time, he came to Han Cheng and spoke.

Han Cheng was a little surprised. Why not wait until the autumn harvest to see the results?

It’s just the beginning of summer.

"We can tell now, even before the autumn harvest... we will harvest a lot less millet..."

Wu shook his head and said.

It was okay before I made the comparison, as I couldn’t tell the effect of fertilizing. But now that I have made the comparison, the difference is immediately apparent.

When Han Cheng heard Wu say this, he thought it made sense. If this continued, the harvest of millet from the ten acres of land would indeed be much less.

Since the witch said so, there is really no need to wait until autumn to use the harvest to measure the difference between using fertilizer or not.

After all, if this happens, it is their own tribe that will suffer the losses.

People were immediately arranged to carry manure and spread fertilizer on the millet fields.

The people in the tribe, like the witch, clearly realized the importance of fertilizing. Now that they have received instructions from the Son of God, they naturally obey.

At this time, the millet in the millet field has not grown very tall yet. Even though spreading manure on the ground may sometimes hit the seedlings, the impact is not significant.

The effect of topdressing at this time is naturally not as good as spreading it on the ground at the beginning. After all, the Qingque tribe used farmyard manure, which takes a certain amount of time to dissolve and be absorbed by crops. In this respect, it cannot be compared with chemical fertilizers in later generations.

Bunches of fertilizer were picked up and thrown into the field, and then spread onto the yellow, obviously malnourished seedlings with a bone shovel. A smile appeared on the witch's face...

While the witch from the Green Bird tribe was smiling as she looked at the rice seedlings spread around the tribe like a green carpet, the witch from the Teng Snake tribe, whom she had never met before, was also standing in the wild with a smile on her face.

The same smile, but a different joy. Unlike the witch who was happy about a good harvest in the fall, the witch of the Tengshe tribe was happy because of a monster with a single horn not far away from him.

This stupid-looking little monster, covered in hair and with a single horn on its head, was eating grass with its head down, looking very greedy.

The little monster grew very fast. After enduring the harsh winter with food shortage, it has now become plump and fat.

Now it is almost half the size of the two giant monsters that were eaten by their tribe.

By autumn, it will be even bigger.

Eat more so that you can grow up quickly. This is the most sincere wish of the witch of Tengshe tribe to the one-horned monster.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and pulled a handful of grass that the little monster liked to eat from the ground and handed it to the little monster. The one-horned monster, just like before, stretched out its rough tongue, rolled up the grass in his hand, and ate it into its stomach in two or three bites.

The witch of the Tengshe tribe squatted down, touching the face of the one-horned monster that was eating grass with its head down, with a smile on its face...

While others were laughing, the leader of the Green Tribe had a sad face. Even though their tribe had a good harvest today, he did not look very happy.

It's not just him. Most people in the tribe seem to be depressed like him.

The joy of returning from a harvest in the past has basically disappeared at this time.

The group returned to the tribe, and the leader of the Green Tribe took out some of the prey they had hunted today and asked people to prepare it. This would be the food for their tribe tonight.

While that man was processing it, someone else skillfully set up the ceramic jar, added water into it, and started a fire as usual.

The water boiled, and the meat and wild vegetables cooked in it exuded a unique food aroma.

The leader of the Green Tribe, who had been standing there in a daze for a while, stood up, opened the lid of the pot and served himself a bowl first.

After he served his meal, the other green tribesmen who had bowls also came forward one by one to serve their rice.

The leader of the Green Tribe squatted there, and using the method he learned from that tribe, he picked up a piece of meat from the bowl and put it into his mouth to chew. In order to show the deliciousness of the food, he chewed it very hard.

However, this effort did not last long and it stopped.

He swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth and took a sip of the soup. He could never get enough of the broth in the past, but today he didn't have much appetite. After taking a sip, he didn't want to take a second sip.

The leader of the Green Tribe raised his head and looked around. The tribesmen who were eating were basically the same as him, eating in a haphazard manner and without much interest.

"￥#%!"

After eating like this for a while, the leader of the Green Tribe couldn't stand it anymore. He said something, then stood up and walked to the salt jar, picked it up, and there was only a thin layer of salt left inside.

He picked up the salt shaker, used a broad, hard leaf inside it to scoop out some salt, and put it into his bowl.

Then I took a lot of it and put it into a large vat containing broth.

Then he said something to the tribesmen who were staring at the big jar. These people immediately became overjoyed. They stood up and came to the big jar and poured the food in their bowls into the jar.

After stirring again, serve and continue eating.

This time the situation was obviously different from before. Everyone was eating voraciously with their mouths wide open.

These cunning people!

The leader of the Green Tribe looked at the state of everyone in the tribe, thinking angrily in his heart, while eating at the same speed as others.

After a hearty meal, the leader of the Green Tribe put down his bowl and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this comfort did not last long. When he looked at the salt jar and saw that there was less salt in it, the joy in his heart immediately disappeared.

Why couldn’t I hold back again!

The leader of the Green Tribe slapped his thigh in frustration...

The people of the Green Bird Tribe naturally did not have the worries that the Green Tribe leader had. Now, everyone in the Green Bird Tribe was enveloped in surprise and joy.

The source of all this was the strange-looking thing in Lame's hand.

This thing is about 80 centimeters high, with a circle at the bottom and two handles similar to cart shafts at the back. Tied to the top of the frame is a large, shallow, long basket woven with thick rattan.

At this time, there were a total of 120 bricks neatly placed in the basket!

Although the bricks made by the Qingque tribe were relatively hollow and not as heavy as the red bricks of later generations, each brick still weighed three pounds.

These one hundred and two bricks weigh three hundred and sixty kilograms.

The people of the Qingque tribe cannot calculate such a large weight, which involves multiplication, but they can get an intuitive feeling from the number of bricks.

Even the second brother, who is the strongest, can only carry fifty bricks at a time.

It’s not that I can’t carry more than that, but I just can’t make more than two trips.

Most people only have to pay around 30 yuan.

And now, this thing called a wheelbarrow by the Son of God could actually hold one hundred and twenty pieces at a time!