As autumn deepens, there is a chill in the early morning air.

The people of the Greenbird tribe no longer wear "fashion-forward" bikinis, but instead wear clothing made of fur.

The clothes they wear now are made of relatively thin leather. When the weather gets colder, they will change into thicker clothes.

As pottery and salt were continuously transported out by the hardworking donkey tribe, the leather of the Green Bird tribe became more and more abundant.

In a tributary upstream of the stream, Zhuang and Qinghua, wearing straw sandals, were using a winnowing basket and a small sieve made of coarse linen and wood to clean the millet pounded in a water-beating millet.

At this time, there were already four water mills here.

The four water mills are all filled with water using two bamboo tubes, rising and falling one after another, like four roosters pecking at rice.

A somewhat empty sound came from here and spread out into the fields in the early morning, making the surroundings even more peaceful.

Zhuang and Qinghua became more and more happy as they looked at these water mills.

In the past, they would feel sore in their backs and have no strength after pounding rice for half a day, but now it is completely different.

With the water mill, the two of them could pound rice all day long without interruption and didn't feel tired.

Because the water-mills are tireless, the amount of rice pounded in one day by the four water-mills working together is more than what they pounded in the previous two days.

In theory, with such efficiency, they wouldn't have to get up so early to pound the rice. They only needed to pound the rice for half a day, and it would be enough for the people in the tribe to eat.

They thought so at first, but after the Son of God told them that winter was coming and the river would freeze, the two of them immediately became diligent.

Yes, in winter, when the river freezes, the water pestle cannot be used. Just imagine the scene of pounding rice with a stick in hand in the cold winter. The two of them immediately became extremely hardworking.

It is better to pound more millet and store it while the water mill is still usable.

In this way, when the cold winter comes, they can stay in the warm house to twist hemp thread, or when the sun is shining, they can sit in the leeward side with other people in the tribe, basking in the sun while making some shoes, gloves and other clothes...

“Clatter…”

The calm surface of the water was broken, and a stick with a wooden hook was pulled out of the water, bringing with it a bundle of hemp that had been soaked in the water for a long time.

The hemp had been soaked beyond recognition, with the skin peeling off, revealing the white fibers. The entire bundle of hemp was covered with a layer of slippery, dark green substance.

With the appearance of this bundle of hemp, the smell that had been sealed under the water suddenly spread and filled the nostrils of everyone around.

The hemp that the Qingque tribe fermented this year was grown by their own tribe.

Because there is no need to go to Yau Ma Tei and back, even though it takes a little longer to ferment, it is still much earlier than last year.

The people of the Qingque tribe have personally experienced the benefits and many uses of linen, so now when they start peeling linen, they are all very enthusiastic.

Compared to other jobs, peeling hemp is troublesome, but not tiring, so most of the people peeling hemp here are the elderly, the weak and some people who are not very strong in body from the Qingque tribe.

A dozen of the strong ones were led away by the eldest brother, carrying stone hoes and bone shovels, some tree ferns and other things, and went to the salt mountain.

They didn't go there to make salt, but to go to the springs beside the salt mountain to dig traps and catch some prey for the winter.

After all, rabbits can only catch small prey with these traps, and are powerless against large ones.

The Salt Mountain Spring is now a good hunting ground, because the people of the Green Bird Tribe often boil salt there, and the water there has become somewhat salty. So after the salt-boiling people in the tribe left, more and more animals went there to drink water.

The eldest brother and others had wanted to go there to hunt before, but Han Cheng did not agree. Now that there are traps and they are relatively free, it is a good time to reap a harvest.

The animals there really need to be harvested. Otherwise, when there are more and more of them, the people of the Green Bird Tribe may be attacked when they go to cook salt.

Han Cheng did not interfere with the hemp peeling this time. In fact, he has not been involved in this work since he taught everyone how to do it last year. It's not that he is too lazy, but the smell is too touching.

While everyone was peeling hemp, Han Chengli stood by the creek and looked downstream.

Occasionally, yellow or red leaves drift with the waves and roll away.

Sister Bai Xue, whose hair had been changed into pigtails, stood beside Han Cheng and looked downstream of the river.

She knew that Brother Cheng was waiting for people from her original tribe to come.

Judging from the time, the people from the Fire Tribe should have arrived at this time, so why are they still nowhere to be seen?

Looking at the empty river surface, Han Cheng couldn't help feeling worried and anxious.

The Fire Tribe was an important part of the plan he envisioned.

This is also a long-term plan he has made.

If the people from the Fire Tribe don't come this year, it means that everything he had imagined about the Fire Tribe before will basically become a fantasy.

Not only will the textile production of the Qingque tribe be affected, but its long-term development and expansion will also be affected to a certain extent.

"Brother Cheng, look!"

While I was lost in thought, Sister Bai Xue beside me suddenly cried out in surprise and pointed to the downstream of the river.

The stream, which was not very wide to begin with, became a bright ribbon after flowing downstream for a while as it became farther away.

Suddenly, several dark shadows appeared on the belt that was originally empty.

Those are several standing figures!

After the figures became a little bigger, the boat they were on slowly appeared in sight.

If someone comes to the tribe at this time of year, and comes by boat, then he is most likely from the Fire Tribe.

Han Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

He immediately ordered his people to go back and pack up some things in the tribe that were easy to imitate and which he did not want the people of the Fire Tribe to learn.

Then, not far from the river, we saw people coming by boat, standing there and watching the Fire Tribe getting closer and closer.

“%￥%……!”

The people from the Fire Tribe who were rowing the boat also saw Han Cheng and the others standing by the river. The four people who had been to the Green Bird Tribe and had lived here for a while turned their heads and spoke excitedly to the other four.

Meaning, we were right, right? This is a very hospitable, friendly and welcoming tribe, and they were already here to greet us before we even arrived.

The other four people, looking at this scene, suddenly felt as if they were back from collecting hemp in Yau Ma Tei and their own tribe members were standing by the river to greet them. It was very cordial.

Hearing what these people said, they all nodded vigorously. This was indeed a very friendly and hospitable tribe.

The boat and the raft came to the shore. Han Cheng, accompanied by his second senior brother who came after hearing the news and several other people, expressed his welcome to the Fire Tribe.

Afterwards, he led the eight people from the Fire Tribe, whose steps were a little unsteady due to the long boat ride, to the tribe.

"#￥￥!"

Before they reached the tribe, the people of the Fire Tribe suddenly exclaimed.