(Added for the reward from book friend Wu Weiqing)
Stone is different from mud and adobe bricks. Compared with them, the thermal conductivity of stone is extremely good.
But don't forget that the witch of the Tengshe tribe, who was even better at pretending to be a charlatan than the witch, fried fat on a stone slab, and after getting the fatty oil, he pretended that it was a reward from the gods to fool the people in the tribe.
Now, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe was lying on a kang made of stones, with a small fire burning continuously underneath. The consequences were unimaginable.
It's simply stewed over low heat to bring out the real flavor!
Because it is always burning slowly over a low fire, the temperature does not rise quickly, creating an effect similar to boiling a frog in warm water.
In addition, since the weather turned cold, the leader of the Blackrock Tribe had basically not had much sleep. Now he finally felt the warmth of spring and slept very deeply. As a result, when the sweaty leader of the Blackrock Tribe woke up from his sleep, a lot of the skin on his back had been burned. Not only did it turn white, but there were also blisters.
Feeling the ubiquitous pain on his back and thinking about the consequences if he continued sleeping like this, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, who was almost cooked on the teppanyaki grill, suddenly became angry and roared. He first destroyed the stone kang that almost roasted him, and then punched and kicked Tree Bark, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands. During this process, some people from the Black Stone Tribe also joined in and beat Tree Bark, who almost roasted their leader.
Countless punches and kicks fell, truly like a violent storm.
If it weren't for the fact that Tree Bark had been beaten many times in the past year, its ability to withstand blows had greatly improved, and it had the foresight to squat on the ground with its head in its arms, it would have been very difficult for it to survive such a beating.
The cave became quiet at this time. The leader of the Black Rock tribe, who was lying on his side, would take a breath from time to time. The pain in his back made him unwilling to continue sleeping.
The fire that burns all year round emits light, and the flames jump from time to time, shaking the shadows inside the cave.
"Pooh."
The bark sat up against the stone wall and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
When he spit, he didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear that it would attract the attention of the leader of the Black Rock Tribe and get beaten again.
The bark sitting here looked at the leader of the Black Stone tribe who was lying beside the fire with a resentful look from afar.
It was night time, the fire in the cave was not very bright, and most people were asleep, so no one would pay attention to him. Therefore, Tree Bark could show his resentful look without disguising it.
At this moment, Shupi was feeling very regretful. If he had known this would happen, he should have made the fire bigger and directly burned the brutal leader of the Black Stone Tribe to death!
Darkness can foster a person's dark thoughts. Some people who look very sunny during the day will develop many dark thoughts when they are alone in the dark, not to mention Shuba, who had just been beaten so badly and had such a deep hatred with the Blackrock Tribe.
Tree Bark's eyes were fixed on the leader of the Black Stone Tribe for a long time before they slowly moved to the side and finally landed on a pile of stones that were burnt black by flames and some of which were covered with mud.
As long as he lifted this big stone and smashed it hard on the leader of the Black Rock Tribe, this brutal and vicious guy would definitely die.
He will never be able to be himself again!
Shupi sat here, thinking this in his heart.
Then he began to recall how the leader of the Black Rock Tribe led his people to attack his own tribe and killed his own tribesmen at the beginning of this year.
In addition to these, Shuba also carefully recalled the various beatings he had received from the leaders of the Black Stone tribe after he came to this tribe.
Thinking of this, the Bark Leader's chest, which was already heaving, became even more heaving.
Hatred gave him a lot of courage, and the dark and quiet cave further boosted his courage.
After his chest heaved for a while, Shuba, who was in pain all over and whose chest was beating like a drum, swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, pressed the stone wall behind him with his swollen hands, and stood up slowly and silently.
The leader of the Blackrock tribe, who had blisters all over his back, didn't breathe for a long time. He must have fallen asleep.
The man who was sitting next to the fire and was in charge of taking care of the fire also fell asleep and turned around, sitting there, swaying.
No one noticed that the bark had stood up.
After standing there for a while, Shupi clenched his fists tightly, then walked slowly towards the pile of stones with trembling legs.
The Blackrock Tribe attaches great importance to the Blackrock weapons that made them rich. Generally speaking, people like Treebark have no access to them at all.
Moreover, after Treebark and his companions moved into the cave, these black stone weapons were placed in the back of the cave when not in use, and Treebark and his companions were not allowed to pass there.
Not only Black Stone weapons, but also general sharpened wooden stick-like weapons and bows and arrows are usually placed deep in the cave.
Without the order from the leader of the Blackrock Tribe, ordinary people cannot take anything, especially people like Treebark.
However, this time the leader of the Black Stone Tribe forgot something, which was the teppanyaki-style kang that he had kicked hard not long ago.
This kang was made of stones. After it was kicked down, the stones were scattered all over the ground.
Walking slowly and silently, Tree Bark came to the pile of stones. He bent down and hugged a stone with both hands.
The moment his hands touched the stone, his heart beat faster, as if it was going to jump out of his throat, his legs felt like they were sieving chaff, and most of the strength seemed to be drained from him. He became powerless and felt light all over.
The huge stone was still lifted off the ground by the tree bark. At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the cave, and someone stood up from the fire. He was a core member of the Blackrock Tribe.
"#￥%DER?"
The man, who looked a little sleepy, was startled when he saw the bark next to the pile of stones, and then asked.
He meant to ask what the bark was doing.
He was not the only one who was frightened. Tree Bark, whose heart was beating like a drum, was also frightened and shuddered all over. The stone that he had just lifted off the ground fell back down again.
Shupi was frozen in place, not knowing what to say or do for a moment.
There was only one thought lingering in my mind, that is, I was going to die this time!
This was not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing was that as this man asked, many people who were already asleep were awakened. Because of the pain in his back, the leader of the Black Rock tribe, who was already a light sleeper, sat up directly.
"#￥5DY..."
In this situation, the sound of stiff bark was heard, which meant that he wanted to relieve himself, and he was looking for a smaller stone to wipe his butt.
As he said this, he picked up a small piece of stone covered in dirt and held it in his hand.
No one thought that this person who had been tamed by them would really dare to do anything unfavorable to them. After all, their leader and they had beaten this tree bark a lot in the past.
The leader of the Black Rock tribe was awakened and cursed at Shupi, who was standing there trembling all over. Then he asked Shupi to go to the toilet, and he himself lay down on his side with great difficulty and continued to sleep.
As for the fact that the bark was shaking and the sound seemed extremely unnatural, many of them noticed it, but they didn't pay much attention to it.
Because Treebark made such a big mistake not long ago and was severely beaten by their leader, it was normal for such a thing to happen.
The bark that had escaped death took the stone covered with dirt and clods that saved his life and walked out of the cave. He came to the icy and snowy land. When he was attacked by such cold, his whole body trembled even more violently...
Shuba walked in from outside the cave, blocked the cave door, then trembled and returned to his sleeping place. He pressed his hands against the stone wall and slowly lay down on the hay.
As time passed, the cave fell into silence again, just like before.
Shuba really wanted to get up again, pick up the stone and continue what he had not finished before, but he had been thinking about it for so long that his body had not moved at all.
He recalled his tragic experience, trying to give himself enough courage.
Thinking of this, Shuba's chest soon began to rise and fall violently. However, every time such emotions reached a peak, the man's shouting at him would suddenly appear in his mind, draining away all the courage he had finally mustered.
Wait a little longer...
Now his body was covered with wounds, and the people in the tribe might not all be asleep. If he took action again at this time, he might not be able to kill this brutal guy...
The bark said this to himself after trying several times but failing to stand up again.
After this thought came to his mind, his pounding heart slowly calmed down, and he suddenly felt relaxed. He lay there and soon fell asleep...
Time passes quietly in the busy days, taking away some things and leaving some things behind.
Before we knew it, the Blue Bird decade was coming to an end.
Amidst the snow and biting cold wind, as the year draws closer, the people of the Qingque tribe seem to have a fire burning in their hearts, burning brighter and brighter.
After being kept in captivity for generations, the wild boars became increasingly lazy. They were pinned to the ground, their front and rear hooves were tied tightly with ropes, and they were put on sticks and carried out of the pigsty.
The pig was placed on its side on a platform about one meter high, with its head and neck beyond the range of the platform. Several people held down the struggling wild boar.
Perhaps sensing impending death, the wild boar screamed desperately in an extremely shrill voice.
However, no matter how miserable it is, it cannot escape the fate of being killed and eaten.
Following an extremely shrill scream, the copper knife stained with blood was pulled out from the pig's neck, and blood with some bubbles spurted into the pottery basin below.
The second brother licked his lips as he watched from the side. The blood tofu made by adding fresh pig blood, water and some salt and stirring it until it solidifies tastes the most delicious.
Put it in a copper pot on the flat ground, add some mutton fat and fry it finely, then add some garlic juice, the taste is unforgettable!
Chickens, ducks, and geese all suffered. Many of them were slaughtered, skinned, or scalded and plucked, and then became food for everyone during the New Year.
At the kitchen door, the tofu box was opened, revealing the white, tender and square tofu.
The witch, who had lost another tooth, took a slender copper knife and cut off a piece of steaming tofu. He held it in his hand and ate it with garlic sauce. His eyes narrowed in pleasure...
In the waiting full of anticipation and joy, the New Year is approaching day by day.
All the expectations and preparations are fully displayed at the New Year’s Eve dinner.
The aroma of wine, meat, milk, vegetables...all kinds of aromas mixed together. Many meals that are enough to make people look forward to just one of them are put together. Just looking at them makes one drool.
The fruit wine filled the bowls in front of everyone. At Han Cheng's signal, everyone stood up with their bowls in hand. After raising their glasses to celebrate from a distance, everyone tilted their heads back and drank it all.
"The New Year's Eve dinner is about to begin!"
Following Han Cheng's order, everyone who had been drinking together picked up their chopsticks and started to eat the food they had been salivating over for a long time.
The cafeteria, which was originally very lively, suddenly fell into silence after Han Cheng announced that the meal was about to begin.
This is because everyone was so busy putting food into their mouths that they had no time to talk.
Han Cheng, who was sitting at the top table with Wu, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully. Looking at the spectacular scene of hundreds of people eating together, a smile appeared on his face and his heart was full of emotion.
At this moment, he found the feeling he had during the Chinese New Year in his childhood.
This feeling can be called the flavor of the New Year.
In later generations, Han Cheng no longer looked forward to the New Year, not knowing when it started.
Maybe it’s because I’ve grown up, or maybe it’s because my living standards have improved, but what I eat on weekdays is no different from what I eat during the Chinese New Year.
Or when you return to the farm during the Chinese New Year, there will be drinking and card games everywhere.
They all smoke cigarettes that cost dozens of dollars. When it comes to salary, none of them earns less than ten thousand yuan a month. They all earn more than the others.
Or maybe it's the increasingly formalistic post-Chinese New Year visits to relatives...
All these things mixed together cause the New Year atmosphere in memory and the New Year atmosphere that one wants to have become increasingly weak, or even non-existent.
Expectations for the new year have become lower.
However, this thing that Han Cheng felt less and less able to feel and regretted in later generations, Han Cheng found it again in the Qingque tribe today.
Maybe this is also the benefit of living in a relatively backward place, or the times...
The Qingque tribe’s New Year’s Eve dinner is eaten in the afternoon. After the sumptuous dinner, the sky basically becomes dark.
With the lighting of bonfires and the beating of drums, the more lively New Year's Eve begins.
Girls love flowers and boys love guns. This saying is absolutely true.
The little girls with pigtails from the Qingque tribe ran around happily, holding lanterns made of icicles.
The boys in the tribe were not too interested in this. What they preferred to do was to throw the cut bamboos into the burning bonfire, and then cover their ears and lean sideways, looking at the burning bonfire with excitement and fear, looking forward to the sound of the firecrackers exploding and the sparks...
Under the ice and snow, the rest of the tribes were hiding in caves, shivering and looking forward to the cold night to go away, but the Green Bird Tribe was a sea of joy.
If someone could look down at the night sky, they would find that at this night, on this land, there are two places with flickering lights. These two places are the Qingque main tribe and the Tongshan residential area.
Perhaps if we wait a few more years, there will be more nights like this and more lights like this, and eventually they will dot the land like the stars in the sky.
Although this process may be slow and you may encounter some setbacks and difficulties along the way, no matter what, a spark will eventually become a prairie fire...
Happy days always pass very quickly, and the year has gone by in the blink of an eye.
It is said to be the past, but in another sense, it is not the past because it remains in people’s hearts.
The old primitive man, wearing new clothes, leaned against a wall, lost in thought. In the past two days, all the things that happened during the New Year were churning back and forth in his mind.
Every time I think about it, I feel more shocked.
One year once again refreshed the old primitive man's understanding of the Green Bird Tribe, refreshed his understanding of a happy life, and made him feel like he was in the clouds.
Not only him, but everyone in the Wind Tribe and the neighboring Wind Tribes felt the same way.
This year satisfied and greatly exceeded all their fantasies about a happy life, letting them know that there is such a life...
After being shocked again and again, doubts arose in the old primitive man's heart.
He couldn't understand why the Qingque tribe could live so well and possess and enjoy so many things, even though they were all in the same tribe.
The old primitive man expressed his doubts. After hearing the old primitive man's doubts, the leader of the Linfeng tribe and the rest of the people from the two tribes also became confused. They couldn't understand the old primitive man's doubts.
"It's because of the Son of God! It's because our tribe has the Son of God. These are all brought by the Son of God!"
After hearing their doubts, an old man from the Qingque tribe gave the answer loudly and proudly without thinking.
At the same time, I secretly despised the old primitive people. What's there to ask about such simple things?
Yes, it was indeed because of the Son of God. The tribe where they used to live didn’t have the Son of God, so their lives were very difficult, as if they had been living in a dark, cold night, unable to find their direction and see a way out.
Now that they have come to the kind Qingque tribe and met the wise Son of God, they have finally felt the light and found their direction.
These feelings of the old primitive people were known to the stones, which had always been close to them, and the stones recorded them.
After being passed down from generation to generation, this passage was summarized by later generations - If God does not give birth to the Son of God, the world will be as dark as ever!
Han Cheng walked by and heard their conversation. While he was happy that he had such a high status in the hearts of the people in the tribe, he slowly shook his head.
"The tribe has so many things and is able to surpass many other tribes. Part of the reason is because of me, but more of it is because of something else!"
Han Cheng gathered everyone in the tribe and spoke loudly to them.
As soon as Han Cheng's words came out, the people in the tribe became confused.
How is this possible? !
The changes in the tribe began after the arrival of the Son of God.
It is because of the leadership of the Son of God that his tribe has been able to transform into its current enviable and surprising state at an astonishing speed.
This is something that he and others had seen with their own eyes and experienced personally. Why did the Son of God say now that he only accounted for a part of it and that there were more important reasons?
What is the reason that is more important than the Son of God? Everyone is confused.
They racked their brains to think and ponder, but could not come up with a reasonable answer.
Because, in their cognition, the Son of God is the most important and the wisest!
“This stuff is labor!
It is through labor that we can have so much food!
It is through labor that we have spacious and bright houses to live in!
Only through labor can we get what we want one by one!
It is through labor that we can live like this! Only through labor can we live better! "
Han Cheng said to everyone with a smile.
As soon as these words were spoken, those who were originally confused about the answer gradually showed signs of enlightenment.
If you think about it carefully, everything the tribe has was truly obtained through hard work.
Without labor, none of the things the tribe needs and possesses will appear out of thin air.
"It's because of labor, but more because of the Son of God!"
When everyone was discussing what Han Cheng said about labor and highly agreeing with it, voices of opposition were heard.
The voice sounded a little old, and the one who spoke was the witch who had been standing aside and had not said much.
“We are not afraid of hardship or hard work. Before the Son of God came, we had been working hard. In order to feed the people in the tribe, many of us were working hard to find food.
Sometimes, even when it rains and the weather is cold, we still insist on going out to look for food.
The hardship back then was no less than it is now, but there were still many people who could not get enough to eat most of the time.
The year the Son of God first came, the orchard in our tribe was taken away by the evil Teng Snake tribe. We didn't store enough food for the winter. If the Son of God hadn't led us to break the ice and find fish, many people in our tribe would have starved to death that year!"
The witch, who was missing a lot of teeth, was leaning on a cane brushed with tung oil and speaking loudly to the crowd. His voice was full of reminiscence and excitement. At the end of the speech, tears even fell from the corners of his eyes.
After these words were spoken, the place, which had seemed quite noisy, suddenly became quiet.
The earliest group of people in the Qingque tribe were all reminded of their past by the witch's words.
Yes, their life was really not that good at that time.
Those who joined the Qingque tribe later, such as the original people of the Huangguo tribe, the Bannong tribe, the Feng tribe and the Linfeng tribe, only realized after listening to the witch's words that the Qingque tribe, which is so powerful and wealthy today, actually had such a difficult life in the past.
It turned out that they had also been brutally harmed by the evil Teng Snake tribe.
"It was the Son of God who helped us get enough fish, taught us how to make pottery, made salt, and taught us how to farm and build walls...
It was only after the Son of God taught us these things that we were able to make the tribe better through labor, and step by step built the tribe to what it is today!
If there were no Son of God, no matter how hard we worked, we would not be able to produce the things that the tribe has, and it would be impossible to make the tribe so wealthy!"
The witch spoke loudly to the crowd, becoming more and more excited, and by the end his voice was a little hoarse.
The already quiet place became even quieter after Wu spoke these words.
The only difference was that everyone's emotions were aroused by Wu, and their chests heaved violently when they looked at Han Cheng.
The things contained in the eyes are enough to move people deeply.
"Son of God!"
The witch turned around, bowed respectfully towards Han Cheng, and called out respectfully.
"Son of God!"
The others also imitated the witch, bowed to Han Cheng and called out respectfully, with deeper emotions than in previous sacrifices.
They didn't know how to express the emotions surging in their hearts. All they could do was bow respectfully and call out "Son of God".
Han Cheng stood here, listening to what Wu said and looking at the scene in front of him. His mood fluctuated greatly, and his entire chest seemed to be completely filled with something.
It was almost flowing out of his eyes.
Facing such a group of simple and grateful people, what else could you be dissatisfied with? Even if you live in a primitive society, so what?
Han Cheng wanted to promote the activity that labor is the fundamental source of wealth creation. After Wu's words, the meaning of the activity changed unconsciously. However, everyone still gained a lot from it, including Han Cheng.
Afterwards, Han Cheng carefully recalled the main events of the incident and found that when he was preaching to the people in the tribe that labor was the source of wealth, he overlooked another thing, or a sentence.
This sentence means that technology is the primary productive force.
What Wu argued and told everyone through the various changes in the Qingque tribe was actually that technology is the primary productive force.
Because Han Cheng, who came from later generations, knew many things that were beyond the level of this era itself.
From this perspective, Han Cheng can be understood as a combination of many technologies.
If you think about it carefully, this is indeed the case.
It seems that after a period of time, I have found an opportunity. I need to popularize this knowledge to the people in the tribe and gradually change the ideology of everyone in the tribe.
When working, you can't just work in a daze. You need to discover and solve problems while working, and find better and more convenient tools or methods...
"One house, two houses,
Green tiles and white walls.
Wide doors and big windows.
Three-bedroom, four-bedroom
There are fragrant flowers and fruits in front of the house, and rows of trees behind the house.
Which house is the most beautiful? It should be our University Hall!"
The eleventh year of Qingque has arrived, but spring has not come as promised. However, the Qingque tribe covered in snow has become more vibrant.
The sun was shining with some warmth on the cleared space. Women with braids of different thicknesses were sitting here in twos and threes, with small winnowing baskets filled with needles and thread at their feet. Their hands were constantly moving, and through their hands, pieces of clothing or shoes were gradually taking shape.
Years ago, many female primitive people from the Feng Tribe and the Linfeng Tribe joined the Qingque Tribe and learned how to make these things.
They had never been exposed to these things before, so they seemed very unfamiliar with them and someone would get pricked by the needle on their hand from time to time.
Whenever something like this happened, some experienced elders of the Qingque tribe would stop what they were doing.
Instead of blaming them, they asked them questions with concern and talked about the difficulties they encountered when learning these things. Then they patiently demonstrated and even taught them step by step...
More people are resting their farm tools, waiting for the ice and snow to melt so that they can start spring plowing and planting as soon as possible.
The people in the tribe were excited about the grand scene described by the Son of God, in which there were many granaries in the tribe with enough food to feed the tribe for three years. They wanted to realize it through their hard work.
This is the benefit of ideological education. It can mobilize people's enthusiasm to the greatest extent and make people in the tribe work together.
The most pleasing thing is the neat sound of reading coming from the big brick and tile house.
Shitou, the next witch of the Qingque tribe, stood in front of a black and gray slab and pointed at the neat rows of chalk words written on the slab with a thin stick. The children sitting upright in the classroom opened their mouths wide and read aloud in unison as Shitou pointed.
The neat and childish sound of reading floated in the Qingque tribe. Whenever such a sound was heard, the people who were doing things in the tribe would subconsciously slow down their movements and try to minimize the noise they made...
As the Greenbird Tribe began to regain its vitality and prepare for the arrival of spring, the tree bark, whose wounds had basically healed, also began to move again...
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