The appearance of Han Cheng and his group at this moment can only be described as horrific.
Except for the few female primitives who followed the tribe, the rest of the people in the team all had unshaven beards, including Han Cheng, who was already the father of two children.
Moreover, everyone had lost weight, and the clothes they were wearing seemed a little too big when they left.
Controlling your diet and moving your legs is indeed the best way to lose weight.
I really can't control my mouth, so it's nice to be able to move my legs.
Take Han Cheng and his group for example. On the road, Han Cheng tried his best to increase nutrition for everyone in the tribe. However, after such a hard journey, everyone lost a lot of weight.
If the clothes everyone was wearing were not made of leather and they were not wearing sturdy rattan armor, I am afraid that after this action, everyone's clothes would have been torn into pieces.
"Let's go! Let's go down!"
After standing here and resting for a while, Han Cheng greeted everyone, then put on his backpack, fastened the upper and lower straps tightly, and started walking downstairs.
After hearing Han Cheng's call, the others also stood up, put on their backpacks, took their weapons, and walked down with Han Cheng.
Two people holding rattan shields rushed to Han Cheng and protected him with the rattan shields.
Protecting the safety of the Son of God at all times is the principle that all of them follow.
Not to mention that Wu, the eldest senior brother and others gave instructions when they set out, even if they didn't, they would have done it spontaneously.
With them around, nothing can harm their Son of God!
After traveling for many days, they finally saw a place with a wide view. Everyone couldn't help but feel excited. It was not as ecstatic as when they finally saw an oasis after walking in the desert for many days, but they were still happy.
Regardless of whether this is the south that the Son of God mentioned, the broad view alone is enough to make everyone happy.
Everyone walked down the hill, and after walking for a while, they completely walked out of the hill.
When their feet stepped on the seemingly flat ground, everyone, including Han Cheng, couldn't help but felt excited.
"Let's go! Let's go over there and have a good rest when we get there."
Han Cheng pointed diagonally forward and spoke to everyone.
While standing on the hill, he had already taken the opportunity to carefully observe the terrain from a high vantage point and knew that there was a small river there.
In this era, where there is water, there are fish. Of course, the water here refers to the water that exists on the surface of the earth in nature, excluding artificial water such as tears, sweat, saliva, etc.
Get to the water source early and throw the fish cage you carry with you into the water, and that way you will have a guaranteed supply of food.
They can also use clay pots to boil some hot water, let some of it cool down for drinking, and use the rest for washing and soaking their feet.
Along the way, at Han Cheng's insistence, soaking feet in hot water has become an indispensable procedure. This practice can effectively relieve foot fatigue and allow people in the team to have longer endurance.
Han Cheng has decided that no matter whether this is the south or not, he will take his men here to have a good rest.
The previous climb over mountains and across rivers was too physically demanding. If they didn't take a good rest, Han Cheng felt that some people would not be able to bear it and might even fall behind.
Of course, the most important thing is that he himself can't bear it anymore. Compared with the real primitive men like his second brother, he, a half-baked primitive man who changed his job halfway, is not wild enough in terms of physique.
Everyone began to move in the direction pointed by Han Cheng. As they walked, just like before, there would be at least two people holding large shields standing by Han Cheng at all times.
Further ahead, there will be four people holding long spears, who will use the spears to whip the grass in an attempt to scare away the snakes.
During the procession, someone would hold a gong hammer and hit the gong a few times.
These sounds are used to tell the wild beasts that the Son of God of the Green Bird Tribe has begun his patrol, and all beasts should be careful to avoid him and never rush into him without thinking. It seems as if the king has asked me to patrol the mountains.
Junior Brother Sha and several other people in the team who were good at using bows and arrows held bows and arrows in their hands, ready at all times.
If you encounter a large beast like a tiger that is startled, generally as long as the other party does not take the initiative to provoke you, you will let it go. As for those small wild animals that are startled, you will basically shoot an arrow or several arrows at them.
By walking and hunting with a bow, you can often get a lot of prey. If you are lucky, you can't finish eating the prey in a day.
They walked like this, knocking and hitting things all the way, and when they came to a small river about two miles away from the bottom of the hill, they had killed some small wild animals by Junior Brother Sha and his companions.
The stream was not very wide, only about three meters wide. After arriving here and choosing a place to rest, everyone, who had rich experience in setting up camp, began to move.
First, use your feet to trample down the weeds. If there are some that are difficult to trample down, use a sickle to cut them off.
Then nail a circle of wooden stakes around and wrap ropes around the stakes to create a simple protective measure.
During this process, some people would lower the fish cages they carried with them into the water, while others would use shovels and other tools to dig holes in the selected camp and clear out a small firebreak for making fire and cooking.
As for Han Cheng, the Son of God, he was accompanied by several people and looked around, trying to find some plants that he knew only grew in the south.
After searching for a while, he returned disappointed. The plants that he knew were only found in the south did not appear.
This made Han Cheng wonder whether some of the plants he knew had not yet appeared in this world.
If that's not the case, why haven't I seen anything along the way?
Or is it that the original location of my tribe was too far to the north?
We returned to the temporary camp with the usual disappointment. A fire had already been lit and two clay pots of water had been boiled.
Some food cooked in another clay pot had begun to emit some fragrance, and a few chicken wings that were skewered on thin sticks had been cooked.
"Son of God."
When the second brother, who was squatting there grilling meat, saw Han Cheng coming back, he smiled and handed the grilled chicken wings to Han Cheng.
Chicken wings are nothing but skin and bones, with no meat at all. In the entire tribe, only the Son of God likes to eat them. The rest of the people are more interested in chicken legs and chicken breasts with lots of meat.
Han Cheng smiled and nodded to his second brother, took the roasted chicken wings from his hand, took a bite and ate slowly.
It has to be said that the best thing for foodies to take care of is food.
For example, the second brother now.
After specializing in barbecue for a long time and under the influence of Han Cheng, he began to strive for excellence, and the food the second brother grilled became better and better.
For example, the roasted chicken wings in Han Cheng's hand would be perfect if sprinkled with some cumin and chili powder.
As soon as Han Cheng took a bite of the chicken wings carefully grilled by Senior Brother Yidian, his depressed mood due to not finding those plants suddenly became much better.
Sure enough, food is a very magical thing. It has a strong healing ability for many bad emotions.
Han Cheng stopped thinking about the South and plants for the time being, and started concentrating on the food in his hands.
Eating while watching the second brother grilling meat is also a great enjoyment that can make people forget their worries.
In this state of mind, I quietly swallowed half a grilled chicken wing.
Han Cheng, who was happily chewing a chicken wing with his lips and mouth corners all greasy, suddenly stopped what he was doing and his eyes fell on the feet of his second brother, who was sitting on a stone and grilling meat in a very professional manner.
At the feet of the second brother, there was some relatively moist soil. This was some soil that was dug out when a simple ignition pit was dug not long ago.
He had even been stepped on quite hard by the second brother.
Han Cheng had already seen the excavated soil, but he had never paid attention to it and automatically ignored it.
But now, he couldn't take his eyes away.
After squatting there and staring blankly for a while with a chicken wing in his mouth, Han Cheng stood up and quickly ran to his second senior brother's side. He squatted down and looked at the turned-up soil closely.
While watching, he quickened the pace of eating the chicken wings.
In a short while, he had hurriedly eaten up the remaining meat and threw it to a dog that had been waiting for a long time. Han Cheng couldn't wait to reach out and grab some soil on the ground, and after looking at it carefully for a while, an excited look appeared on his face.
"Come on, some people, follow me!"
Han Cheng threw away the soil in his hand, picked up a shovel placed not far away and said to some people around him who noticed his seemingly abnormal behavior.
Everyone has followed Han Cheng for a long time and knows a lot about the Son of God. Looking at his expression, one can tell that he has most likely discovered something good.
Many people simply put down the work in their hands, stood up with their weapons in hand, and prepared to follow Han Cheng.
"It's okay, we don't need so many people. Just follow me and the rest of you can continue working."
Han Cheng pointed out a few people and asked them to take weapons and act with him, and let the rest of the people continue to do their work.
The few people who were called immediately felt that they had received a sacred mission. They took up their weapons to guard Han Cheng tightly, and prepared to follow the Son of God to witness the miracle with a serious and solemn face...
However, their Son of God stopped not long after walking out of the temporary camp, used the shovel in his hand to clear some weeds on the ground, then stepped on one side of the shovel with his foot, pushed the shovel about halfway into the soil, and pried it up with force with his hands.
Han Cheng picked up the shoveled soil and exposed the moist soil to the air.
Just as Han Cheng expected, the soil was still purple!
"Let's go somewhere further."
Han Cheng, whose health points instantly became full, suppressed his excitement and spoke to the people who followed him.
Then he walked forward about one or two hundred meters, stopped, and started digging again. The soil was still purple...
"Hahaha……"
About two miles away from the temporary camp, Han Cheng, with a growing look of joy on his face, looked at the purple soil he had turned over and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
The people who followed Han Cheng looked at the mud that Han Cheng had dumped on the ground, and they all seemed confused.
This time, although they followed the Son of God the whole time and did not miss any step, they still did not find out what good things the Son of God had discovered.
If it was some plants or something, they would be able to understand it, but now what the Son of God dug out was just some soil.
They looked at the soil carefully, over and over again, but could not see any difference except that the color was purple.
Could it be that this purple soil has some extremely special function, and can be used to make pottery just like the clay in the tribe?
Some people with active minds have begun to associate it with pottery making, brick firing and the like.
There were also some people who hadn't thought of anything, so they simply stopped thinking about anything and started grinning and laughing foolishly along with their Son of God.
Who cares what its function is? Anyway, since it can make the Son of God so happy, it must be a good thing that is useful to their tribe. Of course, when they have good things, they should be happy about it. It will be right for them to laugh along with the Son of God.
Of course Han Cheng was happy. He was happy not because of what this purple soil could do, but because he remembered the great significance that this purple soil represented.
The red soil in the Lingnan region, the loess widely distributed in the Central Plains and Guanzhong regions, the fertile black soil in the Northeast, and the purple soil mostly concentrated in the Sichuan Basin, these are what I learned in geography class back then.
Now, a large amount of purple soil appeared where he and others were. How could Han Cheng not be excited?
Although purple soil is concentrated in the Sichuan Basin, it is also distributed in other places, but Han Cheng is very sure of one thing, that is, the vast majority of purple soil is distributed in the south and rarely exists in the north.
We set out from the tribe and headed south for many days. Now we encountered purple soil, which means that even if we are not in the Sichuan Basin, we are still in the south.
However, Han Cheng felt that the place where he and his companions were now was most likely the Sichuan Basin, because right in their tribe, there were some particularly cute giant pandas.
These giant pandas were from the Bear Tribe and were abducted from a bamboo forest not far from where they live.
According to Han Cheng, the giant panda, which later became the national pet, was distributed in ancient times not only in the Land of Abundance, but also around the Sichuan Basin, such as the Qinling Mountains.
Since there were giant pandas where their tribe used to be, it means that the location where their tribe used to be was not particularly far from the Sichuan Basin.
Now, we are heading south, crossing many mountains, and have come to a place with an extremely broad view. We have also discovered purple soil. The place where we are now is most likely the Sichuan Basin, known as the Land of Abundance.
If the place where he and others are now is the Sichuan Basin, then the location of his tribe should be the Guanzhong area of the Qin Dynasty.
After roughly knowing the location of himself and his tribe, Han Cheng suddenly felt as if a thick fog had been cleared and everything was clear.
Various landforms have been evolving slowly and continuously. Judging from the era in which I live now, many things in my era are definitely different from those in later generations.
For example, the Himalayas are definitely not as high as they are in later generations.
But there are also many things that have already been finalized, and even if they change, they will not be too big.
So Han Cheng felt that his positioning should be correct.
Of course, it doesn’t matter even if the location is wrong. They said this is the Sichuan Basin and that their tribe is located in Guanzhong, so it must be like this.
Just like the centimeters and pounds that he roughly estimated, they definitely don’t match the standards of later generations, but what does that matter?
It can also provide a standard for its own tribe, and as long as this standard is not confused, it is correct in its own tribe.
In this time that can be called wild, there are many times when, facing many things, you can really do whatever you want.
Especially when it comes to setting standards for various weights and measures, and naming many things.
"This is the south we were looking for! We found a place to keep out the cold!"
After laughing foolishly for a while, Han Cheng looked at everyone and said with a smile, announcing to everyone this very happy news for them.
After hearing Han Cheng say this, all the people who followed him couldn't help but cheer loudly.
In order to find a safer place for the tribe to avoid the increasingly severe cold, they followed their Son of God, left the tribe, walked and traveled in unfamiliar places for a long time, and suffered a lot along the way.
Now, the Son of God told them that he and others had finally arrived in the south and found the place they wanted to find. How could they not be happy?
Strictly speaking, the Sichuan Basin does belong to the south. Whether it is southeast or southwest, as long as it has the word "nan" in it, it means the south.
The Qinling Mountains-Huaihe River, the dividing line between the north and the south that was well known to Han Cheng in later generations, is just to the north of the Sichuan Basin.
Even though the current climate is somewhat different from that of later times, this dividing line still has strong reference significance.
In addition to these, there are many mountains and ridges to the north of where they are now, which can effectively block the cold air from moving south.
So even if he had never spent a winter here, Han Cheng was basically certain that he could cope with the cold weather here.
Han Cheng and others cheered for a while and then started to rush towards the temporary camp.
Instead of returning by the same route, Han Cheng made a semicircle. On the way back, he also excavated some places. What he saw was still purple soil, which made him more certain of his previous guess.
After returning to the camp, Han Cheng told everyone in the temporary camp about this matter. After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but show their joy on their faces, and were very happy that they finally found such a good place for the tribe.
"Son of God, why do you know this is the south when you see the purple soil?"
Not everyone will just laugh without understanding the situation. For example, Shi Tou, who came along at this moment, asked this question.
After he asked this question, some people realized the problem and looked at Han Cheng.
At this moment, Han Cheng had washed his hands again, took the reheated chicken wings from his second senior brother, and then ate them slowly, enjoying them much more than before.
"This is because this kind of purple soil is basically only found in the south, and we have been traveling south for so long..."
Han Cheng slowly chewed the chicken wing in his hand while giving some scientific information to Shi Tou and others.
Nowadays, Han Chengdu always adheres to the principle of explaining the questions raised by people in the tribe as clearly as possible, which helps the better development of the tribe.
As for why he knew so much, people in the tribe would not have any doubts about it, because he still had the invincible aura of the Son of God.
As the Son of God, it is natural that he should be well-informed.
After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, many people nodded in understanding. They realized what was going on and felt like they had learned something new.
Because they had finally reached the south they were looking for, everyone in the tribe was very happy. They felt relieved and spent the next period of time in a very leisurely manner.
Everyone had a good meal here with what food they could get, and boiled enough hot water to soak their feet.
Some people even go to places further downstream to bathe in the river water.
There were also many people who sharpened the copper knives they carried with them on a fine grindstone and then shaved their faces facing the water surface.
There were also some people helping each other clean up the hair that seemed too long.
The women used combs made of sheep horns to comb the loose hair after washing.
Because of the arrival of Han Cheng and his group, the place that originally seemed deserted suddenly became lively.
After dealing with these things, it would still take some time before it got dark, but many people had already gone to sleep in their tents.
This continuous journey over mountains and across rivers made them all very tired. Now that the thing they had always wanted to do had come to fruition, of course they needed to take a good rest.
Han Cheng lay in the tent, imagined what might happen next, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The camp, which seemed noisy, soon became quiet.
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