In the early morning, there was a drizzle outside and a fire was lit inside the cave of the Creek Tribe.
The dancing flames illuminated the cave and the people inside it.
Not far from the fire, there was a person lying.
The man looked old, his body was very dry and had little flesh.
The person lay there motionless. Even though the fire had made her skin very hot, even burning, she did not move.
The reason why she can be so calm and patient is not because of her strong abilities, but because she is already dead.
The person who died was the old primitive man from the Creek tribe who ate a lot of the new white food yesterday, ran outside to the toilet many times, but ultimately came out with nothing.
Her death was not peaceful at all, and even at this time, her body was still a little twisted.
Inside the cave of the Xi tribe, everyone standing here looked very sad, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
The reason why people have this kind of emotion is, in a very small part, because of the death of the old primitive man, but more because with the death of the old primitive man, a piece of news that is difficult for them to accept has come out - the new white food, the new food that they have placed a lot of hope on and are excited about, cannot be eaten, and eating too much will kill people.
This is really sad news for everyone in the Xi tribe.
Even the older female primitives did not feel too grateful that they did not have such a taste tasting, and fell into deep sorrow.
How come something that looks so good and tastes so good cannot be eaten? How come eating it can kill people?
Although everyone felt deeply unwilling and sad about this, no one dared to try it again.
This is not only because the old primitive man has died, but also because the female primitive man died in too much pain after eating a lot of this stuff.
The painful wails and the uncomfortable look of having a full stomach but being unable to speak out make people tremble with fear unconsciously, and they don't want to touch these things again.
After a while of grieving over the fact that a supposed new food suddenly turned into a deadly poison, many people began to become frightened.
Because they remembered that they had eaten some of this yesterday.
Although I don't have stomach pain or any symptoms of a primitive man yet, it's still scary to think about.
"ERT#$!"
The leader of the Xi tribe looked at the dead old primitive and thought about her miserable appearance, and he could no longer remain calm.
After all, yesterday, before the old primitive people were allowed to increase the amount for tasting, many people in their tribe ate some of this horrible stuff.
If they were all dead...
He asked people to throw the remaining things out of the cave, the farther the better.
He didn't want to let this kind of thing stay in the cave any longer, for fear that it would cause more deaths.
"#￥%Qingque tribe, Son of God#￥Yan..."
But not everyone is so scared by such things that they want to throw these terrible things away. For example, some admirers of the Green Bird Tribe mentioned the Green Bird Tribe, the Son of God, and salt at this time.
The use of unprecedented stones, wild animal cubs, seeds and other things to trade salt has never stopped over the years.
It's just that because everything they encounter has basically been traded and new things are hard to find, people gradually become less concerned about these things.
After hearing this man's words, the leaders of the Xi tribe all felt their eyes brighten and they were ecstatic, thinking that they had grasped a life-saving straw.
Using this newly discovered thing to exchange for salt is secondary. The most important thing is that they can ask the wise Son of God what this new thing is and whether those of them who have not eaten much will die painfully in the future like this old primitive man.
Someone suggested that they set out now, carrying this terrifying white mud-like thing to the Qingque tribe to look for the wise Son of God.
But the leader of the Xi tribe seemed a little hesitant. On the one hand, there was not enough food in the tribe for him and others to eat on the road, and on the other hand, it was still raining outside.
My tribe is not very close to the Qingque tribe. It takes nearly two days to get there. It is not a good thing to be caught in the rain for such a long time...
However, the hesitation of the leader of the Creek tribe soon disappeared. This was not because someone said something exciting, but because several people in the tribe began to have stomachaches and their stomachs were a little bloated.
Although it is not as serious as that of the old primitive people, it is still scary enough.
After this happened, the people of the Xi tribe began to panic.
They no longer felt sad about not being able to eat that kind of food, but began to feel worried and fearful about whether they and others could survive.
Under such circumstances, the leader of the Xi tribe no longer hesitated. He quickly led his people out of the tribe and headed towards the powerful and kind Qingque tribe.
Those who had tasted that deadly thing yesterday all followed the leader of the Creek Tribe, without a single one left behind.
Along the way, everyone walked very fast and in a hurry, more actively than when they were hunting for food.
It's not good to be passive, because as time goes by, more than half of the people who tried to eat the white stuff yesterday have developed abdominal pain or bloating.
Driven by fear and under the threat of death, these people cannot help but be active.
The leader of the Creek tribe was filled with anxiety and fear about the animal skin package in his hand.
If it weren't for the need to let the Son of God see what these things were, he would have thrown them far away and would not want to pick them up for a moment.
"#4 Son of God!"
He shouted loudly to the frightened tribesmen to comfort them.
At this moment, he and everyone in his tribe placed their hopes on the wise Son of God, hoping that the Son of God could find a way to solve their predicament...
The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and a white sun appeared in the sky.
After about half an hour, the sun finally became bright, which announced the end of three and a half days of rain.
In the Qingque tribe, many people had smiles on their faces after seeing such bright sunshine. Even Han Cheng, who liked to watch and listen to the rain, couldn't help but be overjoyed after seeing the sun.
After all, listening to and watching the rain is okay for a short time, but for a long time, it makes people feel a little uncomfortable, especially the seemingly omnipresent moisture that surges up and makes many things wet. That feeling is really uncomfortable.
Not to mention that the Qingque tribe still relies on growing crops for their livelihood, and too many rainy days are not conducive to the growth of crops in the tribe.
As a person who is similar to a wealthy landlord, Han Cheng really can't just ignore his crops and just fan the princes and grandsons.
After a rainy day, a lot of grass will grow in the fields.
It's strange to say, the people in the tribe weed the weeds in the fields every day and every year, but they can never completely weed them out.
All it takes is a rain for these guys to come out of the ground and start growing wildly.
However, there is no way to weed the grass in the ground now, because the rain has soaked the ground, and people will sink into it if they go into the ground.
You can only wait for a day or half a day, allowing the wind and sunshine to take away some moisture and make the soil more solid before you start weeding.
Without the replenishment of rain water, the small river in front of the tribe gradually calmed down. The water receded, leaving a lot of scum on both sides.
However, the river water is still muddy. If you want it to become clear, you will have to wait for a day or two.
It has been difficult to get water in the tribe these days. The river water is too turbid. If you pick up a jar, you need to wait half a day for it to become clear.
So after half a day of rain, when the rain washed the tiles on the roof clean, the people in the tribe put a lot of water storage containers under the eaves to collect rainwater for drinking...
It seems like it's time to dig two wells in the tribe for drinking water.
Han Cheng looked at the river water which still looked turbid, and recalled the difficulties the tribe had in getting water every time it rained, and muttered to himself.
It just so happens that now is a relatively free time, and according to the schedule, it will take a long time for the eldest brother and the others to come back. Before they come back, it will be enough time for me to have people dig two wells in the tribe.
The saying goes, wind leads to rain, which is exactly what Han Cheng was like at this moment. After this idea came to his mind, Han Cheng immediately put it into practice.
"Son of God, what is a well?"
After listening to what Han Cheng said, Wu looked confused and asked Han Cheng about the new term "well".
“It means digging a deep hole in the ground, water will come out of it, and after a period of rest, it becomes a well.
A well is used for drinking water. It is like a big water tank, but the water in it cannot be drunk up. After drinking some of it, it will spring out by itself.
If there was a well in our tribe, we wouldn't have to run to the river to fetch water in the future, which would be very convenient.
Moreover, even if it rains heavily and the river water becomes turbid, the water in the well will not be turbid.
Oh, by the way, the well water is warm in winter and cool in summer. In the summer, soak some fruits in well water before eating, the taste will become better, and it is also comfortable to use it to wash your face.
In winter, you can wash your hands and face with well water without feeling cold. "
Han Cheng explained to Wu with a smile.
And by the way, he talked about the benefits of well water.
"You can think of it as a spring, just like the one near the Salt Mountain, except that the spring at the Salt Mountain is shallower than the ground. When we dig a well, we need to dig deeper and thicker so that it can hold more water."
Seeing that the witch still didn't quite understand, Han Cheng thought for a moment and then continued to explain to the witch what a well is, using the springs in the Salt Mountain as an analogy.
After Han Cheng told the witch about the spring in the salt mountain, Wu immediately understood.
Just think about moving a spring bigger than the one in the Salt Mountain to your own tribe, and then think about all the benefits mentioned by the Son of God, the witch couldn't help but feel excited.
Not only Wu, but also Heiwa, Shitou Tietou, Junior Brother Sha and others who heard Han Cheng talk about this matter were all excited.
"Son of God, will it...will it be like a spring, with water constantly flowing out?"
Stones can always see things that others cannot notice.
For example, now, when everyone was delighted by the various benefits of the well that Han Cheng mentioned, Shi Tou suddenly remembered that the spring water in the Salt Mountain would emerge from the spring and flow to other places.
If the well that the Son of God talked about is like the spring water in the Salt Mountain and water also flows out, that would not be good.
It is also necessary to dig channels within the tribe to lead them out.
"No."
After understanding what the stone meant, Han Cheng said with a smile.
"The well is very deep, and the spring below is far from the ground. When the water inside gathers to a certain level, it will not rise any further. After the water is consumed, it will still spring up, but it will not rise any further."
Unless you hit a particularly active underground water vein when digging the well, which directly becomes a fountain, otherwise the well water will not overflow.
After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, everyone felt relieved and at the same time, they felt very magical about this characteristic of the well.
It didn't take too long to explain to everyone before the decision to dig a well was made.
No one in the tribe disagreed with anything Han Cheng proposed.
After deciding to dig a well, the next thing to do is to determine where to dig the well.
It is better for a well to be close to the kitchen.
After all, this is the place where the tribe uses the most clean water, and it is close to the kitchen so it is convenient to get water.
Moreover, according to the saying in Han Cheng’s hometown, the well is the dragon, and no matter where it is dug, it will not destroy the feng shui.
With these, the location of the well was very easy to determine. Han Cheng quickly drew a circle in an open area not too far from the tribe's dining hall.
The kind with a diameter of two and a half meters.
Then they asked people to find bamboos and light them inside the circle, making a few symbolic crackling sounds, as if they were setting off firecrackers.
Then they just broke ground and started the construction, which was very quick and efficient.
It had just rained, so the soil was easy to dig. Plus, the tools in the tribe were quite useful, so it didn't take too long to dig half a meter deep.
However, as the well became deeper, the digging speed became slower, and after one meter down, digging became even more difficult.
The handles of the shovels and pickaxes in the tribe were too long and they could not be used at all in the cave.
However, such a thing was not a problem for Han Cheng at all. He asked Bo to come over with a saw and cut off the extra handle, and everything was solved.
Although the short handle is not as comfortable to use as the long handle, it still speeds up the progress a lot.
Things like digging a well don't require too many people.
The main reason is that the space under the well is limited and cannot accommodate too many people digging wells there.
So after the well was dug more than one meter deep, two people were digging it.
Moreover, one person is digging here while the other is waiting outside, and the two take turns.
After determining the well in the kitchen, Han Chengchu led his men to the outer courtyard, drew a circle not too far from the livestock shed gathering area, and had people dig a well there as well.
The well is mainly used to provide drinking water for livestock.
In winter, drinking warm water from the animal well is much better than drinking cold water carried from the river after the ice has been broken.
Normally, Han Cheng would not allow people to drink the water from this well, especially after a period of continuous rain in summer.
This is mainly because a lot of rain water that hits the cattle pen will seep into the ground and then collect into the well water.
It's ok if the cattle pens are cleaned regularly. If they are not cleaned in time, the well water will turn yellow in a few days after a rain...
When the people of the Qingque tribe began to try to dig a well under the guidance of Han Dashenzi, a group of people led by the chief of the Xi tribe hurried to the vicinity of the Qingque tribe.
"#￥WE Qingque!"
After seeing the wall of the Qingque tribe standing there from afar, the leaders of the Xi tribe couldn't help but cheer.
Then he quickened his pace and headed towards the Qingque tribe, and even his steps became much faster.
But soon, they stopped again and stood still.
Because they had been discovered by the dogs that the Qingque tribe kept around the tribe. These dogs ran over, whimpering, and blocked their way.
The leaders of the Xi tribe were no longer surprised by such situations. They knew that as long as they did not force their way forward or turned around and ran away, these wolves raised by the Qingque tribe would not pounce on them and bite them.
So he stood here waiting for the people from the Qingque tribe to come and pick him up.
The situation here quickly attracted the attention of the people in the Qingque tribe.
A moment later, a group of people armed with weapons came out.
"Xi! Xi! Qingque!"
The leader of the Xi tribe shouted loudly, identifying himself to the people of the Qingque tribe who were coming towards him.
After hearing the call from the leader of the Xi tribe, the people of the Qingque tribe who came over smiled and seemed a lot more relaxed.
However, they did not directly drive the dogs away, but walked up to them. After confirming that these people were indeed from the Xi tribe, they drove the dogs away and led these people towards the tribe.
"￥%#Son of God, it hurts..."
During the walk, people from the Qingque tribe asked the people from the Xi tribe about their intentions. The leader of the Xi tribe expressed his intentions by speaking and gesturing, looking anxious and excited...
"You need something from me? Stomachache?"
In the outer courtyard, Han Cheng, who was directing the well digging, looked a little puzzled after hearing the report from the person who had returned earlier.
"Let them wait outside the door. I'll go out and meet them."
Han Cheng thought for a moment and spoke out loud.
He was worried that these people might have contracted some infectious disease and would rashly enter his tribe and infect the rest of the people.
After explaining all this, Han Cheng quickly asked someone to bring some masks made of linen and asked those who were about to go out to wear them. He also put one on himself.
This kind of mask made of several layers of fine linen is of course far inferior to the medical masks of later generations, and is even inferior to the effect of disposable masks.
But it's better than bringing nothing.
It can also have some placebo effect.
Kneeling is probably a way of expressing submission and prayer that people in many eras have learned without any instruction.
After Han Cheng, wearing a mask, walked out of the tribe with some people and came to the people of Xi tribe, the leader of Xi tribe led the people of Xi tribe to kneel down and prostrate themselves on the ground.
He was mumbling something mixed with some Mandarin.
Those who ate more white mud and had bloating or pain in their stomachs prostrated themselves more devoutly.
They longed for the wise Son of God to find a way to heal them.
Don't let them die in agony like the old primitive people.
"Bring that thing out for me to see."
After a while, after roughly understanding what had happened, Han Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and spoke to the leader of the Xi tribe, taking off his mask.
Since he already knew that these people were suffering from food poisoning rather than any disease, he didn't need to be so careful and there was no need to wear a mask.
After understanding Han Cheng's meaning, the leader of the Xi tribe opened the animal skin package he was carrying with caution and some fear, revealing what was wrapped inside.
After the white mud was exposed, everyone, including the leader of the Creek Tribe, couldn't help but step back a little, looking at these white mud-like things with fear in their eyes.
After learning about what happened to these people, the people of the Qingque tribe also seemed rather panicked and alert.
Some people even unconsciously stood in front of Han Cheng.
"It's okay. This thing won't cause any harm to people as long as they don't eat it."
Seeing the people in his tribe so nervous and those white mud-like things revealed, Han Cheng's heart began to beat wildly. He calmed himself down a little and said with a smile to the tribesmen who were facing a great enemy.
Then he walked towards the white soil, his steps becoming weak unconsciously and his lips becoming dry.
This was not because his ability to endure was too weak, but because based on these people's stories, symptoms, and the appearance of the white soil, he thought of something else - Guanyin soil!
It's the kind of soil that people eat when they are too hungry to bear the famine.
As someone who liked to read some historical figures before traveling through time, Han Cheng knew the fate of those who ate Guanyin's soil.
When these indigestible foods are eaten into the stomach, symptoms such as abdominal pain and bloating will appear after a period of time. It is normal to not be able to defecate.
Those who eat Guanyin soil will die as a result.
This is certainly not the reason why Han Cheng is so excited. What makes him excited is that Guanyin Soil has another name - Kaolin!
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