In a luxurious room with several pottery pieces fixed on the roof, a female primitive who looked even older than the priest of the hunchbacked primitive tribe sat on a cushion woven from piles of straw.
She looks very old. Not only does her face have layers of wrinkles, but it also has many age spots.
Around her neck hung a string of beads, some of which were made of pottery, some of which were made of copper, some of which were made of stone, and some of which were made of bones...
Although the materials are different, the sizes are basically similar.
These beads are not particularly round, but each one looks smooth and shiny.
Especially those copper beads, which give people a shiny feeling even without sunlight shining on them.
This is the result of wearing it close to the body all year round and the old female primitive people always touching it with their hands when they have nothing to do.
Well, this behavior and its results can be summarized in two words: eat it!
The beads are large in size, so the size of the bead string naturally looks large as well.
However, such a large string of beads hanging on the neck of this old primitive man does not make people feel that he is thin, but instead gives people a feeling of complementation.
This is mainly because this female primitive is quite tall and has a lot of flesh on her body. Although she is old, she still has some flesh on her body. When she sits there, she weighs quite a lot.
According to the eyes of people of that era, this old primitive woman should be extremely beautiful, but no one thinks she is beautiful.
This is not because the aesthetic standards of people of this era have changed, but because she has no nose.
The place where the nose should be not only did not protrude, but it also sank a little, leaving only two black holes.
This makes her look very ugly, and some people even feel scared because of it.
This is something the witch of this tribe must go through.
If you want to become a witch in the tribe, you must cut off your nose.
Moreover, those who become witches cannot hide in the bushes with male primitive men like other female primitive men, and cannot give birth to their own children.
It is unknown when this tradition was passed down, and the people in the tribe do not know its purpose.
However, they still passed down these rules and strictly abided by them, and no one dared to violate them.
This fat, old-looking witch sat here, gently stroking the beads hanging around her neck with one hand, with an intriguing smile on her face.
Although she was old, she had sharp ears and could hear the conversation outside.
It was because she heard the conversation outside that she showed such an expression.
More exquisite pottery?
Pottery that is more exquisite than the pottery of your own tribe?
How is this possible!
Our tribe is the most powerful.
The pottery of my tribe looks so perfect, how could there be pottery more exquisite than that of my tribe?
People out there who say things like this are just really stupid.
She thought this in her mind and was about to ask the person from her tribe to ignore them.
As a result, the person from his tribe had already walked in, and seemed to be holding a small piece of pottery carefully in his hand.
The light from the door was blocked by the body of the person coming in, causing the pottery in his hands to be in the dark, so the witch couldn't see the appearance of the pottery clearly for a while.
Seeing the actions of this man from her tribe, she couldn't help but shake her head.
This guy is still no good. He actually believed what the person outside said so easily.
He said that their tribe had more exquisite pottery than his own. Is that true?
Why don’t you know how to distinguish it?
However, the man had already brought something in, so she didn't let him go out.
She was sitting here with nothing to do anyway, so it wouldn't be a big deal if she just took a look.
In such a mood, the man bent down carefully, mumbling something, and stretched out his hands forward to make it easier for their priestess to see this exceptionally exquisite pottery.
The witch listened reluctantly, and glanced at the pottery in his hand with a nonchalant look. After seeing the appearance of the thing clearly, she couldn't take her eyes away.
"#￥4@2..."
She spoke excitedly, and reached out to take the exquisite pottery from the man's hand, her movements more cautious than his.
She held the pottery in both hands, placed it in front of her eyes, and looked at it carefully, with all kinds of expressions flashing in her eyes.
There was shock, disbelief, and extraordinary love...
All the previous disdain disappeared.
Before this, she always thought that the things from her tribe were the best, especially pottery, salt and copper.
Except for their own tribe, the other tribes didn't even know how to make these things, let alone make pottery more exquisite than their own.
But now, there was such a piece of pottery in front of her.
As a shrine maiden, she is very familiar with pottery.
In their tribe, if one wants to become a witch, one needs to cut off one's nose before reaching adulthood. Then, the previous witch will call this group of people to a valley and secretly teach them how to make pottery, how to use things to make copper, and how to make weapons out of that beautiful copper.
After a long period of time, the one among them who has mastered these things best will become the next priestess.
As for the rest, they all became losers.
Losers have no power.
The price of their failure was that they had to stay in that valley forever, making these two things, and they could never leave the valley until they died.
As one of the best people at that time, the old witch was certainly no stranger to pottery making.
With just one glance, she could tell that this small piece of pottery was far superior to the pottery made by their tribe!
She held the exquisite pottery in her hands and looked at it carefully for a while. The more she looked at it, the more exquisite it seemed to her. The more she looked at it, the more she felt sincere admiration and respect for the person who made such pottery.
After holding it in her hand and looking at it carefully for a while, the old witch suddenly stood up from the cushion.
Then he moved his steps and walked towards the door at a fast pace.
A moment later, she walked out of the house and headed towards the group of hunchbacked primitives who were standing there waiting.
Looking at this old female primitive who had a lot of flesh on her body and was dressed very strangely, the hunchbacked primitive people were stunned for a moment.
They had never imagined that such a gorgeous house would house such a person.
The most respected witch in this powerful and wealthy tribe actually looks like this!
Not only the hunchbacked primitive man and his group were stunned, but the man who entered the room holding the pottery was also stunned for a moment.
Their witch actually walked out of the house again!
You know, the witches in their tribe generally won't leave the house easily after they become real witches.
But now, she walked out of the house without any hesitation.
What caused this behavior was the small piece of exquisite pottery brought by the tribe.
The old witch ignored the shock of these people. She walked straight to the front of the hunchbacked primitive people and raised her hand holding the pottery bowl.
"#￥45%..."
She began to speak, her voice was hoarse, and because she was too excited, she spoke a little quickly, which resulted in the hunchbacked primitive man not being able to fully understand what she meant.
It was not until the witch repeated it for the second time that the hunchbacked primitive realized that she was asking him where he got this precious pottery.
"#￥@3..."
The hunchbacked primitive man spoke and told the witch about their previous experiences.
The witch stood here and listened carefully.
After a while, the hunchbacked primitive man opened the package he was carrying and took out the gourd that was carefully wrapped in animal skin.
The gourd is filled with salt produced by the Qingque tribe.
Before, it was poured into a bowl by the priests of the hunchback primitive tribe, and when they set out from the tribe, they carefully poured it into the gourd.
The noseless witch gently placed the bowl in her hand on the ground, then reached out to take the gourd handed over by the hunchbacked primitive man and opened it carefully.
Then tip the gourd over and pour out the salt.
The salt crushed into small pieces by the mortar turned into a thin line and fell into the bowl along the mouth of the gourd.
The witch, who had been watching this scene without blinking, was shocked once again.
She put down the empty gourd, carefully picked up the bowl of salt with both hands, and looked at it carefully.
His eyes were full of surprise.
The salt was actually just as the hunchbacked guy had described, without any sand or soil.
This was the first time she had seen salt without sand.
As far as I can remember, the salt I have seen has always contained sand. Before this, I never thought that the sand in the salt could be removed, and it could be removed so cleanly.
Just like before she saw this exquisite pottery bowl, she had never imagined that pottery could be made so exquisitely.
She looked at it carefully for a while, then asked the person who came out of the room to fetch some water in a clay pot and get some firewood, so that she could boil water and cook directly on the open space.
用来打水的这个陶罐下方有三个圆柱形的腿，将之往地上一放，就可以站立在那里。
这样的陶罐用来烧水煮饭很是方便，至少不用再找石头过来支陶罐。
将陶罐往那里一放，就可以直接用火来烧。
很快便有火焰燃起，又过了一阵儿之后，食物就已经熬煮好了。
巫女自己动手从罐子里面盛出了两小半碗的饭。
她用来装饭的器具也是圆的，只不过跟青雀部落的碗还是有一些差距。
为了方便书写和阅读，就也将之称为碗了。
做好这些之后，巫女弄了一些青雀部落的食盐放入到了一个碗里面，搅拌均匀。
然后又弄了一些她们部落的食盐，放入到了另外一个碗里面，同样搅拌均匀。
她先端起那碗放了青雀部落食盐的饭，凑到嘴边吃了一口。
一口饭进入口中之中，她的眼睛不由的亮了亮。
原本想着只尝一口，就去接着尝放了自己部落食盐的饭的她，又忍不住的吃了好几口，才终于以莫大毅力忍耐住。
她将这个不剩多少食物的碗放下，端起另外一碗饭。
凑到嘴边只吃了一口，她的眉头就忍不住的皱了起来。
以往，添加了自己部落食盐的食物，她吃起来是那样的美味。
但是现在，那美味的食物吃到嘴里，她一点都感觉不到美味了，甚至于还想将之给吐掉。
有一些苦涩的味道也就算了，关键是里面夹杂着的一些沙土，吃到嘴里的感觉极为难受。
她皱着眉头，将这口食物咽下。
一口吃下去之后，就再也不想去吃第二口了。
她把这个碗放下，然后端起所剩食物不多的那个碗，凑到嘴边心情愉悦的吃了起来，不一会儿的功夫将里面的食物给吃了一个一干二净。连一点剩余都没有。
“呼~”
把干干净净的碗放下之后，巫女忍不住长长的出了一口气，很是舒服的那种。
她的目光落在身边放着的那个精美的陶碗，以及陶碗里面放着的食盐上面，变得激动和热切。
这才是食盐应该有的样子啊！
“@#￥4@……”
她再一次的将陶碗以及里面的食盐给抱到了怀里面，不肯撒手。
同时嘴里也在不停的给驼背的原始人说着一些话。
她的意思就是这样的东西能不能给她们部落，她们愿意用食物来交换。
受到了他们部落祭司指点的驼背原始人本身就有这样的打算，闻言当即就答应了。
不过他表示，为了得到这两样东西，他们付出了很多的食物，所以不能再按照之前的那种交换方法来换取这两样东西。
弄明白了驼背原始人的意思之后，苍老的巫女没有什么犹豫就将之答应了下来。
在她看来，这两样东西是这样的好，多用上一些食物进行交换是必须的，反正她们部落也不是多缺少食物。
就算是驼背的原始人不这样说，她同样也会主动增加交换的食物。
交换的时候用的食物少了，根本就配不上这两种精美食物的身份。
于是，在她亲自的主持之下，这场交换再次开始。
这种原始的交换，简单而又繁琐，不用过多的描述。
只需要知道，经过了这样的一番交换之后，驼背原始人他们带来的东西，差不多有四分之一又重新回到了他们手中。
这样的结果，让驼背的原始人他们一个个欢喜不已，驼背的原始人的嘴巴都快咧到耳朵后面去了。
早在从自己部落离开前往这个部落的时候，他们智慧的祭司就对他说了，这两样东西应该可以在这个富裕的部落这里换取到不少的东西。
如今，经过了一番的交换之后，果然是这个样子，而且交换得来的东西，比智慧的祭司说的都要多。
这些食物，驼背的原始人没有带回去，而是用它们又从这个部落这里交换了一些陶器以及盐土。
经过了这一番的交易之后，驼背的原始人他们，对于这个看起来很是奇怪的巫女也不感到害怕了。
他学着这个部落人的样子，将双手叠在一起放在头顶，然后对着巫女认真的施礼。
“@￥%%……”
紧紧抱着精美陶器的巫女开口对他说话，意思是让他们尽快的寻找到那个可以制造出这两样东西的部落。
她们部落还愿意用刚刚的那种价格，跟他们做交换。
本就高兴不已的驼背原始人，在弄明白了巫女的意思之后，更加合不拢嘴了。
他连连点头，并把胸膛尽可能的挺起，然后用手使劲的捶打，用来表达他做这件事情的决心。
见到这样的一幕之后，没有鼻子的巫女开心的笑了起来。
少了鼻子的她，笑起来一点都不好看，甚至于可以用恐怖来形容，但这样的笑容落在驼背的原始人她们一行眼中，却是那样的好看。
如果不是所掌握的语言还不够系统，一些东西还不太好表达，驼背的原始人一定会对巫女说——你笑起来真好看，像春天的花一样……
又一次对着笑容满面的巫女恭敬的施礼之后，驼背的原始人一行人，将交换得来的陶器等东西，收拾好在。
一部分绑在了牲口的背上，另外一部分自己等人或是抱着，或者背着，在之前那个人的引领之下，转身从这里离去，沿着之前行走过来的道路，穿过这众多的古怪洞穴，离开了这里。
往前走了一会儿之后，驼背的原始人忍不住的往回看，看到这个部落的巫女还在这里站着，目送着他们离开，并且看着他们笑。
这样的一幕让驼背的原始人心中变得更加温暖了。
他也对着巫女笑了笑，在领他们进来的那个人的带领下，离开了这里。
站在这里的巫女一直目送着驼背的原始人他们一行离开，又在这里多站了一会儿，才双手捧着这精美的陶器以及美味的食盐，小心翼翼的往属于历代巫女居住的房间里面走。
来到房间之内，重新坐下，好一会儿之后，她脸上的笑容也没有完全消退。
在这里又停留了一阵儿，她重新站起身来走出这个房间。
“@#4￥！”
走出房间之后的她，站在这里大声的喊叫起来，片刻之后，就有几个手持青铜制造而成的武器的人，跑了过来。
苍老的巫女对他们有说了几句话之后，便带着这几个人，朝着距离她们的居住区不是太远的山走去。
在行走的过程里，这几个手中拿着青铜武器的人，始终在苍老的巫女周围，对她进行保护。
一行人这样行走着，慢慢的接近了那片山。
有烟雾从眼前的这片山中飘起。
巫女她们没有去爬山，而是来到了一处山谷。
山谷的谷口这里，用石头还有泥巴垒砌起来了一道显得比较粗糙的墙，墙上面留着门。
门上面有四个铜环，两个铜环为一排，一上一下。
每一排的铜环上面都穿着结实的棍子，棍子比较长，两端都挡在门两侧的墙壁之上。
这样的操作，可以使得里面的人，从里面打不开这个门。
巫女来到门前站定，有一个人上前将两根棍子依次从里面抽出来放到一边，然后伸手将门推开。
手里捧着陶碗的巫女，便走了进去。
这些人同样也走了进去。
平日里巫女在房间里不出来，就是他们这些人往这山谷之中运送食物，并将里面制造好的陶器等东西给运送出来。
山谷之内，并不是都是石头，也有许多的泥土存在。
往里面走上一些，就能看到一些人正在这里忙碌着。
有的人正在那里制作着泥胚，有的人则搬着制造好的泥胚进行晾晒。
也有一些鼓包，正在那里往外冒着烟气。
这是正在对制作并晾晒好的泥胚进行烧制。
正在劳作的这些人都是女人，不过和巫女一样，这些人都没有鼻子。
这些人的年纪大致上分为三批，一批是跟巫女年纪差不多的，这些人的数量最少，只有四个。
第二批是正值壮年的女人，这些人是制作这些东西的主力军，剩下的一批年纪最小，一些已经成年，一些还没有成年。
前面两批年纪大的人，都是巫女竞争的失败者，剩下的这些年纪小的，则是下下任巫女的竞争者。
见到巫女亲自前来，这些人全都停下了手中的动作，跟外面的人一样，将两只手交叠到一起，放到了头顶进行施礼。
一些眼尖的人，已经看到了巫女手中拿着的那个精美的陶器，眼睛顿时瞪大。
那些年纪小的人，则大多都是恭敬而又羡慕的看着巫女，期待着自己能够胜出，有一天也能够成为巫女。
不过这样的愿望并不太好实现，除了那个幸运儿之外，其余人全都要一辈子在这里劳作。
就跟那几个白发苍苍的人一样，都已经这样老了，也依然不能离开山谷。
“@34#￥4……”
巫女看了众人几眼，然后开口，并将捧着陶碗的手往上举了举。
众人的目光全都投注了过来，再看到这陶器的样子之后，这些人全都张大了嘴巴。
作为烧制陶器的人，她们远比其余人更能体会到眼前的这个陶器所代表的是什么。
得到巫女的允许之后，这些人全都围拢了上来，一个个震惊而又迷醉的看着这个陶器。
“@#￥WT……”
这样过了一阵儿之后，巫女再次开口。
她是在询问这些人，能不能也烧制出这样精美的陶器。
明白了巫女的意思之后，这些人纷纷摇头。
哪怕是她们其中做擅长制陶的人，也一样在摇头。
这种陶器实在是过于精美，已经完全超脱了她们的能力。
见到这样的一幕，巫女并没有感到失望，对于自己部落中制陶的水平，她有着清楚的认知。
“@￥3T……”
稍稍的停顿了一会儿之后，巫女再一次的开了口，这一次她话说的有些长。
不过这些人却一点都不显她说话说的长，而且，随着她的诉述，这些人的眼睛也都越来越亮，人也越来越有劲，看起来比刚刚看到这个精美的陶碗的时候，都更加的有精神。
她们呈现这样的状态一点不奇怪，因为就在刚刚巫女发了话，说不管她们其中的哪一个，能够烧制出这种程度的陶器，那么下下一任的巫女就是她的了。
不管这个人年纪有多大。
听到这样的消息之后，这些人如何会不高兴？
就算是那几个跟巫女的年纪差不多大的人，也都变得精神起来。
又在这里待了一会儿，跟这些人说了一些话之后，巫女转身从这里离开了。
往山谷的更深处而去。
往里面走了一阵儿之后，地面上就多出来了不少的碎石。
有叮叮当当的声音从里面传来，有人在这里忙碌。
在这里干活的人，和外面做陶器的人比起来，要多上一些。
这些人同样也没有鼻子，她们的来历和外面的那些人一样。
见到巫女进来，这些人纷纷停下手中的活计，向巫女行礼。
巫女坦然的接受了众人的行礼，在这里转着看了一会儿之后，又跟众人说了几句话，便从这里离开了。
她并没有跟这些人说制造那种精美陶器的事情。
待在这里的人，其实也一样会制造陶器，毕竟当初的时候，她们可都是共同学习了制陶与制造铜的。
只不过等到那一代的巫女被选出来之后，剩下的这些人就会被根据她们当时学习的情况进行分组。
比较擅长制造陶器的，就制造陶器，比较擅长制造铜的，就在这里制造铜。
这些人之前的时候在制造陶器上就比不上外面的那些人，这么多年下来之后，就更加的比不上了。
如果外面的那些人都制造不出来那种陶器，里面的这些人就更不用说了。
在这里呆了一会儿之后，巫女在几个人的护卫下从这里返回，临走的时候又将那个精美的陶碗带走了。
这样珍贵的东西，只有她这个巫女才有资格拥有。
走出山谷，将山谷的门从外面插上之后，捧着陶碗的巫女就捧着陶碗重新回到了自己居住的地方。
摆满了诸多陶器、以及被陶器盛放着的食盐的房间之内，只有巫女一个人在这里待着，刚才的热闹随着她的归来，已经尽数离她远去。
她仔细端详着眼前的这个陶碗，再看看这房间之中的诸多陶器，越看越是觉得这个陶碗精美，自己部落的陶器远远比不上。
这样看了一阵儿之后，她叹了一口气，并摇了摇头。
她知道，凭借自己部落，想要制作出这样精美的陶器基本上不怎么可能，纵然是自己不久之前，对山谷里的那些人说出了那样的话，给出了那样的条件，这些人也基本上不可能做出这样的陶器。
因为两者之前的差距实在是太大了。
心里想着这些事情，她抬起了头，在房间之内将目光投向了驼背的原始人他们一行离开的方向。
自己部落想要获得更多的这种精美陶器，以及那种美味的食盐，或许只能依靠这些人了。
这些人可一定要找到那个能够生产出这两种珍贵东西的部落啊，只有这样，自己部落才能够得到更多的这两种东西。
甚至于还能学会如何制造出这两种珍贵的东西……
她这样想着，脸上露出了希冀以及忐忑的神色。
坐在这里这样想了一会儿之后，这个显得苍老的巫女，起身往房间之内的一个地方走去。
这里靠着墙放置着一块厚重的石板，石板上面用红色的条纹勾勒出了一个看起来很是抽象的图案。
有些像老虎，又有些像豹子，如果韩成在这里，看到这个图案之后，一定会将之看成一只狰狞之中又带着一些可爱的小猫咪。
因为这个部落的图腾是一只用红色的线条勾勒出来的老虎，所以就将之这个部落称之为红虎部落。
红虎部落的巫女来到这里之后，将手中捧着的青雀部落的陶碗放在这个画着图案的石板面前，然后自己盘坐下面，将两只手抬起，一左一右的放在自己的头顶之上，闭上眼睛，嘴里念念叨叨的说个不停。
这显然就是对她们部落的天神进行祈祷了……
树屋窗子外面的那个枝条上面，所有的花苞都已经绽开了，有浓郁的香味顺着打开的窗户，和阳光一起往树屋里面飘。
驼背的原始人盘坐在铺了野兽皮毛的地板之上，满脸欣喜之色的诉说着，在他的对面，坐着的是他们部落苍老而又智慧的祭司。
老祭司同样也盘着腿坐在这里，认真的倾听着驼背原始人的诉说，脸上带着笑容。
因为这个部落的居住的房子是如同鸟窝一样，在树上面修建着，所以就将这个部落称之为有巢部落。
这样过了一阵儿之后，驼背的原始人将这一次他们在临近的红虎部落得遇到的情况全都告诉了老祭司。
闻听了整个过程之后，有巢部落老祭司脸上的笑容变得更加浓郁了。
他用力的点着头，然后把手在自己的脑门上摸摸，再伸手放到驼背原始人的脑门上摸摸，用来表示对这件事情的赞许，以及对驼背原始人他们一行的夸奖。
得到夸奖的驼背原始人，忍不住的笑容满面，格外的开心……
过了一天之后，有巢部落的树屋下面，再一次的变得的热闹起来，从红虎部落交换而来的陶器、食盐这些东西，被整理好。
一部分被他们绑在了这个牲口的背上，剩下的则由他们自己背负着。
除了这些货物，他们还背负了一些食物，用作在路上食用。
他们部落所拥有的这些牲口的个头很大，一个牲口的身上绑着的货物，比几个人背负的加在一起都多。
虽然如此，这牲口却好像是根本就感觉不到这些重量一般，依然迈动着和往日里差不多的步伐，在驼背的原始人他们的牵引之下，随着众人往前走着。
有巢部落的老祭司，也沿着那种梯子一般的工具，从属于他的树屋里面下来，为驼背的原始人他们一行送行。
不管是送行的人，还是正在准备远行的人，都没有感到什么悲伤与不舍。
这一方面是因为这是他们部落获得食物的主要途径，他们早都已经习惯了这样的事情，另外一方面则是因因为对于这一趟远行，他们全都充满了期待。
期待着找到那个神秘的部落，从那个神秘的部落那里交换到诸多珍贵的东西。
然后再将这些珍贵的东西运往临近的红虎部落，从强大而又富裕的红虎部落那里，换取到更多的食物。
因为对结果有着很大的期待，所以对前行路上的困难，以及离别也就不怎么在乎了。
一行人渐渐的离开了居住区，有巢部落的人站在这里看了一会儿，等到他们走远之后，就也在这一片地方分散开来，进行着食物的获取。
有巢部落的老祭司，则沿着梯子重新爬到了他所居住的木屋里面。
来到屋子的里面的他，这一次没有将窗户打开。
他面向着这棵大树在树屋之内的那一部分树干盘坐下来，双手交叠放在额头之上，闭上眼睛低着头，也不出声，就这样开始了属于他的祈祷。
不知道的人看到他的这副模样，只以为他是在这里低着头打瞌睡……
春光融融，整个世界似乎都在散发着暖意。
锦官城这里，冬日里的萧条已经看不到了，被勃勃生机所取代。
放眼望去，周围一片的嫩绿，嫩绿之中还有点缀着其它的一些颜色。
这是盛开的花朵。
锦官城内院的棚子这里，韩成弯着腰，另外一手拿着一个水瓢在浇水。
之前点下的葫芦籽已经发芽了，两片呈现椭圆形的叶子中间托着一个嫩嫩芽，看起来很是好看。
被韩成这样用水一淋，就变得更加青翠了。
Not far from Han Cheng, Fu Jiang, who had become a mother again, was squatting there, looking a little lazy.
Beside it, several furry, chubby little guys were playing with each other, looking clumsy, like a few balls of meat rolling around, which was extremely fun to watch.
These little puppies are at the age where they are timid and curious.
A little fellow noticed what Han Cheng was doing and found it very curious, so he stopped playing with the other puppies and stood there wagging his tail and looking with his head tilted.
After watching for a while, it seemed that it had not figured out what this strange-looking creature, which did not look like a dog at all, was doing, so it moved its short legs and dragged its round body towards this side, and used its little black nose to sniff a gourd seedling that Han Cheng had just watered.
Before its little nose touched the gourd seedling, the little guy flew into the air.
It was not Han Cheng who moved his feet, but the big dog Fu Jiang who came over, opened his mouth, bit the little guy's neck, and picked it up.
After carrying it away from the gourd seedling, he put the little guy down, and Fu lay down on the ground and continued to enjoy the warm sunlight.
The little fellow seemed extremely obedient when he was picked up by Fu Jiang, but after he got on all fours, he quickly became unobedient.
It stood there for a while, then shook its little head and continued to jump towards the gourd seedling happily.
Seeing this, Fu Jiang, who had just been lying on the ground, had to stand up again. When the puppy's nose was about to touch the gourd seedling, he opened his mouth again, picked it up, and took it away from here...
The place where the rice seedlings were planted had been arched into "bows" on the ground by Han Cheng, the second senior brother and others using not-too-thick sticks.
These rice seedlings are growing well, with some dark green color, and they look very healthy and have plenty of nutrients.
The seedlings planted using two different methods look similar, and it is hard to tell which method is better.
But one thing is certain: the seedlings grown using these two methods will definitely grow better than directly sowing shelled rice into paddy fields.
Looking at the emerald green seedlings in front of him, Han Cheng's mood became very good. The mood could be described as so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
After looking at the seedlings here for a while and carefully pulling out a few weeds mixed among the seedlings, Han Cheng left here with his hands behind his back and walked towards the east side of Jinguan City.
Because everyone has been committed to the development of paddy fields on the west side, the east side of Jinguan City has basically not been developed.
But this place will not be idle at all times.
After all the waters nearby that are easier to develop have been developed, Han Cheng plans to have people build some canals to direct some water here.
But in time, this place can be turned into a rice field and rice can be grown.
Because it is not too far from the water, the project will not be too large.
In fact, a piece of land has been opened up here. The area is not too large, about one acre.
This land has also been cultivated by people.
Unlike the flat paddy fields, people dug ditches here.
Nothing else was planted there; the ridges were filled with cut sweet millet stalks.
Han Cheng did not forget this good thing that can produce a lot of sugar. Last autumn, he had people cut down the mature sweet sorghum stalks across the water.
A small portion was taken to the tribesmen for tooth practice, and the rest was stored in cellars dug out of the ground and covered with sand.
When spring comes, some buds begin to grow on the sweet millet stalks.
While most people were busy working on the paddy fields, Han Cheng called out some people and, following some methods he remembered, spent two days burying the sweet sorghum stalks in the ground.
At this time, rows of tender shoots grew along the ridges, looking a bit like sorghum, and a bit like corn...