Today is a great day for the people of the Green Bird Tribe.

Because today, after half a year of hard work, rice, the new food for the people of the Qingque tribe, is finally going to be planted in the fields.

Han Cheng attaches great importance to rice, because in his impression, rice is an extremely important staple food, and the only thing that can be compared with it is wheat.

As for millet, sorghum, corn, soybeans and so on, in his opinion, none of them can be called staple food. With rice and wheat as the two staple foods, it is okay to eat some occasionally, but eating too much will make people unable to eat.

Of course, without fully developing rice cultivation and without encountering wheat, the staple food in the tribe could only be millet.

At this time, the morning sun had risen more than one pole. Except for some people who had things to do, the people of the Qingque tribe where Jinguan City was located were staying by a paddy field they had opened up, staring at their Son of God with excitement and anticipation on their faces.

At this time, Han Cheng also became extremely serious.

He rolled up his trouser legs to above his knees and rolled up his sleeves over his arms as well.

After completing these preparations, he went down barefoot, picked up the hoe beside him and went downstairs.

The basket is filled with neatly arranged seedlings.

This was the first time that the Qingque tribe had artificially planted rice. Except for Han Cheng, who had seen some rice planting scenes, the rest of the people were extremely unfamiliar with it.

So Han Cheng, who was not even an apprentice in later generations, unexpectedly became the dealer in such a miraculous way.

The weather was still a little cool at this time, and the sun was warm on my body, but I couldn't go into the water. When I walked barefoot into the paddy field, I could immediately feel a coolness coming from my feet and legs, spreading throughout my body at a very fast speed.

However, this kind of cold is not the kind of biting cold. Although it is not very comfortable, it is still within the tolerable range for humans.

Han Cheng didn't complain because he knew that this was something he had to go through if he wanted to have a harvest in the fall.

Having lived two lives, he no longer has the fantasies of his childhood. He knows that if he wants to get something in this world, he must pay something.

There were a few small fish swimming around. After he entered the paddy field, they swung their tails and ran away quickly along the bottom of the water, leaving behind some muddy water.

Standing here and feeling the water temperature, he adjusted himself for a while, and then carefully recalled his not-too-clear memories of transplanting rice seedlings. Then Han Cheng began to work under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Qingque tribe.

He picked up a few seedlings from the basket beside him, and inserted them with their roots facing downwards into the paddy field that had been soaked by water.

In order to avoid scattering the seedlings and to facilitate planting them in the fields, Han Cheng picked them up directly from the roots instead of the leaves above.

After planting the first bunch of seedlings, Han Cheng picked up another bunch of seedlings from the basket and planted them into the paddy field.

A bunch of seedlings ranges from three to five plants.

However, compared with the previous time, Han Cheng seemed more hesitant this time.

This was mainly because he was not sure how far the two bunches of seedlings were apart.

After hesitating for a while, Han Cheng finally planted the seedlings, about fifteen centimeters apart.

After planting four tufts in this row, Han Chengcai stopped planting because his arms were not long enough to plant more, and instead started planting another row from his feet.

After a brief thought, Han Cheng set the distance between the new row and the previous row to thirty centimeters.

Of course, this is just a rough estimate. During the rice transplanting process, no one will specifically use a ruler to measure, so it is not a big problem if the distance is wider or narrower.

Han Cheng's arm length is within the normal range for humans. He is not a genius like Liu Huangshu, whose hands are below his knees and who can throw a child down and make it look like he is just dropping him on the ground. Therefore, he can only insert four rows this time.

As he continued to move and back, four rows of emerald green seedlings swaying in the warm spring breeze were left in the paddy field in front of him.

After seeing these, the people of the Qingque tribe who were standing on the sidelines watching and learning, each of them had some enlightenment in their hearts.

So this is transplanting rice seedlings. It doesn’t look difficult at all.

Farm work is like this, there is no particularly accurate standard. Generally, you just need to watch others do it a few times and practice it a few times yourself, and you will be able to master it.

"See? This is rice planting. It's easy. Now everyone spread out, ten people each responsible for one field, and plant rice.

When transplanting rice seedlings, pay more attention to the spacing. In the same row, the spacing between each two tufts is 15 cm, and the spacing between two adjacent rows is 30 cm.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that you have to plant the rice seedlings exactly, but you should try to follow this standard when planting rice seedlings…”

After walking about ten meters, Han Cheng straightened up and said with a smile to the crowd standing by the field watching.

Everyone nodded to show that they accepted the instruction, and then, as Han Cheng said, they dispersed with the seedlings they had pulled out earlier, and went into a well-prepared rice field in groups of ten, imitating Han Cheng's way and starting their first rice planting there.

At the beginning, everyone felt unfamiliar with this matter, but after doing it for a while, they no longer felt unfamiliar with it.

Don't be too happy as you plant the seedlings one by one.

With the continuous hard work of the people, the empty fields began to show greenery.

By evening, people who were sore from transplanting rice came out from the paddy fields and stood on the ridges of the rice fields. Looking at the rice seedlings floating slightly in the evening breeze in the originally bare paddy fields, they felt that all their tiredness disappeared in an instant.

This scenery is not very beautiful. It is not as good as the blooming mountain flowers, nor as gorgeous as the sunset. It is not as moving as the scenery that was accidentally revealed when the primitive women in leather skirts in the tribe climbed up the trees. But for some reason, everyone standing here and looking at this scenery can't get enough of it.

That kind of satisfaction and anticipation cannot be experienced when viewing other scenery.

After standing here for a while and looking at the results of the day's work, the sky became darker.

Everyone washed the mud off their legs and feet by the canal, and walked towards the inner courtyard of Jinguan City where smoke was rising with their tools.

The moon, which had come out in the afternoon, became brighter at this time, shining on people and leaving a shadow on the ground.

The crowd walked along the ridge of the field under the moonlight, which seemed like they were carrying their hoes home under the moonlight.

The moonlight was like water, the night was vast, behind me was a rice field where the rice seedlings had not yet been planted, in front of me was an inner courtyard with orange-yellow firelight, the aroma of food drifted in the night with the breeze, there were dogs howling, and occasionally there would be one or two deer and donkey brays...

Han Cheng, who was standing in the paddy field, stood up and took a short rest.

Standing here for a short rest, he couldn't help but look in one direction. This direction was the direction where the older female primitive people came and left.

It has been some time since the older female primitive people left. According to past experience, it is almost time for these people to come again.

Han Cheng always has great expectations for the arrival of the older female primitive people.

This is not only because the older female primitives will bring a lot of food, but also because they may bring news about the unknown tribe.

Although so far, they have not brought much news about the tribe.

Han Cheng still has great expectations for that unknown tribe.

It was not only because the tribe had the three major items: bronze, pottery and salt, but more importantly, Han Cheng learned from the older female primitive people that the unknown tribe also had some very large prey.

When they were carrying things for exchange, they would tie part of the goods and the food they exchanged to the bodies of large prey and let them carry them.

After learning the news, Han Cheng was extremely excited.

He asked Mao to take the older female primitive people to see the donkeys and deer, and then asked Mao to question them.

They said that the prey being led by the unknown tribe was not of these two types, and was much larger than these two types.

Apart from these, no more information could be obtained from the older female primitive people.

But this was enough for Han Cheng, enough to attract his attention and make him full of expectations for the unknown tribe and this large prey.

In his impression, there are not many large animals that can be domesticated by humans and used on a large scale in production and life.

They are nothing more than elephants, cows, horses, donkeys, camels and so on.

He learned from the older female primitives that the big animal was neither a donkey nor an elephant with a long trunk, and it did not have one or two high bulges on its back.

After ruling all these out, there are not many options left. This is undoubtedly great news for Han Cheng, who has always wanted to obtain large livestock.

If things were not too far off the mark, the large livestock owned by the unknown tribe would most likely be cattle and horses.

Of course, it is not ruled out that in such a prehistoric era, some species appeared that have never been seen by later generations.

However, even if they are species that have never been seen in later generations, since they are so large and can be domesticated, Han Cheng dares to let them pull the plow and plow the land for the tribe.

Thinking about these things in my mind, I stood there and looked in the direction where the older female primitive people were coming from for a while, but there seemed to be no one coming there.

Han Cheng had no choice but to suppress his impatience and disappointment, and continued to bend down to pick up some seedlings and plant them in the paddy field.

It’s okay to have expectations for some things, but you should also try your best to do the things at hand well.

Otherwise, if the expected thing doesn’t come, and everything else becomes a mess, that would be really bad…

"#￥4@3..."

The older female primitive spoke aloud and put down the burden she was carrying.

The people in their tribe were extremely happy to see them coming back with so much food again.

However, after seeing the group of hunchbacked primitives returning with the older female primitives, some people became wary again, especially the leader of the female primitives' tribe.

After all, in the past, it was the hunchbacked primitive people who did these things. Now that their tribe is doing these things, it is equivalent to robbing a lot of food that should have belonged to the hunchbacked primitive people's tribe.

In this era, food is equivalent to money, which everyone strives for in later generations.

Fortunately, the hunchbacked primitive people did not show any malice. On the contrary, they smiled at them as before, which made the leader of the tribe where the older female primitive people lived feel relieved.

After some conversation, the older female primitives told the leader of their tribe about what had happened.

After realizing that these people were not here to cause trouble for their tribe, but wanted to find the mysterious Qingque tribe, the leader of their tribe was finally relieved.

"#@￥4@..."

After the older female primitives had almost put down the food and other things, the hunchbacked primitive man, who couldn't wait to go to the mysterious tribe, couldn't help but speak out and make some gestures, meaning that he wanted the older female primitives to take them there earlier.

After understanding what the hunchbacked primitive meant, the older female primitive shook her head vigorously.

The hunchbacked primitive man was extremely surprised by this scene.

Didn't we have already agreed on this on the way back? Why did we change our minds after returning to the tribe?

Why don’t you take yourself and others with you?

Women, how can you be so fickle?

The hunchbacked primitive man was smart. From the older female primitive's unexpected move, he quickly understood what the other party meant.

He looked at the food his tribe carried, hesitated for a moment, then took out two packages and placed them in front of the older female primitive people, indicating that as long as the older female primitive people took them to the mysterious tribe, these foods would be given to them.

However, he soon found out that he was wrong, because after he conveyed this message, the older female primitive, who had become a fickle woman in his eyes, did not take the food he sent out, but shook her head again.

Although he saw that the woman did want the food a little.

Such things left the hunchbacked primitive man confused and he didn't know what this woman was trying to do.

"@#4SD..."

While he was puzzled, the older female primitive spoke.

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