Chapter 192 Danger is Coming (Please vote, subscribe, comment, and like)
The clouds roll and the sun sets, and time passes day by day. In the blink of an eye, it is the end of spring and the beginning of summer.
The Han tribe has successively made sixteen small looms for weaving sacks, which have been sent to the Bian tribe a long time ago, and coarse linen has been produced. Every time a roll is woven, Shang will ask the men of the hunting team to send it to the hunting patrol of the Han tribe, and then they will bring it back to the Han tribe.
The two sides have been communicating in this way. If the Bian tribe lacks something, the Han tribe will receive the woven linen, which depends entirely on the hunting teams on both sides.
The 45-centimeter-wide coarse linen roll is cut into 1.4-meter sections, folded in half, and sewn on both sides with coarse linen thread to make a sack.
After the sacks were processed one by one, the construction team of several hundred people also stopped working, leaving only a hundred people to do the later decoration work.
The Han tribe has built a residential area, located in the northwest corner of the entire Jiugongge urban area, with a total of 99 houses, but they are just rough, without doors and windows, no indoor flooring, and no exterior wall waterproofing.
Luo Chong selected five of the original 25 house-building teams for decoration. The decoration is to lay indoor floor tiles and apply plaster to the brick seams of the exterior walls to prevent rain from eroding the mud inside.
The doors and windows are very simple. The windows are fences made of thin branches and rattan, and then a layer of thatch is tied on them for waterproofing. On sunny days, the windows can be taken down directly for ventilation
. In fact, it is a temporary cover that can block the window to prevent rain from entering. The real doors and windows must be made of lattice-shaped wooden strips.
Luo Chong's initial plan is to paste animal skins on the doors and windows when there is a lot of animal skins, and then replace them with window paper when there is paper. At that time, when there is enough material to make glass, it will be replaced with glass, but the basic frame is a Chinese wooden strip frame.
However, the Han tribe has limited carpenters, and they are currently working hard to make ox carts to pull mines, so the windows and other things can only be left to the clever women to figure out a way to make do with them.
As for the warehouse for storing grain, haha, there is no warehouse. The Han tribe has just started to grow rice this year. The output of the first season, except for the seeds for the next season, is not enough for the tribe to eat. Where can we get the stored grain to put it in the warehouse? If each family gets a little, it will be gone. There is no need to waste manpower and time to build a warehouse now. It will not be too late to build that thing next year.
Therefore, the hundreds of people in the remaining 20 groups of the original construction team were sent by Luo Chong to reclaim new paddy fields to expand the planting area of rice in the second season.
The current living situation is that the urban area is more than 700 meters away from the river, with an artificial river on each side. The north side of the water diversion river is all hemp fields. The middle of the artificial river is 400 meters wide, and a main road from the east city gate to the wooden bridge must be reserved. This road is 10 meters wide, and the remaining area is converted into paddy fields, which is about 400 acres.
Then there is the south side of the artificial river. From the backwater river to the jungle, this area can also be converted into about 500 mu of paddy fields. Then the rice planting area for the next season will be nearly 1,000 mu. The Han tribe currently grows only about 60 mu of rice, which has increased more than ten times.
Hundreds of people are reclaiming these fields. Some are specialized in digging canals, and some are pulling cattle to plow the land. When there are not enough cattle, they use bronze hoes and shovels to dig directly. They work from dawn to moonrise. The Han tribe is racing against time.
It is already early summer. In fact, the rice is ripe now. The filling period has ended. The ears of rice with full grains have drooped their heads, covering the green rice fields with a layer of gold. The straw is green and the ears of rice are golden, with distinct colors.
But it is not the time to harvest yet. The fields are full of mud and it is impossible to work in the fields. Luo Chong has ordered the tribesmen to stop supplying water to the rice fields and drain the accumulated water. Let the fields dry for at least a week. When the mud is dry, it is time to harvest, which will allow the rice to grow for a few more days.
The metallurgical team also received a new order from Luo Chong and began to forge a tool called a sickle, which Luo Chong said was used to harvest rice.
The Bian tribe, a day's journey southwest of the Han tribe, was constantly weaving linen cloth, and the You tribe on the east bank of the stream was also driving pigs towards the Han tribe. The mines at Babaoshan increased the output of various minerals, and the number of oxcarts transporting ore increased from one to four. They were first transported to the river, and then loaded onto ships and transported back to the tribe. Basically, one ship of ore was transported back to the tribe every day.
But it was this frequent transportation that brought a huge threat to the Han tribe.
On the first weekend of summer, the mud in the rice fields that had been without water for a week had dried up. If it didn't rain in the next two days, Luo Chong was going to let the tribe start harvesting rice.
But in the evening, an unexpected thing happened. When the women of the collection team returned home after work, they actually brought back more than 20 strangers and took the initiative to ask to join the Han tribe. This was a bit weird.
Qubing's aunt had been working in the collection team. It was she who brought these strangers back today. She brought a group of more than 20 strangers to Luo Chong.
"Did you collect this?"
Looking at the 23 adults, both men and women, in front of him, Luo Chong couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Their faces were haggard, with fear, sadness, anger, uneasiness, anxiety, scars on their bodies, and a depressed spirit. The tiredness on their faces could not be concealed at all. This should be a refugee.
"I didn't collect it, I met them. They said their tribe was attacked by the enemy and only they escaped. They have been fleeing for many days.
When I met them today, they asked us to flee quickly. Then I said that there are many people in our tribe and we are not afraid of the enemy. They said they wanted to join our tribe, so I brought them back." Qubing's aunt replied.
They are still fleeing after fleeing for several days. What kind of enemy must be killed? This is too persistent.
"Your tribe was attacked by the enemy? What enemy? Are there many enemies? How many people are there in your tribe? How can you be beaten so badly?" Luo Chong asked them with gestures.
"No, that's not the enemy. No, that's not right. That enemy is not a human, but a beast." A woman who looked like she had just reached adulthood was gesturing to Luo Chong incoherently, her eyes full of fear, as if she had recalled something terrible.
"The enemies attacking your tribe are beasts?" Luo Chong asked with some surprise.
"No, they are humans, and some beasts that look like humans, with long hair on their bodies. They can stand up and run like humans. They are as tall as two people, and they are very strong. They can slap people away with a slap, and can tear living people in half."
Another man who seemed to be relatively calm gave Luo Chong a detailed answer, but his trembling legs still betrayed him. He was trying to be calm.
Just listening to this man's description of the "enemy", coupled with the physical characteristics he gestured, made Luo Chong's heart tremble, and the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly.
Luo Chong turned his head to look at Huishan who was playing not far away, and the only tusk left on its chin, then turned back and asked in a serious tone: "How many of the monsters you mentioned are there?"
"A lot, more than a dozen."
(End of this chapter)
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