Chapter 30: Meeting the Tree Tribe Again (Happy New Year)
Luo Chong, who was working hard to harvest rice, had no time to care about anything else. Instead, he carefully pulled each rice ear, fearing that he would accidentally drop a rice grain. You know, these are all seeds, and they are hope.
In about half an hour, all the rice in this forbidden land, about two hundred plants, each plant had grown more than ten or even forty rice ears, and each rice ear had about 500 grains. In addition, this kind of rice is slightly larger than normal, so it is really a lot. It filled two snakeskin bags, about 60 kilograms.
Looking at these fruits of labor, Luo Chong sighed in his heart. You know, Uncle Yuan’s dream back then was to "enjoy the coolness under the rice", and he wanted to make rice taller than a person, because of the "body advantage", it grows tall, and naturally produces more.
But he had such good luck. The original rice he discovered for the first time was so tall. Without professional knowledge in this area, he could not explain this phenomenon. He could only attribute it to the good original ecological environment and fertile land.
After all, the fertility of the soil in the land that had been cultivated for thousands of years in the previous life can be imagined. If there were no such thing as fertilizer, I really don’t know how much the grain production would have decreased.
Without continuing to be sentimental, Luo Chong worked hard to put the two bags in the front and rear cabins of the kayak, and happily prepared to row the boat home to start his farming era.
But he didn’t expect that just a few meters after rowing out, his boat was surrounded by
a group of people from the Ling tribe. When they saw Luo Chong put the two bags in the two cabins in front and behind the boat and was about to leave
, they were immediately enlightened. It turned out that this thing floating on the water can not only sit people, but also hold things. Several smart people immediately imagined the scene of them rowing this boat to collect water chestnuts, and couldn’t help but exclaimed "artifact".
So there was this scene in front of us. A group of people from the Ling tribe swam around his boat, and kept touching it, curiously looking at the structure of this thing, what it was made of, and so on, just like visiting a museum.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Luo Chong looked at the curious behavior of these people and suddenly felt a headache. They were shaking back and forth. I was almost seasick because of you. But these people really had no ill will towards him, so he couldn't just kill them. Peace, peace is the most important thing.
Lingcao saw that Luo Chong was faintly angry, so he hurriedly stopped everyone from continuing to study, and asked Luo Chong if he could teach them to make this kind of thing while gesturing to him.
Making a boat?
Luo Chong looked at the people around him soaking in the water. Their skin was a little swollen. They were all the same kind struggling to survive. In fact, Luo Chong was still willing to help. There was nothing wrong with making good connections when going out. Besides, this thing was really not difficult.
The kayak made by Luo Chong was actually similar to pasting lanterns. First, use branches to make a frame, and then cover it with a waterproof skin. But the problem was with this skin. This thing was not so easy to make. He got this fish skin by chance. You still want to make a lot of boats like this, unless you have plastic sheeting.
After Luo Chong's gestures and explanations, Lingcao also understood roughly, and then she also realized the problem of animal skins. Where can they find such a large animal skin? The two looked at each other and frowned.
But when Luo Chong's eyes swept over the driftwood they were holding, all the problems were solved. Since kayaking was not possible, how about a raft?
Luo Chong gestured for them to gather everyone's driftwood together and line it up, and then got some reeds as straw ropes, tied all the driftwood together, and then let Lingcao climb up.
Sure enough, Luo Chong's idea was right. After Lingcao climbed up, the raft composed of more than a dozen driftwoods still steadily supported her on the water. It was
the first time to try this floating feeling, Lingcao was also very excited, and quickly called the tribesmen to come up and try it together. Unfortunately, the raft was not very big and could only seat two people. If another person came on, it would probably overturn.
Those who failed to get on the raft were a little envious of Lingcao who was sitting on it, but Lingcao was extremely happy because she knew that this kind of raft was very easy to make and there would be no restrictions on materials. Driftwood and straw ropes were easy to get in the tribe. She even foresaw that after she drove the raft back, there would be a raft-making craze in the tribe.
Thinking of this, Lingcao looked at Luo Chong gratefully and warmly invited him to visit the Ling tribe, but Luo Chong refused.
It was impossible to spend the night outside. You know, there was a group of blue antelopes waiting for him outside the swamp. If something unexpected happened and the antelopes ran away, Luo Chong would probably cry himself to death.
After receiving the rejection, Lingcao did not force it, but handed Luo Chong a giant water chestnut as big as an egg as a token, and agreed that if he encountered difficulties in the future, he could take this water chestnut to the Ling tribe to ask for help. It was like Luo Chong and the tree giving arrows before parting.
Luo Chong accepted the water chestnut with a smile, cursing in his heart, "MMP, I gave you something to eat as a token, but you didn't let me eat it, you did it on purpose. " After saying goodbye
to the Ling tribe, Luo Chong rushed back to the grassland at the foot of Babaoshan with two bags of rice seeds.
So far, after a whole day of emergency harvesting, Luo Chong got a total of about 60 kilograms of grains, but he couldn't bear to eat any of them, and just wanted to transport these treasures back home quickly.
However, he couldn't plant this year, but that didn't stop him from preparing for next year's spring ploughing. Since he was going to farm, farm tools were naturally indispensable, so he had to get some more copper and tin ores back.
On the evening of the day when Dashu left the Black Forest, Luo Chong and them were separated by Babao Mountain, eating fat, spicy roasted beavers on the small grassland beside the swamp, weaving a big basket, and preparing for tomorrow's mining work.
But Dashu to the west of Babao Mountain was miserable. They didn't bring any fire when they ran away. They only ate some dried meat in the past two days. There was no fire to keep warm at night, and they had to worry about whether there would be danger. The dried meat was almost eaten, but they usually only caught a rabbit, and they had never caught anything else. They
could only gnaw some dried meat and drink some cool water from the stream. The women gathered together, protecting the children in the middle, and gathered together to keep warm. Dashu and the other four remaining adult men had to take turns to stand guard. For a while, it was extremely miserable.
At dawn the next day, Luo Chong, who had eaten and drunk enough and had a good sleep, led Wu Da and Ximen to the west of Babaoshan with a radiant face.
Wu Da and Ximen were useless. He had hoped that they could hook up with a few more blue antelopes, but in the end, there was none. Every day, apart from eating the grass prepared by Luo Chong for them, they had sex with the female blue antelopes around them, making endless noises.
"Fuck, two useless things, even rabbits know not to eat grass near their nests. Can't you stop flirting with the girls around you? If you have the ability, go out and have sex with them. Make them pregnant and unable to work. I will tire you to death when I plow the fields next year."
Luo Chong was beating Wu Da and Ximen's buttocks with a branch, muttering. In fact, he was still very happy. He was leading the team of 18 blue antelopes and watching them carrying grass seeds and rice seeds. He felt satisfied. This was all hope.
At the foot of the mountain on the west side of Babao Mountain, the big tree was distributing the wild fruits that had just been collected to the tribesmen. At this time, the tree stump, who was on duty, saw Luo Chong on Babao Mountain.
There was not much vegetation on Babao Mountain, mostly low shrubs. If there was only Luo Chong, he would not be very conspicuous, but with 18 blue gazelles, it would be particularly conspicuous, especially since they were lined up in neat groups of two. Apart from wild geese, which wild animals would line up? So Luo Chong, who was leading the way, was recognized immediately.
The tree stump hurriedly ran to the big tree, gesturing and shouting: "Big tree, big tree, Luo Chong, there."
I wish everyone a happy Little New Year. I wonder if you have eaten rice cakes or sesame candies today. Did you have a sweet Little New Year? If not, don't forget to make up for it tomorrow. Also, please give me more recommendation votes. If there are too many recommendations, I will add more chapters during the Spring Festival! ! !
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