I am a Primitive Man

　　 There is always some quietness in the early morning, which makes people feel an indescribable comfort.

　　 On the river bank in front of the Qingque tribe, the water in the river is flowing smashingly.

　　 After going through some artificially modified places, the water that was moving steadily fell down.

　　 fell on Konoha, splashing a spray of water.

　　 also smashed this waterwheel-like thing in a circle.

　　 On the edge of the river, there is a thatched house built with thatch.

　　 Inside the thatched house, a large stone mill is constantly rotating there, making some small sounds that are characteristic of stone mills rotating.

　　 This is a water mill.

　　 There are no donkeys in the mill, and no one is there.

　　 The power required for the rotation of the stone mill comes from the water outside.

　　 The rotating stone edging is no longer as young as Han Cheng, holding a wooden scoop, and slowly pouring the wheat in the scoop into the sharpening point.

　　 Han Cheng at this time can already be called an elderly person in this era.

　　Because he is already thirty-five years old at this time.

　　 35 years old, still a very young age in later life.

　　 If you are not married, you can still have fun.

　　 But in this day and age, among many tribes, they actually have longevity.

　　 It is not the people of this era, and the life span itself is so short, but because of various difficult living environments, they have caused too much damage.

　　 At this moment, it is not too much to attribute Han Chenggui to the elderly.

　　Because of his side, a little girl with a red head rope tied in a horn braid is looking up, watching the white flour flowing out of the cracks in the stone mill, and quietly wiping her saliva.

　　 "Grandpa, grandpa, Xiaoya wants to eat buns, big buns!"

　　 After watching this for a while, the little girl finally couldn't help it.

　　 He walked forward, pulled the corner of Han Cheng's clothes, and said milkily.

　　 Han Cheng stopped his movements when he heard the words, and looked at the little girl with a smile on his face.

　　 He squatted down, hugged the little girl in his arms, and kissed the little girl very intimately.

　　 "Okay, then grandpa will make Xiaoya buns in a minute, make big and big meat buns, and eat our little girl chubby!"

　　 "Dad, daddy, I want to eat too, I want to eat big meat buns too!"

Maybe it was because of seeing the treatment of the little girl, Han Cheng was standing next to him, a little younger than the little girl, the little boy also ran over to hug Han Cheng’s arm, with some anxiety and Milk sound milky.

　　 Han Cheng also stretched out his other arm, wrapped the little boy in his arms, and stood up with one arm in his arms.

　　 "Don't let you eat big meat buns! You always learn from others! Xiaoya said you want to eat big meat buns, so you said you want to eat big meat buns!"

　　 The little girl looked a little unhappy, pouted, and pushed a little boy who was in Han Cheng's arms with her chubby hand, who was younger than her.

　　 When the little boy was pushed by this little fat Nier, he suddenly became unhappy, and he wanted to cry as soon as he curled his mouth.

　　 "Dad, little girl hit me!"

　　 He curled his mouth and complained to Han Cheng, grieving.

　　 "Little girl is not allowed to beat people, this is your uncle, how can you beat your uncle?"

　　 Han Cheng speaks out to educate the little girl.

　　 The little boy also said: "I am an uncle, I have never beaten Xiaoya, Xiaoya always beats me."

Seeing that Han Cheng, the grandfather, spoke, and the boy on the other side who was younger than him, but his uncle's boy, said the same, Xiao Pang Nier hesitated for a moment and said aloud: "Uncle, I'm sorry. "New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

　　 The children's thoughts are so simple. The little boy who felt wronged just now became happy again after hearing Xiaoya's apology.

　　 Upon seeing this, Han Cheng put the two little guys down.

　　 "You are playing here, don't fight, I will continue to grind the noodles, if you don't grind the noodles out, none of you can eat big buns."

　　 When Han Cheng said this, the two little guys immediately nodded obediently, indicating that they would be obedient.

　　 Xiaopang Nier is the eldest daughter of Xiao Wandou.

　　 The time at this time is twenty-seven years of Qingque. According to the algorithm of later generations, Xiao Wandou's age is indeed not too old.

　　 But in this day and age, it has already reached the point where one can marry a wife and have children.

　　 As for the little boy on the side, he is the fifth son of Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei.

　　 In this era, there are not too many measures, and Han Cheng himself does not think that there are too many children, so he did not deliberately control it.

In addition, he and Bai Xuemei are both in their thirties and are still young, so it is not surprising that there is such a thing as his own son who is younger than his eldest son’s daughter. Up.

　　In the later lives, this situation has become incredible for Han Cheng and his generation and younger people, but it is not uncommon for the older generation.

　　 It's not unusual for the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law to confinement together.

　　 It's not uncommon for the elder niece and daughter to coax the younger uncle instead.

At this time, Han Cheng is in this era, people are generally looking for a spouse very early, and after Han Cheng’s arrival, the living standards of the tribe and the medical facilities have undergone a very significant change, human life span It has been greatly extended, and this situation is very normal and common.

　　 It is these two little guys being together, sometimes it is easy to conflict, which makes people feel a headache.

　　 If the two little guys are not making people, they are still very cute.

　　 The stone mill kept turning, crushing all the wheat that Han Cheng sent in.

　　 When there was more wheat crushed around the stone mill, Han Chenggong shoveled the flour and bran-flavored mixture into a special small sieve for sieve.

　　 This kind of small sieve is specially made, the eyes are very fine, if it is not fine enough, it will not be able to separate the flour and bran well.

　　 Following Han Cheng's sieve, the white flour leaked from the small sieve and fell into the big dustpan below.

　　 The two little guys also gathered around again at this time, squatting not far away, watching, their eyes flashing with curiosity.

　　 After a busy early morning, Han Chenggong took the two little guys and a bag of noodles and left the mill.

　　 This time is early summer, and the sun has become hotter.

　　 Han Cheng, who was pushing a pocket with a trolley, looked into the distance, looking into the direction of golden yellow.

　　A lot of green is mixed in this golden color.

　　 These golden wheats are the wheat that was planted years ago. It has reached maturity and can be harvested.

　　 As for those green, it is the millet in the tribe.

　　 At this time, it has been five years since the people in the tribe got the wheat seeds.

　　 After these five years of reproduction, the planting area of ​​wheat has exceeded that of millet.

　　 This is an inevitable event.

　　On the one hand, the yield of wheat exceeds that of millet.

　　 Another more important reason is that after the wheat was ground into flour, Han Cheng, the **** of the Qingque tribe, made new tricks.

Fluffy big white steamed buns, stuffed buns, ear-shaped dumplings, wontons with little stuffing, scallion pancakes, pot kombu, mille cakes, and braised noodles, ramen noodles, sliced ​​noodles, covered noodles, noodles Various forms of noodles...

　　 With this variety of new ways of eating, the taste buds of the Qingque tribe were bought all at once.

　　 Originally, people who thought that millet was very delicious, after seeing the various foods made by the gods with flour, and then eating millet, they felt that it was not as fragrant.

　　 I have eaten dry rice with millet for many years. Compared with the various kinds of noodle products, it is really far behind.

The appearance of 　　 Maizi is like the gospel to the people of the Qingque tribe.

　　 Before this, they had never thought that a crop could be made so many tricks.

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　　 No matter how you eat, you can eat enough.

　　 This is the charm of pasta.

　　Because of being able to eat countless tricks, you can switch to another one without waiting for one thing.

　　 so it can be eaten for a long time.

　　 After the emergence of noodles, people in the tribe ate dried millet rice less frequently.

　　 Millet is mostly used to make porridge.

　　 But it’s just used to make porridge, and flour can also be inserted into it.

　　 Bring the water to a boil, then pour the flour that has been adjusted with cold water in advance, pour it into the pot, and boil the porridge.

　　 If the porridge is boiled over fire for a while, it will have some wheat aroma when you drink it.

　　 The thicker one is called mash.

　　 In addition to these two soups, you can also use cold water to make some thick batter.

Stir vigorously with chopsticks in a bowl, stir the noodles vigorously, and then put these very chewy noodles into a pot of boiling water, stir with chopsticks, and then add them after they are cooked. Add some opened frangipani and a bowl of steaming gnocchi is completed.

　　Nutritious, delicious and hungry.

It is foreseeable that after something like wheat appeared, and Han Cheng, a northerner from later generations, showed various ways of eating, Xiaomi'er was in the early development of the Qingque tribe. , The crops that have played a great role, the planting area will be less and less.

　　 People will eat less and less, but the big head is fed the chickens and ducks raised in the tribe...

　　 When Han Cheng returned to the tribe with the two little guys, the spouse of Bai Xuemei and Xiao Wandou, as well as Xiao Xing'er, had already prepared the food.

　　 just waiting for Han Cheng to come back to eat together.

　　 Han Cheng put the flour in the bag into the noodle bowl to prevent the moisture from returning.

I took the two little guys to the side to clean it, reached out and picked up a brick-sized bun, and brought a large bowl of stir-fried vegetables. Without sitting on the pier, I squatted on the side of the threshold. Leaning against the door frame, he started to eat.

　　 I just feel that the whole person's life has become complete...

　　 After eating, Han Cheng put the empty bowls and chopsticks back on the table and walked out from here with a **** in his hand.

　　 Not far out of the tribe, he stopped on a piece of land.

　　 This is a field.

　　 It’s just that what is grown in this field is not wheat or millet.

　　The fields are not level, but have been raised by ditch.

　　 These soils that were deliberately lifted up are already covered with green vines at this time.

　　 These vines are sweet potato vines.

　　 was brought back by Xiong Youpi and others from overseas last year.

　　 After seeing these sweet potatoes, Han Cheng asked people to dig a deep sweet potato cellar outside the tribe to store them.

　　 In the spring of this year, I will take out the preserved sweet potatoes and cover them with soft sand for warmth and watering.

　　 After all these sweet potatoes have sprouts, they will pull out those sweet potato sprouts and plant them on the soil that has been prepared in advance.

　　 The distance between each sweet potato sprout is about 25 cm.

　　Using this method of cultivation, a lot of buds can be emitted from one sweet potato, and many can be planted.

　　 Early sweet potatoes, also called spring sweet potatoes, were planted at this time.

The wheat in the 　　 tribe is being harvested. After a part of it is harvested, Han Cheng will ask someone to plow a part of the harvested wheat field into such a ditch, which is also used to grow sweet potatoes.

At that time, there is no need to plant sweet potato sprouts. You only need to use scissors to cut some sweet potato vines from the sweet potato vines that have grown up, and then on a rainy day, just insert them into the soil. .

　　 Han Cheng came here with a hoe, and began to use the handle of the **** to insert under the sweet potato vines, turning the sweet potato vines to one side.

After 　　 turned over, he used a **** to remove the grass between these ditches.

　　 The purpose of doing this is to nourish moisture and weed on the one hand, and prevent these grasses from competing for nutrients.

　　 Another reason is that when these sweet potato vines are attached to the ground, the small roots that grow out are broken.

　　 Otherwise, after later, the roots that grow on these vines will also bear small sweet potatoes.

　　 This will greatly disperse the nutrients on the sweet potato main root, making the sweet potato under the sweet potato main root smaller.

　　 Xiong Youpi and others have gone to sea again.

　　Calculating the time and distance, these people are almost on the big island in the south at this time.

　　 They tasted the sweetness and said that this time they must bring back two high-yielding things, potatoes and corn, and plant them on their tribal land.

　　 Xiao Wandou, who is already the father of two children, is not in the main tribe either.

　　 After the birth of his son last year, he went to the south with the southward team. At this time, he should have been in the starting point residential area.

　　 By now, the total population of the Qingque tribe has passed 30,000.

　　 With the continuous development of the Qingque tribe, the population of the tribe continues to increase, and the number of babies born each year is continuously increasing.

　　'S ability to absorb other tribesmen is also constantly strengthening.

　　 In the past few years, there have been more than two thousand people who joined the Qingque tribe every year for various reasons.

　　 Last year, it broke three thousand!

　　 The increase in the population of the tribe is like a snowball.

　　 As the **** of the tribe, Han Cheng was of course very happy to face such a scene.

　　 Just as Han Cheng was turning over the sweet potato vines here, some movement came.

　　 He stopped and looked towards the sky to the west. He was seeing big objects floating from the sky to the west.

　　 Han Cheng stood here and looked at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a smile appeared on his face.

　　 This is a hot air balloon made by the guy Stone, carrying some people and coming from the Tongshan residential area.

　　 After so many years of tireless efforts, Shishi, who has had a dream of flying to the sky since he was a child, finally successfully flew to the sky and successfully manufactured a hot air balloon with relatively complete performance that can carry people.

　　Han Cheng stood here and watched for a while, then went to turn over his sweet potato vine.

　　 And at this moment, as the stone that made the hot air balloon, I didn't even look at the hot air balloon made by him.

　　 After all, this thing has appeared in the tribe for two years.

　　 He doesn't feel too curious about this anymore.

　　 At this time, he was sitting by a stove, staring at the kettle placed on the stove in a daze.

　　 The water on the kettle has been boiled, and it is constantly steaming outside.

　　 The lid on the kettle was constantly moving because of the heat coming out. One side was lifted and dropped, colliding with the mouth of the kettle, making a popping sound.

　　 Shishi was fascinated by this scene...

　　 After a while, the stone stood up from the seat, poured out the boiling water in the pot, and then rushed all the way to find the son of God.

　　 Because just now, a bold idea appeared in his mind.

　　 Now he wants to find the son of God to discuss his bold idea...

　　 End of the book