The Ba men poured the water they brought into the pool nearby, and then invited everyone to drink.
So a group of people rushed to the edge of the well and looked inside, and could vaguely see the rippling water.
"Sou Ga, I... try it!"
A hired worker who had been here before was eager to get ready, so the Ba man graciously gave up his seat to him, and then guided him on how to fetch water.
Soon, the well was crowded with people on three levels inside and three outside. Countless people were noisy and crowded, rushing to get water to play with, until at a certain moment, they lost the water jug and broke it with a crash on the well platform.
"Wow!"
The guys who caused the trouble retreated hastily with pale faces.
Only then did they remember that such a large clay pot must be worth at least a good wolf skin.
The excitement of the large group of people watching calmed down instantly, and many people quickly squeezed out of the crowd and fled.
Although fetching water is fun, losing money is not fun.
Because I am poor, I cannot afford to pay compensation.
"You gah!"
"You gah!"
"You gah!"
A few troublemakers pointed triangles at each other.
The sound of breaking clay pots was instantly like a blow to Huang Zhongdalu, sobering up and calming down the emotions of all the foreigners who came.
In front of you is the legendary house of the Ba people.
It is exactly the same as the legend, even cleaner and more comfortable.
Accompanied by Mother Ba and others, the great witch has visited more than ten houses and is currently watching at the entrance to the fire pit and kitchen.
She was also awakened by this voice and slowly calmed down, no longer having the completely uncontrollable excitement at the beginning.
Everyone's eyes are focused on the location of the water well.
Mother and several older women felt distressed for a while, and their old faces trembled a little.
The fourth one... This is the fourth clay pot that has been broken.
The well is indeed good, but there are some useless cans.
And this clay pot was just replaced when I left the tribe two days ago.
However, since they were guests from afar, they had nothing to blame and could only smile bitterly and shake their heads.
"Chen Ga... Mo Hui Ga?"
At this time, an older woman noticed that she didn't seem to see Xu Chen coming back, and couldn't help but ask.
Mother Ba and Da Wu were stunned at the same time, and quickly searched everywhere in the yard, and sure enough they didn't see Xu Chen's shadow.
A young woman next to me weakly replied: "I can't run even if I catch a quack in the morning..."
Mother Ba's face turned pale instantly, and she quickly called the men of the Ba tribe to go out to find someone. Instantly, the whole yard became a little panicked, especially Feng and the other hunters, who rushed out of the gate of the yard with a gust of wind, but breathed out in an instant.
Because on the river beach in the distance, they saw Xu Chen and Ye each carrying a small backpack and holding a large banana leaf as a parasol in their hands, talking and laughing as they walked back slowly and swaying.
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After a Mother's Day, the Ba people ushered in the most lively moment in history.
Six tribes gathered together to visit the most incredible huge building in the history of mankind at the foot of the mountain.
For Xu Chen, this house was not built as well as it could for thousands of years of Chinese ancestors.
Not to mention the three-in and three-out carved beams and painted buildings, even the most ordinary houses in rural areas in later generations are not comparable. The only thing he is proud of is that it is big.
The scale is large enough, with more than twenty rooms, enough to accommodate everyone in the Chin clan.
Even if this time a group of aunts who had not become coquettish after dressing up carefully seduced three young men back, the room was still more than enough.
In half a day, the men, women and children of the Ba ethnic group led the five tribes who came to visit the front and back of the compound several times. Of course, the kilns for making pottery were not missed.
The kiln factory is like a five-star check-in holy land, with people from several tribes coming in and out like a revolving lantern to visit.
Using mud to make pottery and using firewood to make pottery, although it seems simple, and some people can roughly figure out the process, but it is just like the hired workers from various tribes who go back to repair their houses. They have only scratched the surface of what they have learned through seeing and hearing.
It is completely impossible to copy successfully.
Because they knew nothing about the structure of the earthen kiln, how the mud was mixed together, and how to use various complicated tools to make it into the desired shape. They couldn't learn it just by looking at it.
The pony and a group of monkeys that have been kept in the kiln have also become the objects of lively viewing by all the tourists.
It is said that these monkeys were caught by Xu Chen from the mountains with fruit wine.
The pony has now become a half-grown foal, and the Ba people also demonstrated how to let the pony carry things.
Put the two rattan baskets on the back of the pony, put some not too heavy soil or pottery inside, and run steadily and fast while holding them, which is amazing.
Although some monkeys grinned and jumped up and down when they saw people, they were led out by ropes and were very obedient.
Gu and Ju were ordered to lead the group as tour guides, leading a large tourist group of five ethnic groups to visit the reclaimed farmland.
When everyone saw this neatly grown and lush green farmland and learned that it contained food specially grown, everyone was shocked beyond words.
The great witch had just regained consciousness and began to tremble with excitement again, unable to control himself.
Although the four necessary resources for the survival of human beings, food, clothing, housing and transportation, have not yet been summarized, everyone knows that food is the most important thing for the survival of the tribe, not one of them.
At present, the main sources of food are collection and hunting, and collection is the most stable and easily obtained method. Therefore, as humans gradually accumulate experience in collecting life, they will also purposefully maintain the plants in the collection area, forming a relatively fixed source of harvest.
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But this kind of maintenance is just a simple process, such as removing some thorn trees inside, not harvesting all the seeds, etc.
No one would think of burning the weeds and sowing the collected seeds to obtain more food.
But the Ba people did it under the leadership of Xu Chen.
This area full of oats and beans grows more vigorously and lushly than the naturally maintained collection area.
Even if they don't know how to cultivate and plant, they can still understand that in summer and autumn, this large area called farmland will yield more harvests.
If both sides of the riverbanks in the entire valley were reclaimed as farmland, the entire tribe would not be able to eat all the harvested food.
So not only the great witch was speechless with excitement, but all the women were also as excited as if they had discovered a new world. They clamored that they would burn the wasteland for farming when they went back. Several clan leaders could not wait to communicate with Muba and asked
How to burn wasteland, how to sow seeds, etc.
After visiting the farmland, the great witch asked to visit the cave where the Ba people used to live, and asked Xu Chen by name to accompany him.
So Xu Chen could only act as a tour guide once, taking the great witch and the chiefs of the five tribes up the mountain.
Xu Chen has never been to a cave since he moved to the mansion compound at the foot of the mountain.
More than two months have passed and the road up the mountain is almost completely covered by thorns and weeds.
Fearing that there were wild beasts and poisonous snakes on the mountain, each tribe summoned a group of men to protect them at Mother Ba's reminder.
Half an hour later, a group of people finally arrived at the cave.
It was already evening.
The golden sunlight shines slanting from the mountains in the west, making the entire cave look quiet and natural.
In front of the cave, weeds have grown.
The open space where people used to work to dry grain was also covered with mud and rocks, overgrown with weeds, and even a lot of wild animal excrement.
A half-man-high stone wall at the entrance of the cave still stands, but it is also covered with weeds.
The wells and pools that have been repaired are still flowing with clear spring water.
No one has visited it for several months, and it has become covered with moss.
The fire pit and stove at the entrance of the cave are still there, but inside there is only a pile of ashes left after being blown by wind and rain, and even a long snake slough can be seen in the gap of the stove.
Inside the cave, a row of grain cellars against the cave wall have been abandoned. Inside the dark cave, there are dense grass nests surrounded by stones.
In the past, this place was bustling and crowded every night. In every hut, there slept a snoring, grinding teeth, farting, and picking at the skin of a furry savage. They started driving piles to create humans before dark. After generations of reproduction, the Ba people finally had five people.
Size of ten people.
Looking at this extremely familiar yet unfamiliar cave, Xu Chen couldn't help but grit his teeth and sigh.
It was only two months, and it felt like countless years had passed.
Everything here carries his most profound memories after traveling through time.
He could even clearly remember the first time he opened his eyes and woke up, and saw a circle of bare-butt savages holding torches dancing happily, and that big idiot Feng was lighting a fire and preparing to burn himself to death.
He still remembered the heart-rending pain when a group of men tore the thick stick against the chrysanthemum from the pyre.
He still remembers the first rope he twisted while sitting on a stone outside the cave at night, and the first bite of vine fruit he ate by the fire pit in the cave.
Everything is clear and clear to the eye.
Everything is like a dream.
On the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, the dense hieroglyphics and numerical symbols written by myself are still clear.
All the words were carved on it stroke by stroke by Ye with stones.
Even if the carbon ash peels off, it will not disappear or disappear.
"Momba is bad!"
Standing in front of the cave wall, the aggrieved and sad voice of his little female savage cousin seemed to be echoing in his ears.
Of course, he could not forget the little hand that touched his butt again and again.
Xu Chen suddenly couldn't help but laugh.
The memories left behind in this cave are difficult but warm and will never be forgotten until death.