Several thatched huts were built in a hurry and looked shabby and shabby. The inside and outside of the house were still messy. However, a group of Cicha tribesmen couldn't wait to distribute them according to their respective tribes, and happily moved in in a swarm.
The ground was still damp soil, and there were no beds. These people didn't care. They built some nests in the room with stones and branches, and spread them with hay and animal skins, which became their favorite beds.
As for the things for food, drink and housing, they were relatively simple. Xu Chen asked the pottery factory to provide some pots and pans, collected some unused stone hoes, wood hoes and other simple tools from various tribes, and also arranged for people to send some fish and meat food.
Even if this group of people is completely settled.
It's now the end of December.
Spring is right around the corner.
Therefore, Xu Chen also stopped the construction of the royal city, and the construction of roads and ditches in various tribes was also stopped at the same time. All manpower and material resources were invested in farmland reclamation and spring sowing production.
On both sides of the Jicang River, thick smoke from wasteland burning has been billowing everywhere since December. The straw and weeds on the farmland and wasteland that had been deserted for several months after the autumn harvest have also been burned out one after another, leaving the vast withered river beach.
A large gray-black open space was revealed again.
After a year of settlement, various tribes have become more enthusiastic about reclaiming wasteland and farming this year, and their farmland area has expanded a lot.
While Xu Chen was guiding the construction of the Cicha people's housing every day, he was also constantly inspecting and supervising the farming preparations of each tribe. Seeing how enthusiastically all the tribes were expanding their farmland area, his heart became extremely hot.
According to this development progress, in another year at most, all the tribes who immigrated here will have enough food to survive and will no longer have to worry about food and clothing.
However, the Cicha tribe had just settled down because they had just arrived, and they did not know how to open up wasteland and farm. Therefore, he focused most of his energy on the Cicha tribe. He would ride a horse to patrol almost every day, except for arranging for some people who were proficient in farming to come to help guide.
, and will also personally help with some planning and arrangements.
January has entered in the blink of an eye, and although it is still very cold, the temperature has begun to rise, and you can even see sporadic wildflowers blooming in the riverbanks and mountains.
Each tribe has also entered the official spring sowing process.
On this day, Xu Chen rode a horse to the Cicha tribe for inspection and found that several Cicha tribesmen were throwing something on the mudflat next to the stream.
He was very curious, so he got off his horse and called several Cicha tribesmen over to ask.
But when he saw what he was spreading, his eyes almost popped out.
"Fuck, this, isn't this rice?"
Xu Chen cursed and cursed even his clan members.
Because what these Cicha tribesmen brought out did indeed look like rice. Although the colors were messy and the sizes were different, he grew up in the countryside, so the rice would definitely be unmistakable.
What a good thing!
Xu Chen suddenly felt as if he had discovered a new world. With trembling hands, he picked up a few pills from a Cicha tribesman and placed them in the palm of his hand to watch carefully.
"How many of these seeds did you bring?" Xu Chen's voice trembled slightly when he asked.
Several people from the Cicha tribe didn't understand. The little witch from the Wugui tribe who worked as an interpreter every day hurriedly translated and asked. After a meal of gestures and exchanges, Xu Chen learned that they had brought a lot of animal skins and quickly told them not to spread the word.
, but collect them all and send them.
So not long after, Xu Chen saw several large and small animal skin parcels in front of him. After opening them, they were all filled with rice. The lengths, sizes, and colors were very messy, and many of them were even shriveled.
Looking at these rice grains, Xu Chen felt that his heart could not stop beating.
These should be the oldest wild rice species.
The appearance is slightly different from what he has seen and eaten before traveling through time, but the rice is definitely not wrong.
There were several large and small bags in front of me, which probably weighed more than ten kilograms in total.
Xu Chen was so surprised and excited that he asked more carefully and learned that this tribe called the Tuha people lived near a stream in the southeast of the lake. On both sides of the stream and on the lake beach, many of these plants grew every year. The tribe
The seeds are collected year round for food.
When eating, you usually put it in a fire to burn it, then rub the shell off with your hands. The smell will be fragrant. In fact, there are wild rice near many tribes of the Cicha tribe. There are many on the beaches around the lake, just because it grows on the tidal flats.
In the mudflats, collecting is more troublesome. It has always been the same as the Ba tribe and other tribes used to collect wheat, beans and other cereals, which are not staple foods.
This time when they migrated to Gonghuo Basin, they brought some rice seeds with them and planned to sow them on the streams and riverbanks so that they could be collected and harvested in the autumn.
They have just moved here. Although they have reclaimed hundreds of acres of farmland with the guidance and help of Xu Chen and other tribes, and Xu Chen even lent them thousands of kilograms of wheat beans from the Ba tribe as rations and grain seeds, but
Wheat and beans are sown on dry land. They all know the habits of this plant and must be sown on mudflats with water.
So they waited until spring before spreading the rice near the streams.
Xu Chen is quite familiar with rice cultivation and even planted rice seedlings when he was a child.
But he would definitely not be able to accept this method of spreading seeds on the riverbank without plowing the fields, and the yield would naturally be even more unacceptable.
Therefore, he asked the Cicha tribe to find two pottery pots, put all the rice in it, put some lime in it, soaked it in water, and then had people move it to the room to put it away temporarily, and then he rode back and forth to observe the stream.
After a trip, we found a relatively open and low-lying tidal flat, gathered a group of Cicha tribesmen, prepared farm tools and started digging and weeding.
Xu Chen also took off his coat, rolled up his trouser legs and went down to the beach with a hoe to help. The whole scene soon became noisy and lively.
The movement here soon attracted everyone from the Cicha tribe. Men and women came over curiously to watch. Even some people from the Pi tribe in the distance were attracted. As the movement became louder and louder, many people near the royal city soon
Everyone in the tribe knew that Xu Chen was digging mudflats here to sow a special crop brought by the Cicha tribe. More people came by on horseback to watch the fun. In the end, even the little witch from the Gonghuo tribe on the other side of the river couldn't help it.
A large number of people came to watch.
After working hard for a long time, Xu Chen also froze in the cold mud, his feet were cold and his lips were purple, but with the work of hundreds of people, he was able to dig out a paddy field of about five acres.
This mudflat was originally covered with all kinds of aquatic plants, as well as large and small shrubs, vines and stones. It usually looks like a muddy beach, where waterbirds live, but after it was tidied up, it looked much cleaner and fresher.
The paddy field leans against the bank of the stream, taking on a long shape.
In order to facilitate irrigation and drainage, Xu Chen asked people to divide the paddy field into three parts, build a field bank with soil in the middle, and dig ditches around and inside and outside the field.
But this is not enough.
Because summer thunderstorms are extremely violent in this era, rivers and streams will surge several times in May and June, and now is the time when the water level is at its lowest. Therefore, it is necessary to prevent the rising water in summer from flooding and washing away the paddy field, and further construction and reinforcement are needed.
A river embankment will do.
However, Xu Chen couldn't stand the cold anymore. After sneezing several times, he had to climb up the bank, shivering and put on his clothes and shoes. Then he called a leader of the Cicha tribe to give him instructions on how to build the embankment, and then he went home sniffling.
Warm up the fire.
The savages are all in good health and have super strong resistance. There are many adults and children running around with bare feet and buttocks in the winter.
However, with the development of several alliance tribes in recent years, they have gradually solved the problem of food and clothing, and with the emergence of linen, wearing linen clothes has gradually become a new trend and habit.
It's a good thing that your life is getting better, but your health will slowly get worse.
The history of human evolution is that the IQ is getting higher and higher, but the body is getting weaker and weaker. Especially as more tools and sharp and powerful weapons appear, the human body becomes weaker and weaker.
Xu Chen's performance was particularly obvious.
He is a man who cherishes his life. He knows that in this era, there is no medical treatment for illness and no medicine for injuries. He almost never participates in labor that is too dangerous, and he always has enough food and clothing to prevent himself from getting sick.
The most dangerous sport in his daily life is horseback riding.
But his horse is still the pony he first domesticated. It is now five or six years old. Because it was raised since childhood, it has a very docile temperament and rides very smoothly. Moreover, Xu Chen does not like to run too fast, so riding a horse is actually very difficult.
It wasn't considered dangerous, and he never fell off once.
Xu Chen, who usually does manual labor in the tribe, rarely participates in it.
Therefore, with his tall and powerful body, he is actually the weakest among the adult men of the Ba ethnic group. He is not good at wielding a knife, spear, horseback riding or archery, and physical labor is even more demanding.
It was like working in muddy water in winter, something he hadn't done in a long time.
The last time I got sick was when I conquered the Pi Tribe. I also caught a cold after being exposed to the rain in winter, but it was not serious. I had a runny nose for two or three days and was fine.
But this time he felt something was wrong.
After returning home, I always felt chilly all over, my nose was full of tears and my nose was full of tears. I held a piece of tiger skin and baked it by the fire pit, which got colder and colder. I drank several large cups of aphrodisiac fruit tea but it didn't feel better, so I had to boil a bowl of pepper.
I drank the ginger soup and then went to sleep with my tiger skin on my hands.
As a result, when I woke up, my whole body felt bad.
My whole body ached, my hands and feet were cold, my forehead began to feel hot, I had a headache, felt dizzy and felt dizzy.
When Xu Chen fell ill, not only the Ba people were in chaos, but the entire Gonghuo Basin was also in chaos.
The little witches of the Gonghuo Tribe and the Five Ghost Tribes hurriedly came to take care of him, and even jointly performed a blessing ritual for him. People from other tribes also came in an endless stream to visit and express their condolences, bringing various kinds of fish and meat.
The Ba people's courtyard is noisy.
The blessing had no effect, so Xu Chen could only treat himself. He was dizzy and found isatis roots, Polygonum spp., pepper, ginger, and even Pangasius polygonatum and tiger bones. He mixed all kinds of herbs together and took them for two or three days.
It didn't get better, instead it got worse.
Seeing that Xu Chen's illness was getting worse and worse, everyone was even more panicked and didn't know what to do. Ye cried anxiously every day. He also planned to arrange for someone to send the news of Xu Chen's illness back to the Ba people, and by the way, the little witch
Invite mother and baby.
However, it is the most critical time for spring planting right now, and sending this news back will definitely delay the spring planting of the Ba people.
Therefore, Xu Chen had to drag his sick body and head with fever to persuade everyone not to panic, and asked two little witches to patrol each tribe on his behalf every day, supervising and guiding spring plowing and sowing. He insisted on drinking a lot of water and taking medicine every day.
Under Xu Chen's self-treatment, the condition finally began to improve after another two or three days. Although there was still a slight fever, the headache symptoms were greatly reduced, and the aches and pains all over the body began to disappear. The only thing was that the nose was blocked and it looked like a sewer.
My nose was full of runny nose all day long, and I felt like all the water in my brain was draining away. This chapter has been completed!