Xu Chen washed the Tianqi and put it on a clean stone to dry.
Then I sat in the shade in front of the cave and stared at the scenery below the mountain in a daze.
"Chenga!"
Ye came over with a few smashed milk fruits, peeled them open, and placed the snow-white kernels in the palm of his hand.
There was a smile on his thin, dark face, and his eyes were full of reverence.
"Thanks!"
Xu Chen smiled and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it open, and a rich and silky milky fragrance instantly filled his mouth.
Because he was almost hungry, he didn't have time to taste it carefully. He ate five or six pills in succession. After finishing all the ones he brought over, he felt slightly better in his stomach. After eating, he pointed to the three pills he was processing.
Pregnant woman with milk fruit.
"What were they arguing about just now?"
Ye was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Xu Chen meant, so he pointed at his belly with a smile, then made a pregnant gesture, patted his belly gently and said: "Shengga!"
"Shengga?" Xu Chen was confused.
"Shengga!" After Ye finished speaking, he raised three fingers.
Xu Chen thought about it for a long time with a confused face and roughly understood that it was probably three pregnant women competing for the title of title for their unborn babies, and they all wanted to name their future children Rope.
Women in matrilineal clans have a high status and are in a dominant position in marriage. According to tradition, men from other tribes should marry into the family. Therefore, having daughters is more popular at the moment. The more women a tribe has, the larger it will be.
In order to facilitate naming, every child will be given a name when he is born. Of course, it is very simple and refers to some common items or daily life terms.
For example, the original name of the primitive boy possessed by Xu Chen in time travel was Chen.
The girl's name is Ye. Although a group of children are still young, they each have a simple name. Some are called Pu and some are called A. Anyway, they are all different. Xu Chen has no idea what they are, but they must all have a certain meaning.
significance.
If these words are all in ancient Chinese, then Chen should mean the sun rising in the morning, and the origin of the name can be roughly inferred that he was born when the sun rose in the morning.
And 叶 should mean leaves.
As for throwing, maybe the baby was not caught when he was born and fell to the ground.
And A didn’t know what it meant, maybe it was a turtle shell, because leftover turtle shells were scattered everywhere near the cave.
Of course, it may also be the origin and representative order of the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
In short, it has only been the second day since Xu Chen traveled through time, and everything is still in the initial stage of confusion and fumbling understanding. Given time, he believes that these seemingly simple communication languages will be slowly distorted by him and develop into an orthodox Chinese sequence.
However, three pregnant women compete for the naming rights, but only one can be named Yong Sheng, so who will win?
At the moment, it seems that the three pregnant women have stopped arguing for the time being.
"Who is Sheng Ga?" Xu Chen asked curiously.
Ye tilted his head and thought for a moment, pointing to the pregnant woman with the largest belly: "Shengga."
Then he pointed to the other one with a slightly smaller belly and said: "Bankah!"
Xu Chen couldn't laugh or cry. It seemed that his unexpected invention of basket weaving today had actually solved a naming dispute. One was called a rope, the other was called a basket. The remaining pregnant woman had the smallest belly. She couldn't fight for it, so she had to give up the name competition.
As the sun gradually turns westward, the women who went out to collect one after another return to the cave to sort and clean the collected rhizomes, fruits, nuts and seeds. Some need to be washed, some need to be dried, and some need to be crushed.
However, the appearance of two new rattan baskets suddenly made the usual orderly habits become chaotic and lively.
Women go out to collect food. Large roots and stems can be tied up with bark, grass and vines and carried back, but food such as fruits, nuts and seeds can only be wrapped in some large leaves or animal skins and cannot be brought back at once.
How much, you can only carry it back and forth, the mountain road is rugged and difficult, and there are many snakes and insects in the forest. Not to mention the dangers, it is also very troublesome.
After Ye and a group of women staying in the cave demonstrated and explained this magical tool that could be carried on their backs, the group of women suddenly became excited and excited. They didn't even bother to rest. They rushed to the woods near the cave to get a lot of green grass.
Teng, and then they all gathered around Xu Chen and chattered.
Although he didn't understand, Xu Chen knew exactly what they wanted, so he could only transform into a basket weaver again and start weaving rattan baskets.
But this time Xu Chen will be more serious.
Not only did I use green vines, but I also personally went to the woods with a stone ax and leaves to search for a while, and cut back a bundle of relatively thick and flexible vines.
Use these strong rattans as the bones of the rattan basket, and weave them into circles with thin rattans. This way, after the rattan basket is woven, it will be stronger and less likely to fall apart.
Just like twisting a rope, Xu Chen was working, and a large group of primitive people wearing furs and shaggy hair surrounded him, with their mouths wide open and their faces full of surprise.
Judging from their limited knowledge, weaving baskets with rattan is definitely an unprecedented creation.
And their poor words cannot describe the rich feelings at this time.
Therefore, I can only hear the joyful exclamations of yo ho yo ho, basket croak, basket croak from time to time.
Ye squatted beside him to help Xu Chen select the well-proportioned ivy with the right thickness, and carefully cleaned the leaves on them. His face was full of seriousness, and there was a kind of nervousness and excitement that was proud of you.
As the shape of the rattan basket in Xu Chen's hand became more and more perfect, the crowd of primitive people who were watching became more and more excited, until the last rattan was cut off, and what appeared in front of everyone was a two-foot-tall tall and thin top.
Although the thick rattan basket is still a little crooked, the overall look is much more pleasing to the eye.
In order to make it comfortable and convenient to carry, Xu Chen found a few twisted bark ropes and tied them to the rattan basket to make a strap. At this point, a labor tool that could affect the tribe's collection and survival methods was officially born.
Amidst the cheers of a group of men, women and children, Xu Chen put the basket on his back and demonstrated it before throwing it to a group of excited women. After some fighting, someone put the basket on his back and ran straight down the mountain.
Xu Chen went to drink water, pee, stretch his hands and feet, and then continued to weave the second rattan basket under the watch of a group of people.
However, just as they were halfway through weaving the rattan basket, they heard loud voices coming from the woods leading down the mountain. Soon, they saw the mother bus hurried back with several young and strong women, and one of them was carrying a
A large basket full of collected food.
"Bankaga..."
Mother Ba couldn't wait to rush straight to Xu Chen, her face full of excitement.
Xu Chen smiled and nodded and was about to stand up, but his mother slapped him down and pushed him down, pointing at the rattan basket that had not yet been woven and making a lot of gestures.
All right!
Xu Chen had no choice but to accept his fate and continued to weave baskets with a frown on his face.
…
The sun sets in the west, and the day goes by in a blink of an eye.
From the bottom of the mountain came the sound of a group of wild men returning from hunting.
Under the urging of her mother and the supervision of a group of women, Xu Chen weaved three rattan baskets in one go in nearly two hours.
To be honest, these rattan baskets were very crude and could barely be used at the level of an elementary school student. However, the impact they had on these primitive people was beyond words.
It can be said that this is a practical tool that they have never seen for generations. It is much more meaningful than the bark rope that Xu Chen made out of boredom last night.
After Xu Chen weaved the second rattan basket, a group of women couldn't wait to carry it to the side of the mountain to pick milk fruits. By the time he finished weaving the third rattan basket, they had already returned with a full load, carrying two large baskets full of hundreds of canes.
fruit.
This nutritious and sweet nut is not only edible fresh, but is actually more useful for drying and storing for winter.
Therefore, after the two baskets of milk fruits came back, the front of the cave became more and more lively. Adults and children rushed to help pry out the fruits inside. Looking at the sudden harvest of fruits, the mother's eyes turned red with excitement.
Now is the harvest season, which is also the most critical season for the survival of the tribe.
Every summer and autumn are the busiest times for the tribe. As the clan leader, she must lead all the women to work hard to collect enough food to dry and store.
The yield of milk fruits is large in the vicinity, but because the terrain is dangerous and difficult to carry, it is impossible to harvest in large quantities. Once the time is missed, these fruits will fall off and roll into the canyon. Most of the time, you can only watch these delicious fruits.
Missing out on delicious food has always been a pity for the entire tribe.
But now that we have this kind of rattan basket that can be carried on your back, these milk fruits can finally be harvested in large quantities.
Although Xu Chen didn't know why Momba was so excited, he also understood that if the milk fruit could be picked back, it would be enough to ensure food for this group of primitive people for at least one or two months, and it was so delicious that he could also enjoy it.
This is a rare delicacy, so I work even harder at weaving baskets.
A group of men returned from hunting. It was obvious that they had not gained much today and did not kill any wild animals. However, they still brought back several large turtles and a large snake, as well as a few fish wrapped in grass and vines.
A lot of exercise every day, meat is essential, especially in this primitive and barbaric era, salt can only be obtained from flesh and blood, so meat is even more important.
But meat is hard to come by. Whether it is wild beasts or various crawling snakes and insects, women cannot obtain it. Only men can obtain it. Therefore, the importance of men in the tribe is self-evident.
Hunting and guarding are men's business, and women are responsible for collecting food and taking care of children. Although it is hard and tiring, they work hard and will not complain at all.
Because men are out in the wild all day without returning home. In addition to hunting, another huge function is to explore the world.
Only the wider the scope of men's exploration, the wider the scope of women's activities, and the greater the scope of collection.
And this kind of exploration and development actually costs men a lot, and the mortality rate is much higher than that of women.
There are one-third more adult women in this tribe than adult men, and the oldest man is only thirty years old, and he is still in poor health and can only guard the cave and make some tools, but the women are different.
They looked to be at least fifty years old with gray hair, and several of them looked older than they were, with wrinkles all over their faces. These conditions showed that the survival rate and average lifespan of women in this era was much higher than that of men.
Of course, the average life span of women has always been higher than that of men. Even in the 21st century, men still live shorter than women because of high work pressure. At the same time, they have to suffer constant beatings and violent attacks from female fists. They also need house, car and money to get married.
Desperately trying to squeeze out every drop of fluid from the man's body.
With the return of a group of men, the cave became more lively.
But today I suddenly got a brand-new tool and harvested a lot more milk fruits, so my dinner was also a lot richer.
After the big snake was skinned, disemboweled and cleaned, the aroma of roasting a long snake on the stone slab surrounding the fire filled the air.
Several large turtles were brutally beaten to death with stone axes, and then the carapace was broken open and the meat inside was dug out and roasted on the stone slab.
The fish is even simpler, just remove the internal organs without scraping the scales and throw it directly into the fire pit to burn.
In addition, there are some cereal balls that are mashed with plant seeds and mixed together. The lumps are placed on the stone slab and roasted, and the aroma is strong.
Wild fruits and berries were placed on the leaves, milk nuts were placed in the shells, and some tubers were thrown into the ashes of the fire pit, which also gave off an appetite-stimulating aroma.
Of course, this kind of abundance does not allow everyone to eat to their heart's content, but compared to the state of starvation, this kind of life is enough for the tribe to survive well.
And during this meal, Xu Chen became the undisputed protagonist.
The food was handed to him first, a large piece of snake meat and a piece of baked multigrain pancake.
Looking at this piece of roasted black snake meat, Xu Chen's excited soul trembled.
This dog fucked the primitive era, it was a complete waste of natural resources.
Such a big snake, plus aniseed Sichuan peppercorns, ginger and chili peppers, stewed in a big pot, might not even be enough for ten bottles of beer.
"Hiss~"
The saliva collapsed instantly.
Although he was very opposed to eating snake meat in his heart, in the end his hungry soul defeated his reason. He tried his best to suppress the temptation of stewed snake meat cooked in a big pot with pepper, oil, salt, soy and vinegar from his mind.
Go down and start eating.
In order to express their respect for Xu Chen's successive inventions of ropes and rattan baskets, Muba and many other women gave Xu Chen some of their share of food. Ye knew that Xu Chen loved to eat milk fruits, so he put in some of the food he received.
In front of him, soon after the banquet started, the stone slab in front of Xu Chen was filled with all kinds of food.
Although a group of men did not give him the food they were given, it was clear from their words and expressions that they admired the rattan basket he invented today. They all took the initiative to chat with him enthusiastically, chattering excitedly, and occasionally there were people
He pointed at the distant mountains with a look of disdain on his face, as if he was talking about another annoying tribe.
And Xu Chen had a simple and honest smile.
Can't understand a word.
It didn't stop him from knowing that these dogs and savages were bragging again.
The lively dinner ended quickly.
At sunset and dusk, a group of primitive people who had eaten and drank enough to disperse dispersed, cleaned up for a while, and then went to sleep in the cave.
Xu Chen and Ye continued to weave rattan baskets until the sounds of men and women exercising in the cave subsided. Then they picked up a piece of charcoal from the fire pit, walked to the cave wall where they had written yesterday, and carefully drew a basket icon on it.
pattern, add a sun symbol at the back, then pee, wash hands, and sleep in the hole.
On the second day after traveling to the primitive era, he advanced to become a basket weaver.