At this time, the leader of the tribe next door rushed to the door and said, "Chief Shanyang, have you gone out to see it?"
Shan Yang turned to look at him, "What did you want me to see?"
He walked into the house and sat down, and said with a look of jealousy: "I climbed up the mountain today and saw that the open space of the Yaoshan tribe was covered with grains of millet. There were still many people clearing land at the bottom of the mountain.
Chief Shanyang, I think we should grow more millet and beans like the Yaoshan tribe. Having food is much better than searching for food in the woods every day."
Shanyang curled his lips and spread his hands, "We don't even have seeds now. If we want to plant them, we have to wait until the seeds are collected in the autumn. We can start next year!"
"Alas!" He sighed fiercely, "Wait until next year. There is so little food brought back from hunting. How will we survive this winter?"
Shan Yang looked at Meng, whose brows were so furrowed that he was about to kill a fly, and his heart moved, "Meng, you can borrow some seeds from the Yaoshan tribe and return them to him after the autumn harvest."
She glanced at him fiercely and said, "I'm afraid that I won't be able to get back the seeds of the food I planted. I heard that you have formed an alliance with the Yaoshan tribe. Why don't you borrow it?"
Shan Yang was choked by him and had nothing to say. He stood up and said, "I'll go to the river to have a look."
"I'll take a look too." He shook his hand and walked away.
Shanyang looked at Meng's back and spat angrily, "Jackal, why don't you think about yourself begging Yaohu to accept your tribe, and no one else will."
A Hong looked at him and said, "Father, I think Meng is right. We should clear out the land as soon as possible and wait until the seeds are collected in the fall so that we can plant them next year."
He paused and said, "When the time comes, let's go and ask the leader Yaohu to teach us how to grow food."
"Alas!" Shanyang sighed, sat in silence for a while, and looked up at Ah Hong, "Open the land first, and next year my father will go and ask for help from the leader Yaohu."
Ah Hong stood up and said, "Okay, I'll take people to open the land right away."
Ahong led several warriors from the tribe to start cutting down the trees. The tribal leader next to him saw this and couldn't sit still. He went back and led his men to pick up the stone ax and start working.
The bamboo forest suddenly became lively. People lying idle on the bed also got up and picked up stone axes and stone hoes to start clearing wasteland.
When they first demarcated their territory, they also followed Yao Xiaoqing's example and used stones to lay boundary stones to demarcate their territories.
Each tribe used stones to make boundary stones, and when they opened land, they were in their own territory.
After Huo and Amon left, several nearby tribes divided their territory.
From the river side down there is the valley. People at this time did not pay as much attention to the land as later generations, and no one fought for land.
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Jiang Li went back and took twenty or thirty men with him to cut down the small shrubs under the wall and clear away the accumulated sediment and stones.
It took more than half a month to clear a wide road.
Everyone began to collect rocks, dig out clay and pile it up. Once enough materials were saved, they started to pave the slope.
By this time, the eastern wall and warehouses of the Yaoshan tribe had been built, and the winter wheat in the fields had matured.
A breeze blows, and the golden ears of wheat stir up golden waves.
Yao Xiaoqing stood in the wheat field, inspected each field, and marked the wheat fields that were growing particularly well.
She found that after several selections, the ears of wheat were longer than the previous two years, and the grains were also larger and plumper.
What I am dissatisfied with is that there are more defects than last year.
She summed it up and thought it was still due to the weather.
I just hope that next year will have good weather and a good harvest.
Shan Amu, who was following behind, looked at the golden wheat field and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Xiaoqing, it's good if you get something. Don't be afraid of the flat ones. You can eat them after grinding them a few times."
After hearing this, Yao Xiaoqing smiled and said: "Amu is right. We originally thought that there would be no harvest, but we should be satisfied if there is a harvest."
"I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied!" Shan'am smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Let's start harvesting this afternoon while the weather is good, so as not to rain again."
There has been a lot of rain this year. The weather is fine, but when a dark cloud comes over, the raindrops fall down.
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and waved: "Okay, we will start cutting after lunch!"
Shanmu happily climbed up the field and went back to prepare the sickle.
In the afternoon, the women came to the wheat field with sickles, and Uncle followed him with his oxen and the cart.
Yao Hu, Jiang Li and the others also came to the wheat field before they started. When everyone learned that the wheat field that was originally thought to be unharvested could be harvested, they all gathered around the wheat field.
Yao Xiaoqing looked at Yao Hu with a smile and said, "Father, you lead everyone to take the sickle."
Yaohu laughed, looked at the warriors and said, "Okay, the women have a rest today, and we will go to the fields to cut wheat."
"Okay, let's do it!"
Jiang Li, Bao and the others took the sickles from Yao Xiaoqing and others.
"Open the sickle!" Yao Hu shouted.
The people surrounding the wheat field also shouted: "The sickle is on! The sickle is on!"
The shouts of joy frightened the birds standing on the wall.
Everyone followed Yaohu to the fields and watched him cut the first sickle. The others all waved their hands and started to move.
There was a sound in the wheat field, the swishing sound of the sickle cutting the wheat stalks.
Yao Xiaoqing found that Jiang Li was still a little clumsy when he cut just a few times. After cutting for a while, the speed became faster.
Leopard and Muba moved much faster, swiping the ground and cutting down a large area in a short time.
The old uncle who was waiting on the field ridge happily went to the field, carried the harvested wheat ears onto the cart, and drove the cattle to the drying ground.
Ah Su and the others took down the wheat and spread it out to dry.
After two days of sunshine, it’s time for the threshing machine to come out.
Yao Xiaoqing looked at the golden wheat field as if it had been blown by a typhoon, and it had become bare in one afternoon. No wonder people say that when there are fewer people, it is easier to eat, but when there are more people, it is easier to work.
God was kind and it was sunny for two days in a row, and the wheat ears in the drying field were also dried.
Dashi led people to carry the threshing machine built in the winter to the drying ground.
Ah Su and several women carried the dried wheat to both sides of the threshing machine and piled it up.
Yao Xiaoqing directed two men to shake the handle of the threshing machine, and the drum filled with iron teeth began to rotate rapidly.
She picked up a handful of wheat stalks and placed the ears on the drum. She heard a clicking sound and all the wheat grains fell into the barrel.
Several people standing by and watching laughed, and one said: "This threshing machine is really easy to use."
Ah Su smiled and said: "If we make two more machines, we will work faster."
Yao Xiaoqing taught Ah Hei and stepped aside, "It will take a while before we have the materials to make it."
"Yeah!" Ah Su smiled and nodded, "Xiaoqing, you can go back! It's fine as long as we are here."
"good."
Yao Xiaoqing agreed and left the drying field, leaving the tribe. The two rows of yards to the south had been built.
A road more than one foot wide was left directly opposite the gate. After it is paved in the future, it can lead directly to the bamboo forest.
These two rows of courtyards are all made of red bricks, and the exterior walls are not painted white. They look very festive.
She walked through the alley between the two houses and went to the millet field. The grain in the field had begun to grout. Fortunately, the weather for grouting had been good these past few days.