"Yes, Amu's brain is very useful!" Shan Amu looked at her happily, "This year's crop of ramie has been cut, more seeds have been sown, and more hemp has been recovered than last year."
Dashu Amu took over and said, "Xiao Qing, the cloth stored in the warehouse is almost used up. There are many more people this year than last year. I'm worried that the hemp silk stored this year may not be enough!"
Shan Amu smiled and said: "I can harvest another crop. The patch of ramie at the foot of the mountain and under the courtyard wall can harvest a lot. Adding the kudzu is enough."
Yao Xiaoqing nodded, "Okay, I'll tell my father to let them build a few more looms. When they have time, we can weave more cloth and save it."
"Yes, there are so many girls coming back this year, so we need to make more looms," Shan'am said.
A few people chatted and laughed and continued to make the remaining silk floss.
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Shi Shan and Kui stood beside a field of millet grains, happily looking at the millet grains in the field.
According to the farming methods of the Yaoshan tribe, we can harvest a lot of millet this year. And those pumpkins are very pleasing to look at.
At this time, the warriors on guard at the foot of the mountain saw a dozen warriors with animal skins around their waists, standing in front of the wooden arrows.
These people carried bows and arrows on their shoulders, and all held bone knives in their hands.
The warrior looked at the man at the head with an ugly giant-toothed monster painted on his chest, "Which tribe are you from? What are you doing in the Wuxian tribe?"
"Python, he said..." Beside the man, an old man with gray hair and a lean figure stepped forward and told him what the warrior said.
The warrior watched the two people murmuring for a while, and the lean old uncle turned to look at him: "My name is Yangjiu, and we are the Dragon Tribe from the east."
He was originally from here. After being expelled by the tribe, he wandered to the east and was captured by the Dragon Dragon tribe and made into a slave.
After the earthquake, they experienced landslides and heavy rains. The plains turned into lakes and their original residence was flooded. He told the leader where he used to live and took them to migrate here.
They kept walking south and walked for a long time before they got here. Unexpectedly, the original tribe had disappeared and they found their place of residence. Wu asked him to bring people out to exchange for salt from the Wuxian tribe.
Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the Wuxian tribe, they discovered that the original Wuxian tribe had also turned into a lake.
They searched along the road and asked a few people by the river before they found out that Wu Xian had migrated here.
The warrior nodded, "I want to ask you why you came to the Wuxian tribe?"
Yang Jiu looked at him and said, "We are looking for you to exchange for some salt."
After hearing this, the warrior glanced at them and said, "You guys wait here, I will report to the leader."
"Okay!" Yangjiu responded.
The python stood there, looking at the millet at the foot of the mountain, with a greedy look in his eyes.
After hearing the warrior's report, Shishan went to the entrance of the tribe and saw the man with the totem at a glance.
He thought this man's eyes looked like a hungry wolf.
Yangjiu saluted Shishan and said: "Chief Shishan, our tribe has no salt at all. We are willing to exchange it with you for food."
Shishan glanced at him lightly, "You guys go back! Come back to exchange for salt after the autumn fair."
They exchange salt for food! His salt has been buried by the collapsing mountains. The salt they eat is sent by the Yaoshan tribe!
Yang Jiu turned around and told Mang what Shi Shan had said.
Mang glanced at Shishan and said, "Ask him, how long will it take for the autumn gathering to start? In which tribe will it be held?"
After hearing this, Shishan thought for a moment without telling them, "You can come here again after the grain is harvested."
After listening to Yangjiu's words, Mang turned around and left with the people.
A group of people went up the mountain. The snake looked at the millet valleys at the bottom of the mountain and said to the warrior behind him: "Yangsan, come over there. I saw a lot of millet valleys below on the mountain. Now we don't have to worry about food for the winter."
Already."
Along the way, they relied on grabbing other people's food to bring their tribe here.
Yang Jiu frowned and said, "Mang, are we coming to rob the Wuxian tribe's grain?"
The python nodded without hesitation, "Yes, these grains will be harvested in more than ten days. I just saw that they still have a lot of beans. Let's go back first, and then come over in two days to have a look at the tribe next door."
Yangjiu hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "Mang, we want to live here for a long time. Isn't it bad to do this?"
"It's not good if we don't have food." The python glanced at him and looked at the other brothers, "Let's go a little further and find a place to stay."
Yang San said: "If you walk faster, you can get to the forest over there and stay there for one night."
Shishan watched them go away and ordered the warriors on guard, "Send two teams of people to go around the fence and keep a close eye on the grains. And use bamboo poles to drive out the birds, so that they don't destroy the grains."
"Yes, leader." The warrior responded and led the others away.
Shi Shan went back to the house, carried a bucket of honey, put it in a basket on his back, and led Kui towards the Yaoshan tribe.
When I got to the river, I saw Ashuo and his friends collecting fish traps by the river. "Kui, go find Ashuo and the others to play."
"Oh!" Kui looked at him, "Remember to call me when you go back."
Shi Shan nodded and walked onto the river beach with his hands behind his back. When he saw the road paved by Jiang Li and others, he walked on it and said to himself, "Oh! The people of the Yaoshan tribe have easy brains. This road is like walking on a stone slab."
Same as above."
When I walked to the gate of the tribe, I took another look at their millet field. I saw several old men standing on the field, holding a bamboo pole tied with vines, driving away the birds.
"Are there many birds here?"
The old uncle turned around and said, "Yes, Chief Shishan. There are many more birds this year than in previous years. If we don't drive them away, they will eat up all the grain in a field."
Shishan smiled and said: "It's because there are less fruits in the mountains. Next year when the weather gets better, there will be fewer birds."
"Yes!" The old uncle smiled and nodded.
Shishan looked around and felt that the grains in Yaoshan were better than those in Wuxian, and the ears were heavy. He secretly decided to learn how to select seeds from them next year.
Walking to the gate, Ah Shui looked at him and said with a smile: "Chief Shishan, what are you doing with your basket on your back?"
Shishan smiled and said, "I came to Qingwu to talk to him about something."
"I'll accompany you in." Ah Shui led Shi Shan inside.
The two walked to the cafeteria, and Shishan gave the basket to Axing, "These are the honeys collected by the warriors in the mountains. I will send a bucket to you."
Axing took the basket and said, "Father, has brother gone into the mountains again?"
"Well! You do your job well, I have something to say to Qing Wu." Shishan said and followed Ah Shui away.
Yao Xiaoqing stood on the roof of the building and saw A Shuibo taking Shi Shan to the courtyard. He came downstairs and smiled: "Chief Shi Shan, why do you want to come to the Yaoshan tribe to play today? Did you know that I want to send you off?"
Where’s the stuff!”
Shi Shan laughed after hearing this, "What Qing Wu gave me must be good things. I came here for other things."
"Okay! Sit down and talk."
Yao Xiaoqing placed the chair brought by Ah Que in the courtyard and asked Shi Shan to sit down.