Chapter 429 The Departed Xiaofu and the Son of God Feeding Pigs
The wind blew, picking up a few yellow leaves and swirling them into the quiet cave.
The cave was empty and dead, with blood stains on the ground, dazzling white bones and burning ashes.
This tribe, which had lived here for who knows how long, finally disappeared.
Perhaps in the future, some kind of wild beast will occupy this place and use it as a shelter.
Maybe it was a migrating tribe that came, lit a bonfire and continued to live here.
Maybe no one will find this place again. The dust kicked up by the wind will gradually cover up this place. After an unknown number of years, a group of people with equipment came here, peeled off the layers of sedimented things, and carefully and carefully
Cleaning up, he shouted ecstatically at the skull of the leader of the tribe where Caogen was located...
Not far away, a squirrel couple who were burying acorns in the ground in preparation for the winter stood up, their big tails on the ground, their front paws slightly hanging, and they looked around warily.
After a while, the two of them ran all the way, quickly climbed up the tree, and hid in the tree hole, with only one head exposed, looking carefully.
Not long after, the group of hairless monkeys that scared them appeared.
They passed under the tree and left without stopping. Someone even kicked the bones under the pine tree aside...
"Yoyo~!"
The sky is clear, the wind is gentle, and in the autumn wilderness, Mr. Deer comes with his head held high and his slender legs striding.
Behind it, followed by a group of its subordinates, they grazed here as they walked. Under the autumn sunshine, they looked extremely leisurely.
Xiaofu still wandered around the periphery of the herd of deer, and sometimes he would suddenly pounce, knocking an unlucky guy to the ground who had no time to escape, and give him a wolf kiss.
Xiaofu, who had been wandering around for a while, suddenly stopped, stood up straight, stretched his neck, and took a few breaths from time to time.
After this movement continued for a while, it began to move in one direction.
After walking for a while, I would smell it again.
After walking, stopping and going in circles for who knows how far, Xiaofu stopped again.
Not far ahead, there was a small wolf pack. There were only eleven or two wolves in the pack.
The pack of wolves had discovered Xiaofu, an uninvited guest who was alone. The originally playful wolves suddenly became wary.
They looked at Xiaofu, and Xiaofu looked at them, and the two sides just looked at each other quietly.
Maybe they felt that Xiao Fu was not hostile, or maybe they felt that Xiao Fu, who had already grown up, was not easy to mess with. The group of wolves left step by step under the leadership of the leader who was blind in one eye.
Xiaofu hesitated for a while, then followed the wolves...
The sun moves westward, and the warm sunshine slants on the mountains and forests.
"Yoyo~!"
Mr. Deer, who was always punctual, raised his neck and screamed, then took a step forward, turned around and headed towards the direction of the tribe.
The deer herd followed, and Fu Jiang, a few guys who were mixed with the deer herd, also went to the tribe with the deer herd.
No one noticed Xiaofu's disappearance, because they were already used to Xiaofu's single brush...
In the Qingque tribe, the foundation of the pig pen has been completely laid, but not all of it has been raised. There is only a space of about seven or eight square meters.
The seven grown-up wild boar piglets have been moved here from the simple pig pen.
It was Han Cheng's expedient move to temporarily put down the original large pigsty and build a smaller one in the southeast corner.
The main reason is to divert the manpower originally intended to build pig pens to build houses.
The houses of the Qingque Tribe are currently sufficient, so there is no need to build new houses. However, when the Green Tribe, who has gradually taken the bait, is included, the houses will become tight.
After all, the millet harvested just this year occupies as many as six houses.
As for the blue-brick and large-tiled house, Han Cheng was not prepared to let people live in it.
The newly built houses have the same specifications as the previous ones, with twelve rooms in a row.
But the difference is that instead of building a partition wall to support the beams in every room, one wall is built every three rooms.
The rest of the building is like a large blue brick house with triangular beams made of wood as supports.
This wall is just like the previous one, with stones on the bottom and rammed earth on the top instead of bricks.
Firstly, it is too troublesome and time-consuming to make bricks. Secondly, the house I live in has not yet reached the level of being built with green bricks.
After all, Han Cheng consciously wanted to highlight the superiority of blue brick buildings, so naturally he would not use blue bricks to build residential houses.
On the back mountain, a few men from Tietou who often mow grass were harvesting thatch.
After a period of time, the harvested and dried thatch will be used together with the previously accumulated thatch to build the roofs of newly built houses.
The newly built houses do not use tiles, which was specially assigned by Han Cheng to echo the two types of ID cards he planned to implement.
These newly built thatched houses were prepared for those who would later join the tribe.
Second-level citizens with wooden ID cards can only live in this kind of thatched house, while first-level citizens can live in tile-roofed houses.
Distinguish between the two in this respect.
Han Cheng looked at the busy people for a while, then lowered his head to look at the seven wild boar piglets in the pig pen.
The injuries on several wild boar cubs have basically healed. After this period of captivity, these wild boar cubs are no longer as wild as before and will no longer try to climb over the small cage that imprisons them here.
At this time, even if Han Cheng is here, they can turn a blind eye.
Two wild boar cubs were minding their own business in the pig pen, eating the food in the pig trough, while the other four were lying against the stone wall of the pig pen, enjoying the autumn sunshine.
There was another one, looking hesitantly at the sky.
What is inside the pig trough is not simply grass, but a mixture of chaff, chopped grass, and some water used to wash pots and dishes.
The water used to wash the pot has an oily smell and some salty taste, which is very appetizing to the wild boar.
After all, these guys are omnivores. In addition to grass, they are not afraid of meat and fish.
Of course, when you come to the Qingque Tribe, you won't have many opportunities to eat meat and fish in the future.
Nowadays, the Qingque tribe's wild boar breeding scale is not large, so this small pig pen does not seem crowded.
After the wild boars have grown up and the size of the pig herd has expanded, it is not too late to expand the pig pen.
As for feeding wild boars, there is no need to worry.
Because for now, the number of wild boars is not large, so we can get by with just make do.
For a long time to come, the food of these wild boars will be mainly bran and grass or hay.
Sometimes, there are some rapeseeds, millet, or broken fruits mixed in.
As for eating such a light diet and not gaining weight, there is no need to worry too much.
Han Cheng had seen a piece of news before, saying that a man often used spoiled fruits to raise pigs, and as a result, the pigs grew fat...
In my memory, farmers feed their own pigs. In order to make the pigs grow faster, they kill a lot of meat during the Chinese New Year. They steam the sweet potatoes, mash them, and mix them with bran to feed them.
However, these wild boars in the tribe should not think about such treatment. After all, the only food that can be called food in the tribe so far is millet.
If fed like this, the wild boars in the tribe will not be as fat as the pigs of later generations, but the pig raising industry can still continue.
After all, sweet potatoes were gradually introduced into our country after the mid-to-late Ming Dynasty. Before that, our country had a history of raising pigs for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
