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Chapter 748 A new crop (two in one)

In the messy semi-peasant tribe, Han Cheng, as the commander-in-chief of the victor's side, is currently using the victor's privilege to search for loot.

In the room, Han Cheng found the crops stored by the people of this tribe.

He couldn't wait to grab a handful, and the round feel instantly chilled Han Cheng's excited and nervous heart.

Just by the feel of the hand, he could tell that this crop was not the wheat or rice he had in mind, but more like a bean.

Don’t say it’s still soybeans!

If it were really soybean, I would definitely have the urge to hit someone.

Han Cheng thought this in his heart, but he was basically certain that these things were not soybeans. This was not only because the round things felt smaller than the soybeans in his tribe, but also because the soybeans in this room were

The light was not bright, and Han Cheng determined that its color was not yellow.

Grabbing a small handful of unknown beans, Han Cheng quickly walked to the door of this low house in a semi-peasant tribe.

The light brightened, and Han Cheng finally saw the true appearance of this crop.

This is a round thing, gray-brown in color, smaller than a soybean.

But it is certain that this is a type of legume.

Han Cheng stared at the gray beans in his hand and carefully searched his memory. After a while, he actually found some memories related to the beans in front of him.

If nothing else, the beans in my hand are gray peas, which are called feed peas in my hometown.

The reason why it is called feed peas is because this kind of peas are very good for feeding cattle and horses after being ground. They are suitable for fattening cattle and horses and giving them extra food during the busy farming season.

It can be considered a good crop, but because I had too high expectations for this unknown crop before, I will inevitably be disappointed when I learn the truth.

However, Han Cheng's disappointment disappeared after a period of time.

Because no matter what, my tribe has obtained a new crop that can be planted on a large area.

And although the name of this kind of beans is not very pleasant, in addition to being used to feed cattle and horses, people can also eat it.

Put it in a clay pot, cover it with a lid, and simmer it for a while. The peas will turn into dough and taste good.

This way of eating is not the most exciting to Han Cheng. What is most exciting to Han Cheng is the pea powder obtained by soaking the peas in water and then grinding them with a small flower mill.

This thing can be used to make jelly, a great tool for relieving the heat!

Use a scraper to scrape the jelly into strips, add balsamic vinegar, sesame paste, chili oil, and salt, then throw in a pinch of coriander, and stir it with chopsticks. Just thinking about it will make Han Cheng drool over the bowl.

The cold jelly is already out of the oven.

In the era without ice, this food was a delicious way to cool down in summer.

Not only jelly, pea flour can also be used to make vermicelli.

In later generations, not only sweet potatoes, but also high-starch crops such as potatoes will be used to make vermicelli, and even corn can also be made into vermicelli.

Naturally, peas with high flour content can also be used to make vermicelli.

However, because the yield is far lower than sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn, which are the main crops in the world, the cost of making vermicelli is quite high, so it is basically rare to encounter pea vermicelli.

Once the peas are converted into vermicelli, there are immediately more ways to eat them.

Chop fried tofu and eggs that are golden on both sides, and mix with chopped vermicelli and chives. It is excellent whether used to make dumplings, steamed buns, or fried buns.

And that famous dish of pork stewed vermicelli in a pot...

When the ways to eat peas came to mind one by one, Han Cheng's mood immediately became wonderful. When he looked at the gray beans in his hand, his feeling suddenly became different.

stand up.

"Transport all these back to the tribe, not a single penny will be left!"

Han Cheng, who was irritated by the vermicelli and jelly, swallowed hard and roared with great pride.

After more than 300 additional invaders, the semi-agricultural tribe that had just experienced a war not only did not become depressed, but also became more lively.

Many people from the Sheep tribe were tied up and piled in the courtyard, watching these brutal invaders coming in and out of their tribe's houses.

Most of these people were pale and trembling, some of them were frightened, and some of them were cold and hungry.

After all, since the beginning of winter, they have been adopting strategies to save food under the call of the wise priestess.

Before I had time to eat this morning, something like this happened first. After a desperate run, I was already starving.

In the courtyard, the aroma of food wafts. This is where people from the Qingque Alliance are cooking food in large vats.

Not far away, someone was dragging the corpses of semi-peasant tribesmen who died in the battle outside, and they were piled up in a twisted pile.

While the corpses were being cleaned, someone was cooking. No one among the nervous people thought it was inappropriate.

These primitive women from a semi-peasant tribe holding their children were all horrified, because under the command of the leading demon, they and their children were all pulled up and pushed towards the house.

Being pulled out of the group, they could not help but look back in fear and helplessness, wanting to seek help from their tribesmen.

However, the only people who met him were the tribesmen who had their hands and feet bound, looking at them with the same fear and helplessness.

These primitive women from a semi-agricultural tribe were so frightened that they became suspicious when they came to the room with a fire.

Because these people who were extremely cruel not long ago did not kill them or their children. Instead, they untied their hands that were tied in front.

Seeing the hungry and crying children, they didn't care too much and quickly took out their children's rice bowls to feed them...

The female priest of the semi-peasant tribe, whose whole body ached, was in a state of despair. Her tribe was in ruins.

The leader is dead, and none of the others ran out...

Although she was in such a sluggish state, she still became excited when she saw these evil people starting to drag people from her tribe holding children into the house.

Because she learned from previous sacrifices that some tribes would kill the babies of tribes they attacked, and even worse, they would be eaten directly!

The ferocious tribe in front of her...the female priest of the semi-peasant tribe did not dare to think about it any further.

She, and the rest of the semi-peasant tribe who saw this scene, became extremely frightened, and their fear was tinged with a deeper level of resentment.

After this mood lasted for a while, it suddenly stopped.

Because the demon who seemed to be the leader of these demons was serving steaming food with his own hands and letting people carry bowls of them into the room.

And this room was exactly the room where women and their babies from their own tribe were imprisoned not long ago.

What are they doing?

He didn't look like he was going to kill someone.

If they were to kill people, it would be impossible to bring them something as precious as food, especially since it was winter and food was even more precious.

These people in my own tribe really need to eat more food, because if they don’t eat well, they don’t have much water.

The female priest of the semi-agricultural tribe thought this in her heart, and then she became even more weird and puzzled.

Because she found that she couldn't understand what that person meant by doing this.

Just like before, I didn't expect that this person would be so despicable and shameless as to arrange people there.

Ever since she met this tribe, the wisdom she was proud of always seemed inadequate.

My whole body often feels like being pressed to the ground and being rubbed.

She didn't know Han Cheng's intention, but Han Cheng understood it himself.

On the one hand, it is because I don’t want these babies to die of cold and starvation in such weather.

Compared to adults in semi-agricultural tribes, they are the most innocent.

It may seem a bit bitchy to have such feelings at this time, but the feeling in Han Cheng's heart actually exists.

However, although he would feel some precious guilt for the deaths and injuries caused under his leadership, if Han Cheng was asked to choose again, Han Cheng would still do so without hesitation.

There is no way. In the world of adults, there is no such thing as easy. This is especially true for an adult who leads the tribe to develop.

On the other hand, it is to use such behavior to appease these people and slowly win their hearts and minds.

Having just caused a massacre here, Han Cheng naturally wouldn't want to make them feel grateful to him right away. That would be unrealistic.

But if you do this, it will indeed have some uses.

If they do more similar things, their feelings about their tribe will slowly change.

Although these people will be used as slaves soon, Han Cheng still tries his best to turn them into slaves who have no complaints against the tribe, just like the people of the Tengshe tribe.

Han Cheng's move was still very effective.

The captives of the semi-peasant tribe who were in panic all day long saw something like this again. Although they didn't understand what was going on, one thing was clear, that is, these cruel people would not kill them for the time being...



When these cruel people had eaten the food and bowls of hot soup unexpectedly appeared in front of them, these suspicious people felt more at ease.

The female priest of a semi-peasant tribe felt confused, partly because of the cold and hunger, and partly because these people always behaved beyond her expectations.

But her mind was confused. After the rope on her hands was untied, under the guard of those demon-wielding men, she ate the food without any hesitation, because she wanted to live, she wanted to

See what these people want to do, she wants to see the secret of why this tribe is so powerful...

While the female priest of the semi-agricultural tribe was eating food quickly, Han Cheng, who was sitting in the house, was looking at this primitive man who looked a bit old.

Through the rescued sheep tribe slaves, he learned the identity of this primitive woman.

The identity of this primitive woman is a perfect match for a witch.

This was the thought that appeared in Han Cheng's mind after understanding the identity of this primitive woman in a semi-agricultural tribe.

Wu is old and living alone without a kang heater, which looks quite miserable.

This primitive woman seemed to be inferior to the little witch, so he sent her to the witch's quilt to warm the bed. Although it was not like a pear blossom weighing down a begonia, it was still affordable for an old cow to eat young grass.

Moreover, because this woman has a special status in a semi-agricultural tribe, she is basically not in debt for food, so she has a lot of meat on her body.

Judging from the aesthetics of the witch who has found a wife for himself several times before, she should be able to fall under the witch's discernment...

The more Han Cheng thought about it, the more he felt that this thing was feasible. After all, the most beautiful thing is the red sunset.

"Do you think that girl is beautiful?"

Han Cheng pointed to the female priest of the semi-agricultural tribe who was devouring food and asked the senior brother standing aside.

After hearing this, the senior brother looked at it seriously for a while, nodded and said: "Beautiful."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly looked at Han Cheng with a strange expression.

This look made Han Cheng feel cold all over and he couldn't help but shiver.

Han Cheng, who had a black line on his forehead, quickly waved his hand to clarify this frightening misunderstanding: "It's for the witch, it's for the witch..."

Senior Brother, who understood what Han Cheng meant, thought seriously for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he nodded...

"Ah sneeze~!"

At the gate of the Qingque Tribe, the shaman, who was wearing a very domineering tiger skin suit and looking towards the east of the tribe, suddenly sneezed so hard that all the snot bubbles came out of his nose.

The shaman who wiped his nose did not dare to stay here any longer, because the Son of God had told him that people tend to sneeze easily after catching a cold.

Wu didn't want to die at all now. He couldn't get enough of the intoxicating scenery as he watched the tribe pass day by day.

So after returning to the house, he quickly poured himself a cup of steaming tea, held it in his hands and sat on the hot kang, drinking it till he broke out in a sweat before he gave up.

I don’t know whether Shenzi and the others have reached that tribe now, whether they have attacked that tribe, or whether they have been injured...

Han Cheng and others, who were talked about by the witch, are now packing their things and preparing to return to the tribe.

The semi-peasant tribe has a large number of people. Apart from the forty-three people who died in battle with the leader of the semi-peasant tribe and who were killed on the way to escape, including adults and children, there are still two hundred and twenty-three people left.

people!

This number of people is almost five times the tribe's population when Han Chengcai arrived at the Qingque tribe!

There are 131 adults among these people, including 36 male adults and 95 female adults.

There are ninety-two minors.

In addition to the five submissives from the Sheep Tribe and the four people from the Sheep Tribe who have never surrendered, the total population this time is 232 people!

As for the Qingque Alliance Army, they only lost one person.

This dead man was a member of the Sheep Tribe of the Qingque Tribe.

While killing people from a semi-agricultural tribe at the east side entrance, he was knocked down and then trampled to death alive...


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