After the girl named Chun that Han Cheng had been looking forward to came over, the weather gradually became warmer. He sniffed hard and found that the love-like breath of spring was everywhere.
For today's tribes, the two most important things are spring plowing and autumn harvest. Especially now, after the number of people in the tribe suddenly increased by more than 200, making Han Chengdu feel the pressure of food, spring plowing and autumn harvest
It becomes more important.
So when the ice and snow just melted, the people in the tribe basically gave up some work that was not necessary at the moment. Under the call of Han Da Shenzi, they devoted themselves to the great thing of spring plowing with full enthusiasm.
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Stacks of plows, donkeys and deer were all led by people to the fields in early spring.
Instruments such as shovels and hoe heads were held by people, and they were constantly waving them towards the land to fight.
Moreover, because there were too many hands working, new copper shovels and copper-cast hoe heads were not manufactured, so that the bone shovels and stone hoe heads that had been eliminated for a long time were temporarily pulled out for use.
With the joint efforts of everyone, pieces of land were turned over...
Yuan's expression was dumbfounded. This was the first time she had been dumbfounded after joining the Qingque tribe.
In fact, when the spring plowing started, Yuan felt that there were not many things that would surprise her to such an extent.
Because during this winter in the tribe, she was not idle at all. Following the people in the tribe, she saw many strange things and learned a lot of knowledge.
After experiencing so many things, she felt that her nerves had become very tough, and she could face all kinds of new things in the tribe with a calmer attitude.
However, the idea she had when the ice and snow first started to melt was shattered by the large-scale spring plowing that followed soon after, and she successfully joined the ranks of true fragrances.
In front of her, the third consort of the eldest brother led a fat and strong donkey through the land that had been planted several times.
The senior brother hunched his waist slightly, supported the plow and held a whip, and followed behind.
As the donkey pulled, the bronze plow that slid into the soil easily broke away the soil.
The washed away soil then rises along the curved bronze plowshare.
On the way up, he also turned around, and when he roared when he fell, he was already buckled there sideways.
As the donkey continues to move forward, the plowed soil undulates like a wave of mud, which is very beautiful.
Yuan stood here, looking at the rows of soil that were spread out like waves in the river. He smelled the unique, wet fragrance after the soil was turned over, and his whole body continued to be lost.
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When the ice and snow had just melted, standing on the wall and looking at the almost invisible land around the tribe, Madoka felt a little lost.
Because in her opinion, there is too much reclaimed land around here!
Even if there are many people in the tribe, digging a hole with tree sticks, throwing some seeds into the hole, and stepping on it with their feet, it will still take a lot of time for the people in the tribe to complete it.
But now, the people in the tribe have once again increased her knowledge.
The tribesmen did not use sticks to dig holes as she thought. Instead, they directly let donkeys and deer pull this strange tool that the tribesmen called 'ploughs'.
, turned over all the land used!
No wonder there aren't many plants and trees growing in the lands around the tribe.
It is turned over like this every year, and no trees can grow!
I lost my focus for a while, and when I turned my attention to the donkey pulling the plow forward, my eyes had just gained some focus, and I lost my focus again.
These big animals have been in their tribe for so many years. The people in their tribe only wanted to ride them when hunting, but they never thought that these donkeys could be of such great use.
If my original tribe had developed this use early, there would be more crops that could be grown.
His original tribe will not be short of food, and then the leader will not travel so far for hunting and encounter people from the sheep tribe...
This is the wisdom of the Son of God!
Donkeys have been in my tribe for such a long time. The previous priests have seen donkeys, but they have never thought of using them in the cultivation of crops.
After coming to the tribe, Shenzi saw a donkey for the first time, and he thought of such a good way to use it. The wisdom of Shenzi is really only admirable...
The wizard on the side felt very happy when he saw Yuan's mouth closed in wonder, and no longer looked downcast and pretended to sleep at night.
Instead, he stood upright, with his chest held high, and his head raised high. A feeling of elation and relief arose spontaneously.
And Han Da Shenzi, who was constantly lamented by Yuan and raised the height of his heart again and again, did not participate in the great spring plowing in full swing at this time.
Not too far away from the tribal wall, there is a field bank.
As the weather gets warmer, some green grass buds have emerged from under the dead grass.
At this time, Han Chenggong was lying sideways on the field ridge that was warmed by the sun, with his head resting on the legs of Bai Xuemei who was sitting on the field ridge.
Leather cushions, pillows are soft.
There was no wind today, it was just after noon, and even though it was still a bit cold in early spring, I was still warm under the sunshine.
Han Cheng, who was leaning his head on Bai Xuemei's lap, heard the sound of thunder in his ears.
This was not a bolt from the blue, nor was it spring thunder, but Bai Xue had cut off a head, 'strengthened' it, folded it in half and tied a small knot, and then gave Han Cheng a 'bumpy' ear here.
Bai Xuemei rubbed her fingers and turned her head accordingly.
Along with a rumbling sound, an itchy but extremely comfortable feeling came, and Han Cheng narrowed his eyes in comfort.
Not too far away from them, Little Pea, who was walking more and more steadily, ran like a spinning top. From time to time, he would bend down and clumsily use his fingers to pick up some treasures he found in the field.
The stupid group followed lazily.
The picture was so heartwarming that Han Cheng wanted to freeze time.
Xiao Wandou was a filial child. After picking up the treasure for a while, he came over and put it in Han Cheng's hand.
If what this guy picked up were not dried sheep dung eggs, Han Cheng would definitely be very moved...
