The appearance of Han Cheng and his group at this time can only be described as horrific.
Except for the few primitive women who followed in the tribe, the rest of the team were all unshaven, and the same was true for Han Cheng, who was already the father of two children.
Moreover, everyone had lost weight, and the clothes they were wearing were already a little too big when they left.
Keeping your mouth shut and stretching your legs is indeed the best way to lose weight.
I really can't keep my mouth shut, so it's nice to be able to move my legs.
Just like Han Cheng and his colleagues, Han Cheng tried his best to increase nutrition for everyone in the tribe on the way, but after such hard work, everyone was still extremely thin.
If the clothes everyone wore were not made of leather and were covered with strong rattan armor, I am afraid that after this action, everyone's clothes would be in pieces.
"Let's go! Let's go down!"
After standing here and resting for a while, Han Cheng greeted everyone, then picked up his backpack, fastened the upper and lower straps tightly, and began to walk down.
After hearing Han Cheng's greeting, the others all stood up, put on their backpacks, picked up their weapons, and followed Han Cheng down.
Two people carrying vine shields rushed in front of Han Cheng and protected Han Cheng with vine shields.
Protecting the safety of the Son of God at all times is a principle that they all follow.
Not to mention that Wu, Senior Brother and others made an explanation when we set off. Even if there was no explanation, they would do so spontaneously.
As long as they are here, nothing can harm their Son of God!
Traveling for many days, finally seeing a place with a wide field of vision, everyone couldn't help but feel excited. It was not as ecstatic as walking in the desert for many days and finally seeing an oasis, but there was still a lot of joy.
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Regardless of whether this is the south mentioned by the Son of God, the broad view alone is enough to make everyone happy.
The crowd walked all the way down the hill. After walking for a while, they completely walked away from the hill.
When their feet stepped on the seemingly flat ground, everyone, including Han Cheng, couldn't help feeling excited.
"Let's go! Go over there. Let's have a good rest when we get there."
Han Cheng pointed diagonally forward and said to everyone.
While standing on the hill, he had already taken advantage of the situation to look at the terrain carefully and knew that there was a small river there.
In this era, where there is water, there are fish. Of course, the water here refers to the water that exists on the surface of the earth in nature, excluding tears, sweat, saliva and other artificial water needs.
Come to the water source early, throw the fish cage you carry with you into the water, and part of your food will be guaranteed.
And they can also use earthen pots and other things to boil some hot water, let part of it cool for drinking, and use the other part for washing and soaking feet.
Along the way, under Han Cheng's insistence, soaking feet in hot water has become an indispensable procedure. This practice can effectively alleviate the fatigue on the feet and allow people in the team to have longer
Battery life.
Han Cheng has decided that no matter whether this is the south or not, he will take his people here to have a good rest.
The previous trek over mountains and ridges was really exhausting. If we didn't take a good rest, Han Cheng felt that some people's bodies would be overwhelmed and they would even fall behind.
Of course, the most important thing was that he couldn't stand it anymore. Compared with the real primitive people like his second senior brother, he, a half-baked primitive who had become a monk on the way, was not physically savage enough.
Everyone began to walk in the direction pointed by Han Cheng. When walking, as before, there would be at least two people holding large shields blocking Han Cheng's side at all times.
Further ahead, there will be four people holding long swords, beating the grass with their long swords to scare away the snakes.
During the march, someone would use a gong mallet to hit the gong a few times.
Through these sounds, we can tell the beasts that may be around that the Son of God of the Qingque Tribe has begun to patrol. All beasts should pay attention to avoid it and don't bump into it without opening your eyes. It seems that the king has asked me to patrol the mountain.
Junior Brother Sha and several other people in the team who were good at using bows and arrows were always ready with bows and arrows in their hands.
If you encounter large beasts such as tigers that are alarmed, they will generally be allowed to leave as long as the other party does not take the initiative to provoke them. As for the small beasts that are alarmed, they will basically send an arrow or a few arrows.
In this way, you can hunt with a bow while walking, and you can often get a lot of prey. If you are lucky, you may not be able to finish all the prey in a day.
Walking like this, knocking and knocking all the way, when we came from the hillside to the river about two miles away, we were hunted by Junior Brother Sha and others some small beasts.
The creek is not too wide, about three meters wide. After arriving here and choosing a resting place, everyone with rich experience in setting up camps began to take action.
First, use your feet to knock down a patch of weeds. Use a sickle to cut off some of the weeds that are difficult to knock down with your feet.
Then nail a circle of wooden stakes around it, and wrap ropes around the wooden stakes to create a simple protective measure.
During this process, some people will lower the fish cages they carry with them into the water, and others will use shovels and other tools to dig holes in the selected campsites to clear out a small fire zone for making fires for cooking.
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As for Han Cheng, the Son of God, Zechao, accompanied by several people, looked around, trying to find some plants that he knew only grew in the south.
After searching for a while, he returned disappointed again. The plants that he knew were only found in the south did not appear.
This somewhat made Han Cheng wonder whether some of the plants he knew about had not yet appeared in this world.
If that wasn't the case, why hadn't I seen anything all this way?
Or is it that the place where your tribe was originally located was too far north?
Returning to the temporary camp with the usual disappointment, a fire had been lit here, and even the water had boiled in two clay pots.
Some food cooked in another clay pot has begun to emit some fragrance, and several chicken wings that have been grilled on thin sticks have been roasted.
"Son of God."
The second senior brother who was squatting there and grilling meat saw Han Cheng coming back and handed the roasted chicken wings to Han Cheng with a smile.
Chicken wings have nothing but skin and bones, and there is no meat at all. The whole tribe only likes to eat chicken wings, while the rest of the tribe is more interested in chicken legs and breasts that have a lot of meat.
Han Cheng smiled and nodded to the second senior brother, took the roasted chicken wings from the second senior brother's hand, bit off a little and ate slowly.
I have to say that the best thing for a foodie to serve is food.
Just like the current second senior brother.
After specializing in barbecue for a long time and starting to strive for excellence under the influence of Han Cheng, the food baked by the second senior brother is getting better and better.
For example, the grilled chicken wings Han Cheng is holding in his hand would be perfect if sprinkled with some cumin and chili powder.
When the chicken wings carefully grilled by Brother No. 12 came into his mouth, Han Cheng's mood, which was relatively depressed because he didn't find those plants, suddenly improved a lot.
Sure enough, food is a very magical thing and has a strong healing ability for many bad emotions.
For the time being, Han Cheng stopped thinking about things like the south and plants, and began to concentrate on the food in his hands.
While eating, watching the second senior brother grilling meat there is also a very good enjoyment, the kind that can make people forget their worries.
In this state of mind, half a roasted chicken wing was eaten quietly.
Han Cheng, who was happily munching on a chicken wing, his lips and corners of his mouth were shiny, suddenly stopped what he was doing, and his eyes fell on sitting on a stone, where he was grilling meat in a very professional way.
At the feet of the second senior brother.
At the feet of the second senior brother, there is some relatively moist soil. This is some soil dug out when a simple fire pit was dug not long ago.
It has even been stepped on by the second senior brother.
Han Cheng had already seen the excavated soil, but he never paid attention to it and automatically ignored it.
But now, he couldn't move his eyes away.
After squatting there with a chicken wing in his mouth and staring blankly for a while, Han Cheng stood up and rushed to the second senior brother's side in a few steps. He knelt down and looked at the turned-up soil up close.
While watching, I ate the chicken wings faster.
In a short time, he had gnawed away the remaining meat in a hurry and threw it to a dog who couldn't wait any longer. Han Chenggong couldn't wait to reach out and grab some soil from the ground, and put it carefully in his hand.
After looking closely for a while, an excited look appeared on his face.
"Come a few people and join me!"
Han Cheng threw away the soil in his hand, picked up a copper shovel not far away, and said to the people around him who noticed his somewhat abnormal behavior.
Everyone has been following Han Cheng for a long time, and they all know a lot about the Son of God. Looking at their expressions, they know that they have most likely discovered something good.
Many people immediately put down their work, stood up with weapons in hand, and prepared to follow Han Cheng.
"It's okay, we don't need so many people. Just a few of you will follow me, and the rest will continue to do their work."
Han Cheng named a few people and asked them to hold weapons and act with him, and let the others continue to do their work.
The few people who were named immediately felt as if they had accepted a sacred mission. They guarded Han Cheng tightly with weapons, and with serious faces, they were ready to follow the Son of God to witness the miracle...
However, they had stopped not long after they walked out of the temporary camp. They used the copper shovel in their hands to clear away some weeds on the ground, then stepped on the side of the shovel with their feet, and stepped on the shovel.
About half of the soil was inside, and I pried it up with my hands.
The shoveled piece of soil was pulled over by Han Cheng, and the moist soil was exposed to the air.
Just as Han Cheng expected, the soil was still purple!
"Go, go further."
Han Cheng, whose health instantly became full, suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to the people following him.
Then after walking forward for about a hundred or two hundred meters, I stopped and started digging again. The soil was still purple...
"Hahaha……"
About two miles away from the temporary camp, Han Cheng looked at the purple soil that he had turned over, his face getting more and more joyful, and he finally couldn't help laughing.
The people who followed Han Cheng looked confused when they looked at the dirt that Han Cheng had pinned to the ground.
This time, although they followed the Son of God throughout the whole process and did not miss any step, they still did not discover what good thing the Son of God had discovered.
If it were some plants or something like that, they would be able to understand it, but now what the Son of God dug out was just some soil.
They looked at the soil carefully, over and over again, and saw no difference except that the color was purple.
Could it be that this kind of purple soil has some very special function and can be used to make pottery just like the clay in the tribe?
Some people with more active thinking have begun to associate it with making pottery, baking bricks, etc.
There were also some people who didn't think of anything at all. Instead, they started grinning and giggling along with their son of God.
No matter what its function is, if it can make the Son of God so happy, it must be a good thing that is useful to his tribe. If he has a good thing, of course he will be happy and laugh with the Son of God. There is nothing wrong with it.
Of course Han Cheng was happy. He was happy not because of what the purple soil could do, but because he remembered the great significance that the purple soil represented.
The red soil in the Lingnan region, the loess widely distributed in the Central Plains and Guanzhong regions, the fertile black soil in the Northeast, and the purple soil mostly concentrated in the Sichuan Basin were all knowledge learned in the geography class that year.
Now, a large amount of purple soil appeared where he and others were. How could this not make Han Cheng excited?
Although purple soil is concentrated in the Sichuan Basin and is also distributed in other places, one thing Han Cheng is sure of is that the vast majority of purple soil is distributed in the south and rarely exists in the north.
I and others set out from the tribe and headed south for many days, and now they encountered purple soil, which meant that the place where I and others were now, even if it was not the Sichuan Basin, was still in the south.
However, Han Cheng felt that the place he and others were currently in was most likely the Sichuan Basin, because their tribe had some very cute giant pandas.
These giant pandas are members of the Bear Tribe and were brought from the bamboo forest not very far from where they live.
According to Han Cheng's understanding, in ancient times, the giant panda, a national favorite of later generations, was not only found in the Land of Abundance, but also around the Sichuan Basin, such as in the Qinling Mountains.
Since there are giant pandas where my tribe used to be, it means that the place where my tribe used to be is not particularly far from the Sichuan Basin.
Now that I and others have gone all the way south, crossed many mountains, and arrived at such a place with an extremely wide view, and also discovered purple soil, then the place where I and others are now is most likely to be surrounded by
The Sichuan Basin is known as the Land of Abundance.
If the place where I and others are now is the Sichuan Basin, then the location of my tribe should be the Guanzhong area, the hometown of Qin Dynasty.
After roughly knowing the location of himself and the tribe, Han Cheng suddenly felt like he had cleared away the fog and felt enlightened.
Various topography and landforms have been slowly evolving. Judging from the era I live in now, many things in my era must be different from those of later generations.
For example, the Himalayas must not be as high as those of later generations.
But there are also many things that have been finalized, and even if they change, it won't be too big.
Therefore, Han Cheng felt that his positioning should be correct.
Of course, it doesn't matter even if the positioning is wrong. If you say this is the Sichuan Basin and the location of your tribe is Guanzhong, then it must be like this.
Just like the centimeters and pounds he estimated to have produced, they would definitely not be in line with the standards of future generations, but what does that matter?
It can also provide a standard for its own tribe. As long as this standard does not cause confusion, it is correct for its own tribe.
In this time that can be called barbaric, there are many times when you can really do whatever you want when faced with many things.
Especially when setting standards for various weights and measures, and naming many things.
"This is the south we're looking for! We've found a place to protect ourselves from the cold!"
After being silly and happy for a while, Han Cheng looked at everyone and said with a smile, announcing to everyone this news that was very happy for them.
After hearing what Han Cheng said, everyone who came with him couldn't help but cheer loudly.
In order to find a safer place for the tribe to avoid the increasingly severe cold, they followed their son of God away from the tribe, walking and traveling in unfamiliar places for a long time, and suffered a lot of hardships along the way.
Now, Shenzi told them that he and others finally came to the south and found the place they were looking for. How could this not make them happy?
The Sichuan Basin, strictly speaking, does belong to the south, whether it is the southeast or the southwest, with the south, it is the south.
The dividing line between the north and the south, the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River, which was well known to Han Cheng in later generations, is just north of the Sichuan Basin.
Even if the current climate is different from that of later generations, this dividing line still has strong reference significance.
In addition to these, there are many high mountains and ridges to the north of where I and others are now, which can effectively block the cold air from going south.
So even if he has never spent winter here, Han Cheng is basically certain that he can cope with the cold weather here.
Han Cheng and others, after cheering for a while, began to rush to the temporary camp.
Instead of returning the same way, he made a semicircle. On the way back, Han Cheng also excavated some places, and what he saw was still purple soil, which made him more confident about his previous guess.
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After returning to the camp, Han Cheng told everyone in the temporary camp about this. After everyone heard about it, everyone couldn't help but beam with joy, and were very happy that they had finally found such a good place for the tribe.
"Son of God, why do you know this is the south when you see purple soil?"
Not all people will follow Shale without asking for any explanation. For example, Shitou, who is following me at this moment, has asked such a question.
After being asked this question by him, some people realized the problem and looked at Han Cheng.
At this moment, Han Cheng had already washed his hands again, took the chicken wings that had been reheated by his second senior brother, and ate them slowly. They were much more delicious than before.
"This is because this kind of purple soil basically only exists in the south, and we have traveled south for so long..."
Han Cheng slowly chewed the chicken wings in his hand while conducting popular science on Shitou and others.
Nowadays, when it comes to questions raised by people in the tribe, Han Cheng always adheres to the principle of explaining them as clearly as possible. This will help the tribe develop better.
As for why he knows so much, the people in the tribe will not have any doubts about this, because he still has the aura of invincibility as a son of God.
As a son of God, you naturally have to be well-informed, this is a matter of course.
After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, many people nodded in understanding, understanding what was going on and feeling like they had gained more knowledge.
Because they finally arrived at the south they were looking for, the people in the tribe were very happy, and their hearts suddenly dropped into their stomachs, so they lived a very leisurely life for the next period of time.
Everyone had a good meal here using the food they could get, and boiled enough hot water to soak their feet.
Some people even go to places farther downstream to bathe in the river water.
There are also many people who, after sharpening the copper knives they carry with them on a fine grindstone, shave their faces against the water.
There are also some people who are helping each other clean the hair that looks too long on their heads.
The women used combs made of sheep's horns to comb their washed and disheveled hair.
Because of the arrival of Han Cheng and his party, the place that originally seemed deserted suddenly became alive.
After these things were taken care of, it would still take a while for it to get dark, but many people were already sleeping in the tents that had been set up.
This continuous journey over mountains and ridges has made them all very tired. Now that what they have always wanted to do has come to fruition, it is of course time for them to take a good rest.
Han Cheng lay in the tent, and after thinking about what he might encounter next, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
