From Chief to Ball

So I can happily count to three, and I am very happy.

Chapter 8 Future Planning and Daylilies

This time, several hundred catties of fish were caught, and the men who arrived used wicker sticks to pierce the fish through their gills and carried them on their backs.

When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Chen Jian looked at the semi-wild wolves in the distance, whistled, and threw a few fish over to see if they would eat the prey.

It's a pity that those wolves were still a little afraid, and waited until everyone entered the cave before rushing over to take the fish away.

The cave is full of fishy smell, but for the clansmen, it is a taste of happiness.

Chen Jian looked at the huge pile of fish, thinking about how to eat them.

The tribe doesn't have salt, which is a big problem, without it there is no way to store it for a long time.

Looking at the sunset and sunset, tomorrow should be a fine weather, but it can be dried into dried fish, but the dried fish without salt must be smelly.

The old grandmother would not be picky about these things, looked at today's harvest with a smile, and used charcoal to create a second mural on the stone wall of the cave - a black and white bear taught the tribe to weave, and then used these things to catch fish .

Chen Jian looked at the murals and smiled.

There is already a fire, and the Suiren family can't be.But if the tribe integrates into the civilization of this area in the future, how can I get a place in the myth.

The rest of the nearby tribes were all relatives a hundred years ago. I don't know if the same tribes who migrated elsewhere have developed a different civilization?

In the cave, women continue to weave simple fiber cloth by the fire, while men use glued feather arrows such as pine tears.

Chen Jian walked up to the old grandmother, wanting to inquire about other nearby tribes.

Every year at the end of spring and early summer, the tribe will go to a high mountain, where several tribes gather to communicate, of course, mainly for the reproduction of each tribe, and sometimes outside tribes will pass by here.

Listen to the old grandmother's story, there are lickable stones and salty soil.

There are a total of about a dozen tribes nearby, all of which have about the same number of people, and a few tribes have fewer people than their own.How much is it, but the old grandmother who still uses knotted ropes to keep track of things can't give an absolute idea.

These tribes are all at a similar stage, and each tribe's range of activities is within tens of kilometers, and it seems that there is no primitive agriculture and livestock breeding.

As for whether there are tribes that have started primitive agriculture thousands of miles away, it is unknown.

Recalling the way of hunting yesterday, Chen Jian drew a simple sketch on the ground with charcoal.

It is tentatively assumed that the rising direction of the sun is east, and there is a small river more than ten meters wide at the foot of the tribe's cave, flowing eastward.

And there is a big river where we hunted yesterday, and it also flows to the southeast.

It is in a temperate zone with four distinct seasons.The plants are mainly broad-leaved forests and trees, and the land is fairly fertile.

The animals I have seen so far include leopards, deer, goats, wild boars, wolves, civet cats, etc. The fish in the water include carp, grass carp, and some small fish whose names cannot be named.

What plants can eat is basically an unknown tuber, and there are also many acorns and wild fruits.The change in the distribution of species made Chen Jian not sure what the staple food would be in the future.Perhaps it was mainly corn as in the previous life, and it is also possible to find the original corn and potatoes.

Even finding it is not easy.Those original staple food plants should still be in a wild state—wheat like foxtail grass, corn with six or seven grains, soybeans as tall as a person and even with silk tendrils...

The environment here is humid, and plants will not use all their nutrients for fruit and reproduction like in some arid areas, and it is difficult to meet the original crops with large and full ears.

"Domestication, fishing and hunting, farming..."

Chen Jian wrote six characters on the ground with charcoal, muttering about these three magic weapons to ensure the survival of the tribe. If you want men to gain a decisive dominant position, private ownership and tribal alliances, and even civilization, you must master these three three things.

In a tribe that worries about what to eat tomorrow, there is no time to think about culture.

Looking at fishing and domestication now, these are the two easiest ways, but farming is the cornerstone of civilization. I don’t want to be the first ancestor in the eyes of a group of tribes wearing salmon skin armor or grazing livestock after thousands of years .

Although it takes some time to cultivate cultivated crops, especially wheat, which is a genetically mutated hexaploid plant with three times more DNA than its ancestors, it will take about a thousand years to appear under natural conditions, plus various chances and coincidences just work.

But this thing can take a shortcut. If it doesn’t work, you can get some colchicine extracted from daylily lily root, soak the seed buds to forcefully mutate into polyploid and then artificially select. You must run into the agricultural era in a short time!

Fortunately, the fishing method and bow and arrow invented by myself can ensure that the tribe does not need to hunt every day, and real fishing nets will appear soon.

After figuring this out, I recalled that I had definitely seen lily plants such as day lilies, and then firmly erased the words domestication and fishing, not for use, but as a supplement to farming.

After finishing the work, I have stored enough food in the past few days. I must find a few days to go down the river, look at the nearby terrain, and find some usable primitive crops by the way. This is a must for future development.

No matter what the geography and species of this world have become, whether it is corn, potatoes, wheat, buckwheat, beans, rice, millet...as long as it can be planted, it will be fine, otherwise it will still be a dead end.

In addition, large livestock such as cattle and horses must also be found.The Central American tribes in the previous life also developed agriculture, but unfortunately the largest domesticated animal is the alpaca, which has remained the same for thousands of years.

And there is salt!Salt!Salt!

The old grandmother said that there is a saline-alkali land where the tribes communicate, and there may be salt ponds nearby.It must be occupied there. Only the tribe that owns the salt pond can become the master of the tribal alliance, and it can also grow within a few years.

The strength of the nearby tribes is similar to that of your own, so you must first annex a few tribes with a smaller population.After the appearance of fishing nets and bows and arrows, the upper limit of the tribe's population can be increased. As for how to annex them, Chen Jian already has several ideas in his mind, but he still needs to observe and observe.

I asked about the time of the tribal exchanges, and the old grandmother said that it would be almost the same time when Xingzi grew up, that is, about half a month away.

While thinking, Yu Qian'er was holding two grilled fish, one for the old grandmother and the other for Chen Jian.

To Chen Jian's surprise, Yuqian'er is very smart, but because he has too little contact with things, his way of thinking is still at the tribal stage.

"Brother, eat fish."

Her face was still covered with dust, but her calves and arms were much cleaner due to catching fish.

Chen Jian took the fish and asked her with a smile if she still remembered the three numbers from last night?

Yu Qian'er nodded happily, and told Chen Jian that there were three chicks in total. He found a piece of charcoal, wrote a three on the ground, and drew a chick crookedly on the back.

The old grandmother came over and looked down, thinking that this method was very good, and she knew what it was when she painted it on a stone, so she drew a fish.

Bird and fish are the first two characters in this tribe. Chen Jian drew another bow and added words such as sun, moon, water, mountain, etc., and called the young people and children in the tribe to come over.

One after another took the trouble to tell them what it was, but fortunately it was pictographic, and they were all common things.

The pronunciation except for the bow and arrow is the original tribal language, which is easy to remember, and the simple strokes outline the text very round, because this is written on the ground with charcoal, not carved on bamboo with a knife, which is impossible. Angular.

Let my younger sister, Yu Qian'er, teach the children how to know numbers. If every child is as smart as Yu Qian'er, they will be able to do it in a month.

As for the numbers after three, he was going to think about it again, and the easiest to understand was the priority.

Four is still four horizontal, five is a bottomless triangle in the shape of a mountain, and the palm is like a mountain; six is ​​similar to the current six, remove the lower two points, the upper point becomes a vertical, and so on to ten draw an X.

The decimal system is inevitable, not because future generations are using it, but because people have ten fingers and are easy to understand.Don't expect concepts like zero now, if you can make all the clansmen count to ten, it will be enough to make you proud.

As for octal or hexadecimal, it is a kind of measurement number, but it is not suitable for children to understand from an early age.

It is like a rope, defined as one meter, so it is obviously difficult to divide it into ten equal parts in this era. At least Chen Jian thought about it for a while and figured out how to divide it into ten equal parts.

It is easier to divide the power of 2 into equal numbers. Bend the rope once and align it to binary, then bend it to four, then bend it to eight, and so on.The weight is the same, the wooden stick and the balance of the sand are halved, and it is not without reason.