From Chief to Ball

There is no need to explain anything about combing hair. The tribe already has a basic aesthetic concept, as evidenced by the various bone pendants hanging around their necks.

Soon, braided braided horns became the most primitive hairstyle of the tribe, and finally some women learned to look at their own reflections on the water.

The grease soap has been boiled and used up completely, and there is still a lot of alkali in the plant ash, and it needs to be stirred continuously for three to four hours once it is boiled.

After combing his hair, Chen Jian felt that he had a sense of a civilized society, and he couldn't blame the masters of later generations for having such a big feeling for the left lapel.

People gathered on the shore, waiting for their hair to dry. The appearance of Chen Jian subtly changed the clansmen. Usually, at this time, the men had already gone hunting, but now even if they couldn't catch prey, they could still fish.

When the crowd gathered, Chen Jian walked up to the crowd and signaled that he had something to discuss.

For any major event, the consent of the tribe must be obtained, and this primitive custom will continue for a long time.

Rights have always come from obligations. When you need to rely on your tribe to survive, the tribe naturally has the right to agree and veto.

In the memory of the previous life, until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this habit still existed. In "Zuo Zhuan", there are few or eight things about Chinese people interfering in state affairs. Even if you are a king, you will end up fleeing in a hurry without the people's consent.

In essence, this is just a matter of suppression costs and obligations and rights.

After a long period of feudal society, the vast majority of people at the bottom of society have only obligations.And if you want to regain political rights, you have to wait until the industrial age - the popularity of guns has led to an increase in the cost of repression, plus the need for people at the bottom to fill the trenches - so those who were not "human" have also become human. .

All survival today depends on the tribe, and even the old grandmother has only the right to make suggestions but not the right to make decisions. Only when the food is abundant enough to support the surplus without joint labor can the concept of rule be supported.

People are used to tribal discussions, chatting and laughing there in a mess, while the underage children learn to count with Yu Qianer, and look at the lumps of maple syrup in the bowl.

Chen Jian shouted: "I want to change things today. Hunting doesn't require so many people, so it only needs eight people to go."

A few people who still don't quite understand what eight is, asked the people next to them, and someone gave an explanation with their fingers.

The hunting these past few days was really easy, especially after Wolfpi thought of adding animal teeth and bone spurs to the feather arrows. I fired some pottery arrows yesterday, and the effect should be better.

Everyone agreed without objection.

"What do the rest of you do?"

"Let men and women gather together, and dig up roots with bone plows. Fishing is the same, men and women together."

The women also agree that they usually use stones to dig out tubers bit by bit, but now fern roots can also be eaten, and it is much faster for men to use bones.

In the past, collecting required patience, collecting little by little, and most men did not have this patience.Now that we know that fern roots are edible, we don't need to search everywhere for digging, and men can better use their strength advantages.

Several people looked at the pottery wheel in the distance and asked, "There are not enough bowls. Two of them were broken yesterday. Who will burn the pottery bowls?"

Chen Jian motioned everyone to go and have a look with him, and people gathered around the potter's wheel, their eyes full of curiosity, they couldn't figure out how this thing could make pottery, and many people couldn't wait.

A person rotates on the driving wheel, and the rope drives the pottery wheel to rotate. Chen Jian puts a piece of mixed mud on the pottery wheel, which speeds up the person shaking the pottery wheel.

The mud rotates with the potter's wheel, and the hands are placed on the clay, occasionally dipping a little water in the pot with the hands.

The rapidly rotating mud was lightly touched by a finger, and the top opened immediately, and the wall became thinner and thinner. When the hand was retracted, it became a narrow jar with the top.

The clansman's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe it. The curvature of this jar was almost perfect. For the clansman with primitive aesthetics, symmetry and uniformity are beauty, which is much better than making it by hand!

Chen Jian was pinching the pottery, but somehow he thought of the classic scene in The Love of Ghosts, but unfortunately there was no beautiful girl pinching the pottery...

He was woken up by the constant exclamation of drinking and drinking. Chen Jian looked up, and all the clansmen were stunned there.

An elegantly curved pottery pot was presented in front of everyone. It was definitely not something that could be squeezed out with both hands, and the speed was much faster.

This time, they were not as trembling as when the bows and arrows first appeared, not daring to touch them.On the contrary, the clansmen are eager to try it, and really want to try it themselves.

"Then let's all come and see who can learn quickly, and whoever can pinch."

"it is good."

People agree with this statement. After all, everything belongs to everyone. Of course, we must choose the best one.

Chen Jian grabbed a handful of grass, wiped his hands, stood behind the first person who came up, wrapped his arms around his arms, and told him what to do.

Pottery requires a bit of talent, and the uncle who rushed up first obviously didn't have this talent.

He is good at hunting, but his hands are as hard as rocks, and the pottery bowls he kneaded are not as good as those made by hand, it is simply unsightly.

There was a burst of laughter from below, and the uncle hid helplessly, but still took away the strange thing he pinched, which could hardly be called a bowl, and decided to burn it.

After trying several people in a row, either the hands were too hard, or they didn't dare to do it, and the laughter continued.

It wasn't until the wolf fur was squeezed that the clansman's laughter changed. He held his hand too far down, so that he squeezed out a "mushroom" with a small bottom and a big top.

The people below did not laugh, but were a little solemn. Chen Jian thought it would be embarrassing, but he couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw this scene.

Reproduction and survival are the most basic needs of human beings, and they are also the guarantee for human beings to conquer nature in the wild age.There was a general reproductive cult in this era, especially some pottery statues of women, many with exaggerated breasts and buttocks.The former implies breastfeeding, while the latter is the human fear of dystocia.

People are getting smarter, and babies' heads are getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, people don't have horns.

This unintentional work has been preserved and will be fired at night as a kind of spiritual sustenance, similar to the shrines of later generations.

After the small episode, it turned around half a circle, and finally a cousin named Acorn did not do well.

Although it wasn't very good, Chen Jian found that the opponent was very savvy, and he could take the initiative to use his hands to increase force in places with thick mud tires. The only difference was proficiency.

The eyes of the clansmen are also discerning. After cousin Acorn finished pinching, the clansmen shouted his name one after another. There was a strange light on Acorn's face, and they were very happy that the clansmen could leave this matter to themselves.

The two clansmen with wounded legs were left to turn the potter's wheel, replacing each other for rest, and everyone agreed.The two of them are also very happy. They are no longer useless people, but they can contribute to the ethnic group.

Cousin Acorn tried it a few times, and gradually became more proficient in his technique. The pottery he kneaded became more and more smooth, and the speed was faster and more perfect than the kneading by hands of all the clansmen a few days ago.

Some people in the tribe are envious, some are happy, and maybe there are other emotions, so I don't know.

The division of labor in society is inevitable. In the past, it was based on gender and age, but now it is divided according to their own strengths. It is finally a trivial matter, and there is no big objection from the crowd. The power of inertia is terrifying.

After talking about the two things, Chen Jian is ready to talk about the most important third thing.

"I'm going to take some people to look far away, and leave some people at home, and I will come back when the moon is full."

He shouted loudly, and the chaotic crowd suddenly became more chaotic, unable to understand what Chen Jian meant.

"I'm going to find more food."

"But... the tribe has never been separated!"

"Yeah, what should I do if I encounter a beast?"

"Except for migration, there should be no separation."

Of course there are objections, and this is inevitable. Even though Chen Jian used bows and arrows and pottery to pave the way, this kind of proposal that violates common sense is still opposed by everyone. This is a habit of living together to conquer nature, and it is difficult for the tribe to imagine being separated Life.

More is the fear of the unknown, this fear has always remained in the hearts of human beings, and nostalgia is just because of the unknown of the future, and change will inevitably bring unknown.