From Chief to Ball

Every time I lift my feet, I get closer to my loved ones, and the basket on my shoulders seems to be a lot lighter.Before leaving, Yu Qian'er gave him some pottery lambs, because Yu Qian'er heard that Hua also had several younger sisters, these were made by herself, they belonged to her, and she could give them to others freely.

Hua fantasized about his younger sister's happy expression when she saw these playthings, and he smiled.

"The younger sisters will definitely rush to play with this little Tao Yang, but when the apricots turn yellow again, we can live a life like that. I will pinch a few for the younger sisters and make a bigger one. By the way, wait for the grass When the seeds are ripe, go to change to a bone flute, and you have to play it nicely..."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help shouting towards the distant mountain, where my relatives lived in the cave.

The clansmen around them also uttered the same cry. They knew they were still far away and couldn't see them, but they wanted their relatives to know that they were back sooner.

The continuous shouts came together, like the roar of the grass river when it flooded, scaring away the birds, but did not get a response from the tribe.

"Maybe you are picking green peaches?"

As he thought so, he turned over the last hillside, but he didn't see any trace of his clansmen. Instead, a few wolves watched them from afar.

Hua's heart skipped a beat, she threw down her back basket, picked up a stone ax and rushed down with the clansmen beside her.

The wolves cowered and fled far away. A foul smell came from the cave. Birch smelled this smell and sat down on the ground, unable to stand up again.

After a long time, he called out to those wailing clansmen, took a stone axe, and walked into the cave where he originally lived.

Countless flies flew up with a buzzing sound, and Hua almost tripped over something.He took a deep breath and lowered his head. His sister was at his feet, with both hands in a crawling posture. His back and stomach had been torn apart. There was a huge wound on his head, which was not from a beast. Biting, but the smashing of stone tools.

White dense maggots crawled on the body, and a bloodstain stretched behind the little girl. The exposed body had been eroded, a layer of gray mold had grown, and the skin was sunken.

With trembling hands, Hua supported the stone wall next to her, shaking her body and looking at everything in the cave.

The place where he was born and grew up was never the same again.

Next to the broken clay pot was the corpse of an old man in the clan, next to his younger brother, and there was a charred tuber in the fire...

The blood soaked into the stone, leaving traces of the fight. A broken arrow without feathers fell on the ground, with animal bone arrowheads on it. This was not from the tribe, because the tribe's arrows had feathers on them.

Most of the corpses in the cave were old people and children, and everything I was looking forward to has now come to naught.Several blood-stained footprints stretched out, and all the utensils in the hole were gone, even the broken clay pot, most of the fragments were taken away.

There are several broken stone axes on the ground, and the method of binding is not the tribe's method. There are black blood stains on the stone axes.

Frantically, he picked up the broken stone ax and rushed outside, raised the stone and smashed it down fiercely, smashing it to pieces, until he lost his strength, lying on the ground crying loudly.

The remaining clansmen climbed to the tall trees, howling loudly into the distance, calling frantically the names of those clansmen who were not corpses, over and over again, until it was dark, the voices became hoarse, and the branches broken.

The cries of seven or eight people echoed in the valley, turning those familiar names into sounds, floating in every place where they had picked apricots and dug fern roots, but there was no response at all...

Chapter 42 Unison

The village more than a hundred miles away was still peaceful, and Chen Jian had no idea what had happened to Hua and his people.

He is still immersed in the dream of tricking people into farming after the autumn harvest tomorrow.

After next year's summer harvest, the people of those tribes will be fooled, and they will be taught to reclaim the land, divide and marry, and become relatives within three to five years.

With a radius of two hundred miles and nearly [-] square kilometers, plus the land on the south bank of the Caohe River and the seeds harvested next year, it should be able to support a small city of a thousand people.

The Chinese civilization in the previous life spread first, and then spread like stars, forming hundreds of thousands of small square kingdoms, and finally merged into one.It started from the ancestors, migrated and expanded, and finally returned to one, otherwise there would be no legends of Yao and Shun, and there would be no stories of eight hundred princes defeating Zhou.

With the current communication capabilities, the range that a Fangguo can control is within a hundred miles.

According to the plan, as long as the nearby tribes are tied to chariots, planted quietly for a few years, plundered slaves, quickly develop bronzes, and form Fangguo, basically within 30 years, a country that is unlikely to be annihilated in the long river of history will be formed. of the ethnic group.

It's just that this seemingly perfect plan is just a plan in the end, without considering external threats, and even a severe drought in a certain year is enough to bring the tribe back to its original shape and disperse to live again.

In the relics of Chinese civilization in the previous life, this kind of situation is not uncommon.The Hongshan cultural site, which once gave birth to an outstanding civilization, has sacrifices but no soldiers, a developed jade culture, settled agriculture, worshiped goddesses, copper smelting crucibles, connected pottery kilns, and even jade dragons have appeared. There are no war weapons in the burial objects. It can be said that it is simply a country of peach blossoms.

However, the site of this powerful cultural group is on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia. Due to the sudden southward shift of the 400 mm isohyet, the semi-aridity has dealt a huge blow to the settlement culture of this group, and eventually declined.

The reason for the drought may simply be due to sudden frequent solar activities or the earth turning a little more accidentally.

This is the cruelty of reality. There are too many chances in things like civilization.Just like the meteorite tribe, if the meteorite falls next to his own tribe, Chen Jian is confident that the development of the tribe will be faster.

The only thing to be thankful for is that besides chance, there are more rules and inevitability.It's up to people to make plans, but it's up to God to make things happen. Now he only hopes that the weather will be smooth and rainy in the past two years. As long as he and his clan are familiar with farming within two years, even if the drought comes, he will not be afraid, and at worst, he will move south.

Dozens of acres of land have been reclaimed in the past few days, and the speed is also accelerating.The reclaimed land is now arranged in concave and convex rows. When the ridge tops are broken when planting, the ridge tops on both sides become furrows, and the furrows become ridge tops.Year after year, the concave and convex changes will gradually form a habit. Under the premise of the existence of slaves shared by the land tribes, the labor force can fully realize this kind of intensive farming.

After the land is separated, the cattle should be able to find it. The dung and grass sprinkled every year are piled up, and the land will gradually mature.And this kind of farming method of breaking ridges will still be used by people until a thousand years later, and the technical difficulty is not too high.

Maybe the yield will be lower in the early stage because of the seeds, but with the help of fishing and hunting, it can last until the improved seeds are successful.

The brick kiln has not been built yet, and Chen Jian is not going to take care of it. He wants to let those people figure it out by themselves and build it in time.

In the future, those children will learn life skills from these people in the form of apprentices. He has no skills at all, and most of them know a little bit about it. He is definitely not as good as these front-line people for some common problems in production.

In the long run, some women in the tribe are already pregnant.At that time, those children will be enlightened by him, and when they are a little older, they will go to the front line as apprentices, learning and using.

Even if those people can sum up the various precautions for burning charcoal and bricks from experience before this batch of unborn children grow up, it is worthwhile.Some are not matters of life and death, which can be considered for a longer period of time.

Because he thought about it for too long, he didn't have fun with the clansmen these few nights, but found a quiet place to ponder the language issue.

Language is earlier than writing, and writing takes time to accumulate. Now that we have decided to use pictographic and ideographic characters, we need to determine the pronunciation in advance to prepare for future generations.

He didn't even think about the alphabet. After going out in the future, it is inevitable that there will be different pronunciations. How to unify the pronunciation is a problem.

The pronunciation of ancient Chinese characters in the previous life used the straight-sound method and the fan-cut method.The straight pronunciation method is that the word "carp" is pronounced "Li".The Fanqie method is similar to Pinyin. The combination of several characters takes the initials and finals, such as the word "囡". Using the Fanqie method, the phonetic notation is roughly "brain-damaged", taking the initials and finals of the brain.

After thinking about it, I must use the anti-cut method, but I still want to improve it.

He wanted to create 47 characters, pronounced with 23 initials and 24 finals.And these 47 characters must be simple, and must also be very common in life in the future, which requires changing the pronunciation of some things.

At that time, these 47 characters will be used as the phonetic notation of the anti-cut table, and at least an approximately uniform pronunciation can be formed if it is promoted. As long as the pronunciation of these 47 characters can be learned, the rest can be spelled by yourself.

Anyway, most of the things of later generations have not yet appeared, so it is relatively easy to come up with 47 common everyday characters.

For example, "candle" has not yet appeared, so naturally there is no pronunciation, so the pronunciation can be changed.When writing "Zhu", only the initial consonant is taken, and it is read as "Zhi"; while the word "Ma", which is about to appear, removes the initial consonant and only the final is left, and writes "Ma" and reads it as "Ah".

In this way, when the later generations learn characters, when they encounter the word Zhazha, the phonetic notation behind it is "Zhuma", which actually reads as "Zhazha".

The reason why I didn’t choose the words that were originally pronounced this way is because candle and hemp are very common, even people who farm can know it.

How these words are written also needs to be slightly changed, and it is best for most people to recognize them within a month.

This is a long-term project, and there is no benefit in the short term, but it is worth wasting this time to prepare for the future unification and homonymous pronunciation.

Even if you can't find 47 commonly used things, there are other things you can use.Yu Qian'er observed the moon. One day, the people of the day tribe would find that there are twelve months in a year, and the celestial stems and earthly branches that combine the decimal system and the binary system will also appear, and the pronunciation will be changed at that time.

It would be best to write "Zi Wu Mao You", but read it as "Pop Mo Buddha" or "Ah oh uh", which is something that even an illiterate old lady can master.

Think carefully about what the tribe has named, and write it down.Then write down the things that will appear soon in the future, and prepare to change now.

At least some of the 47 characters in the plan can no longer be read according to the previous method, and the rest should be left to chance, otherwise the project would be too heavy and he would not be able to complete it even if he was exhausted.