I am a primitive

As for dinner, in my childhood memory, I drank noodles and ate steamed buns almost 300 days a year.

The so-called rice tea, in the hometown of Han Cheng's descendants, is to put a small amount of rice into the water in the lower layer when heating the steamed buns.

After the steamed bun is heated, burn a few more firewood, and the rice tea below will be ready.

It is the kind with more water and less rice.

Rice tea tastes better than plain water, quenches thirst better than rice porridge, and saves rice.

However, the thinnest rice tea that Han Cheng had ever drank in later generations was not as thin as the rice tea he made at this time.

This is real rice tea with almost no rice in sight.

83 grains of rice were placed in more than 30 bowls. Except for a few bowls that contained four or three grains of rice, the rest of the bowls contained only two grains of rice, which was really thin.

But none of the crowd thought it too thin, each of them held a bowl filled with less than half a bowl of water, brought it to their mouths, and carefully sucked it up.

A little hot rice tea entered the mouth, and the familiar taste permeated the mouth, which almost made Han Cheng, a god son of the Qingque tribe who had seen the world, burst into tears.

After many years, I finally tasted a familiar taste again, and that feeling is really hard to describe in words.

After taking a sip of rice tea, Han Cheng, who took another sip, began to think about the situation where he could get wheat and make it into steamed buns.

He felt that when he saw that soft steamed bun, he might cry out loud.

This is not hypocrisy, but something that is deeply rooted and engraved in the bones.

The rest of the people didn't feel as strongly as Han Cheng, but they were all overwhelmed by the taste of the rice.

On the one hand, it is a psychological suggestion. After all, before they found the rice, they heard the son of God talk about the various tastes of rice. They knew that it was a very good food, and the taste was no less than that of millet. There are already many expectations.

On the other hand, at this time, everyone has not started to eat the rest of the food, the taste buds have not been numb, and some are thirsty and some are hungry. As long as the taste of the food is not particularly bad, then this situation is very Normal.

The rice was indeed as Shenzi said, it tasted very good, no less than the millet they often ate.

Especially after drinking the rice tea in the bowl, put the two or three grains of rare rice at the bottom of the bowl into the mouth, and after chewing slowly, I feel that the rice is very good.

With the taste of rice in their mouths, some people couldn't help looking north.

I and others followed the son of God to the south, found the south, and found two good things, sweet millet stalks and rice, which can be used to boil sugar.

The Wu people who stayed in the tribe might not know how happy they would be after knowing the news.

Many people couldn't help feeling hot when they thought about this.

At the same time, there is also some urge to go back as soon as possible and tell the good news to everyone in the tribe.

It has been a long time since they left the tribe, and they can't help but miss the tribe.

It's a good thing that they didn't find the south before, but now these tasks have not only been completed, but also exceeded by so much, many people can't stay here anymore.

Not to mention them, even Han Cheng began to miss the tribe.

Bai Xuemei, the silly daughter-in-law, Little Peas riding on the panda Tuantuan, Little Xing'er babbling, and the smiling Wu lying on the side of the rabbit circle...

These people, as well as things, appeared in his dreams more than once, and before he knew it, he had already taken root here, and there was a place that lingered in his dreams.

But we can't go back at this time, we still need to build something here.

"We will start building houses here tomorrow, and after we build some houses here, we will return to the tribe!"

Han Cheng put down the warm bowl in his hand, and said to everyone in the tribe with a smile, with affirmation in his voice.

After hearing Han Cheng's words, everyone felt confident and nodded vigorously.

It is very good to build the third branch here. It is deep enough, and the surrounding area is wide enough. One side is facing a swamp-like wetland. As long as you take a little rest, you can get a lot of paddy fields.

"...When the time comes, rice will be planted there, and some fish, shrimp and loach will be raised in the rice fields. After the rice is harvested every year, the fish and shrimps in the rice fields will be caught..."

Han Cheng began to draw big cakes with everyone in the tribe here, depicting a beautiful life.

This kind of beautiful life scene with some characteristics of the water town made everyone look forward to it, and even the feeling of homesickness was weakened a lot because of this.

Drawing big cakes is an essential skill for a successful leader. People in later generations will be able to do ppts. Han Cheng has no conditions for doing ppts here. Fortunately, the people he leads are relatively easy to fool, unlike later generations. A shrewd and tough one.

There is no need to look at the pictures here, just using words, Han Chengcheng can fool it and scream.

"But... Son of God, there are no mountains here."

Not everyone is such a fool, like a stone.

After being excited with everyone for a while, Shitou thought of some questions, and after thinking about them for a while, he brought them up.

Han Cheng didn't understand the meaning of the stone for a while, and he didn't know what the relationship between building a new tribe here and the mountain was.

He thought for a while, but still didn't understand, so he asked aloud what the stone meant.

Shi Shi thought while trying to express himself as accurately as possible.

After a while like this, Han Cheng finally understood Shitou's thoughts.

What he meant was that the place where the main tribe was built and the place where the Tongshan residential area was built are very close to the mountain, and even the main tribe is still close to the mountain.

However, there are no mountains here, and there are only mountains in places that look very far away, so I think it is not appropriate to build a new branch here.

This is a kind of inertial thinking at work. Just like in later generations, he wrote the word 'jade', but the child of his colleague said that he made a mistake, picked up the eraser and erased that point, saying that this is the 'King' the same.

In fact, if you can live on this piece of land without being close to the mountain, it is best not to get too close to the mountain.

Because when I was in school, my geography teacher made it very clear that this area is affected by the Indian Ocean plate and the Eurasian plate, and it belongs to the active zone of the plate.

And the catastrophes in later generations where countless people shed tears also proved the correctness of this matter.

Han Cheng chose to build the new sub-tribe here, in addition to the previous considerations, there are also some considerations in this regard.

After all, it is far away from the mountain peaks, so if you really encounter such a disaster, you can also avoid damage from mountain collapses, landslides, mudslides and the like.

Moreover, now they are fully capable of building walls and so on, without relying on mountains, they can build a very safe and highly defensive residence for themselves.

After listening to Han Cheng's explanation, Shi Shi showed a dazed expression, and understood Shenzi's good intentions.

This is the Son of God. There is so much wisdom in the site selection that doesn't seem too complicated.

However, after such admiration rolled over for a while, Shitou suddenly felt doubts in his heart.

"Son of God, what are the Indian Ocean plate and the Eurasian plate, why do they squeeze each other..."

Shi Shi looked puzzled but looked at Han Cheng with high expectations and asked aloud.