I am a primitive

Chang Yuchun's ferocity is not limited to this point, what's more, if there is no woman, a mare can also...

Tietou is reluctant to part with the deer now, could it be...cough cough cough...

Han Cheng suddenly coughed violently.

"YoYo……"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

The arrogant Uncle Lu led the group back from the outside, with his horned head raised high, his four long legs moving, and his unrestrained pace.

Han Cheng's cough, which he had managed to hold back with great difficulty, became more severe with the appearance of Uncle Lu.

No matter how you look at it, this guy seems to have forgiveness on his head...

Tietou looked at Shenzi with doubts and worries, wondering why he suddenly became like this.

"There are more deer, and the grass is not enough. I will mow the grass for the deer..."

Seeing that Shenzi's cough became lighter, Tietou continued to add.

It was because of this.

Han Cheng stopped his cough and patted his head lightly, thinking about something all day long.

There is an absolutely safe place to live at night, and you don’t need to go out to look for grass in the most dangerous winter, because of the existence of the Qingque tribe, the number of beasts around is not as large as elsewhere, plus the energetic and hard-working deer uncle, the herd of deer The number is growing really fast.

There are more deer, and after winter comes, the consumption of hay will increase. Ironhead's worries are not unreasonable.

Han Cheng was very happy that Tietou could take this into consideration. Everyone gathered firewood with high enthusiasm. Only when more people spontaneously thought about this tribe, could the tribe become more prosperous.

But the idea is good, the iron head has to go on this journey of harvesting hemp, not only him, but also the few people who often mow the grass.

Just now I heard Han Cheng praise Tie Tou who was grinning, but after hearing what Han Cheng said later, the smile on his face froze.

Looking at Han Cheng, his mind was full of incomprehension.

Since the Son of God knew that there was not enough fodder for the winter, why didn't he let himself stay in the tribe to mow the grass?

Is it preparing for large-scale deer killing after winter?

May I ask where is the fodder?Han Cheng smiled and pointed to the pile of grain poles.

Now the ears of millet don't grow very big, but the stalks are very vigorous. The stalks of the [-] mu of land are piled up there, it's a huge pile.

After three times of slapping, these grain stalks, which were originally relatively hard, have become soft. In addition, they have not been rained, so they are just right for feeding deer as forage.

There are more grain stalks in the [-] mu of land than the grass that Tie Tou and his men mow in a month.

With these grain stalks, plus the grass that has been cut and dried before, it is enough to survive the winter.

When the scale of millet planting expands in the coming year, Tietou and the others won't have to mow the grass all day long. Just a few hundred acres of grain stalks are enough to feed the tribe's livestock.

When feeding, just get some chopped green grass and the same chopped grain stalks and mix them together.

After listening to Han Cheng's words, Tie Tou showed a sudden realization.

Affected by the fact that rapeseed stalks are used to burn fire, he thought that the millet stalks after harvesting and beating would be treated in the same way. At this time, he was awakened by Han Cheng, and suddenly felt cheerful.

After being happy for a while, he ran to the pile of millet poles, pulled some grain poles, carried them to the deer pen, and put them in the pottery trough.

The deer, who were used to being kept in custody, came over, sniffed and began to eat.

The three sheep who were almost adults also came over to have a bite.

The goatee under the chin moves.

After getting along for such a long time, the sheep have completely integrated into the deer herd.

Mix in the deer herd every day to accept the leadership of Uncle Lu, go out to graze with the deer, and come back together.

Han Cheng wondered if they had already regarded themselves as deer.

Uncle Lu is also insane now, he transformed himself into the commander in chief of the two major races.

It doesn't seem right to say that, to be precise, it should be the three major races.

Because Fu Jiang is fine and likes to lead his five silly children to hang around with the deer herd.

After seeing the deer really eat these grain stalks, Iron Head's worries disappeared.

Without Han Cheng talking, he prepared all the sickles and ropes.

As the night gradually fell, the Qingque tribe lit a bonfire, and the aroma of food wafted back and forth in the tribe, creating a lively scene.

All the preparations are done, and we will set sail tomorrow. This is Han Cheng's last night in the tribe. Wu, who doesn't care much, specially asked someone to make a rich dinner to see Han Cheng and the others off. .

After dinner, Han Chengcai went back to his room to rest after talking with Wu, Dashixiong and other people who stayed behind in the tribe.

Pushing open the door, he touched the edge of the kang by the moonlight outside the window, took off his clothes and went to the pit, turned sideways to look at Bai Xuemei who was already asleep, Han Cheng lowered his head and kissed her.

soft.

Just about to lie down, Bai Xuemei suddenly opened her eyes. Before Han Cheng could react, she was hugged firmly by Bai Xuemei, who was like a little leopard.

(Every time I update, I will lose my collection... I have update phobia)

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Han Cheng was caught off guard by the sudden move of Xiatong's bride-in-law.

Then react.

Tomorrow, I will leave, and the parting is imminent. Could it be that this child's bride-in-law has suddenly become enlightened and wants to...

Hehehe...

Han Cheng laughed wickedly.

"Brother Cheng, I'm going too."

Bai Xuemei's opening made Han Cheng slightly discouraged, the little girl is still young, it's nothing, why did she start to raise conditions?

According to the normal procedure, isn't that, that, that...and then make a request?

How can you play cards so unreasonably?