Primitive super exchange system

This winter is much colder than previous years.

The strong wind howled and penetrated through the cracks in the stone house, taking away the heat inside.

People were wrapped in animal skins and couldn't keep themselves warm, and some of the weak had already begun to suffer from frostbite.

When Xiao Qiang got up in the morning, he brushed his teeth and washed his face. Zhi Zao had already boiled hot water for him.

Then a steaming bowl of mutton soup was served. The mutton was stewed in a stone pot, with radish and salt added.

Fragrant but not greasy, the meat is mushy.

After breakfast, it was time to learn dominoes from the white witch.

After these two months of practice, Xiao Qiang's success rate has improved a lot, and he can occasionally make one.

It was just such a waste of bone fragments that he made a lot of damage.

After leaving the house, I met many tribesmen on the road.

Seeing Xiao Qiang, they all stopped and saluted.

"Lord Fire Witch."

"Where are you going and bringing so many things with you?" Xiao Qiang asked.

"Sir, the leader has ordered that the people in the small houses gather in the big house. The more people there are, the less cold it will be."

Xiao Qiang nodded, this Shi Yong still has some brains.

When I arrived at Bai Wu's place, I found that he was already ready.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, his legs were covered with animal skins, and there were more and more wrinkles on his face.

He touched the inheritance stone in his hand and didn't know what he was thinking.

Feeling Xiao Qiang's arrival, Bai Wu showed a smile on his face.

"Here you come, sit down quickly. Did you succeed in doing what you went back to yesterday..." Bai Wu talked more than before.

"It's done, I still don't understand one thing. The power type dominoes seem to be deeper than the speed type." Xiao Qiang replied.

"That's not the case, they have different focuses..." Bai Wu explained patiently.

While Xiao Qiang and Bai Wu were communicating, Shi Yong pushed in the door.

"It's been too cold this year. The soldiers are okay, and the women also have a lot of fat and can still withstand it. Even the children and the elderly can't stand it and have some frostbite. One newborn child froze to death," Shi Yong said. .

"What, it's already frozen to death." Xiao Qiang narrowed his eyes slightly and his face turned ugly.

"I've asked them to gather together as much as possible and surround the children and the elderly. It should be better," Shi Yong said.

"What about food? How much food is left?" Bai Wu asked.

"According to the normal winter, it is enough, but I don't know how long it will be." Shi Yong said.

Normally, it takes one and a half months for the minor winter to get colder, while the major winter takes three months.

Three months of food reserves have filled an entire room.

People were lying still and eating less than usual.

"Reduce the supply for the elderly and let them persist." Bai Wu said.

“No, there won’t be enough food, trust me.

Didn't people gather together and let the older people teach in the room and teach about their life experiences?

For example, if you are a warrior, you will talk about how to hunt, the weaknesses and habits of different animals.

Ordinary people, stone masons and bone masons, taught the craft of making.

Those who are good at collecting tell about the characteristics of fruits of different plants.

Let the children who are learning to write write it down.

Also, everyone started learning Chinese characters.

I'll solve the cold problem. "

The more Bai Wu listened, the brighter his eyes became. In the end, he even wanted to cry. Unfortunately, he had no eyes.

He said tremblingly: "My child, are you really the Son of God? How do you know so many things, and what you say is of great use!"

Shi Yong was confused when he heard this. Why was Bai Wu so excited? What big effect could it have to make more food appear?

"Hey, the wandering wizard in the dream told me." Xiao Qiang said.

Ju Er is a stonemason from the Black Mountain tribe. He was named this because he was born with large ears.

He is older, 36 years old this year.

Those over 35 years old will be abandoned by the tribe when they are short of food and clothing in winter.

This was something he had become accustomed to, and he felt that he had lived long enough, and it would be nothing even if he died.

The skill of polishing stone tools by myself has not been passed down yet.

The boy in my family has been clamoring to be a warrior and has no interest in polishing stone tools.

Also, only by becoming a warrior can you have enough food.

The craft that I have been pondering my whole life is about to be lost.

But today he heard something magical.

The fire wizard asked their older and ordinary people to give lectures to everyone.

Passing on his craft and experience.

How can this be!As a stonemason, his status in the tribe is very low.

No one looked at them seriously, thinking that they only survived by relying on the Pattern Warriors, and their status was only slightly higher than that of slaves.

It is this kind of people, and the Fire Witch actually allows them to be lecturers who teach and teach.

That's something only a witch can do.

In a large stone room, Ju Er stood in the middle, surrounded by more than 30 people, looking at him blankly.

In this deep winter, he began to sweat on his forehead.

The arm he struck couldn't help but tremble.

"This... stone tool... polishing, the first step is to choose... the right stone. Different... stones are suitable for different tools..." Ju Er spoke nervously.

He was still very excited inside. He had never spoken in front of so many people before, and he still taught others things as a teacher.

"Grandpa Big Ears, please speak slowly." The child recording next to him said in a sweet voice.

If you don't know a word, you have to go to the monkey to ask. If the monkey doesn't know the word, he will ask Xiao Qiang.

This time, their literacy level has also been greatly improved.

Written records break the shortcomings of oral transmission.

Only when the knowledge of our predecessors can be accumulated from generation to generation can civilization develop rapidly.

Now there is a lecturer in every big room. People take turns giving lectures and the discussions are lively.

Some even started to quarrel. If the room was not small, they would have to fight.

The tribe became more lively.

After arranging them, Xiao Qiang was thinking about another thing.

"Bai Wu, it's cold in the house, why don't you light a fire?" Xiao Qiang said.

"Hehe, there is something you don't know about the fire wizard. If the clan members light a fire, people will faint and even die after a long time. It is very dangerous." Shi Yong rushed to say.

It turns out that the house is airtight and warm, and there is insufficient oxygen to start a fire, which can easily cause carbon monoxide poisoning.

I remember that we used to use briquettes at home. In the winter, just get an iron chimney. There is no iron chimney here, so using stones will also work well.

Just do it, Xiao Qiang called a few soldiers.

A fireplace-like thing was built in a stone house, and the chimney was covered with mud to prevent smoke from escaping.

By the way, putting mud on the walls of all stone houses can also be a good insulation.

They used hay to line the gaps to keep out the wind.

If you use mud during the rainy season, it will be washed away by the rain.

It seems it's not too late to be confused now.

I assigned this job to Uncle Qiao.

He took people everywhere to apply mud to the house. It was good at first and it did play a role in preventing wind.

When the mud dried, I found that the mud flowed down like sand.

It can't last for a few days at all.