Ancient wasteland

After attending the gathering of the Super Tribe, saying goodbye to Zhuang, and taking the goods bought from the meeting, Kagezuo Kazuno set off and prepared to go back.

When they came, they were in a hurry to participate in this big rally, and Ye flew all the way with Jing Qu, without stopping in the middle, the speed was quite fast, whoosh!

When going back this time, Jing Zhu originally planned to walk back with his legs. The plan was to have friendly exchanges with small tribes along the way while walking.

And then found out...

At his walking speed, he might not be able to go from one tribe to the next after walking for two or three days.

It's better to be close to Heishui City, probably because of safety, the tribes are relatively concentrated, and the number is relatively large. You can see new tribes when you stop and go.

But these tribes all went to participate in the big rally, and they had good things, which were probably discovered by the super tribes long ago.

Jing Que also went to the big rally, and those who could be seen and useful to their tribe were bought or exchanged or bought.

Now they will go back, there is no need to go again, after discussing with the wild, both of them feel that it is better to focus on the tribe a little farther away from Heishui City.

It also saves this distance, and the rest of the road is taken by the wild to fly with him, stop when he meets a new tribe, go up to say hello, and trade with them with goods or coins.

The farther away from the super tribes, the fewer tribes use coins. Pearls and gold coins are not in circulation, and fish, shrimp, kelp, cotton cloth, silk, and animal skins are more popular.

Stopping and stopping along the way, there are many tribes passing by, and the scales are also very different. There are big ones and small ones. The smallest tribe they have ever been to cannot be called a tribe.

There were only thirteen people, not a single warrior, they were all old, weak, sick and disabled, unwanted by the surrounding tribes, and hid together in the cave.

lingering, I don't know how long I can live.

Jing Que gave them some wound medicine and food to help them heal their injuries. The food was sweet potatoes and corn hidden in the warehouse, and taught them how to plant them.

I just don’t know if they can keep it. I guess there is little hope. After thinking about it, tell them that if they want to live in another place, they can choose to follow them to the north and live in the mountain tribe.

They don't do charity, and it is impossible to provide food and housing for free, but as long as they are willing to work, even if they go to the fields to help weed and catch insects, they can get food to survive.

But how should I put it, after all, the road is far away, and there may be many dangers on the way to the Dashan tribe.

Jing Que pointed out the way for him, but he would not lead them along the way, he would only leave a mark on the road, it was all up to them whether they could go or not.

Along the way, they encountered many small tribes of this kind, most of whom lived a difficult life and could make and use the simplest tools, such as stone knives and axes.

Hunting is very difficult, and slash-and-burn farming has not been popularized. Some tribes don't even have fire, and they are still drinking blood and gnawing raw meat!

This situation has been seen so often that Jing Yu can't help but have a headache.

I always want to do something for them within the scope of my ability, such as leaving fire for them, teaching them to make simple traps and wooden weapons, burning wasteland and farming, etc.

There is no way to stay in a tribe for too long, so we can only teach them some simple methods. More often, Jing Zhuo will encourage them to go north.

... to their mountain tribes!

There are quite mature technologies that can be learned, and there are vast lands for planting and grazing.

Even if in the end, the mountain tribe can't support so many people, they will choose a suitable location near the tribe and build a new town.

This is a barbaric continent, not the era that Jing Que used to live in. The most lacking thing is population and productivity. If the population density is too high, it is estimated that it will take hundreds or thousands of years!

The most indispensable thing is resources, land, wood, herbs, stones, etc. can be easily obtained!

It is rare to have ideas and technologies that have not been taken.But whether it's ideas or technology, Jingzhu has it, and the Dashan tribe has it. Their tribe lacks nothing, only people.

So these people are willing to go to their tribe, no matter how many people there are, he can arrange for them to make their life better than now!

Just walking and fooling around like this, Jing Que felt like a trafficker.

This thought made him laugh, and whispered to Ye Ye, "I don't know how many people will be willing to go, there will always be a small number of people who really can't live on, and want to go to our tribe to try their luck Bar."

Otherwise, the marks they left along the way would be wasted.

After taking a bite of the crispy roasted chicken leg, Jing Zhu sighed softly, "I'm used to living in the tribe, and I've been to the Dahe tribe and the Blackwater tribe.

I always feel that although the life of the tribe is hard, it can survive no matter what. I didn't expect that there are so many small tribes that are constantly disappearing. "

It's one thing to hear it from the history books, but another thing to see it with your own eyes. Jing Zhu's heart is a little heavy, and the barbecue doesn't even taste good.

He really wanted to help those people who were in dire straits, but relying on his own strength alone, the salary was completely useless. He unconsciously gnawed on the chicken legs and slowly fell into deep thought.

Seeing his blank expression, Ye Ye almost chewed up the bone and swallowed it. He reached out and took the bone out of his hand, "Don't be sad, you have helped them a lot along the way."

Jing Que came back to his senses, smiled a little, picked a leaf and wiped his hands, "Ye, I want to form a caravan in the tribe as soon as possible, what do you think?"

Ye Ye looked at him calmly, "Caravan?"

"Yes, the caravan." Jing Zhu smiled with his lips bent, and slowly explained to him, "The caravan will carry our tribe's goods and culture throughout our tribe and Blackwater City.

It will gradually develop in the future, and it will extend to places further north or south. When we go to Heishui City, it is a continent, but on the other side of the sea in Heishui City, there may be another continent.

If we are strong enough to build navigable ships, we will be able to reach other continents, but that will be a long time later. Now, I want to form a caravan.

We can sell them seeds, tools, and spread cultural knowledge. Now that our tribe is on the right track, I can spend many years doing this. "

Ye Ye looked at him gently, "I will help you whatever you want."

Jing Zhu nodded, "Well, then let's do it together!"

In fact, Jing Que had been pondering the plan of forming a caravan for a long time, and he probably had a suitable candidate in his heart, that is, Huo who struck up a conversation with Bei by the lake back then.

That guy is a natural businessman, his mind is fast, he can speak well, and he is also likable. Let him go out to do business, and he will only make money without losing money.

However, this is only Jing Zhu's idea. Whether it will be realized or not, we have to wait for them to return to the tribe and make a decision based on the situation.

Deciding to do business with these tribes, Jing Que began to pay attention to the geographical environment around the tribes to see what the original specialties were, whether they were spices or medicinal materials.

It needs to be developed on the basis of the original, whether it is suitable for breeding or planting, whether it is suitable for planting corn or cabbage, all the parchment papers that are brought come in handy.

They were all used by him to take notes, and he scribbled and drew on them, which will be all materials in the future.

Among these tribes, Jing Zhu found two interesting ones. One is the snake tribe, which is good at domesticating wild animals. Because most of the warriors in the tribe are snakes, they are called the snake tribe.

Not only are most of the beasts snakes, they are also good at domesticating snakes. There are really all kinds of snakes. The big ones are used to attack directly, and the small ones are used to extract venom. Can't stop.

... Their tribe's specialty is snake slough, which can be used as medicinal materials. Jing Zhuo's half of Ganoderma lucidum traded some snake slough and snake venom for them.

The other is a flower tribe that is good at planting. It is not true that they are good at planting. They are good at planting flowers. In their tribe, all kinds of flowers are competing to bloom and emerge in endlessly.

Moreover, Gu Jingyu observed that they planted flowers such as winter jasmine, pomegranate, wild chrysanthemum, and wintersweet. That is to say, there will be no shortage of flowers in their tribe throughout the year.

Jing Qu originally planned to exchange some wintersweet with them, and bring them back to the tribe to grow. If he can survive, the cold season will not be so boring, but when he followed the patriarch around the tribe, he saw a whole piece of wintersweet. little yellow flower.

...It's rapeseed!Jing Que was stunned at the time, and did not expect to find rapeseed.

The temperature in the mountain tribe is low in the cold season. Even if the kang is burned, it can't compare with the wind season. Otherwise, Jingzhu would not wrap his hands in cotton clothes. Their tribe now uses animal fat to cook stew.

As soon as the temperature dropped, and we were still eating here, the soup in the bowl congealed first, with a white layer of oil, and bickering while eating, Jing Zhu couldn't stand it.

I wanted to go back and use soybeans to squeeze some soybean oil to deal with it, but I didn't expect to find rapeseed here.

Rapeseed oil is a good thing. With this thing, you don’t have to worry about eating in the cold season. When the weather is hot in the dry season, boil two cans of chili oil, mix it with cold dishes, or pour it into bean curd, and eat it Isn't it flattering.

At that time, I exchanged some rapeseeds with them, and prepared to take them back to the tribe to grow them. I almost forgot about the winter plums, but I exchanged two seedlings with their patriarch and put them together.

It was a long journey from south to north, and when they got close to the tribes in the middle one by one, Jing Que made a thick pile of parchment for notes.

Count the time, the winter season is almost over.

Wrapped in a thick cotton coat, Jing Que looked at the thick snow under his feet and folded his arms, "We have done a big project, and it is almost finished, so let's go back."

Ye nodded, "Yeah."

On the day they rushed back to the tribe, the snow that had lasted the entire cold season stopped. Those who survived by the lake looked at the sunny sky and were extremely excited.

Cheering for myself to have survived this cold season, Jing Que heard roars when he was still in the sky, seeing that they were as hungry as bamboo poles, but they still smiled happily.

Hugging each other, running back and forth to tell each other, the water season is coming!I couldn't help being happy with them, and talked to Ye with a smile, "Look at them, they are still happy!

Little did they know that when the water season came, they had to start working. They were so exhausted every day that they couldn't even take a break! "

Ye Ye smiled softly, "No matter how tired you are, you will still be happy."

"That's true." After all, it's hard and tiring, isn't it all for a better life.

The two returned to the tribe and called Bei and the others over for a meeting, only to find out that during the time they left the tribe, the giant wood tribe had problems first.

This year's cold season is really too cold. Many of the giant trees in their tribe were frozen to death, and their branches and leaves began to rot.

Not long after Jing Que and the others left, they sent people to their tribe and the Dahe tribe to ask for help, but the Dahe tribe was too busy to take care of themselves and ignored them at all.

After many members of the Jumu tribe died, the patriarch and the priest took the remaining people to live in an igloo by the lake, and even handed over the sacred stone to their tribe.

The old sacrificial priest was not polite at all, he didn't bother to refuse, so he just accepted it.

The Black Mountain tribe is okay. They have coal and stoves in their tribe, and they can persist even when it is colder. It is just that when it is the coldest, they send people to borrow food from their tribe. The old priest took the opportunity to exchange a lot of iron ore and coal at a low price. .

The priests of the Black Mountain Tribe were so angry, but they had nothing to do with them, or they would become part of the Dashan Tribe just like the Jumu Tribe.

Or they can only exchange iron ore for food, not only this cold season, but also the next cold season.

However, the people of the Dashi tribe didn't move much. The old priest held his scepter tightly and sighed to Jing Zhu, "I don't know how many people are left in their tribe."

Jing Qu frowned, "It's better for those people to kill each other, and they all die!"

The old priest sighed heavily, "They all start with the elderly and children, hey, let's not talk about this, how are you going to arrange for those people by the lake."

After they left the tribe, apart from the patriarch of the Jumu tribe and the rest of the tribe, several other small tribes came over, and some scattered people joined in one after another.

The mountain tribe is responsible for food, and the death rate is very low. So far, there are a total of 1500 by the lake... This is a very large number. There are only 600 people in their tribe.

Especially now that the water season is coming, hunting and gathering can start. These people will recover their physical strength soon, and there must be some dangerous elements.

Jing Que frowned and did not let go, "Tell them, those who want to leave will give our tribe a moo beast, or ten bleat beasts, and they can leave on their own.

If you don’t want to leave, break up everyone you know and organize them into different teams. A third-level warrior in the tribe is responsible for each, leading the work and paying wages according to the work done.

Let them come to me to get some poison and anesthetics. If they encounter trouble, the bad ones will be discarded immediately, and the less serious ones will be tied up and starved for a while. "

Their tribe has fed and drank for nothing for several months. These people are really restless. Jing Que will not be soft in dealing with it. The old priest nodded, "That's fine."

Jing Zhu discussed with them about farming again. This is the third year that the tribe has been planting. They are already familiar with the road and have iron farm tools, so they don't worry about the sudden increase in the number of people.

That is, in addition to the radish and cabbage planted last year, the tea trees, rapeseed, and wintersweet brought back from outside this time have to be carefully cultivated.

These things are all left to Bei and the others. Anyway, the farming in the tribe is mature, and they will not be planted to death.

After everything was arranged properly, Jing Que asked someone to call Huo over, wanting to ask him what he thought.