Ancient wasteland

The caves where people in the tribe live are all dug by hand, with hard stones and soft soil.

There are no quarrying tools in the tribe, so when digging holes, they dig out the soil.

If you encounter a rock, avoid it and continue digging to the side.

This directly leads to the fact that the cave is filled with mud structures, and the ground is cold and damp.

Animal hides and hay are piled directly on the ground, because they absorb moisture and are attacked by water, so they are easy to rot.

Jing Qu originally planned to build a kang in the cave.

The kang and the cave are simply incomparable, and it is beautiful when you think about it.

It's a pity that the ideal is full, but the reality is too bad. He doesn't have bricks, cement, or even clay.

I dare not think about the heated kang for the time being, let's make the bed first!

The canopy bed that Jing Zhu wanted to make was the simplest kind, with only four bedposts and a fixed bed board in the middle.

Then spread mats and thatch on the wooden boards, and you can sleep.

The characteristic is that the feet of the bed are very high, about 80-90cm, or even higher. People in the tribe are all tall.

Don't be afraid that you won't be able to jump up, the bed feet should be higher, which can effectively avoid the moisture on the ground.

Just turn over the thatch frequently, and the bed will be warm.

As usual, Shan first asked the question, "What is a bed?"

Jing Que thought about it for a while, "At night, when you were sleeping on the ground, did you feel the air-conditioning blowing towards you?"

Before Shan could reply, Ye, who was lying on the ground next to him, spoke first, "Yes."

I didn't pay attention to these things usually, but this time I was injured and lay on the ground, although it was covered with thick thatch and animal skins.

But he always felt that his back was cold, and there was something like water, which kept drilling behind his back, which was very uncomfortable!

Jing Que nodded, "It's water, but it's invisible water, I call it moisture, and the bed can solve this.

Moisture not only makes people feel cold all over, but also makes people's bones ache after long-term exposure and penetrates into the bone marrow. "

Having said all this, Shan has nothing to say, so he immediately made a decision, "Then make a bed tomorrow! What should I do?"

Jing Zhu thought about the division of labor a little bit. In the tribe, the main labor force capable of work is the hunting team and the gathering team.

The hunting team consisted of 34 people, among whom there were only 33 active ones, including Bei's five junior fighters.

There is also Shan, he is a second-level fighter with great strength and can hold up several fighters.

The collection team mainly consists of 6 adult men and women, and He Yuling leads half-old children in the tribe.

The smallest of them are only a little bigger than grass.

There are 27 in total. Well, from this point of view, the survival rate of children in the tribe in the cold season is really good!

There are water, grass, and old people in the big hole. There are 29 of them in total.

After counting this, Jing Que was unavoidably surprised, "How come there are so many children in our tribe?"

Adding up the hunting and gathering teams, there are only ten adult females, and five are in the gathering teams, including fish.

In the hunting team were Bei and four other women.

According to the sacrificial priest, the bravest and strongest members of the tribe have always been selected to participate in the change of salt team.

There will be fewer women in the salt-changing team, and the total number will not exceed 20.

But the children in the tribe far exceed this number.

Are they all picked up like wild ones? !

Hearing this question, Shan's face suddenly became ugly, "When the cold season is the coldest, they go out to find food.

When encountering monsters flying in the sky, none of them came back. "

The monster flew over from the north and passed over their tribe, casting a shadow that could cover the entire tribe.

People in the tribe hid in caves and dared not go out.

Even he, as the patriarch and second-level warrior, could only tremble in front of that monster.

Can't even move.

Jing Que's eyes widened suddenly, "How many people are there?"

Shan lowered his head and remained silent, looking very sad.

The priest sighed beside him, "There are so many in the tribe now."

That is close to one hundred!

What kind of monster is it that can wipe out so many people? !Jing Que couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine!

It seems that he still underestimated the danger here, no way, he has to practice the exercises quickly.

At least you need more life-saving skills.

In the end, Jing Que negotiated with Shan, and Shan led the hunting and gathering teams up the mountain to log.

Jing Que is in the tribe, making preparations.

When the wood is cut back, it needs to be dried first, and the freshly cut wood cannot be used directly.

If the new wood is used directly, it is easy to deform and crack. If conditions permit, it can be soaked in water and then dried in the shade.

But aren't they in a hurry to use it? Naturally, it is dried faster.

Roasting wood is a technical job, which requires Jing Zhu to lead people to watch it all the way.

The rest of the people will clean up the cave first.

Especially the ground part needs to be leveled and compacted to prepare the bed, which is a big project.

Jing Qu felt that after he dried the wood, maybe the cave hadn't been cleared yet.

Plan things well, go out of the cave, and announce to the tribe what to do tomorrow.

Jing Que and the priest sat by the fire, discussing in a low voice, "I'm going to reclaim the wasteland next to our cesspool for planting."

The priest frowned, "How is planting?"

Jing Qu organized the words, "I found the nail dishes collected by the fish yesterday to be delicious, and I really wanted to eat more, but there were only so many of them.

It's not enough to eat. Planting means planting delicious vegetables in the ground, and you can harvest a lot of vegetables. "

The priest was dumbfounded, expressing that he didn't understand, and gripped the scepter tightly, "If you want to plant it, plant it, I will make everyone in the tribe listen to you."

Jing Que nodded, "Okay, wait until the bed is made, and I will ask Yu to give me five children to help me open up wasteland! Go to sleep."

Jing Qu vaguely remembered that primitive people first planted by slash-and-burn farming, which was extremely inefficient. He even used his stone hoes upside down. It was a pity not to farm.

What's more, there are many things that can be planted in his warehouse.

As soon as the sky dawned the next day, the tribe began to get busy.

Boiling soup and cooking, sharpening knives.

Jing Que got up from the animal skin, wiped his face, and walked into the sacrificial cave, Ye was already able to do it.

Holding a bone knife to cut green branches, the green tree is hard, a bit like iron, but not as hard as iron, enough to nail wood.

Jing Que wanted to cut green branches into nails and use them.

He didn't let Ye do it, probably Ye started to sharpen the nails by himself last night after hearing his conversation with Shan.

Seeing Jing Qu walking into the cave, Ye stopped what he was doing and looked at him straight, "I want to cut down trees."

Ye has recovered quickly since he woke up.

After sleeping, my strength gradually recovered, I was able to stand up, walk around, and felt able to move.

Hearing the busy activities in the tribe, he told the priest that he wanted to follow the hunting team to cut down trees.

The priest said that he was rescued by Jing, and if he wanted to go out, he had to ask Jing.

Jing...Jing naturally would not agree to let him cut down trees.

Such a deep wound has just been sewn up, no matter how strong the physique is, it cannot be dismissed as non-existent.

This injury is different from the patriarch's poison. After the poison is detoxified, he can move about on his own after a short rest, but the injury has to be healed slowly.

If a second injury is caused, he will have to sew it up again, suffer more pain, and waste a small redemption pill. Doesn't it cost money to be a small redemption pill? !

That's not stuck bug, use it up!

Without even thinking about it, Jing Qu refused directly, "No, your wound has just started to scab, but it just looks like it's growing together.

In fact, the inside hasn't grown well yet, and it is resolutely not allowed to move around. "

Ye was not good at words, and after being silent for a long time, he finally said, "I think it's fine now."

Jing Qu was happy to hear this, and retorted with a smile, "I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I don't think so!"