Ancient wasteland

Jing Que sat cross-legged and meditated. After this practice, he opened his eyes again. It was already bright, and he was adding firewood to the cave.

In front of him were a few roasted duck eggs wrapped in big leaves, still steaming, probably just pulled out from the hot ashes.

Jing Qu moved his stiff neck, stood up holding the duck egg, smiled and looked at Ye who was busy, "Why didn't you call me?"

Ye turned around and smiled at him, "I'm not sleepy."

Jing Que instantly felt that he was bullying the honest child, smiled lightly and shook his head, peeled off the roasted duck eggs and ate them, and went to help pass the firewood.

After the firewood was added, Yu had already led the collection team to the edge of the lake, and he clapped his hands, "Okay, let's go home and catch up on sleep."

After making contact with the fish, I went back to the tribe to catch up on sleep, and came back to cut firewood in the afternoon. More and more firewood was piled up next to it, enough to burn several kilns.

It persisted until the morning of the third day, guessing that the waiting time would be about the same, Jing Zhuo stopped adding firewood to the cave to cool down the temperature of the cave.

The temperature in the water season is low. After the fire is stopped, the temperature of the earthen kiln drops rapidly. It is not until the temperature drops in the afternoon that the soil at the kiln mouth is uncovered.

The green branches used to seal the kiln entrance have been completely carbonized and look black, and they are much lighter than live branches in the hand.

Just after the seal was lifted, there was still some residual heat in the kiln chamber, mixed with gray-black dust blowing towards the face.

Jing Que was choked by the dust and couldn't help coughing twice before standing at the kiln mouth and looking down.

I couldn't help but smile, it was really a big surprise, Jing Quyuan thought about the nearly 300 yuan brick, and he wouldn't mind if it was broken into ten or eight pieces.

It turned out that there were no cracks. Hundreds of blue bricks were neatly stacked inside. Not only were they not damaged or broken, they were not even cracked.

Ye Ye jumped directly into the kiln, picked out a brick and handed it to him. The brick was smooth, with a faint blue light, and it was heavy to touch.

It looked much better than the pottery pots in the Tuhu tribe, and it was also better than the green bricks Jing Zhu had seen before.

He looked very satisfied, smiled and handed the bricks to the fish, who was even more amazed, "It feels so slippery and looks better than stones. Is it the same when I make clay pots?"

Jing Que nodded, "Yes, everyone is digging a kiln today and firing the bricks first, so that they can build a round kiln to burn pottery jars, and after the pots are fired, they can make salted duck eggs."

Because the seasonings he planted have just sprouted and are not mature yet, there are no tools for making fried eggs, and the egg drop soup is not enjoyable.

The tribe has been eating boiled eggs for three consecutive days.

Although duck eggs have high nutritional value, they have a slight fishy smell. It is easy to get tired of eating boiled eggs as a meal.

If they continue to eat, Jing Que is afraid that they will suffer from psychological shadows.

Sure enough, Yu heard that he could make salted duck eggs earlier, so he didn't have to eat boiled duck eggs all at once, so he immediately became enthusiastic, "Dig the kiln!"

Ye Ye has hands-on experience, and immediately led the collection team to dig out 9 more earthen kilns on the nearby hillside.

Including the original one, there are a total of ten earthen kilns, all of which are neatly stacked with bricks and set on fire at the kiln site.

Four or five and a half older children were left to run to watch the fire, while the rest of them all went out to collect and chop firewood, and piled it up next to them, waiting to be used.

The priest attached great importance to this kiln burning operation, and specially selected two soldiers and two strong men from the hunting team to watch the fire at night.

During the day, some members of the collection team were sent out to cut firewood, while others guarded the kiln to watch the fire.

The activity of touching the eggs of quack beasts will be suspended first. After all, there is still time before the dry season. The quack beasts will not fly away for the time being, and eggs can be touched at any time.

The most urgent task at the moment is to burn out the kiln and pottery pot that Jing Que said.

Someone replaced Jing He, who no longer had to guard the kiln at night, and spared time to rest. During the day, he just kneaded all kinds of pottery.

As more and more pots and bowls were squeezed, Jing Zhu felt that his hands were becoming more and more stable, and he had a little confidence in his craftsmanship.

I tried to make a large pottery vat with a height of about 1.5 meters and a maximum diameter of about one meter. After two failed attempts, I finally asked him to make it.

Looking at the pottery vat that was put there to be dried in the shade and then fired, Jing Yu couldn't help but feel joy in his heart, the more pleasing it was, the more he could smile from ear to ear.

After figuring out the knack of making vats, Jing Que decided to teach the people in the gathering team to make pottery first, and wait for the people in the hunting team to chop the firewood for the pottery.

In this way, they worked together, and by the time this round of bricks was fired, they had already made more than 20 pots and eight large pots.

Other bowls, teapots, teacups, and plates are piled up into hills. Although everyone has just learned to make pottery, the quality is uneven, good and bad.

But with Jing Yu watching from the side, it should be able to burn out, but the shape is weird and ugly. In the tribe, it can be used as long as it can be used.

Anyway, everyone's aesthetics are still strange, maybe some people think that the shape looks ugly to Jing Zhu, but some people think it is very beautiful!

The most rare thing is that Jing Que discovered that in the collection team, there was a woman named Mu who was very dexterous, and she could pinch dishes easily.

Not only did he learn very quickly, but the bowls and plates he made were particularly round and well-proportioned, not too far behind Jing Zhu's.

The fish is still learning to make bowls, but Mu has already learned how to knead bowls and plates, and started to learn how to make teapots. It is not until the fishes learn how to make teapots.

Under the guidance of Jing Zhu, Mudu began to make big pottery vats!

Jing Que looked at Mu, his eyes lit up, regretting that he hadn't offered to teach them how to make pottery earlier.

He thought that everyone had never touched pottery, and had just started learning, so the level must be about the same. He never thought that there was such a thing as a genius.

He can only be regarded as half a technical geek, and a god like Mu, in their era, with theoretical support, may be a handicraft emperor!

Seeing that Mu was about to start making pottery vats, Jing Que told her all the tricks he knew, and let her slowly experiment and explore by herself.

Jing Que led people to unload the burnt bricks, and after some effort, built a round kiln specially used for firing pottery.

The round kiln, also known as the steamed bun kiln, is a commonly used pottery kiln in ancient times. It is roughly divided into a kiln door, a fire chamber, a kiln chamber, and a chimney.

The structure is more complicated than the original kiln, and it is a little troublesome to build. Fortunately, they have green bricks, which can be used for a long time after being built.

Jing Que had visited the circular kiln, but had never built it himself. It was three hours later when he led people to build the kiln while studying and practicing.

Mu has already made the clay vat, which is not only intact, but also taller and thicker than the one he made.

About 1.6 meters high and about 1.2 meters in diameter!It imitates the pottery jar he made, but it is obviously bigger and has a much larger volume.

Standing in front of the large wooden vat, Jing Que was stunned. It is normal for him to be able to make a large clay vat.

Although the process was a bit difficult and tortuous, he has always been confident in making pottery. He already has the basics, but he is just a little novice.

After all, he had learned how to make blue and white porcelain in Jingdezhen!But it all depends on talent, without any theoretical knowledge, let alone experience.

This is not a handicraft emperor, if this is really placed in his era, if she is given enough opportunities for theory and practice, I am afraid she will become a god!

Since there was such a talented person, Jing Qu simply handed over the task of making the vat and pot to Mu, and figured out how to make a stove by himself.

Pottery pots and teapots are very light. If there is a stove, you can cook and boil water in the cave, and you don’t have to go out of the cave in the cold season to avoid the wind and cold.

Seeing him holding a piece of clay in a daze, Ye Ye sat down on the wooden board next to him, "Jing, can it be used as a weapon?"

Jing Que shook his head, "No, the pottery fragments are very brittle... Hey, no, it seems to be possible!"

Although ceramics are very brittle, they are very hard, and the shattered pottery pieces are very sharp, which can cut or even pierce the skin.

The same principle applies to ceramic knives, which are very sharp, several times sharper than ordinary metal blades, and the sharpness will not be damaged, and there is no need to sharpen them at all.

But ceramic knives are easy to break, and can only be used to cut vegetables, not to chop bones hard, but he has never made a weapon for this, so he has to try it out.

He thought about it for a while, "When the pottery is fired, you can see if there are broken pottery fragments to try. The pottery mountain fragments are still very sharp."

Looking at the pottery of various shapes beside him, Ye Ye nodded with some expectation, "Okay!"

The round kiln is ready for use, and the pottery made by the collection team is almost dry, and the pottery that has been broken and cracked may be picked out!

The remaining intact ones are put aside to wait for the kiln to be fired.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

When installing the kiln, Shan brought the hunting team to help, watching the bowls, plates and teapots that had been dried and shaped, all of them were so beautiful.

The more I looked at it, the more surprised I was, and I couldn't help but touch it with my hands, amazed, "This is all made of mud? How can mud be made like this.

Can it be used after burning?Is it the same as a stone pot? It’s strange how thin it is, but it’s definitely faster to cook meat than a stone pot! "

Looking at the clay pot in Shan's hand, Feng looked pleasantly surprised, and then kept nodding in agreement, "It looks better than the stone pot in the tribe. When we get it to the rally, we have to ask for more baabaa beasts in exchange!"

Shan's eyes immediately became astonishingly bright, and the two of them squatted next to the shed where the pottery was dried in the shade, holding the unfired pottery pot, and began to discuss the next time they went to change the salt.

They took the pottery pots to the Dahe tribe instead of the stone pots, which are light and easy to carry, and they exchanged more things!It couldn't be more cost-effective!

And the tanned fur of their tribe is so soft and warm, even softer and warmer than the fur of the grass tribe.

I can definitely get a lot of salt in exchange for more salt than their tribe can eat!The more they talked, the happier they were, and the more they discussed, the more excited they became.

Let’s talk about the pottery in front of you first, then the animal skins and baskets in the tribe, and then the clothes you wear and the leaf pockets for things.

Talking endlessly, I feel that there are all good things in the tribe now, and they can be exchanged for salt casually.

There is no need to be like before, every time before the salt team starts, other people in the tribe will worry about not enough salt.

The two discussed enthusiastically for a long time, and almost fought on the spot over who would lead the team to the Dahe Tribe to exchange salt during the windy season.

Jing Que felt a little helpless when he heard that, "Patriarch...you can put the pot in the kiln first, wait for it to be fired, and then we can discuss changing the salt."

Shan just woke up like a dream, and found that the pot was still in his hand, nodded quickly, laughed, and put the clay pot into the kiln with his own hands.

With another order, everyone carefully sent all the pottery that needed to be fired into the kiln room, waiting for the kiln to be closed and lit.

When Shan thinks of burning the pottery, he can exchange it for inexhaustible salt, and exchange it with other tribes for other good things!

My heart was full of enthusiasm, and I couldn't help but started to get excited. I was full of energy, and even the task of leading people to hunt was given to Feng to lead.

He guarded the round kiln with a good eye, and when the pottery in the kiln was fired, he had to be the first to see it.

There are many people who think the same as Shan, and no one in the hunting team has ever seen pottery.

I saw that the mud embryos squeezed out are so beautiful and have such strange shapes.

I became even more curious in my heart, wanting to see how the pottery looks like when it is fired.

They competed for the task of chopping firewood and watching the fire. Some people said that they could stay up for three days and three nights, just staring at the kiln to ensure that the fire was very big.

Jing Que thought it was funny, so he let the gathering team continue to make pottery, and the hunting team touched duck eggs instead of the gathering team.

Now the fat ducks in the lake are getting unlucky. People in the collection team only touch duck eggs, but the hunting team is different.

There are many fighters in the hunting team, and they are all very fast.

Touching the duck eggs, I saw a plump duck next to it, and the prey was right in front of me. People who are used to hunting can't bear it, and they stretch out their hands to catch it.

Xiang Ye is still a junior fighter, and he can even catch the sudden jumping attack of snakes, not to mention these ducks, which is accurate with one catch.

He also specifically picked the neck and stretched out his hand. After catching it, there was no extra movement, so he directly twisted the neck of the duck. The shot was fast, ruthless, and accurate.

The caught duck didn't even have a chance to react and scream twice, and died in an instant, becoming the prey in the hands of the soldiers.

Just because the speed of the murderous hands was too fast, there were no screams, and it would not make the surrounding ducks panic too much, but only caused panic in a small area.

But the area of ​​the lake is too large, and the ducks are basically not vigilant. Even if some of their companions disappear, they are still so leisurely, and the soldiers have repeatedly succeeded.

The caught ducks happened to be roasted for lunch. They did not have the habit of plucking their feathers after being scalded in boiling water.

There are also some hair roots that are broken in the cortex. When the meat is grilled, there is a burnt smell everywhere, which is particularly unpleasant.

Jing Que, "..." He should continue to eat roasted duck eggs, at least the shells are peeled off, and the insides are clean.

There are quite a few people who think the same way as Jing Que, and they all think that quack animal meat is not tasty, not to mention that it is not easy to pluck hairs.

However, the volume is small, and the hair will fall off after the skin is peeled off, which is useless at all!

I have never caught and eaten them before, but this time I was touching quack eggs by the lake, grabbing two by the way to fill my stomach, and I don't want to catch more.

Jing Que thought about it for a while, and explained to them how to pluck the ducks, first scalding them with boiling water, and then plucking them will be easy to clean.

After the lecture, he concluded, "The quack meat is actually delicious, you just catch it, and I will show you how to pluck it when you go back to the tribe at night!"

The soldiers all knew that Jing Zhu knew a lot, and they always listened to what he said. When they heard this, they rolled up their sleeves and went to chase the quack beast without saying a word.

While picking up duck eggs, catching ducks at the same time, when they counted the harvest at night, they found that not only the quack eggs they picked up had accumulated into mountains.

There are even more than 300 quack beasts, all big fat ducks weighing about eight or nine catties, and the harvest is not less than usual hunting, or even more!

The fire in the kiln was watched by people watching, Jing Zhu went back to the tribe first, and taught them how to deal with the quack fur.

Set up the big stone pot in the tribe, and after the water is boiled, put the quack beast in it and roll it twice, drag it out for people to pluck its hair, and roll it down again.

The feathers of the scalded quack beasts can be torn off without any effort, and the quack beasts are quickly torn naked, and then the belly is cut open.

I don't want the internal organs, I take them all out and throw them in the toilet, and use them as fertilizer for the land he just opened after they rot.

Not only the quack beast, but usually the internal organs of other prey are not eaten, the main reason is the lack of seasoning...

There is no onion, ginger, garlic, chili pepper to remove the peculiar smell, and the smell of the internal organs is really unpleasant. Jingzhu is ready to wait for the seasoning to grow, and then study this issue!

The quack beasts are used to improve the food. For three consecutive days, the tribe has enough leftover ducks to save 500 ducks, and Jing Que is going to make cured ducks.

Probably because they had been caught too many times, the ducks finally became alert, and the pottery in the round kiln was all fired, waiting to start the kiln.

As usual, stop adding firewood to the kiln first, stop the fire and wait for the temperature of the kiln chamber to drop.

When the kiln was opened, the priest asked the mountain to carry it on his back and waited at the kiln mouth to watch.

People from the whole tribe, including the old people in the big cave, walked slowly to the edge of the lake in groups, waiting to see the pottery coming out of the kiln.

Everyone looked eagerly and expectantly, staring intently at the mountain standing on the top of the kiln, unwilling to take their eyes off for a moment.

Finally, when the temperature dropped, Shan opened the kiln roof first.

Shaking off the remaining heat waves and dust, Shan looked into the kiln room, his eyes were straightened, his mouth was dumbfounded, and he didn't speak for a while.

The priest was so anxious that he wanted to whip him with a scepter, "What's the matter?! You should say something!"

Shan stammered and exclaimed, "It's so... so beautiful!"

Jing Que, "..." Patriarch, can you be more reliable? !

He poked Ye who was standing next to him, "Go and help the patriarch."

At the critical moment, he was wild and unreliable, silently jumped onto the roof of the kiln, and swiftly removed the sealed green bricks, exposing the kiln room to everyone.

For a moment, even the surrounding air was still, and everyone held their breath in unison, fearing that they were dreaming.

It's really... so beautiful, it's like a dream.

Inside the kiln, the pottery they had just put in was neatly arranged, most of which were dark blue, with occasional clear white.

The colors are all beautiful, with a nice sheen and a natural glaze.

Just from the appearance, it is close to porcelain, or more like porcelain!

Even Jing Que was a little stunned. It was really shocking. Originally planned to fire gray-black pottery in the kiln, but turned out blue-colored rough porcelain.

The color is so beautiful, the style is so exquisite, how can people not be surprised? !

The tribe is full of gray and black, and there are few other colors, and no matter where it is, the rarer things are, the more joyful people will be.

Back then, with his blue eyes, he was able to make the skinny grass willing to take him to dig worms to eat!

It is conceivable that these blue and white pottery, regardless of the purpose, the color alone is extremely attractive to the people in the tribe!

This was really a mistake. He thought that pottery could be fired under their current conditions, and less broken would be good.

I never expected to be able to burn porcelain. After all, they used wood-fired kilns, and it was difficult to achieve porcelain at the temperature of firewood.

Jing Que was a little puzzled, and then looked at the dry firewood pile next to him. There were many green branches mixed in it, which were cut down by the hunting team later.

I roughly guessed the reason why the temperature can reach porcelain.

While everyone was still stunned, Ye took out two bowls from the kiln, jumped down from the top, and gave one to the priest.

The other was handed to Jing Zhu with an excited expression, "It's very light, smooth, and beautiful, better than a stone bowl."

Even the usually taciturn wild can praise these pottery bowls in a row for several consecutive words, which shows how shocking these pottery are to them.

Jing Que took it and took a closer look in his hand. It was indeed very good. He made this bowl. The wall of the bowl was very thin and the shape was almost perfectly round.

The texture is closer to the rough porcelain he has seen, the color is slightly blue and white, it looks very beautiful, and the sound is crisp when it is knocked, it is indeed porcelain!

The priest next to him was holding a rough porcelain bowl, and the more he looked at it, the more he was satisfied, and the more he looked, the more surprised he was. He had never seen such a beautiful bowl in his long life.

The wall of the bowl is so thin, the color is so beautiful, and it is so light. It is lighter than a wooden bowl in your hand, and you can hardly feel the weight!

Light and floating like clouds in the sky, his face was full of exclamation, "Sacred weapon, this is a divine weapon, this is a gift from God to our tribe!"

Jing Que just smiled, not intending to compete with the gods for the credit, so he took the porcelain bowl and said to the fish, "Open the kiln, remember what I said to be handled with care.

Put thatch in the back basket to prevent shocks, don't break it, there may be broken pieces inside, very sharp, don't cut your hands, just go. "

Yu was already looking at the bowl in his hand, feeling very itchy. Hearing this, he hurriedly led someone into the kiln to carry the pottery with a basket on his back.

The mantou kiln built by Jing Que is quite large. The pottery that has been kneaded and dried in the shade these days is put into it, and it is transported out of the kiln one after another.

The face of the person carrying the porcelain is covered with black ashes, and they will feel uncomfortable if they are choked.

There is anticipation and admiration on the face, and I especially want to touch those beautiful pottery like a god-given pottery at a close distance.

There are a lot of pottery put into the kiln for firing, but the temperature in the kiln is still a little uneven, half of which is coarse porcelain and half is pottery.

And it will inevitably be a little broken. One of the two pottery jars that Jing Que made first was cracked, and there are also pottery bowls and plates made by other people.

More or less there will be some fragmentation, but several large pottery vats made of wood, all of which have been fired successfully, and the quality is still very high.

It seems that Mu is not only talented, but also lucky!

Jing Que's eyes lit up, and he chose the largest pottery vat made of wood on the spot, "I want this, don't grab it from me!"

The priest smiled and made a decision on the spot, "Okay, here you are."

Not only that, but when it was time to divide the pottery, he also gave him the best pots, teapots, teacups and plates!

Even the sacrificial priests and the mountains are at the back, and the rest of the tribe have no objections. If there is no scenery, there will be no clay pots, let alone clay bowls and pots.

Now they can get beautiful pottery because of the scenery, the kiln is built by the scenery, and the pottery is made by Jingjiao.

Not only did he have no objection, but he also washed it all for him and sent it to the cave, so the ones that were allocated to Jing Zhu were almost all porcelain!

Although it is just rough porcelain, but because the color is blue and white, not only does it not look rough, but it is a bit like a work of art, very elegant and beautiful.

Finally able to use the pottery pot, Jing Zhu felt in a great mood. When he returned, he grabbed two handfuls of green onions and garlic leaves in the vegetable field and prepared to cook them.

After the sacrifice and the mountain had finished distributing the pottery, Jing Que called the beaming crowd to the square and showed them how to use pottery pots and teapots.

Fill the teapot with clean water first, and boil the water on the fire next to it.

Ceramic pots are thinner than stone pots, have better heat conduction, are more convenient to boil water, and can also cook vegetables. Jing Que found a wooden board that was cleaned and used as a cutting board for cutting meat.

In front of everyone, choose a piece of fat and thin meat, and cut off the fat first, "This kind of white meat is fat meat, and there is oil in the fat meat.

If you eat this alone, it will feel a little greasy. We can use it to fry oil, cut it with two knives, cut it into pieces and throw it into the pot. "

As he spoke, he threw the cut fat into the hot pot next to him, and there was a sound of oil splashing, and the aroma wafted out.

Jing Que hurriedly started to cut lean meat, "When frying meat, it is best to slice or shred, look, this is slices, this is shreds.

When the fat oil in the pot comes out, put the meat into the pot, be careful not to be splashed by the oil, it is very hot, put it in and start to stir-fry. "

While talking, he stir-fried the meat slices with a wooden shovel, put in salt when the meat slices were about to be cooked, and then threw in the chopped green onions and wild garlic sprouts.

Onion and wild garlic sprouts are fried with meat, the aroma is overbearing, and before the pot is cooked, someone's stomach is already screaming, and the mouth is almost drooling.

Jing Que hurriedly took the meat out of the pot, "Try it, we made a lot of pots this time, and we will continue to cook them in the future. You can all cook and eat."

Before the plate containing the meat was put down, many pairs of chopsticks protruded from all directions, and a large plate of fried pork with wild garlic sprouts was instantly CD-ROM.

Chopsticks are the same as when he used to pick up vegetables from the pot, and he used to break two branches to replace them. He was learned by the tribe, and it didn't take long to make them look good.

Jing Que, "..." Snatching meat is pretty fast, isn't it? !

Seeing them eating so happily, Jing Zhu was also very happy, shook his head with a slight smile, and continued to teach them how to stir-fry wild vegetables.

The wild vegetables are the purslane he just picked from the ground, and he uses the pot where the meat has just been fried. After the meat is shoveled out, the oil is left out, and the shoveling is not done.

Clean the purslane, control the water as much as possible, put it into the pan and stir-fry it, if it changes color slightly, put it on the pan, and fry it again, it will be old and not delicious!

Stir-frying vegetables with meat oil is not as light as vegetable oil. Some people think that the oil taste is too heavy, and they cannot taste the vegetable flavor, and it will condense into lumps when it is cold.

But meat oil is indeed more fragrant than vegetable oil, especially when there is no other seasoning, the meat oil made from fat meat is more fragrant than meat with green onions.

It made my mouth water when I smelled it, and the stir-fried wild vegetables were even more delicious. The plates filled with vegetables soon bottomed out, and some people wanted to lick them.

When Jing Zhu saw it, he quickly reached out to stop it. This kind of behavior is not worth advocating, "Don't lick! Set up other pots and fry more meat.

You can pour hot water into your own bowl to drink the oil on the plate, and you are not allowed to lick the plate, do you hear me? ! "

The person who was holding the plate and was about to lick it quickly nodded, and went to the side to wash the oil on the plate with hot water, and poured it into his own bowl.

He drank it happily, which made other people envious.

After the purslane was cooked, Jing He was going to fry some fat duck and stew it. The duck fat was used, which was buckled from the belly of the duck.

After it melted, I felt that it was not enough, so I added a few pieces of fat meat and fried it with the minced duck meat. When the aroma burst out, I added salt to the meat.

Continue to stir-fry until the duck meat is slightly golden, about three or four mature, and the salt flavor is almost absorbed into the duck meat.

Just add half a pot of water to the pot, cover the wooden lid and simmer!

The main reason is that the duck he chose was a bit old and couldn't be fried directly. When the time comes, if the meat is tender, it can be fried and eaten directly.

Stew the duck meat, and everyone in the tribe will know the rest of the steps. They will consciously take over the work of cooking and stir-frying from Jing Que and start stewing the meat.

Let Jing Que be free to rest for a while, and more than a dozen clay pots were set up one after another, and began to fry meat and vegetables.

The sound of oil exploding in the pan, rushing, sounds very pleasant.

The whole tribe is filled with a strong smell of fried meat, which is a bit too fragrant. Jing Zhu couldn't help but lick his lower lip, "I'm a little hungry."

Ye Ye handed him the plate, "You eat."

Jing Que looked at the plate in front of him. There were several slices of fried pork with wild garlic sprouts, and some purslane. They looked oily and very attractive!

When it was just out of the pot, everyone was scrambling for it, and few people could get it. Jing Que smiled, "You're so fast! Give me some food, aren't you hungry?"

Ye shook his head silently, handed the plate to Jing Que, and repeated, "You eat."

Jing Zhu hesitated a little, thinking that he had a pretty good relationship with the wild, and now that the pot in the tribe had been set up, dinner would be ready soon.

I didn't refuse, and thanked in a low voice when I received it, "Thank you."

Pick up a piece of fried meat to eat, the meat is firm, oily but not greasy, with salty and green onion aroma, I can't help but nod, "It's delicious!"

I am used to the boiled and barbecued meat in the tribe. The fried meat is obviously better and more delicious. It is the taste in my memory!

It was so delicious that I wanted to cry, Jing Que didn't hesitate any longer, and finished the meat and wild vegetables in twos and twos, and put the plate aside for cleaning.

Talk to the wild, move your arms and legs, go to the place where the duck eggs are piled up, and check the wild duck eggs they have picked up these days.

The collection team hadn't finished eating the ones picked up by the collection team before, because the work of the collection team was suspended due to the need for pottery making, and people from the hunting team made up for it later.

In fact, the people in the hunting team are stronger, or much stronger, than the gathering team in terms of physical strength and speed.

During the three days of pottery firing, the hunting team circled the kiln without stopping, and basically picked up all the duck eggs by the lake that could be eaten.

Not counting the ones that have been eaten, just the leftovers that are now piled up in the tribe, there are about [-] to [-] in number.

There are several wooden frames full of them, and Jing Zhu doesn't even bother to count them!

It's a bit too much, fortunately he doesn't have trypophobia!Jing Que swallowed, looking at so many duck eggs, feeling a little helpless.

He sighed softly, and assigned them to the tribe earlier to see if they were willing to cook them or make them into salted duck eggs.

As long as you don’t continue to place it on this square, let’s put it here to block the way, and you have to be careful not to bump it, lest the egg break.

He turned around and went to the sacrificial cave, wanting the sacrificial priest to come out and share the duck eggs.

The priest was sitting there, stroking the rough porcelain bowl in his hand with fingers like old tree bark, his eyes were fascinated, and he wanted to offer up the bowl.

Seeing him coming in, he was reluctant to put down the bowl in his hand, held it tightly, raised his head with squinted eyes, and asked him, "Jing, where is your scepter?"

Jing Que was directly confused by the question, and he was confused for a long time before he could react, "Ah?! Uh..."

He was busy at first opening up wasteland and farming, and just after opening up wasteland, he followed the fish to pick up duck eggs and found clay, and then he built kilns and fired pottery, busy around.

He didn't have time to think about the scepter, and he thought for a long time in silence before he remembered that the scepter was thrown into the space by him, but he couldn't tell the priest directly.

Smiling slightly, "It's in my cave. I've been busy these two days, so I can't run around with the scepter."

The priest held the bowl in his left hand, held the scepter in his right hand, looked at him with cloudy eyes, and sighed softly, "Go get your scepter."

Candidates for priests from other tribes, from the moment they got the scepter, they wanted to hold it in their hands at any time to show their identity as future priests.

Just because of the scene in their tribe, they threw it aside as if they didn't feel the importance of the scepter, and they were dizzy from being busy all day.

It is a good thing to take the tribe to find food and make tools, but you can't throw the scepter into the hole and ignore it, it is a symbol of sacrifice!

The priest was really worried for him.

Jing Que pretended to go back to his cave to get the scepter, waited until it was over 1.8 meters high, and held the carefully polished wooden staff with carved patterns on the top in his hand.

Immediately, I felt that I was different, and my whole body became taller.

Full of confidence, I feel that I can play a good stick!

As a result, as soon as he came out of the cave, the fish ran over in a hurry. Because he was running so fast, he didn't see the scepter in his hand.

Busy talking to him, "Jing, I've already thrown away all the maomao leaves you gave me. Shouldn't those marinated bacon be smoked!"

Jing Que was stunned for a moment, and then counted the time. The earliest marinated white bear meat was almost 15 days old, and it was time to take it out and smoke it.

Immediately, the magic stick didn't want to pretend, he didn't want to care about his temperament, and hurriedly ran to the sacrificial cave with the scepter, "Sacrifice, quickly divide the quack eggs.

Tomorrow, I will teach you how to smoke bacon. After turning out the marinated white bear meat and hanging it up, I will start to marinate salted duck eggs.

Since there is still some time before the dry season and there is water in the lake, the quacks will continue to lay eggs. Let's save more salted duck eggs for the cold season. "

The priest rolled his cloudy eyeballs and stared straight at him, "Take your scepter, and share the quack eggs you picked up this time."

Jing Que was a little taken aback, the distribution of food in the tribe has always been done by the priests themselves.

This is the work of sacrifice, and it is also the right of sacrifice!

It is impossible to live without food, so the priest who controls the distribution of food has a lofty and respected status in the tribe.

Now the old priest asked him to come forward to share the food. Jing Que thought about it for a while and didn't refuse. Anyway, the tribe basically listens to him now.

Although it was all proposed by him and then conveyed by the priest, in fact, everyone in the tribe knew that what the priest said was actually what he meant.

Isn't he working so hard for the betterment of the tribe, so if he is really asked to serve as a priest to share the food, he will not be vain.

Anyway, it's not that he can't divide, he's pretty good at math.

He simply agreed, "Okay, then I'll go now."

After speaking, he carried his scepter, arrogantly, and walked to the square outside, standing on the high platform where Pingshan spoke.

He tapped the ground with the wooden stick in his hand, drew everyone's attention to himself, and coughed, "I discussed it with the priest just now.

From today onwards, the food in the tribe will be distributed by me. Today we will collect these quack eggs, and we will start to distribute them after eating the meat. "

As he spoke, he looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him in unison, without any expression, so he asked, "Do you have any opinions?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, in unison, "No!"

Jing Que didn't expect it to be so easy. He is not a fighter, and he looks relatively thin, so he feels that he may not be so easy to convince the crowd.

Everyone in the collection team had a good relationship with him, so there was no problem. The old people, grass and water in the big cave would definitely not object.

He was only worried about the hunting team. After all, the hunting team not only had ten junior fighters, but Feng was a second-level fighter, and they were all very strong.

He might be dissatisfied with him, but in the end not only did he have no objection, but Feng also took the lead in roaring the loudest, "The quack beast eggs should be divided now or the meat should be divided after eating."

Jing Que was a little surprised, but still replied, "After eating."

Then he turned his head to look at the mountain and asked him, "Patriarch, do you have anything to say?"

Shan... He is holding the largest sea bowl, squatting in front of the wooden frame of duck eggs and waiting to divide the eggs. After all, the prey is given to him first every time.

Suddenly being called out, he looked up from the bowl with a confused face, and opened his big oily mouth, "Ah?! What are you talking about, I'm eating meat!"

Jing Qu had no choice but to say, "...All right, you can eat."

The handover of sacrifice rights, which was thought to be vigorous and even disputed, was completed quietly and logically.

There was no splash at all. For the people of the Dashan tribe, it was not as influential as the delicious fried meat they just ate.

The process was too simple, and Jing Yu felt a little lost, but soon this feeling disappeared.