Ancient wasteland

After the fish left, Jing Zhu endured the soreness of his legs and continued to dig wild vegetables. It wasn't because he was too diligent, but the two children next door were still looking for wild vegetables with their buttocks pouted.

He was too embarrassed to take a break, and he didn't stop until his back was sore and he found an open space to sit down.

Rubbing his arms and legs, he began to think about how to bring the wild vegetables back, even though he had a space composed of many oversized backpacks.

If he wanted to, the whole mountain could hold it, but that was just a thought, and it couldn't be used.

One of the countless crimes that the predecessors of time travel have summed up by trying their own methods.

The second thing is that Jing Yu has always believed that it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

Of course he can use the space today to bring back all the wild vegetables, but without him, Yu still doesn't know how to bring the wild vegetables back.

Then don't just stay where you are.

This method was unacceptable, so Jing Que began to think about other methods. He looked down at himself, covered in silver jewelry, and the fabric was pitifully scant.

That little piece of fabric can barely cover the chest and buttocks, it's useless at all!

Besides, he didn't want to strip naked, after all, even in a primitive society, others still have animal skin skirts to hide their shame.

He thought, since the animal skin wasn't big enough, he had to find a bigger one.

But it is basically unrealistic for him to press the dead giant beast and then skin it. If he encounters a giant beast, he doesn't know who will kill the other.

It is not realistic to weave cloth now. After all, there are no raw materials and no tools. He can only think about it in his head. He tilted his head and stared at the branches blown by the wind.

A flash of inspiration came to his mind, hey... he can't weave, so he can't do weaving.

At any rate, he is considered a technical geek, with excellent manual skills, and he even made handmade satchels. I think the satchels he made back then made his sister so beautiful.

Every day she carried it out to go shopping and drink tea, showing off in various ways, and was mistaken by her friends for a new model from some brand.

Later, I found out that it was not, and found him wanting to buy it by beating around the bush.

When he thought about it, he did it. Jing Qu jumped up from the ground and went to the side to fold the branches. The branches should be as long as possible, soft, but tough.

He looked around, tested the softness and toughness one by one, selected a good variety, folded and squeezed, and got a lot of branches.

After sitting on the ground, he started weaving. Branches were no easier to control than special weaving materials. He tried for a long time before he gradually found some tricks.

Little by little, he slowly made a prototype. What he made was a bucket-shaped satchel with a body height of half a person.

From the bottom up, it gradually gets bigger in the middle, and then closes at the end.

Wait for him to weave out the satchel, and put it there for a look.

... Isn't this just a backpack, only two straps are missing!

Why didn't he just make a pannier, and save so much effort to close his mouth and put the bucket bag to the side.

I ran over again and folded a few thicker branches as supports.

Started to think about weaving a backpack, Jing Que is a half-technical, half-gaming nerd, his talent is mostly in hands-on, and he quickly found the way.

When Yu Yu came back from delivering the wild vegetables, she saw a few strange-shaped things on the ground. She was a little surprised, "Jing, what are these?"

The basket weaving in Jing Que's hand was just finished, and he wiped the sweat off his face, "Oh, this is called a backpack, and it can hold things! Look."

He walked up to the wild vegetables he had dug, took the pile of wild vegetables and stuffed them into the back basket, and the bottom of the back basket was not filled until he finished digging.

The fish watched in surprise as he put wild vegetables into the thing called the back basket.

Fill the back basket with all that everyone dug in.

You must know that the number of wild vegetables piled up on the ground just now is much, much more than the total number they usually dig.

I don't know how many fish there are, anyway, there are too many, very many, super many!

It feels like with this backpack, no matter how many wild vegetables they dig, they can take it home!

There are enough wild vegetables for everyone in the tribe to eat, even more!

Yu happily rushed over, picked up Jing Que, turned around twice in place, Jing Que's head was covered with black lines, "...let me down."

Yu not only hugged him in circles, but also held his head and buried his chest forcibly, almost suffocating him before letting him go.

He praised loudly, "Jing, you are amazing! You are as powerful as Ye."

Jing Que, "..." Let me take it easy, I'm so dizzy.

Yu didn't have time to pay attention to him now, so he tried to lift the basket full of wild vegetables, but he didn't think it was too heavy, so he circled the two remaining empty baskets twice.

Then he decided to dig up so many wild vegetables that filled all the baskets, and urged others to dig quickly.

As for Jing Que, he continued to weave a basket and packed a lot of wild vegetables back home.

Jing Que rubbed his sore waist, a little bit like crying, but did he dig a hole to bury himself? !

Fortunately, in Zhengzhi spring, there are many wild vegetables, and they are still very tender. You can use a stone knife to cut them next to the roots and pick them up whole.

At noon, they shared the wild vegetables and ate the barbecue with the fish. They brought out a fist-sized piece. After cutting it, each of them got two slices.

The roasted meat was so hard that it almost broke Jing Zhu's teeth, and there was no salt in the meat, so it was roasted black and had the unique smell of rotting meat.

I don't know what year the old bacon was, it must have gone bad, Jing Zhu didn't eat it, and gave it to the children next to him.

I ate two wild vegetables raw, and continued to dig hard, and finally filled several baskets before the sun went down.

Jing Que sat there working hard all day, his back ached, his neck was stiff, and his fingers were all red, swollen, and bloodstained by the branches.

Only six of them were made, and this was the result of Yu asking two children to break branches for him. He only cared about weaving, and his fingers hurt badly.

It can be carried by the adult men and women in the team. The wild vegetables are not too heavy. Even if it is full, it can be carried by several half-grown children.

Everyone wanted to try this novelty called a back basket, and scrambled to carry it. Although there was some weight on their backs, everyone was very happy.

Yu was of course the happiest, boasting as he walked, "Jing, you are amazing!"

She lacks language, and she only has one sentence to boast about, but she also praises her sincerity, which makes the scene very embarrassing.

Halfway on the way, Jing Que saw a few red fruits next to them, some of which looked like strawberries, but there were some differences. He had seen them on the Internet before.

This kind is called snakeberry, which can clear away heat and detoxify, and treat poisonous snake bites, so I walked over and uprooted it.

Yu hurriedly stopped him, "Don't want this, it hurts my stomach after eating it."

Jing Zhu nodded, "Don't eat it, this can cure poisonous snake bites, didn't you say that the patriarch was bitten by a snake, take it back and apply it to him."

Yu looked at him in surprise, "Does it work?"

After seeing Jing Zhu nodding, her eyes were filled with amazement, "Jing, you know a lot! Your former tribe must be very powerful."

Jing Yu, "...it's okay."

Only 15 billion people will stop Liao, compared to the mountain tribe with 200 people...

Okay, okay, let's not compare this first.

Yu led the crowd back, the hunting team had already returned to the tribe, and Yu and the rest of the gathering team were not seen.

Bella asked, "Where's the collection team!?"

The people staying in the tribe thought for a while, "She came back with wild vegetables in the morning, but she never came back after that."

It's a little strange to say that, the collection team should come back 3 or 4 times on weekdays.

Bei frowned, went back to his own cave, took out the bone knife, and went to the sacrificial cave to find wild animals, "The people from the collection team haven't come back yet.

I just asked, the fish only came back once this morning, maybe something happened, I have to go and have a look. "

Worry flashed across the priest's cloudy eyes, "How could this be?"

He looked at Ye who was sitting beside him, "Go with Bei."