I am a primitive

The second is Heiwa, the No.1 pottery maker of the Qingque Tribe, and then the stone.

Among these people in the tribe, what Han Cheng admired most was lameness.

Because of his leg injury before, he had experienced the sadness of becoming a burden, so when Han Cheng's appearance brought him some hope, he desperately grabbed hold of it.

In this way, after more than a year, when he looks back, he will be surprised to find that he already has so much!And many of them are far beyond ordinary people.

Lame is holding a piece of charcoal in one hand and a one-meter-long ruler in the other, making gestures on top of a wooden post lying flat on the ground, murmuring something in a low voice, and making gestures like this for a while , and draw some imprints with black charcoal on the wooden pillars.

It looks a bit like a carpenter of later generations.

He is looking for the point where he needs to make a burrow.

If you want to make a wooden ladder, the mortise holes on the pillars on both sides of the ladder for passing the horizontal bar must be aligned, otherwise, the horizontal bar will either not fit in when the time comes, or it will be loose...

He was doing things selflessly, but he didn't notice the look of approval in the eyes of Han Cheng who was standing aside.

(Good news! Good news! I received the news that I will be attending Sanjiang at [-]pm this Sunday. The recommendation I have been looking forward to for so long is finally here. I am so excited!

Thank you for your support, readers.I am also very grateful to my editor boss for giving me such a small book with such an important push and pull position.Thanks.

The old book will end tomorrow, so I can concentrate on writing a book. From the day after tomorrow, there will be double updates every day, and some drafts will be saved for the shelves.The update will not be so weak after it is put on the shelves, it will explode from time to time.

Then... still ask for a ticket, if you have a ticket in your hands, comrades, please greet me as much as you want!Not afraid of pain.

Finally, such a happy event must be added!Three o'clock tonight, let's celebrate.Thank you book friends for your love. )

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The weather is getting warmer day by day, and things that have been silent for a winter have completely burst out their enthusiasm.

Of course, by this time, some have already exploded, such as Uncle Lu with a dull coat and a listless look, or the members of the Qingque tribe...

Han Cheng likes to go out of the wall and run to the west side when he has nothing to do these days, because there is a green thing there, which is releasing his fiery feelings in the warm spring sun.

The warm sunshine lazily covers the earth, a patch of yellow, dazzling, and finely divided flowers, you squeeze me, and I get together next to you, forming a gold-woven, dream-like carpet.

The bees and butterflies of various colors who did not know where they got the news from, and Han Cheng could not name, huddled together, buzzing and arguing, trying to compete for the title of flower picker.

Han Cheng stood here watching quietly, with an idiotic smile on his face.

You don't need to take a deep breath deliberately, the unique fragrance of rapeseed will be drilled into your nose by itself.

It's like wanting to marinate the god son of the Qingque tribe with the fragrance of flowers like the people of the Qingque tribe pickle salted fish...

Han Cheng now only hates that he doesn't have a mobile phone, so he can't take a few beautiful photos and send them to Moments to show off. Of course, the premise is to automatically ignore his animal skin...

"Woooooooo..."

Fu Jiang squatted on the ground, exerting force with his limbs and claws, and struggled back with his buttocks calmly, in order to resist the shameless behavior of the unscrupulous master who tied a rope around his neck.

It wasn't until Han Cheng came back and stretched out his legs and kicked it twice on its buttocks that this guy gave Han Cheng a resentful look, stood up unwillingly, drooped his head, and followed behind Han Cheng weakly, facing towards Han Cheng. Walk in this sea of ​​flowers.

There was a reason why Han Cheng tied General Fu with a rope. This guy is like a dog now, and he will follow Han Cheng wherever he goes, and he can't be chased away.

Since a few days ago, the rapeseed stems had sprung to reveal some tiny flowers. The joyful Han Cheng carefully came to the rapeseed field to check the few pieces of rapeseed that he specially selected for seeding, but Fu Jiang was in the rapeseed field. After running happily and knocking down a piece of rapeseed, Han Cheng, who was so distressed, resisted the urge to eat wolf meat at night, twisted the guy out of the rapeseed field by his ears, and kicked the guy on the buttocks a few times. , decisively tied it with a rope.

From then on, whenever Han Cheng came to the rapeseed field, Fu Jiang had to tie a rope around his neck.

In the rapeseed field, Han Cheng specially set aside several roads for the convenience of passing through.

Although the rapeseed has grown up now, it can still be done with care, but it is unavoidable to be contaminated with some yellow pollen on the body.

Han Cheng stopped at the end of a flower path, where there were twenty or thirty rapeseed plants growing exceptionally strong.

Not only is it larger in size, but even the flowers are denser and more brilliant than ordinary rapeseed.

This was selected by Han Cheng after he traveled all over the rapeseed field after the ice and snow melted and everything recovered.

They were the only ones selected out of so many rapeseed. This luck can be described as the chosen one.

At that time, they grew stronger. After Han Cheng uprooted the other rapeseed around them, they grew stronger without the same kind competing for water and sunlight.

Moreover, in addition to these treatments, Han Cheng sprinkled some plant ash on their roots and poured some dung juice on them...

With so much love, if they don't grow strong, I'm really sorry for the bowl of rice that Han Cheng didn't eat that night after pouring the dung juice...

Of course, you can't pour too much dung juice, too much will easily 'burn them to death', and it's too much, just a sentence that seems to be used anywhere...

Han Cheng's stature is still not high. He measured himself with a ruler he made himself, and it was only 120 centimeters. It seems that it will take a long time before he becomes an adult.

However, being short also has its advantages. For example, Han Cheng now can give the splendid rapeseed flowers an intimate kiss without bending over.

If I can find a woman who is much taller than myself to be my daughter-in-law, I can also find another advantage of being short... (As witty as I am)

"Grow it faster, grow it faster."

Han Cheng sent the most sincere blessings to these rapeseed.

Of course, verbal encouragement is always false and has no real substance.

Soaking hot urine is the best gift Han Cheng can give them... Oh, no, it seems that Fu Jiang is added now...

Han Cheng left here and went to another place, where there was also a piece of specially selected rapeseed.

It's just that it's different from the one just now, the life of these rapeseed here is more painful, because the lower leaves of them are all gathered up and tied together with ropes.

Under such torture, it would be a wonder if they could live happily.

However, life is a thing that is moving with perseverance most of the time.

For example, these rapeseeds that were served by Han Chengda Xing, under such circumstances, still drilled out their flower stalks and bloomed clusters of yellow flowers.

Han Cheng squatted down and pressed the leaves that were gathered at the roots of the rapeseed and tied together with ropes with his hands, but his hands were still limp.

He couldn't help but sigh, there is still a long way to go to cultivate Chinese cabbage.

Sighing is useless. Now he does not have the advanced equipment of later generations. Even if he did, he would not be able to produce genetically modified Chinese cabbage. He can only rely on this ancient method to cultivate it from generation to generation.

As for whether Chinese cabbage will come out in the end, it depends on whether God takes care of him, a sad time traveler.

But after thinking about it for a while, Han Cheng still finds Chinese cabbage very attractive.

This thing is not only high in yield, but also extremely durable in storage. It is really a must-have food for cats in winter!

Han Cheng thought about the Chinese cabbage of the later generations, and then looked at the ancestor-level rapeseed with a magic spell in front of him, and couldn't help sniffling. This is really a lifetime series!