I am a primitive

The bright water flowed merrily along the gaps in the fields into the fields.

Over time, the previously dry land slowly turned into water again.

In the fields that have been re-soaked by water, a string of bubbles will rise from time to time in some places.

Standing here in the inner courtyard of Jinguan City and looking there, under the reflection of the sky, it seems that there are more bright mirrors.

The rice that Han Cheng put in the rattan basket and was slightly soaked in water grew small shoots, some of which grew more anxiously, and some slender roots grew out.

These roots are white and tender, with some tiny, furry tentacles on them.

Once the seeds germinate, they are no longer suitable for cultivation in this way.

Together with several other people in the tribe, Han Cheng carried the germinated seeds gathered in baskets, and carefully scattered them densely on the hotbed that had been arranged for them before.

Then they were carefully covered with a thin layer of finely divided soil.

After the soil was covered, it was also watered.

Lifting the grass fences that covered the ground, Han Cheng found that some of the seeds that had been planted in this way had sprouted and drilled out of the ground. The tender shoots looked very beautiful.

Seeing the smile on Han Cheng's face, he was happier than dreaming about Bai Xuemei.

These seedlings are obviously not enough to grow. After seeing the results, Han Cheng, who gained confidence, brought these people back to the inner courtyard, and made more rice from the large tank for storing rice in the inner courtyard. Come down and prepare for the seedlings that are relatively large in scale.

In the midst of busy work, time passed quietly, and the point of direct sunlight began to slowly return to the north.

I don't know when it started, the wind blowing on the face is not as cold as before, and the sun has become warmer, shining on the person's body, warm.

Spring is not only a restless season, but also a good time for all things to grow and sow things.

In the inner courtyard of Jinguan City, Han Cheng was digging around a shed with a pickaxe in his hand.

I didn't finish all the planing, but in the middle of the three sides of the shed, I planed out a range with a diameter of about [-] centimeters.

Crush the soil finely, lift up some soil, then put some fertilizer in, and cover it with a layer of soil.

After finishing these, Han Chengcheng took out some seeds from his trouser pocket, and lit three or four seeds in one place.

These seeds are not small in size, and some are covered with a thin film.

These are gourd seeds, which Han Cheng got from the older female primitives.

Gourd is a good thing with many uses, and it is necessary for the tribe to have more varieties.

When these gourd seeds germinate, let them climb up the shed.

At that time, green gourd vines covered the entire shed, white gourd flowers bloomed in some places, and gourds of various sizes hung down from the gaps.

After moving the vines to the bottom of the shed, and lying on the top of the shed, there is a gust of wind and a little sleep, the feeling is simply beautiful.

It would be even more wonderful to dream of a group of gourd babies calling grandpa with bare feet.

Of course, only Han Cheng, the entire tribe, may have such a dream.

After planting gourds in the shed, Han Cheng planted some outside the courtyard.

On the east side of Jinguan City, there is still a lot of open space that has not been developed, and there is enough space for them to climb.

However, Han Cheng didn't finish planting these gourd seeds, but kept some and prepared to bring them back to the main tribe.

After finishing these, Han Cheng also sowed another kind of seed not far from the tribe.

These seeds are the orange seeds from eating oranges before. Most of them were spit out casually at that time, but some were kept by Han Cheng's order for planting today.

The weather here in Jinguan City is getting warmer day by day, and the main tribe of Qingque, the residential area of ​​Tongshan, and the Qinling sub-district of the adjacent mountains are also feeling the breath of spring soon.

Stepping on the land that had just melted snow, Junior Brother Sha brought tools, seeds, food, and the people who had built the Qinling sub-tribe with him before, to the Qinling sub-tribe that had been developed to a certain scale.

The house they built years ago still stayed there, and no one took advantage of the time they left to occupy the magpie's nest.

After placing the things he was carrying on his back in the Qinling sub-district, Junior Brother Sha led his people and rushed into the intense work of clearing the land.

As soon as the weather gets warmer, the days will pass quickly. I always feel that there are still many things that are not ready, and the spring plowing can be carried out.

That's why Junior Brother Sha hastened so much, wanting to reclaim as much land as possible and plant more food before the spring plowing...

The stoves for smelting copper and tin ingots in the Tongshan residential area also stopped smoking again, and the people there, led by Shang, also devoted themselves to intense spring plowing.

The same is true here in the Qingque tribe, and there are more people dispatched.

On some land, there are small piles of dung, each pile has about two heads.

Holding a copper shovel in her hand, Hei Wa shoveled a copper shovel from the small pile of dung, then turned around slightly, and vigorously sprinkled it around, spreading it as evenly as possible.

There were quite a few people who did this with Hei Wa, but Hei Wa seemed a little unhappy.

It's not because he feels unbalanced and humiliated by letting a master craftsman who makes pottery and porcelain like him spread dung here.

In the Qingque tribe, no one would dislike the work used to obtain food.

When it's time for spring plowing and autumn harvest, as long as there are no other important things, let alone Hei Wa, even Han Cheng, a son of god, will work in the fields.

The reason why Heiwa is depressed is not because of farming, but because of porcelain.

After the porcelain was successfully fired, the entire Qingque tribe was overwhelmed by the exquisite porcelain that seemed as if it should not have appeared in this world.

As the person who fired the porcelain, not to mention Heiwa's excitement, for a long time after that, he was in a state of blood.

Through the efforts of him and everyone in the pottery workshop, during this period of time, a lot of porcelain has been produced here in the Qingque tribe.

With the gradual increase of porcelain in the tribe, everyone in the tribe has seen more, and it is not as strange as before.

However, when they saw the porcelain, everyone still unconsciously felt amazed.

Of course, Heiwa became unhappy not because of this, but because of the reaction of the people in the outer tribes to porcelain.

Nowadays, people who belong to the Qingque Alliance no longer need the Qingque tribe to send a special trade team to trade with them. These tribes have needs for things like salt, soft fur, and they will come directly with them. The Qingque tribe made an exchange.

Such a thing will release a lot of labor from the Qingque tribe, and there is no need to take the risk of walking on the road, just wait for these tribes to send things to the Qingque tribe.

Generally, after the ice and snow melt, some tribes will come to their own tribes to exchange for salt, and this year is no exception.

Therefore, Hei Wa held back all her energy and wanted to wait for these tribes to come, and exchange the newly fired porcelain from her own tribe for some good things.

Pottery can be exchanged for so many things from those tribes. I don’t know how much higher porcelain is than pottery. These tribes will only produce more and more things.

Just like what Heiwa thought before, those people who came to their own tribe to trade after the ice and snow melted, after seeing the porcelain, they were all stunned by the exquisite porcelain and couldn't move their eyes.