I am a primitive

This is also the main reason why among the tribes, including witches and lame male primitives, there are only eleven adult males, while there are as many as twenty-eight adult females.

Seeing Han Cheng's face suddenly, the elder brother was astonished like a witch. He looked at Han Cheng carefully for a while, and then said the same thing as Wu: "You look good."

Han Cheng really wanted to say that you are more beautiful, big brother, but the language of the tribe is not rich, there are only common expressions, and it is impossible to have the word big brother, so he had to follow suit: "You, good-looking."

Because of Han Cheng's transformation, the joy of having one and a half more males in the tribe did not last long.

Because there is a food crisis in the tribe!

The consequences of being bullied by others for the forests that have been picked all the year round are finally reflected in the severe winter.

After the forest was occupied, although the elder brother led everyone to save food desperately, more than half of the daily income was lost, and the tribe was still in a crisis of food shortage.

Since the day before yesterday, the eldest brother has started to reduce the food supply every day, but it has not had much effect at all.

Because some of the meat that was originally stored has been completely eaten up by now.

There is no such thing as meat to block hunger, and fruit alone is really not enough.

Moreover, there are not many fruits left. Based on this situation, they can only eat for another five or six days at most, and the tribe will be completely out of food.

In addition, due to the cold weather and long storage time, some fruits have begun to go bad, which makes the already severe situation even worse.

The atmosphere in the cave, from the leisurely and lazy at the beginning, gradually became tense and restless.

The others are better, and the most anxious are the leaders of the two tribes, Wu and Senior Brother.

Compared with ordinary people in the tribe, they enjoy some privileges, but they also bear greater responsibilities.

Wu and the elder brother discussed some things inside the cave, which was about how to solve the tribal problem.

In fact, at this time, there is no good way, nothing more than increasing revenue and reducing expenditure.

The result of the discussion between the two is to reduce the food supply of the two old men, the lame male primitive man, and half of the women who do not need to work in the tribe, and try to save some food.

The eldest brother, on the other hand, took people out to hunt in the severe cold, trying to find some food for the tribe.

Going out to hunt in winter is extremely risky. Not to mention that the beasts at this time are either hibernating or becoming more ferocious due to hunger, the ubiquitous severe cold and the snow that has never melted are difficult for primitive people with few clothes. A deadly weapon.

If possible, no one would like to leave the warm cave and walk into this boundless cold air.

But there is no way, if everyone stays in this warm cave and refuses to go out to fight hard, the whole tribe will be greeted by a catastrophe.

It was also at this time that Han Chengcai suddenly realized that his previous thinking was wrong, the primitive era was actually more cruel than the later generations.

The people here really can radiate happiness from the bottom of their hearts as long as they have three meals a day, but this simple three meals a day is what they do their best and even cost their lives.

People, it is not easy to live well in any era.

Listening to the conversation between the old patriarch and the elder brother Han CD, he was a little puzzled, there was a small river not too far from the cave, and there were so many fish in the river, why did he go hunting all over the world?

Going to the river to catch fish is more reliable and safer than hunting, right?

After he raised his question, the senior brother looked at him and shook his head, "The fish is gone."

"Gone?"

Han Cheng was full of puzzlement, how could so many fish just disappear?

Is it possible that these fish are also migratory fish, and they will migrate to other places for the winter?

Han Cheng didn't know much about the matter here, seeing what the elder brother said, Wu didn't object, so he stopped talking.

Chapter 13 In the name of the gods...

(seeking collection, seeking recommendation)

The atmosphere in the cave seemed a bit solemn, the elder brother led the crowd who had wrapped as much fur as possible, walked towards Wu Shili, and then walked into the vast snow with hunting weapons.

A group of people trudged through the snow, gradually turning into a black spot, hidden by a forest of trees, and disappeared.

Because the cave door was opened, the temperature in the cave dropped rapidly, and some children were already shivering passively.

Wu then asked the women who stayed in the cave to block the door again.

Wu returned to his usual place and sat down, appearing more silent than before.

Han Cheng stood aside silently, feeling the severe food crisis.

He had been hungry for two days and nights since he came here, and he deeply felt the horror of hunger. The burning feeling in his stomach was even more unbearable than torture.

It was precisely because of this that his heart was so heavy.

Wu sat here in silence for a while, then stood up and began to work in the cave.

He pulled out a crown-like thing with a lot of colorful bird feathers on it and put it on his head, and then picked up a bone staff that was placed side by side with the feather crown and enshrined on a stone in front of a totem pole.

Picking up a bone knife from the side of the bone staff, cut the palm of his left hand, and wiped the gushing blood on his face one by one.

After letting Han Cheng leave the inner cave, the grey-haired witch dripped the blood from his hand on the ground in front of the totem pole, and uttered some language that Han Cheng could not understand at all.

Then Wu's movements became even weirder. He jumped up and down, waving the white bone stick in his hand from time to time...

Although he has never seen it before, Han Cheng still understands that the witches are performing a sacrificial ceremony, praying to their gods for blessings and disaster relief...

After watching Wu Gupu's dance here for a while, Han Cheng wrapped two layers of animal skins on his body, took a simple harpoon used for fishing in the tribe, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Now he can be regarded as a member of the tribe, and now the food crisis in the tribe, waiting like this is not an option, but now that he is getting younger, he can't hunt with the big brother and the others, he can only use himself Do your best to see if you can help the tribe.

He wanted to go to the small river to see if there were any fish. To be honest, Han Cheng had doubts about what the elder brother said about the disappearance of fish.

Judging from the distinct four seasons and the black-eyed, black-haired, yellow-skinned tribal people, Han Cheng can basically judge that he is still in the land that he dreams of.

In his memory, in the rivers of this land in later generations, there are not many fish that migrate with the seasons like migratory birds.

Of course, there is a difference of thousands or even tens of thousands of years from the era in which I lived, and it is normal for different situations to occur.

But he still wanted to go and have a look.

"Where are you going?"

The lame male primitive asked Han Cheng in a low voice, afraid of disturbing the witch who was communicating with the gods and praying for the tribe.

"I, go outside."

Han Cheng replied.

The stone slabs used to block the entrance of the cave are very thick, even the one in the middle that can be removed as a small door is difficult for Han Cheng to move now.