I am a primitive

People in the south don't think these things are so rare.

But in the north, those who don't often eat oranges feel different.

After all, things are rare.

At this time of the day, transportation is very inconvenient. It takes a long time to travel from south to north. There are no professional people to transport and sell these fruits.

Unlike in later generations, the transportation is so developed, and many people are involved in the transportation and sale of fruits, so that in some years, people who grow up in the north can eat nine cents a piece of fruit. Pounds of oranges!

And this kind of orange is not the kind of difference in quality, it is the kind of orange that tastes very good!

Such a thing, in this day and age, is unthinkable.

If you want to experience this, you don't know how long it will take to develop.

Uh... that doesn't seem right.

Because those people in the north of the Qingque tribe now eat oranges that are brought over by people from the south to the north, and they are all from their own tribe, so they don't need to pay at all.

Of course, if they were really asked to pay, they would have no money.

In this way, it can save more money than later generations...

The people in the Qingque tribe, under the leadership of Han Cheng, the unscrupulous son of God, carried goods, led horses, cattle and sheep, and walked carefully all the way.

When they got out of the Qinling Mountains and came to the north side, they suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped significantly.

In the south of the Qinling Mountains, the leaves of the trees had just turned yellow and looked a little autumnal, but when we got here, the autumn had already become very deep.

Looking around, there are mountains of red everywhere, and the forests are all dyed.

Even some trees are bald and have lost all their leaves.

It is no exaggeration to say that this huge mountain range that traverses from east to west really used its own power to forcibly block the cold air and distinguish the south from the north.

It is not unreasonable for later generations to regard the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River as the dividing line between the north and the south.

While marveling at the uncanny workmanship of nature, Han Cheng led the people in the tribe to move on, and came to the residential area of ​​Qinling Mountains.

Brother Sha and other people living in the Qinling Mountains were very happy to see Han Cheng and others returning from the south.

Junior Brother Sha didn't say anything superfluous, he just put his bow on his back, took a big pot of arrows with him, and set off from the tribe, he didn't know where he went.

Not long after, Junior Brother Sha came back again.

Back with him, there are a dozen wild geese.

Of course, these wild geese were already dead at this time, otherwise, they wouldn't be so honest.

As time went on, in terms of archery, Junior Brother Sha, who was already very talented, not only did not regress in archery skills, but became more proficient in archery.

Seeing him come back with the wild goose, someone immediately went up to pick up the wild goose, and carried it aside for plucking.

He took off the clothes of the wild goose very skillfully. This is the real goose plucking.

Afterwards, the disembowelment was carried out, which was a further step of treatment.

While these people were doing these things, the big iron pot in the Qinling residential area was also set up and tidied up.

It didn't take long for a flame to burn.

Those wild geese that have been plucked, disemboweled, and cleaned up are also chopped into pieces. With some seasonings, they are first stir-fried, and then water is added. Stew.

Now, the people in the Qingque tribe have mastered the use of iron pans very well.

After a while, the delicious stewed geese in an iron pot came out.

Junior Brother Sha greeted with a smile, and asked Han Cheng and others to come and taste it.

Han Cheng picked up a large piece of wild goose meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste.

The taste is delicious, the meat is delicate, very strong, with some mellow aroma, and the taste is very good.

The wild goose was stewed in an iron pot, which was more delicious than the big goose stewed in an iron pot that Han Cheng had eaten in his later life.

Of course, the most important thing is that wild geese have better meat quality than the raised geese of later generations.

Another reason is that Junior Brother Sha's archery skills are very good, so he wanted to find something to practice when he was free.

At this time, wild geese that are large in size, rich in meat, and have a very good taste can easily become the targets of major attacks.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult to think whether the stewed wild geese made by Junior Brother Sha is delicious or not.

This is the same reason that people in later generations who like to drink may not be very good at cooking other meals, but fried peanuts are extraordinarily beautiful.

After eating the delicious stewed geese in an iron pot, Han Cheng stayed here for more than a day.

After leaving behind four large baskets of oranges and some iron tools brought back from the Tieshan residential area, they set off again with people, from the Qinling residential area, along the already built road, towards The main tribe left.

There is one thing that needs special mention.

With the completion of the construction of the road from the Qinling residential area to the Qingque main tribe, there are four tribes, large and small, with a total of more than 300 people. In the process of working for the Qingque tribe, they were given by the Qingque tribe The assimilation disappeared without a trace. After the construction of this road was completed, he chose to join the Qingque tribe and became a member of the big family of the Qingque tribe.

Walking on this flat road at this time, thinking about these things, Han Cheng, the god son of the Qingque tribe, couldn't help thinking in his heart, should he build some roads in other places?

This kind of thing that can pave the way for himself, make the tribe's road smooth and easy to walk, and also make the tribe's population rapidly increase, if he doesn't do more, he will be a little sorry for himself, and it does not meet his status as the son of the Qingque tribe.

"Eat, mom, this orange is delicious! It's not sour at all!"

Here in the main tribe of Qingque, Little Pea, who is changing teeth and whose two front teeth have disappeared, holds a peeled orange in his hand, breaks off a piece, puts it in his mouth and tastes it, and finds that the orange is not so sour, but sweet Immediately afterward, he broke off another petal, grinning, with gaping teeth, and brought the orange petal to Bai Xuemei's mouth, with a smile on his face.

Bai Xuemei took the filial piety from her son and ate it, her eyes were instantly bent.

"Well, it's delicious, this orange is actually really sweet! But you are changing your teeth now, your father said, you should eat less oranges. Even if you eat, try to pick those sweeter oranges to eat..."

After Bai Xuemei ate a piece of orange, her face was full of joy, and she started talking to Little Pea.

As soon as Xiao Wandou saw her mother and entered this state, she immediately felt bitter.

"Yeah, got it, got it..."

He repeatedly agreed.

"I'm going to see where my younger brother and younger sister have gone, but don't run to the river!"

He said this, and then ran away in a hurry, fleeing from this nagging mother.

Han Cheng, the father, came out of the room, smiled and gave Bai Xuemei a thumbs-up, and manually gave the little child bride-in-law a thumbs-up.