I am a primitive

But this can only be regarded as Han Cheng's wishful thinking, after all, he has never seen a cat until now.

I have seen tigers and leopard cubs before, but these guys looked fierce and cute when they were young, but they were not suitable for the job of catching mice.

For Han Cheng and the Qingque Tribe, cats are still a rare luxury.

Just like the big animals that Han Cheng dreamed of from the beginning of farming, it is still a dream.

Fortunately, a group of silly deer were abducted with small rapeseed at the beginning, otherwise, the tribe's fields are not easy to grow now.

There are no cats, and there are many other mouse-catching species. For example, after the eagle fell asleep, the cat climbed the tree, and the owl, the flying guy, was born from this.

Arresting a mouse is no better than its unknown father.

It's just that that guy is good at arresting mice in the wild, but he can't do it once he puts it in the granary.

The cat and the owl, father and son, have no hope. The snake is a cold guy, and it is also good for catching mice.

This thing is easier to find, but as soon as he thinks about entering the granary in the future, there will be snakes and insects running around everywhere, or the scene of a snake falling from the beam of the house into his neck, Han Cheng can't help but want to chill trembling.

He is not afraid of snakes only when he eats snakes, and he is still a little reluctant to provoke such things the rest of the time.

After encountering him, I felt a little guilty and always wanted to find something to beat him to death.

But thinking about how many people attacked mice tonight, Han Cheng felt that compared to such a thankless move, it would be more cost-effective to bring in some snakes.

At least in the entire Qingque tribe, it seems that except for him and a few people, the rest seem to be really not afraid of these guys. On the contrary, many people can't help drooling when they see these cold guys.

Han Cheng felt that after the non-poisonous snakes were introduced into the warehouse, it was necessary for him to order protection for these seemingly cold guys who were actually a dish. .

Otherwise, I'm afraid that before they eat the mouse, I will be eaten by these cruel guys from the Qingque tribe first.

Han Cheng was thinking about things like this, and after he had a plan, he suddenly remembered the problem of fire prevention in the granary that he had talked to Wu tonight.

This is indeed a top priority for the Qingque tribe. After all, this is the basis for the Qingque tribe to have enough energy to do other things and gather people of this scale.

Once these grains are destroyed, not only the various things that the Qingque tribe is doing now will be forced to stop, but even the population that is now gathered in the tribe will have to disperse to find food to survive.

Although the tribe has attached great importance to the fire prevention of the granary, and didn't think there was any problem before, but at this time Han Cheng couldn't help feeling a little worried

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Eggs cannot be put in one basket. This is a sentence that is often mentioned when later generations manage money or make financial investments.

At this time, these words also lingered in Han Cheng's mind.

This is actually the method he came up with after thinking about it for a while, how to prevent the fire in the granary and protect the grain.

Scatter the granaries, so that even if a granary catches fire, it will not cause a fire disaster.

Even if the last part of the food is lost, the remaining food can be destroyed, and the impact on the tribe can be minimized.

Thinking this way, Han Cheng felt that this method was really good.

But after he came up with such a method, he didn't give up thinking about it, and was still thinking about the matter of food fire protection.

Because he always wanted to minimize this possibility, and in his subconscious mind, he seemed to have seen a better way to store food than separate storage, but he couldn't remember it for a while. stand up.

This kind of memory mining has been going on for a long time, but it still ends in failure.

In the end, the dizzy Han Cheng could only temporarily put it aside and ignore it. After all, sleeping was the main thing at night.

However, after lying here for a while, Han Cheng found sadly that he was gloriously insomnia.

Lying here and struggling for a while, Han Cheng finally chose to succumb to reality and decided to take a sleeping pill. After all, insomnia ruins the day, which is a big deal.

Bai Xuemei has always slept very well, Han Cheng didn't wake her up, but moved her to his side, away from the sleeping little pea, and then started on his own.

Bai Xuemei was still sleeping, and the surroundings were quiet.

Han Cheng's feeling was very strange, as if he was lying on a soft cloud, basking in the warm sunshine.

It also seems to be lying in a small boat, the boat moves slowly with the flowing water, the boat rises and falls occasionally, and the ears are attached to the bottom of the boat, and sometimes the gurgling sound of the river can be heard.

Quiet, gentle like water, this is what Han Cheng feels at this moment, all the troubles before are gradually disappearing.

God knows what kind of sweet dream Bai Xuemei had in her sleep. Under the moonlight, her face looked even whiter. At this time, a layer of rosiness quietly appeared, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth...

Some people hope that the darkness will pass quickly, while others are not too happy for the light to come.

But no matter how these people hope, time is still walking at its own pace.

I will not take a step forward or slow down because of someone's prayer.

The sky is the first to light up every day, and the sky is also the last to dim. When the east appears pale and the sky gradually becomes brighter, the earth is still relatively dark.

Looking at the eastern sky at this time, it is easy to see this obvious gap between the sky and the earth.

The leader of the sheep tribe, who seemed a little dizzy, slowly moved his numb hands and feet, as well as his sore body, while looking at the sky that had just started to turn white.

At this time in the past, I was still sleeping, and it would take a while before I would get up. I would go to see the sheep that were raised in captivity, and sometimes I would pick up a few newborn lambs, or lie on the sheepfold Beside him, watching those naughty little lambs sucking milk greedily.

And some people in the tribe would use the pottery exchanged from the wealthy Qingque tribe to fetch water from the stream, and then put some of the food they took out into the pottery jars for cooking...

Thinking about these things makes people feel extraordinarily comfortable.

But now, he can only curl up in this strange corner, looking at the weird houses where these demons live, quietly waiting for the unknown fate...

In the larger room in the middle of these low dome houses, the priestess of the Bannong tribe has also woken up.

After waking up, she didn't go out directly as before, but sat in the room where the light was still very dim, rubbing the smooth and round bowl in her hand.

When she slept last night, she slept with this bowl in her arms.

Time passed bit by bit, and the light in the room began to gradually brighten.

Sitting on a bed made of hay and used for sleeping, the female priest of the Bannong tribe turned her eyes on the pottery that gradually revealed its true colors.

After looking at it like this for a while, she put down the round bowl in her hand, stood up and carefully took the small jar that didn't look too conspicuous.

This small pot was covered with a layer of animal skin, and the edges were tied with ropes made of bark.

Last night, the priestess of the Bannong tribe was shocked by these bowls and the big pottery pot. She just looked at these bowls and pottery pots. She was not very eye-catching in terms of size or appearance. I didn't pay much attention to the pot, but now I noticed the difference between this small pot and other pottery.

She carefully untied the rope on the clay pot and peeled off the animal skin, but what was inside made her very puzzled.

She reached out and squeezed something white out of the jar.