I am a primitive

Although the tribe has harvested a lot of soft millet stalks crushed by stone rollers that can be used to feed livestock, but simply feeding millet stalks is not enough. Animals don't like to eat them, and they tend to lose weight.

It is necessary to use collected and stored hay and feed it together with millet stalks.

To put it bluntly, this hay is equivalent to a meal for livestock.

Hei Wa, the second senior brother, and the group were not idle, and began to cast bronze thorns on a large scale to attach to the rattan shield.

Limp and the others were not idle, and continued to weave things like helmets.

The Qingque Tribe, who took a short rest, once again began to work at full strength.

On such a day, Han Cheng didn't go out, because these things are already done by the people in the tribe, and he doesn't need to guide them, as long as they are arranged, they can be done well.

In addition to this reason, there is another reason that Bai Xuemei's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and Han Cheng himself is not at ease when he travels far away.

Although it was not the first time that Bai Xuemei had given birth, Han Chengcheng was worried, and he couldn't take it lightly like many male adults in the tribe.

During such a time, Han Cheng lived a very leisurely life.

It's okay, I took Little Peas, led the pregnant woman Bai Xuemei, followed by Gouzi, and went to the field to catch some grasshoppers to feed the ducklings in the tribe.

Sometimes I also go to pick the fruit with the people in the tribe.

In autumn, the sky is already high and far away, especially now that the crops in the land around the tribe have been harvested, it looks even more high and wide.

Walking outside at a time like this always feels kind of open-minded.

As for the yellow leaves that sometimes flutter down, in Han Cheng's eyes, they directly become the existence of flowers and butterflies, without feeling the loneliness of autumn...

Autumn is here, and the air becomes cooler at night, but sometimes, autumn tigers will still show off their power.

Just like now.

There is not a single white cloud in the blue sky, not even a bird fluttering its wings, and there is only a big white sun above the sky, which is continuously emitting heat.

Looking around, there are dazzling sunlight everywhere.

There was no wind, and the air was so hot that it was almost suffocating.

When a person sits in the shade, even if he is motionless, his body will sweat profusely.

Fu Jiang lay listlessly on the ground and stuck out his long tongue, and the two pandas just stayed in the pool and refused to come out.

In such weather, it really makes people doubt whether it is still autumn.

The sultry weather not only makes people feel uncomfortable, but also seriously affects people's appetite.

At noon, the tribe started to eat after cooking. In the past, when it was time to eat, the people who were extremely excited were not excited anymore.

Except for a small number of people represented by the second senior brother, the rest of the people have a good meal and a bad meal.

Since Huo Yi Huo Er passed away one after another, he became the oldest witch in the tribe, and even ate only half a bowl of millet porridge and stopped eating.

Han Cheng also didn't have much appetite, looking at the rice in the bowl, he just didn't want to put it in his mouth.

It can't go on like this!Not being able to eat is a big problem.

For this foodie, nothing is more worrying than this.

"How can I forget this thing!"

Han Cheng suddenly slapped his head and stood up in surprise...

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Han Cheng got up in surprise, and then walked all the way to the warehouse where the grain was stored. According to his previous memory, he opened the door of the warehouse marked 'Nineteen' on the wall.

More than half of it is stored in soybeans, and the other part is stored in raw peas with blackened skins.

After Han Cheng came in this time, he ignored the soybeans that had become a variety of food since he got out the stone mill and salt bittern, but walked straight towards the raw peas stored on the other side.

After figuring out their value, Han Cheng also paid enough attention to peas, a new grain that was obtained from semi-agricultural tribes.

So in the spring of this year, Han Cheng directly ordered all the pea seeds he got to plant in the ground, covering about 30 mu.

Now after harvesting, several thousand catties of raw peas have been obtained.

Looking at these black peas at the moment, Han Cheng was full of joy and excitement. What kind of peas are these? This is clearly jelly!

Now that the autumn tiger continues to show off its power, the weather is unbelievably hot, and many people in the tribe with a strong appetite have lost their appetite due to the heat. It is a good time for this appetizing summer heat weapon like jelly to come into play!

"Carry two bags out!"

Han Cheng said to the elder brothers who came with him.

There are many people in the tribe, and all of them are full-fledged foodies. Now when they encounter food like jelly in such hot weather, one can imagine what will happen next.

So Han Cheng directly asked the elder brother and the others to carry two bags, and it took almost two hundred catties to come out.

For Han Cheng's order, the eldest brother and others naturally obeyed.

After carrying the grain out of the granary and closing the door of the granary, Han Cheng took his elder brother and the others to the big cafeteria where they cook.

Ask someone to find a few large pots, pour the peas in the bag into them, and add water.

The procedure of making jelly from peas is similar to that of making tofu from soybeans. Both need to soak the dried beans in water first, and then grind them with a stone mill.

However, Han Cheng didn't let people add water and leave it alone, but called two female primitive people who had done the work of washing grain, and asked them to wash the raw peas.

In the tribe, when the raw peas are shelled and seeded, it is on the threshing floor.

Although the threshing ground has been ground with a stone roller before starting to process the grain, it is inevitable that the grain will still be mixed with some sand and dust. Before the official production of food, it is still very important to wash it of.

Two female primitives sat on the wooden pier, each holding a fence woven from broken bamboo strips under Han Cheng's guidance, and began to wash the grain.

The so-called strainer is an essential tool for washing grain. It is a circle with a diameter of about ten centimeters, with a handle and a slight depression in the middle.

Because it is woven from bamboo strips, it has good water leakage.

Holding the strainer in their hands, the two primitive women stirred the submerged peas in the clay pot in front of them a few times with their hands to spread them out so that the fine sand and gravel deposited inside could fully settle to the bottom. .

Then, some pea shells that had not been cleaned up and floated on the water surface were fished out with a strainer and put aside, and then the formal washing of grain began.

The two primitive people held the handle of the strainer, which was also made of bamboo, and sank the front end of the strainer into the water, and then began to spin rapidly round and round.