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Eating black sesame paste did not make the hair fall much better, not even blackened.

But Amber still got up early on time to take the "medicine". She remembered that Wu Luo said that such a minor illness would not kill people, and that her body was indeed painless, so she put this insignificant minor illness down, and did not worry too much. In such little things.

It is always the first time for a person to live in this world, so everything is new. In the past, there were only eating, hunting, gathering and sleeping to do. Now there are more things to do. Although Amber can’t figure out many things, she still finds them very interesting. She is not as good as Uro With an old god like Yan, it seems that everything can be done at his fingertips, so he works hard to do what he wants to do.

Spring is here, green and tender grass begins to grow and tools are needed for harvesting, more houses need to be built in the tribe, and there are changes in captives. Xiaoku and the others are studying the car...

There are obviously still so many people, but things have become more and more, and everyone has to be carefully arranged.

The little monster still comes in the morning, he no longer focuses on the stones that can be picked up everywhere, but puts all his energy on the ore. Unfortunately, it is so difficult to mine the ore, and there are no tools at hand, so he has to postpone it and become They only come once every two days, sometimes even three or four days, in exchange for more food.

Amber communicated with him dancing and asking him to bring back some grass. At first, the little monster was not willing, the basket was clean and full of stones. Later, it was probably by the way, or the ore was really hard to find, so he brought some grass. return.Naturally, green grass cannot be compared with rocks, but the degree of difficulty of the two is also different. After calculating the rewards one by one, Amber realized what Uro's so-called standard is.

She still can't fully understand that concept, but she only has a half-knowledge of what Uro said about fairness.

Sufficient food does not mean that people in the tribe do not need to go hunting and gathering, nor does it mean that they do not need to work, especially when there are more people, they need to polish tools. Some people do it quickly, while others do it slowly.These are all quite simple things, and there is no other reason, but some people are lazy, and some people are more diligent.

Most people don't have a longer-term vision. To put it bluntly, they don't think about making progress. Many people don't even know how old they are or when they will die, let alone have any concept of time. Their perception of life Just to be born and live.

Even the people of later generations have to follow different rules in different environments. Even in the real Taohuayuan Township, there are people who are in charge, and everyone is divided into small families, each performing their duties.

Uro slowed down the progress of technology and didn't care about taking out tools, because it was very easy to fast forward a tribe's technology by hundreds of years, so easy that as long as he used department stores as shopping malls, this tribe would not have any in his lifetime Need to worry about food.

But what about the system?

The tribe has begun to take shape, the company will be divided into departments, and the school will be divided into classes of cadres. When there are only a few people or even dozens of people, it is not a big problem to follow the command of a leader, but their number is slow and continuous. Increase, as long as a few more years, children grow up, new children are born, the population will suddenly become huge.

In less than two years, Chi and Xiaoku are a good example. The little boy in Wuluo's eyes has become an "adult" in the blink of an eye. Growing up, taking out the appearance of the future, mixed together, like young people who dropped out of school early to work, except for the two of them, there are many children who are not familiar with Wuluo are growing up.

This tribe is slowly becoming bloated. If it is not carefully divided, so many people will eventually return to the source and be completely diverted.

Uro is not in a hurry to completely change the tribe, nor is he in a hurry to seize power and instill any concepts in Hoha. He just wants to see how Hoha chooses. Anyway, no matter how messy it is, life will never hinder him.

This place is indeed his paradise.

Amber sloppily put the bowl in the water jar, there was oily smell and dust floating in it, it was time to change the water and clean it. Not long ago, several clay pots were frozen and cracked. Xiaoku was studying the so-called Wheels, no time to bother.Fortunately, all of them know how to make pottery. They kneaded a few by themselves and burned them all afternoon as Uro had taught them before, and then there were a few more small pieces. The prisoners who came to help were stunned for a moment, as if they had discovered What a shocking secret.

The snow is melting, flowering is coming soon, and that deal.

This year, we will also arrange new things to trade.

Amber counted the missing things in the tribe with her fingers, and everything was missing. They were hit by a wildfire last year, and they hurriedly dug the soil and planted seeds, but they didn’t have enough tools. The man was strong enough to drag the bone hoe to the ground, but the others could only stare blankly. .Not without worry, she wanted to add a batch quickly, and it was time to plant after the rain.

After tasting the sweetness of animal husbandry and farming, few people will not be tempted. The silkworms raised by Xisi change in a few months, from a few to hundreds, all thanks to her and another woman's care from time to time. In winter, there are fewer leaves. , many died, or the cocoons spit out were thin and thin, which looked a bit pitiful. After being scalded in a pan and stir-fried, they were smaller than the rice grains on the ears of rice.

It's not that Amber doesn't want to do her best, but she's only one person, and she's busy with all the big and small things in the tribe, so how can she have so much effort to share.

In the past years, if something happened, Wu Luo would come up with an idea. After the mountain fire, since Da Yan came to the tribe, he listened to Hu Po and rested, so he let it go.

This made Amber feel the heaviness of life, she was a little breathless, and thought that Wu Ping encountered such things every day, how could he do it so easily and simply, as if nothing was important.

Chen has been watching the time with Amber for the past two days. They want to determine when to sow the seeds. The powder from the empty shells is dry and dry, and they feel stuck in their throats when they get wet. After all, they are not as good as full rice grains. Amber and his head bow together to make sure When it was time, he talked about the first deal after the rain in the chat, a little bit worried, and asked him to find someone to come over.

These things were not within Chen's scope, so he honestly acted as the messenger bird. Xiaoku and Xisi were busy with their work, and they were dragged over abruptly.

"leader."

Xisi was much taller than Xiaoku, and the two of them stood together, with things hanging on their bodies, and they were in a hurry, looking like temporary workers who had been caught.

Amber dealt with the two of them without raising her head, and said casually, "The transaction will start after the first rain."

In the middle of her speech, she remembered that the owner of the market was Yan, and he was already living in the tribe, so she should have asked him what he thought when taking medicine, so the words stuck in her throat, as if she couldn't swallow it. She thought about the dough, and then said, "Is there enough cloth and black pottery?"

Xisi is busy with this matter every day, so she replied "enough" without thinking.

She collects leaves by herself, raises worms by herself, peels cocoons and spins silk by herself. Most of the time, she does it by herself. Sometimes you can pick it up on the road, peel it and draw it into a ball of thread, which is much more convenient than silk to keep warm.

Everyone is far from pleasure. These soft silk wraps babies and children. Adults cut them and dare not wear them on their bodies. It is like a luxury.

Brother Xiaoku broke a semicircle of wood. He baked it repeatedly with fire, and finally baked the wood into a semicircle. The solid one used before was too big and heavy. Even if it can be fixed and rolled twice, it will take a long time It is also difficult.Seeing that they were not enlightened, Yan couldn't bear it, so he gave some pointers, but it sounded like astronomy. Brother Xiaoku knew that he had to bake a wheel, and he had to experiment with other things, so his mind was a little bit off.

"Is it black pottery?" Xiaoku said vaguely. He looked down at the wheel, fiddled with it, and thought for a long time before answering, "Then I'll burn a batch."

The secret of black pottery is not complicated, and they have a kiln, which greatly increases the success rate of firing. He thought about it while holding the wheel, and then nodded, confirming his statement.

"Okay, if you need help, you can find it yourself..." She paused, then said slowly, "You think about how many people you want to help, come and tell me at night, and I will find it for you."

"Oh--"

In the past, when they were busy with work, they always looked for people they knew well. Xiaoku and Xisi looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't understand why the sudden change this year, but they were all from the tribe, and they didn't object to it. It was the number that started to bother them.If there are not enough people, they will find them, and if there are too many, they will wait together. If they are asked to clarify how many people they need, it is really hard to tell, and no one remembers.

In the absence of any rules, the utilization of people for everything itself is also very low.

This is considered to be the end of the discussion, Amber nodded, she looked around, and found that there seemed to be something unusual, and it took a while to realize that when Wu Bu took the initiative to find her, she hadn't talked to Wu about these things for a long time.So Hu Po scratched her head, and after sending the two away, she took the initiative to go to the door to find Uro, this time the door was left open, and there was only one person in the room.

Ulo was eating canned fruit, and when he looked up and saw her, he asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Okay." Amber has eaten a lot of weird things in Uro's hut, some are weird, some are delicious, and they maintain a weird tacit understanding. She never asks Uro where the things come from. , and Uro would trade her outlandish items.

This time the food was sweet. Hu Po bit the white square coconut and felt the piece trembling in her teeth, a little slippery. She bit the juice out, thinking it was probably a kind of fruit.

"Did you come to me for the deal after the rain?"

"Yeah." Amber scooped up the sweet soup with a spoon. It was cold and moistened her throat. It was lighter than honey, but it was quite different in sweetness. She said, "You didn't come to tell me."

Uro just smiled. He was holding the bowl, and his posture reminded Amber of an old event. Not long after he arrived, Xiaoku just made a three-legged cup. The bowl and the cup were squeezed in his hands. The same beautiful gesture.

"You can handle these things."

Ulo looked at her, with a magnificent dark twinkle in his eyes, and a little smile.

"Not yet when I'm needed."