I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

The headman was injured and fell into a coma, and he never woke up. The atmosphere in the tribe was depressed.

Cheng Yang was walking on the road and saw that all the clansmen were downcast and dejected.

Those migrants robbed them of the food they had worked so hard to prepare for a long time. The winter was cold and long, without food, how would they spend it.

Everyone grimaced, as if they couldn't see a glimmer of hope.

Cheng Yang bowed his head and remained silent, seeing how the cheerful and carefree clansmen in the past became like this, and felt indescribably sad.

He just went to Meng's tent and found no one. He heard from Meng's mother that Meng went to the forest to pull weeds and feed the lambs.

After the two lambs were raised by Cheng Yang, they had to prepare fresh grass to feed them every day, and they would go with them every time. He cared more about the two lambs than Cheng Yang.

Cheng Yang walked to the pit where the two lambs were kept, and it was there, with a rattan basket full of fresh grass behind him.

The basket was woven by Cheng Yang himself, and two rattans were specially left at the mouth of the basket to connect to the bottom as straps, so that the basket can be carried on the back, which is very convenient.

At this moment, the basket is full of tender green grass.

It's late autumn now, and I don't know where he found so many fresh and tender grass.

Cheng Yang leaned against him and sat beside him.

"A sheep?"

Seeing him coming, he tilted his head and glanced at him, then turned his head and continued to stare at the two lambs grazing.

"I asked Uncle Titmouse, and he said that the lamb will be very big when it grows up, and it will have a lot of meat."

Cheng Yang turned his head to look at Meng, with a serious expression on his small face.

He really wanted to count on these two lambs to save the people in the tribe.

But this is impossible, no matter how strong they are, there are only two of them, which cannot save the entire tribe.

"Why can't you eat fish?"

"What?" Meng looked over strangely, he was staring at the lamb too seriously just now, and didn't hear what Cheng Yang was saying.

"Why do people in the tribe never eat fish?"

Cheng Yang turned his eyes to the distance, there was a river there, and the water in this river flowed into the depths of the dense forest, because it was running water, there must be schools of fish in the river.

If the fish can be salvaged and marinated with salt, it can be preserved for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Yan Tuo's face changed drastically, no matter how much Cheng Yang persuaded him, he refused to let people go fishing.

Not only Yan Tuo, but all the clansmen present were terrified by Cheng Yang's attempt to catch fish. They spoke violently and stopped Cheng Yang one after another.

No one agreed with him, even if they would starve to death without food, they would not like to fish.

In desperation, Cheng Yang could only come to Meng, maybe he knew something.

Cheng Yang really couldn't figure it out, there was no food in winter, but Yan Tuo didn't let him attack the fish.

"Cheng Yang, why would you think of eating fish?"

Suddenly puzzled, he looked at Cheng Yang with suspicion, as if he was doing something strange.

"Did you forget that the river is the place where our souls return to rest. We must not attack the swimming fish, or we will be punished by God."

Cheng Yang couldn't understand at all, what kind of soul return, what kind of divine punishment?

Seeing his bewildered and ignorant look, the originally low-spirited Meng became even more depressed. He sat on the ground, hugged his knees, and said in a low voice: "Three years ago, there was not enough food in the clan, so someone wanted to salvage the fish in the river." , the priest said no, but for food, some people still fish privately.

He disturbed the gods, and a fire fell from the sky, and our northern tribes were all punished. If it weren't for the protection of the river, even the dense forest would be burned.

At that time, the tribesmen escaped by hiding in the forest. "

Cheng Yang couldn't help but said, "In this case, it's also the dense forest that protects us. What does it have to do with the river?"

"It's the river that protects us!" Unwavering, he looked at Cheng Yang, "Did you forget that our people will be buried in the water in the end, and their souls will live forever in the river."

Cheng Yang was dumbfounded. He had only been here for a year, and he hadn't seen any funerals of his tribe. He didn't expect that water burials were practiced in the tribe.

"The man who ate fish back then was the first to die." The fierce voice was terrified, "The fire broke out later, and even the priests in our tribe died in that fire."

Back then, he was still young and couldn't remember many things clearly, but he still remembered that the clouds seemed to be on fire that day, and everything in the whole world was red.

They hid in the woods and watched as the place where the tribe was located was burned to ashes.

Mom and Dad kept telling him not to touch the fish in the river, otherwise it would bring disaster to the clan.

This is a well-known fact in the family, but Cheng Yang doesn't know it.

He looked at Chengyang fiercely, his eyes were cautious, he must have lost his parents, that's why no one told him this.

Cheng Yang's heart sinks. If this is the case, then the fish in this river are really untouchable.

It's not that he believes in divine punishment, but because the people in the clan believe in it.Just from Yan Tuo's reaction at that time, he could see the attitude of the people in the tribe towards this matter. They avoided this matter, how could they be willing to let Cheng Yang take advantage of the fish in the river.

Cheng Yang's heart was heavy. He knew that his clansmen thought he was supernatural before, and looked at him with awe. This was a superstitious thought, but it saved him a lot of unnecessary trouble. He didn't have to explain himself to the clansmen. Why do you know so much.

Unexpectedly, this kind of witch god thinking has become a kind of bondage.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say, he just felt a roar in his head, could it be that he was starved to death for lack of food when he traveled to this other world?

"Cheng Yang, if only we had dug the pit earlier, so that our food would not be taken away."

Yes, if only he had thought of this earlier, Cheng Yang's mouth was bitter, now that the food has been robbed, the clansmen have lost the motivation to dig holes.

There is no food, so what's the use of moats.

"You said, can we exchange salt for food?"

Meng suddenly said, "In the past, we always exchanged animal skins and meat with southern tribes for salt, but now we can exchange salt for meat from northern tribes!"

It's rare for the fierce little head to become smart, "Yes, we don't want animal skins, we only need meat. We can exchange salt with them for meat."

Since the southern tribes can exchange salt for meat, so can they. Although they do not belong to the south, their Shuofeng tribe has salt, and there is a lot of salt.

Cheng Yang calmed down, "We will immediately notify Uncle Tuo to organize manpower to dig the ditch."

If the salt is to be changed, the moat must continue to be dug. Otherwise, if the tribes in the north rush to snatch it, things will be even more terrible.

Don't think too highly of human nature. This incident of robbery by exiles made him fully realize how important some resources are in this era of material scarcity. Even if you risk your life, someone will come to snatch them.

Meng and Cheng Yang didn't dare to delay, and immediately ran to the tent.

The weather is getting colder and colder, they must raise food before winter comes, so now they have to race against time.

However, there are not many people in the tribe, and in a short period of time, it is impossible to gather many people.

The Shuofeng tribe itself is not very big, only a hundred or so people, and a large part of them are women and children, and the actual labor force is not much.

Coupled with the sudden attack of exiles before, many clansmen were injured by stone axes, and even developed fever, which might be life-threatening.

Even so, when everyone heard what Cheng Yang and Meng said, all the clansmen present silently picked up their hoes and followed without saying a word.

Many young and strong men in the tribe had gone hunting in the woods before. Before the winter came, they wanted to fight again, and they couldn't sit still.The rest of the people who could still move rushed over.

Everyone is working very hard on their work, everyone is silent, only handfuls of loess have been dug up.

Before dark, the young men who had gone hunting returned.

Instead of bringing back their prey, they brought back bad news.

"You mean that apart from our tribe, other tribes have also been robbed?!"

Yan Tuo asked in disbelief with a look of horror.

Chickadee was also very surprised. He told everyone the news he heard in detail, "Not all tribes were robbed, some smaller tribes were not robbed..."

There are many large and small tribes in the northern part of the dense forest. Some small tribes only have dozens of people, and some have only a dozen people. food.

"Except for our tribe, most of them were robbed at night..."

Most of the people in the tribe rested early at night, so they didn't expect someone to grab food at night, and they didn't have any defenses at all.

On the contrary, they Shuofeng Tribe were robbed during the day, which seemed strange.

"The Bear Tribe was also robbed, it's been a while..."

Has the Bear tribe been robbed?

Everyone was very surprised, they have always been tyrannical, and there are many warriors in the clan, how could anyone dare to snatch their food?

"Could it be someone else did it?"

"Yeah." Titmouse nodded heavily. He met many hunters from other tribes in the forest today.

This kind of situation rarely happened in the past. In order to avoid disputes, everyone stayed in the woods near their tribal territory tacitly,

But because the food was robbed, they had to continue hunting at this time.

Many wild beasts in the forest have entered the hibernation period, and there are few prey to hunt, so they naturally have to look far away, and people from several tribes ran into them.

"Didn't you say that there was a tribe of bears fighting with another tribe?"

"The other tribe is the Blue Mountain tribe, they were also robbed."

"Blue Mountain Tribe? Are they not easy to mess with?"

"Yeah, Lanshan and Youxiong are both very powerful, and I don't know which one of them will win..."

Chickadee glanced at the clansman and said a shocking news.

"They were all robbed of their food."

Everyone can't believe it, how is it possible, how dare those exiles rob so many tribes, why do they want so much food?

Immediately, everyone's hearts sank, so many powerful tribes were robbed, how many tribes were left that were not robbed.

Can they still trade salt for food?