I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

Tits is a thin man, not tall, but looks very energetic.

As a man, the tit is also a member of the tribal hunting team, and the battle is very fierce.

Although his legs are not very long, he always runs extraordinarily fast, coupled with his agility, when hunting, he can often catch wild beasts by surprise and give him a fatal blow.

But at this moment, the nimble chickadee quietly set off from the tribe and headed for the northern grasslands before dawn.

But just in autumn, the climate in the north is already quite cold.

At this time, the sun had not yet risen, and there was morning dew on the grass, trees and leaves, which slid down on the Titmouse from time to time, making it cold to the bone. He shook his head indifferently, waved the water droplets away, and continued on his way.

In the northern part of the dense forest, passing through several tribes and crossing several small hills, there is an endless green grassland.

When the chickadee crossed the last hill, the sun was rising, the sky was full of rays of light, the clouds were beautiful, and the sky was rendered into a beautiful picture.

He didn't care about the spectacular scenery, and thought of Cheng Yang's advice in his mind. He looked around, found a piece of green grass, bent down, and used the lush grass to hide his whereabouts.

Motionless, like a rock in the grass.

After a long time, the tip of the chickadee's ears moved slightly, and a slight sound came from behind him. His eyes were bright, and the arm pressed against his chest was slightly numb, but he didn't dare to make the slightest move, for fear of scaring the things behind him.

Several goats grazed slowly with their heads down, and looked up from time to time, but they didn't find that there was a person hiding here, or that he was not regarded as a living person.

A male goat moved to the side of the tit, sniffed it lightly, hesitated for a moment, but saw that the people on the ground did not respond at all, so he continued to eat grass, and the long beard fell to the neck of the tit, causing him to A shudder.

The tit clenched his teeth, and the neck where the wool brushed was very itchy, and he didn't dare to move.

It took a lot of effort to capture the traces of this wave of goats. If they scare them away, all previous efforts will be wasted.

After waiting for a long time, the grassland was gradually eaten up by the goats. The tits breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the goats swaying towards the distance.

He quietly got up and stalked behind them, following them from a distance, not daring to get too close.

Titmouse didn't know how long he had been walking, but he felt more and more hungry. Seeing the group of goats eating happily, he became more and more angry, and stuffed a handful of grass into his mouth.

What came into the mouth was bitter and astringent, the tit's face twisted, and it spit it out quickly, never daring to eat grass like a goat.

At this time, he discovered that the number of goats around seemed to have increased, not only adult goats, but also many lambs!

Titmouse eyes light up.

**

At dawn, people in the tribe got busy one after another, and Cheng Yang was no exception.

The Shuofeng tribe is close to the dense forest. Although it is easy to be attacked by wild animals, it is also convenient to enter the forest.

The lives of the people in the tribe depend on the dense forest, and all the supplies are obtained from the forest.

Not long after Cheng Yang led Meng into the dense forest, he ran into Ya and a group of people picking wild fruits.

The fruit tree in front of Cheng Yang has never been seen before. It looks a bit like an apple tree, but the fruit is not as big as an apple, and it is yellow. It tastes sour. Those who have seen the fruit in the previous life can't expect this kind of fruit. .

I saw Ya and a few little girls climbed to the tree trunk, picked the fruits and threw them down, while the people under the tree picked them up one by one, and put them in animal skin bags,

Animal skins are really important, not only for wearing on the body to keep warm, but even the containers for ordinary clothes are made of animal skins.

Cheng Yang stood there, thinking for a moment, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Look, there is a nest here!" Ya shouted loudly to the people under the tree.

She pointed to a slanted branch under the canopy of the tree, a bird's nest made of withered grass, under the cover of thick leaves, it was inconspicuous, if one hadn't climbed the tree, one would not have found it.

"Is there an egg in it?"

Hugged under the tree, tiptoeing, wanting to check, but no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain.

The gloomy leaves covered it tightly, if Ya hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have noticed it.

"I don't know, let me go up and have a look..."

Ya grabbed the tree trunk on the side and climbed up, her movements were incredible.

Looking down suddenly, he was very worried, and said: "Be careful, don't drop the bird's egg..."

Hearing this, Ya on the tree rolled her eyes angrily, thinking that everyone else was as reckless as him?

She ignored the guy under the tree, moved gently against the tree trunk, and slowly moved towards the bird's nest.

"what?"

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Are there any eggs?"

Meng was impatient down there, jumping up and down, wishing to climb up to have a look right away.

Ya was a little disappointed, there were no eggs, only two chicks.

She took out the two chicks from the nest and said in a low voice, "There are no eggs, they have already turned into cubs..."

He weighed it lightly, and was even more disappointed. With this weight, there was not much meat at first glance.

"There are no eggs..." Meng looked disappointedly at the chicks in Ya's hands, and then thought of the two little ones, staring at Ya with bright eyes, "Can you give them to me?"

Although there is little meat, you can still eat a bite of meat after roasting, just two, he and Cheng Yang have one each.

Thinking of this, he sucked his saliva, turned his head and asked, "Chengyang, you..."

But I found that the people around me moved a bunch of useless vines at some point.

"What are you doing, Cheng Yang? This is not edible."

Turning his head suddenly, he realized that Cheng Yang had cut down a large bundle of vines at some point, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Cheng Yang, this is not edible..." He ran over and gently tugged Cheng Yang's arm, "Look at the chicks in Ya's hands, we will each have one..."

Ya, who had climbed down from the tree, heard the words and choked, "When did I promise to give it to you!"

Meng replied aggrieved, "When I asked you just now, you didn't refuse?"

He muttered softly, "Didn't you never eat chicks?"

The chicks really don't have much meat, and they need to be plucked, which is troublesome. Ya never caught chicks before, and she hated them for wasting time.

He lowered his head suddenly in frustration, he thought Ya was going to catch him.

Seeing his greedy look, Ya snorted coldly and walked up to Cheng Yang.

"Here, this is for you."

Cheng Yang looked at the hand that was handed over, and two little chicks stood tremblingly on it, crying in panic.

He didn't take it, but asked, "What kind of bird is this?"

He rushed over, took the two birds, and said to Cheng Yang, "We don't know what they are called. No one has ever said them, but I know that when they grow up, their tails are very beautiful..."

Ya took the words and said, "Their tail hairs can be exchanged for salt at the trade fair. Those tribes in the south like these beautiful feathers..."

Vigorously gesticulating with both hands, "If they grow up, they will be this big..."

Both of them had expressions of pity, the tails of the two chicks were still dusty, and they had no feathers at all, and the adult birds could fly, so they couldn't catch them at all.

How wonderful it would be if these were two big birds!

Cheng Yang's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the two chicks shivering in the fierce hands. Except for the gray color, they looked the same as the chicks in the previous life. It is estimated that their mother fed them well, and both of them grew up Round and round.

He couldn't help but said, "It's better to take it back, raise it up and eat it."

Yahe stared wide-eyed, and asked in disbelief, "How, how?"

I've never heard of taking young birds back to raise them, won't they fly away when they grow up?

The two asked what was in their minds, and Cheng Yang was also a little puzzled, but he knew that the poultry in his previous life was domesticated, and after a fierce gesture just now, he found that this bird was unusual and much larger than ordinary birds. It is suspected that this is a pheasant from a previous life.

He doesn't know much about this aspect, but he also knows that pheasants can be raised, and besides, there are a lot of wild game now, even if he fails, he can catch a few more to try.

"Bring them back first, I have a way."

Meng and Ya looked at each other curiously.

Meng was full of trust in Cheng Yang, and upon hearing this, he immediately wanted to go back and see him.

"Don't forget that we still have tasks." Cheng Yang reminded.

Some of the people that Ya led were picking fruit, but the people who picked fruit under the tree have now returned to the tribe, and will continue to come over later to pack fruit in empty animal skin bags.

And Cheng Yang and Meng didn't even pick up a single egg.

Remembering that there are still tasks to be completed, I am suddenly unhappy, my face droops, I look at the two chicks in my arms, and look at Cheng Yang, "Then what should I do with them?"

They definitely couldn't take the two birds to pick up the eggs, there was nothing to do.

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

Cheng Yang dragged out a bunch of vines behind him and motioned them to look at them. It was the useless thing he had said before.

"Chengyang, what are you doing?" Looking at Cheng Yang curiously, he pulled out a vine and quickly cut it up and down with a stone knife. Soon, the vine became a bare one.

"..."

"..."

Meng and Ya shook unconsciously, and each took a step back, a little scared.

It feels like the knife in Chengyang's hand is so powerful!

Cheng Yang looked at the vines in his hand with satisfaction. After a while, the pile of vines on the ground was trimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Twisting a few peeled vines, Cheng Yang thought for a while, and the memory in his mind gradually became clear.

While Meng Heya was stunned, he flipped his fingers nimbly, and the vine branches flew, and soon entangled and woven together.

A delicate and beautiful vine basket is formed.

Meng's eyes widened, he stared at the basket in Cheng Yang's hand seriously without moving his eyes.

This, how is this done?

How did this happen?

His eyes were tightly glued to the small basket, and he slowly touched it with fierce hands. He moved gently, for fear of breaking it.

"What is this, can you give it to me?"

Cheng Yang said with a smile, "You can take it if you want, this is the basket."

After finishing speaking, he handed it over and took it carefully.

However, it was snatched away by a hand that quickly came from the side.

"I also want!"