I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

Now the Jiuli Tribe has quite a few houses, and almost every member of the tribe can be allocated one. Cheng Yang also has his own small room, but the space is not very large, but he is already very satisfied.

Anyway, he doesn't have a few private properties now, so it's enough to be able to live in people.

He cleaned himself up in the room, changed into clean clothes, and went out.

It was getting dark at this time, and the clansmen came back from all directions, and the tribe was very lively with people coming and going.

After some grooming, Cheng Yang became a clean and bright young man again. Many people coming and going kept their eyes on him for a while. Cheng Yang didn't show any stage fright at all. Even if he was a boy, he still had to be clean!

Cheng Yang came to Yan's room with ease, stepped into the room, and found that there were many people coming at this moment, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, and when he saw a person in the room, his eyes suddenly became clear.

"Bato is back?"

Seeing the young man who came in, everyone made way for them. Cheng Yang walked to the side of everyone, looking at Barto with concern in his eyes.

There are not many things that make Cheng Yang more concerned about now, but Bator has just one thing here.

Those people in the south have been not being honest all the time, Cheng Yang can hardly let go of his mind, the tribe has been sending people to inquire about the news, and this time the task is handed over to Bator, but he did not expect that Bator would do it so early return.

Did something happen?Worry appeared in Cheng Yang's eyes.

Not only Cheng Yang was curious, but other people in the room also wanted to know what happened. Barto had just rushed back, and Cheng Yang came in without saying anything. Now they also don't know anything.

Surrounded by the crowd, Barto showed a puzzled face, "When we arrived in the south, we found that there were a lot fewer people there..."

When Barto thought about what they saw a few days ago, he felt something was wrong. At first he thought it was just that there were fewer people in the south, but then he discovered how his feeling of something wrong came about.

"We lurked in the south, and found that these days we saw almost all the clansmen of Xuan Niao and Wu Yi..."

Everyone's hearts sank, and they immediately understood the meaning of Barto's words. The people they sent had been lurking around the south for a while to observe. If they only saw people from those two tribes, then the problem would be serious .

Yan looked serious, "Bator, are you sure they are just two tribes?"

They are all tribesmen from the north. How could they know so much about the south? How could they be able to tell which tribe those people belonged to?

Seeing that he was suspected, Barto was not annoyed. In fact, he couldn't believe it in his heart before, worried that he might have made a mistake, but after squatting for so many days, he was sure that he hadn't made a mistake.

"The number of people we saw this time was much smaller than before, and I found that many of them were familiar faces..."

Barto explained earnestly, "We even followed them secretly and found that these people went back in two directions in the end..."

"Where did the others go?"

"Could they all have been killed by the dace?"

"Probably not," a clan elder analyzed, "It wouldn't do them any good either."

"Do you think they will merge like us?" a clan elder asked tentatively.

It's not impossible for the scene to be silent. If those tribes merged with the dace and moved to the dace tribe, it would not be surprising that Bator didn't see them.

"It won't be a merger." Cheng Yang said firmly.

"Why not?"

Everyone looked at Cheng Yang in bewilderment. He said it with such certainty that they couldn't help but be curious.

"The former Qiudi came to our tribe, but he was brought by the Xuanniao and Wuyi tribes, which means that the relationship between the dace and these two tribes is better..."

So if they really want to merge, it should be with these two tribes, not the weak tribes that were robbed of their women by dace.

What is the advantage of merging with those weak tribes, almost all of them are men, is it for their labor?

Cheng Yang's mind flashed, and an idea appeared in his heart, but he frowned, and suppressed the thought that popped up in his heart.

"Chengyang, when are we going to attack those people in the south?"

"That's right, we've been on such high alert for the past three years, it's really annoying."

"Just fight with them, so that they don't dare to think about us!"

"Yes, that's the way it is, why bully us!"

Cheng Yang looked at the indignant men in front of him, and his eyes fell on the table in front of him. He didn't want to do anything. If he didn't prepare well in advance and did it rashly, he would just join in and die.

But after three years, the patience of the clansmen was almost exhausted, always staying timidly in the north, it really made people feel irritable.

"Our target is not the people in the south, but the dace tribe." Cheng Yang reminded the tribe.

"They're all about the same."

From their point of view, those southern tribes may have joined forces with the dace long ago, and they are all people who want to influence their north.

"No, there is a difference."

Cheng Yang felt that if they could win over the tribes in the south, they should try their best to win them over. There was no need to make too many enemies.

"I'm planning to go to the south." Cheng Yang said suddenly, and the presence only thought it exploded in an instant.

"what?!"

"How is this possible?!"

"Yes, this is too dangerous."

Barto disagreed, "Chengyang, the south is indeed dangerous, you should stay in our tribe..."

Cheng Yang looked at Yan seriously, "Boss, I've grown up."

Cheng Yang today is very different from three years ago. Although he is only 12 years old, his height is almost as high as that of an adult in the tribe because he has always eaten meat. Li Suo, if there is a real fight, even the burly Meng is no match for him.

Yan knew all this, but how could he let Cheng Yang go to the south in person?Every time the tribe sent people over there, they would secretly inquire about the news, for fear of being discovered by them. If Cheng Yang went over...

"Boss, have you forgotten, I taught Barto and the others their investigative skills?"

Cheng Yang looked serious, obviously not giving up on his plan, Yan had no choice but to sigh helplessly, but the old man wanted to be a little calmer, for the past three years, he looked older, his eyes became cloudier, now staring at Cheng Yang asked, "Is there any reason why you must go to the south?"

He believed that Cheng Yang would not be a willful person, since he was determined to go there, there must be a reason.

Cheng Yang did have a plan in his heart, but he didn't open his mouth. He had some thoughts in his mind, but he still had to wait to read them before he could say them. If he said it too early, if it was different from what he had imagined, it would be nothing by then. Have fun.

"So when are you going to leave?"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Yan had no choice but to compromise and make arrangements first. Since Cheng Yang insisted on going, he must arrange the people who followed him to ensure his safety.

Cheng Yang knew the leader's plan in his heart, and he never thought that if he had to run to death alone, he might not even be able to get through this dense forest.

But Bator and the others have just returned, so they must take a rest.

"Three days, during these three days, I will arrange the things at hand, and then I will leave."

# # #

The news that Cheng Yang was going to the south quickly spread, and Meng immediately approached him, wanting to go with him, but of course he refused bluntly.

"Why don't you take me there?"

He looked at Cheng Yang angrily, his face full of disbelief, he was the same age as Cheng Yang, now Cheng Yang can go, why can't he?

Cheng Yang didn't want to talk to him, but with his temper, if he really brought it over, it would definitely be a hindrance, and he might cheat a whole team by then.

Looking at Cheng Yang's unmoved face, Meng didn't give up, but Cheng Yang didn't give him a chance and pushed him away mercilessly.

"I also want to prepare supplementary meals for the children, so don't get in my way."

Unhappily looking at Cheng Yang's back as he walked away, he suddenly realized that growing up was not very good. In the past, Cheng Yang would patiently persuade him, but now he just pushed Cheng Yang away and drove to prepare supplementary food. The group of children in the clan actually got a little bit more jealous?

Cheng Yang carefully held a clay basin filled with goat milk, which he had just squeezed out of the sheep pen.

Because of Cheng Yang's careful care in the past three years, the survival rate of the lambs in the tribe is still quite high. Now there are dozens of goats, and the previous sheepfold has been expanded several times.

Now Cheng Yang doesn't let the people of the tribe put their ideas on these goats. He thinks that these goats still need to be cultivated to increase the base, so that they can bring more profits.

Facts have proved that there is no problem with his idea, at least now he can get some rations from a group of lambs, and the milk in this pot is squeezed from the ewes.

Cheng Yang thinks that education should start from an early age, especially when the tribe members are not very smart, their children should be taught well. The kindergarten he opened is like a nursery school, and there are many children aged three to eight in it. Children, and these goat milk is just for them. For children, they need more calcium.

But the goat milk has a fishy smell, and Cheng Yang has to add some dried fruit into it to cook it again, the group of children love to drink it, sometimes there is not much goat milk, Cheng Yang has to add water, so that the children who are waiting to be fed can barely eat it. Portion to a glass.

Although he had to go to the goat pen to milk the cows every day, Cheng Yang managed to use the goat's milk to manage a group of brats submissively. He took the content he usually taught seriously, which made Cheng Yang feel very relieved.

But goat milk is still too little, and the number of those goats is still too little.

"Brother Chengyang!"

"Brother Chengyang!!"

"Wow, you can drink goat's milk again!"

"Brother Chengyang, I want to drink goat milk!"

"I also want!"

"!!!"

Cheng Yang really rarely dealt with children before, but now he realizes that these little guys are sometimes little angels, and sometimes they are simply a group of demons, such a group of children are noisy around him, Cheng Yang feels that he is It's time to stare.

Whoops, the clay pot in my hand can hardly hold it anymore!

"Don't make noise, line up for me one by one!"

Seeing Cheng Yang's stern face, the children who were still noisy before immediately quieted down and lined up very consciously.

Seeing that the scene was quiet and orderly, Cheng Yang smiled.

"That's right, come on, the kid who got the most little red flowers last time comes first!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2121:22:14~2020-04-2221:24:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2174450910 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!