All the savage is jealous, I will farm

The dried bamboo pieces were warm and smooth. Su Yao adjusted the cotton thread to the length of the bamboo slips just rolled up, and a simple wooden slip was ready, but soon he encountered a new problem, no ink and pen.

Usually, wood chips and charcoal slag are enough for writing and drawing on the ground, but the wooden slips are smooth, and writing with charcoal slag is easy to be erased, and the black is not clean. Su Yao had to go to the space to turn over the method of ink.

The process of making ink is a bit troublesome. The first thing to do is to burn the smoke. The smoke produced by different materials is different. Su Yao does not have the right oil in his hand, so he can’t make "oil smoke", so he can only bake it with old pine wood. "Pine smoke" is used as ink.

There is no old pine wood yet, and flue-cured tobacco is too time-consuming, so Su Yao simply waits for some free time to do it.

At this moment, the team that went out to cut firewood also came back. Everyone carried a large pile of firewood on their backs, and a hundred people walked into the tribe in a mighty manner.

The women and slaves who heard the voice hurried to meet outside the tribe, and the whole arena became lively.

The freshly cut firewood cannot be burned directly. The moisture in the wood is too much, it is not easy to ignite, and it is easy to produce soot. size.

The slaves and the people who stayed behind to watch the tribe did these tasks. The warriors who cut down the trees all day needed to have a good rest at night. After all, the work of cutting trees up the mountain would last for several days.

This year, there are iron axes and machetes, and the chopped firewood is much more than before. After a while, dozens of piles of firewood are piled up on the big field. The elderly and children are satisfied with smiles. People bring warmth.

But this year is different. There is cotton in the tribe this year. Aunt Nan Ashan and other capable women have been working day and night to spin a small amount of cotton into cotton thread. quilt.

Su Yao gathered all the villagers together, including Zhong Kuo and Hu Zi, who had been staying at home all the time, and were forced to take them to Dachang. As the cold winter was coming, the tribe would start to distribute cotton.

According to the way of the tribe in the past, people who live in a good place will spend the cold winter alone. Just like Zhongli’s residence, the cave is the safest to be warm in winter and cool in summer; Under the arrangement of the tribe, they spend the winter in a unified way.

So how to allocate cotton has become a headache.After thinking about it, Su Yao still decided to divide it according to the head, three catties of cotton per person over ten years old, and reduce it as appropriate for children, and how to use it after receiving it. The tribe will not interfere any more.

So there was a gathering tonight, saying that the scales used for cotton are old-fashioned wooden steelyard scales, also called "weighing", which were made by Su Yao after imitating the drawings in the book, and the scales were made by him by melting iron.

The person in charge of weighing the cotton was Zhongli, and all the people of the Huangping tribe lined up neatly in several lines, quietly taking their own cotton.

Three catties of cotton sounds like a small amount, and it is enough to use it with animal skins. In the past, the Huangping tribe used animal skins for the winter. It was inconvenient to walk around if they wore too much, and they could not keep warm if they wore too little. They could only rely on fire pits to keep warm.

With cotton, it is different. The dexterous Suya and Ashan made the cotton fluffy and soft, and then cut the two animal skins to fit according to the style of the robe worn by Su Yao, and then filled the two animal skins with cotton. Then use bone needles and cotton thread to sew tightly. In order to prevent the cotton from shrinking into a ball, the two of them specially sewed large and small grids on the animal skin to fix the cotton.

Looking at the animal skin cotton gown that was already somewhat in the style of a modern large cotton coat, Su Yao had to lament the wisdom of the working people. As long as they are inspired, they can create miracles.

When everyone was receiving cotton, Suya and Ashan wore the robes they sewed to show the people in the tribe. The advantages of such robes are obvious, that is, they are convenient for personal daily activities and keep warm. Women in the tribe like it very.

After chopping firewood for seven days in a row, small snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky in the evening, and the cold winter came.

This means that the busiest day in the tribe is about to begin.

Just after dawn, there was a call for assembly in the tribe, and everyone gathered in the big field with animal skin bags and long ropes.

The people stand separately according to their ages. Young people aged 35 to 35 form a team, elderly people over 13 years old form a team, teenagers aged [-] to [-] form a team, and children aged [-] to [-] form a team.

These are the most fair distribution methods of the Huangping tribe. The priests and patriarchs of the tribe will make the most reasonable distribution according to the performance of each person on weekdays. This year, there is another Su Yao who is in charge.

Strips of bacon were distributed, and most people had no objection, only Zhong Kuo and Hu Zi.

"Why do you only give me three pieces of meat? Am I not from the Huangping tribe?" It was Zhong Kuo who spoke. He now feels that Su Yao is a disaster star, who is here to kill him. If he knew that he shouldn't have started Instead of begging for Su Yao for Huzi, he directly beat him to death.

The malice from Zhong Kuo was too obvious, Zhong Li immediately sank his face and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Su Yao, but others couldn't stop him.

Chu Shan, Ake and others were all helping to share the food, so they also stood together. Hearing this, Chu Shan was the first to be unhappy, and rolled up his animal skin sleeves to beat Zhong Kuo.

The patriarch, Zhongta, didn't look good either. Now that he can't control his son at all, he simply doesn't care anymore.

Seeing that Chu Shan and Ake had already walked in front of Zhong Kuo and were about to grab his arm, Zhong Kuo took a step back in fear, but the malice in his eyes remained undiminished, and finally the priest spoke:

"Zhong Kuo, if you have any dissatisfaction, come to me. These are all arranged by me."

Zhong Kuo was puzzled, and asked loudly: "Grandpa Priest, why do you even help this guy? He is clearly aiming at me."

The priest's crutches hit the ground heavily, and he was obviously angry: "You haven't done a day's work for the whole autumn harvest season, what food do you want? Where do you have the face to ask for food, if it's not for your parents In terms of share, I won't even share these three pieces of meat with you."

Seeing that there was no one to help him, Zhong Kuo closed his mouth and angrily went to fetch the meat. Chu Shan, who was in charge of dividing the meat, sneered without even raising his eyelids, lifted the two legs with less meat and a smaller piece of meat, and handed it to him. Zhong Kuo.

Zhong Kuo gritted his teeth, picked up the meat and left, not even taking the dried vegetables and potatoes.

When he arrived at Huzi's place, he saw with his own eyes that Zhong Kuo had learned a lesson, so he didn't dare to say anything, and walked away despondently carrying his own food under the mocking eyes of Ake and others.

According to the rules in the tribe, young adults and teenagers should share the fattest and best food, while children should share the first-class meat. When it comes to the elderly, the meat with the most bones is what they get.

Fortunately, there are a lot of dried vegetables and potatoes stored this year, and the old man's food is enough to fill his stomach.

The food of the slaves is even lower, and it is directly distributed to the master's family, while the food of the slaves owned by the tribe will be supervised and distributed daily.

In the past years, it often happened in the tribe that the slaves starved to death after eating the food from the slaves. This year, there was enough food in order to prevent this phenomenon from happening again. A meal of meat.

Others can supervise each other, such a guarantee is undoubtedly a life-saving straw for the slaves, and the slaves of the entire tribe are grateful to Su Yao.

After the distribution, about one-third of the food left in the tribe is owned by the tribe and is the emergency reserve of the tribe. If something unexpected happens, the tribe can last for a period of time by relying on this food.

The snowflakes in the sky soon turned into heavy snow, and the wolf in the forest dragged a long and sad tone to deliver the news, gathering the wolf soldiers and generals on his territory.

The old, weak, widowed, and those whose houses were not warm also began to live in groups.

The mountain area occupied by the Huangping tribe is dominated by rocky mountains. There are four similar large caves, and there are some small caves around. Among them, food storage occupies one large cave, and the other three are old and weak. Widows, ordinary families and tribal slaves live.

The two caves near the food storage were occupied by the priest and the patriarch's family respectively, so it was convenient to take care of them if something happened.

But when there are too many people living together, the conflict arises again. Everyone wants to live in the deep part of the cave because the deep part is the warmest. No one wants to live because of the wind and cold at the entrance of the cave. A clump situation.

What's more, a fire started in the cave, and the fire went inside. No matter how much firewood was burned outside, it didn't work. I wasted my own firewood to send warmth to others.

In this way, various disputes arose from time to time in the cave due to territorial competition and crowding. In previous years, priests and patriarchs were in charge of these matters, but this year Su Yao had the highest voice in the tribe, so someone asked him to come here.

Su Yao was roasting wild rabbits and eating glutinous rice balls stuffed with sesame seeds in his own cave, when someone came to his door to complain, and when he heard that everyone had their own complaints, he felt that he was at a disadvantage and others were taking advantage of him.

It seems that after the beginning of spring, a warm and stable house must be built, Su Yao thought so, but the house will not be built for a while, and the current problems have to be solved one by one.

Su Yao analyzed it carefully. In the final analysis, it was caused by the coldness at the entrance of the cave, so just find a way to block the cave.

But the stone cave is more than three meters high and the entrance is irregular, so Su Yao couldn't think of a perfect way for a while, so Su Yao had to think of a compromise way and build the door himself.

Before the snow was too thick, all the people living in the cave shouted. There was a clear division of labor between those who weaved thin grass ropes, those who cut bamboo, and those who cut bamboo. As soon as the hole was blocked, the air-conditioning was covered.

This is not enough, Su Yao deliberately found cold-resistant vine seeds, and demonstrated the ability to grow vines with bare hands on the spot, resulting in dense vines winding along the bamboo board, covering the bamboo board with a thick layer, leaving only There is a small door for people to go in and out.

In order to prevent the people in the cave from suffocating due to insufficient oxygen, Su Yao also opened several vents in hidden places, so that the people in the cave can live warmly and unobstructed.

However, after only one day, Su Yao discovered a headache...

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