Peaceful days always pass quickly, and in a blink of an eye, autumn is here.
End of August.
Jiang Xuan walked in the vast crop fields, looking at the crops that were mature or about to mature, and he felt a sense of satisfaction and pride in his heart.
As the population grew, the planting teams became larger and larger, and more and more wasteland was opened up. Without measuring tools, Jiang Xuan could no longer figure out how much crop land the Teng tribe had.
Bamboo wheat is a new variety traded from the Black Tooth Tribe this year.
This kind of wheat looks like a small bamboo, but the leaves are much wider, and after forming ears, it looks a bit like sorghum.
Jiang Xuan picked a green-skinned bamboo wheat from a bunch of plump wheat ears, put it in his mouth and bit it. He heard a "crack" sound as the wheat grain was bitten into pieces.
Jiang Xuan chewed it, nodded and said: "It seems that this kind of bamboo wheat is green, will not turn yellow, and is ready for harvest."
Gan Song stood next to Jiang Xuan and said with a smile: "I feel mature too, so I will lead people to harvest in the afternoon."
Jiang Xuan nodded and said: "I will have people work harder to weave reed mats. If the weather is good, the harvested bamboo and wheat will be dried in the sun and then moved into the granary."
Cereal grains are more troublesome in this regard. They require a lot of effort to dry, otherwise they cannot be stored for a long time and will become moldy.
Tuberous foods such as round potatoes and stone eggs do not have this kind of trouble. You can just dry the mud on them and then find a warehouse or cellar to store them.
The previous month, the Teng tribe built two more large granaries, and now they are waiting for these new grains to be put into the warehouses.
Just as Jiang Xuan was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, so he turned around and said, "By the way, for each kind of grain and vegetables, select the best and fullest ones and save them. After the autumn harvest, the tribe will hold a big sacrifice."
As soon as he heard the word "Great Sacrifice", Gan Song's eyes lit up.
The Great Sacrifice is the most important day of the year for the tribesmen, even more important than the New Year celebrations in Jiang Xuan's previous life.
On the day of the Great Sacrifice, the entire tribe will dress up and prepare abundant sacrifices to worship the totem god.
After the totem god enjoys the sacrifices, he often turns more ordinary tribesmen into warriors, enhancing the overall strength of the tribe.
The tribesmen provide sacrifices and devout faith to the totem god, and the totem god provides shelter to the tribesmen and improves the overall strength. Both parties benefit.
"Don't worry, chief. I will definitely choose the best grains and vegetables as sacrifices to satisfy the Vine God."
Jiang Xuan nodded and walked towards the new granary.
There is a large flat area outside the new granary, which is specially set aside for drying.
Now, this flat land is covered with reeds.
The women in the clothing workshop, as well as the men Jiang Xuan transferred from other places, are all working hard to weave large reed mats.
The southern wasteland is humid and rainy, so it is impossible to dry food directly on the ground.
Since there was no cement, there was no way to harden the ground, so a large number of reed mats were woven for drying grain.
When drying on reed mats, one is relatively clean and isolates moisture from the ground, and the other is that once it rains, it will be harvested faster.
It rains a lot in the Southern Wilderness, so drying the grain is quite troublesome. It often takes a long time to dry the food, and when you see it is about to rain, you have to put it away again, which is very hard work.
Fortunately, the time for harvesting and drying is not very long every year. It is only the hard work of autumn harvest. After the autumn harvest is over, the planting team is basically free.
Since Poria is about to give birth, Feng Cao is now in charge of the clothing workshop, and the people who weave reed mats are naturally under her control.
Jiang Xuan walked up to Fengcao and asked: "How many reed mats have been woven now?"
Fengcao raised his head, wiped the sweat that was about to flow into his eyes, and said: "Go back to the leader, we have woven more than fifty reed mats now."
"Okay, the planting team has started to prepare for the autumn harvest. Make sure there are enough reed mats, otherwise the grain will not be dried and we will be in trouble."
Feng Cao said with firm eyes: "Don't worry, leader, we will definitely be able to weave enough reed mats to dry all the food."
Jiang Xuan nodded and said: "Everyone, please work hard. After the autumn harvest is completed, I will give some rewards to each of you."
"Thank you, chief."
After Fengcao finished speaking, he continued to weave the reed mat. This was a very time-consuming job, so you must seize the time.
Jiang Xuan looked at the semi-finished reed mats and the finished reed mats again, and found no problems.
He is quite satisfied with this. Feng Cao's ability is indeed very good, he can manage so many people obediently, and he also controls the quality very well.
Jiang Xuan went to the breeding area again and asked Dajiao to select suitable livestock and poultry as sacrifices in advance and raise them well.
Dajiao was already familiar with this kind of thing, and he agreed confidently.
Later, Jiang Xuan went to the hunting team and fishing team respectively to tell them to find suitable sacrifices.
These teams all took action one after another, working hard for the tribe's great sacrifice.
That afternoon, the autumn harvest of the Vine Tribe officially began.
Both the tribe members and the captives participated in this busy autumn harvest.
Everyone divided the work and cooperated. Some people were responsible for harvesting, some were responsible for pulling the grain off the straw, some were responsible for carrying it, and some were responsible for drying.
Although the autumn harvest is tiring, everyone's faces are filled with joyful smiles.
Food is always the most important thing to tribal people.
This year's bumper harvest means that the people of the Teng tribe don't have to worry about going hungry anymore.
Even the captives worked harder after discovering that the Teng tribe's food was piling up like mountains.
At the same time, more people are eager to get rid of their status as captives and truly join the Vine tribe.
Because in the Vine tribe, they saw the hope of living and living better!
For the tribesmen, hope is not those illusory dreams, but food, clothing, houses within reach, and a strong tribe that can protect them.
With these things, we don’t have to live a precarious life, and we have hope and hope for the future.
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On the sixth day of September, after nearly ten months of pregnancy, Poria and Uncaria's child was finally born.
That night, Poria was sleeping when she suddenly screamed, waking Uncaria from her sleep.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
Uncaria used the light of the fire to see Poria's painful face.
"Hurry, go and ask a witch, our child seems to be born."
"Okay, just hold on, I'll go ask a witch right away."
Uncaria grabbed the clothes casually, then picked up a torch in the corner of the room and lit it. He ran outside and randomly put the clothes on his body.
He hurriedly ran towards the bamboo forest, but as soon as he entered, he was stopped by the guards.
The bamboo forest of the Teng tribe not only has an altar, but also has leaders and shamans living there, so it is very heavily guarded, especially at night.
"Captain Undo, where are you going so late?"
"Fu Ling is about to give birth. I'm going to ask the witch for help."
When the soldiers of the guard heard this, they did not dare to delay. They immediately asked two soldiers to accompany Uncaria and ran into the bamboo forest and arrived outside Chishao's yard.
"Dong dong dong..."
"Witch, witch..."
Uncaria knocked on the door and shouted anxiously.
"Come right away."
In the house, Chi Shao immediately got up from the bed and opened the door.
When tribal warriors knock on the door in the middle of the night, it's probably because something urgent has happened.
"Squeak..."
After the yard gate was opened, Uncaria immediately explained the situation.
"Wait a minute, I'll go in and get something."
Chi Shao hurried back to the bamboo house, lit a big candle, and took some medicine. Then, under the protection of the guards, he left the bamboo forest and ran to the house where Uncaria lived.
In another courtyard, Jiang Xuan got up immediately when he heard such a loud noise and followed him there.
After arriving outside the house where Undou lived, Chi Shao led a female warrior inside, while Jiang Xuan, Untou and the others could only stay outside.
The tribal people's bodies are relatively strong, not to mention that Poria has long since become a warrior, so generally there will be no problems in giving birth.
Children are often born in the tribe, and Chi Shao has delivered many babies, so she has rich experience.
Jiang Xuan even occasionally heard a few women chatting. Before coming to the Vine Tribe, they all delivered his babies themselves, very vigorously.
"ah……"
Poria's painful cry came from the house, and Uncaria walked anxiously outside the door, not knowing where to put her hands.
Being a father for the first time, my emotions were quite complicated.
Jiang Xuan grabbed Uncaria and said, "Don't worry, as long as the witch is here, everything will be fine."
"That's right, as long as the witch is here, nothing will happen."
Undo muttered a few words, trying to give himself confidence, but his mood could not calm down.
This is a very torturous process, and time seems to suddenly slow down at this time.
Maybe after a few minutes, maybe more than ten minutes, a loud cry of a baby suddenly came from the room.
"Chief, it's happening! It's happening!"
Undouji was so excited that he wanted to jump up, and his whole mood was extremely exciting.
After a while, a female warrior came out and congratulated Goudo: "Congratulations to Chief Undou, for giving birth to a big fat boy. He will definitely be a brave warrior in the future."
"Is Poria okay?"
"It's okay, there is a witch here."
"That's good, that's good..."
After a while, Chi Shao came out and told Uncaria some things that needed attention.
The Uncaria chick nodded like it was pecking at rice, and then couldn't wait to see the child.
The child was wrapped in a soft animal skin. Because he was just born, his little face was red and wrinkled.
Uncaria picked up the child carefully, not knowing where to place her hands.
After a while, Goudou said: "He is so small, and a little... ugly..."
"show me."
Fu Ling was very tired on the bed, but she also wanted to see her child.
Uncaria knelt down carefully and let Fuling watch the child by the light of the fire.
Poria looked at it for a moment, then said sadly: "It's true... it's a little ugly..."
The female warrior on the side said: "Newborn children are like this. After two days, their faces will grow and become beautiful."
Uncaria and Poria breathed a sigh of relief. Who doesn't like their children to look better?
Uncaria was busy holding her child, while Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao returned to their respective yards to continue sleeping. After all, it was still midnight.
The real second generation of the Vine Tribe was born, and Jiang Xuan was still very happy.
Uncaria's children, including other children born in the Vine tribe, are the hope of the future of the tribe.
The next day, Undo ran over excitedly and asked Jiang Xuan to name the child.
When Jiang Xuan heard about naming, he felt his head was pounding, so he asked him to find Chi Shao again.
Uncaria went to kill a prey in person and carried it to Red Shao's yard. First, she thanked Red Shao for delivering Poria and asked her to give her a name.
Chi Shao is a shaman from the Teng tribe. He has done this job of helping with names many times, so he is very skilled in the business.
She pondered for a while, glanced at the pile of herbs in front of her, and then said to Uncaria: "Let's call it Tiandong."
"Tiandong, Tiandong, this name sounds nice, thank you Wu."
Uncaria recited it twice and became happy. What a nice name!
Chi Shao nodded with a smile, and then accepted the prey as a thank you gift.
Uncaria ran home happily and told Fu Ling and other acquaintances about Wu Chi's name.
Soon, everyone knew that Uncaria's son was called "Tiandong".
Jiang Xuan also sent them some sugar and salt to congratulate them on having children.
The autumn harvest of the Vine Tribe continues, and the three spacious granaries are being filled bit by bit.
During this period, Jiang Xuan took people to the ruins of the Blue Sheep tribe again to harvest this year's insect wax.
Due to neglect of management, this year's insect wax production was significantly less than in previous years.
However, the wax forest planted by the Vine Tribe has begun to take shape. As long as the wax trees grow up in a year or two, when the wax worms lay their eggs, they can bring a large number of eggs back to the wax forest in the Vine Tribe's territory for breeding.
By then, the production of insect wax will definitely be higher than in previous years!
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Southern Wilderness, Frog Tribe.
"Qua..."
In the large pond, giant frogs ate insects and chirped loudly.
In autumn, the lives of most insects have come to an end, and the flight speed of those flying insects also slows down.
This is a carnival for giant frogs.
Giant frogs eat a lot of bugs every day and gain weight to cope with the energy consumption during hibernation.
Although when they were in the frog tribe, due to the abnormal weather, these giant frogs had never hibernated since they were born.
But the instinct engraved in their blood makes them immediately start preparing for hibernation when they feel the weather changes in the southern wilderness.
Next to the large pond, patches of thorn bushes and bushes have been cleared.
The members of the Frog Tribe built wooden houses one after another on a small amount of flat land next to the large pond and on a relatively gentle hillside.
This remote and desolate land finally has a bit of a tribal look.
In the early morning, the frog tribe shaman stood by the pond and said to the leader beside him: "The weather is getting colder. We must seize the time to stock up on food. Otherwise, when winter comes and the giant frogs hibernate, our tribe will starve to death."
Huo Meng said: "Don't worry Wu, I will lead the soldiers to get all the food that can be obtained nearby."
Wu nodded and asked again: "Is there any news from the Teng tribe?"
Huo Meng shook his head and said: "Our place is too remote and we can't even catch tourists. If you want to know where the Vine Tribe is, I guess you have to look further afield."
"Then we can only wait until winter is over before looking for it."
Wu closed his eyes, feeling the coldness in the air, and said: "I haven't seen snow in many years. I almost forgot what it looks like when it snows..."
Huo Meng said: "We will see you this year."
The two stood by the large pond for a while, and then Huo Meng took the warriors of the frog tribe and the giant frogs to the forest to hunt and collect and store food for the winter.