"Everyone, work harder and go back to eat after digging these fields!"
In the cultivated land, Gan Song worked hard to turn the wasteland over with bone blades while shouting to the tourists.
As soon as tourists hear the word "eat", their tired bodies are suddenly filled with strength and motivation.
The soil on the wasteland is very compact and covered with grass roots, tree roots, gravel, etc. It takes a lot of effort to carve it out.
But for those tourists, they can eat as soon as they open up wasteland, which is much better than their previous life. At least they don't have to go to the jungle to fight against wild beasts.
With the efforts of Gan Song and these tourists, the cultivated land area of the Teng tribe is expanding bit by bit.
If all goes well, these new cultivated lands will bring more food to the Vine tribe.
In front of the bamboo house, Jiang Xuan drained all the water from a pond dug last year.
At the bottom of the pond embankment, a simple drainage channel was built with stones. All you need to do is dig out the stones and mud blocking the drainage channel.
"Crash..."
The drainage channel was dug by Jiang Xuan, and the water in the pond flowed out.
Jiang Xuan placed a small fence on the inside of the drainage channel, which can not only drain water, but also prevent the fish in the pond from running out.
Dajiao and several tourists stood beside Jiang Xuan, each holding a rattan basket for holding fish.
When the water in the pond was drained, Dajiao and the other tourists entered the pond barefoot and put fish one by one into rattan baskets.
"When you see a female fish with a big belly, be careful, catch it alone, and put it in the rattan basket by the stream. The other fish will be dumped into other ponds to continue raising."
"Okay."
Dajiao agreed, and then led the people to continue catching fish.
Jiang Xuan caught a big-bellied female fish with his own hands, and then carefully brought it to the creek.
There is a large rattan basket beside the stream, placed in a place with gentle water flow, half submerged under the water and half above the water.
Jiang Xuan put the female fish into the rattan basket. The female fish swam twice and then gradually calmed down. Its gills opened and closed in the clear stream, absorbing the oxygen in the water.
Jiang Xuan, Dajiao, and the tourists caught all the fish that could be seen in the pond, and finally got a dozen big-bellied female fish.
These female fish are herbivorous fish and already have a large number of fish eggs in their bellies, which Jiang Xuan plans to use to breed fry.
Because of this, he would clean up a pond specifically.
Otherwise, if there are too many miscellaneous fish in the pond, they will eat the eggs they lay, and it will be impossible to breed a lot of fish.
"Chief, why do we raise our own fry?"
Dajiao asked Jiang Xuan.
In his opinion, wouldn't it be easier to just catch the fish outside and fatten them up?
While Jiang Xuan was cleaning the pond mud, he asked: "Dajiao, have you ever thought that the number of fish in the river will gradually decrease if we catch it for a long time?"
Dajiao was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly: "Will it?"
"Of course, haven't you noticed that there are fewer fish in the creek?"
Dajiao thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "It seems that it has indeed become less."
Jiang Xuan continued: "This situation will become more serious as the population of our tribe increases, until one day we will not be able to catch any decent big fish either in the creek or the river.
There are even very few small fish!"
Jiang Xuan's words made Dajiao feel nervous.
Fish is one of the most important food sources for the Vine tribe. Without fish, it would be hard for him to imagine what it would be like.
"Then...then what should we do?" Dajiao asked subconsciously.
"It's very simple."
Jiang Xuan packed the pond mud into a fine rattan basket and poured it outside the pond embankment. Then he looked at Dajiao and said, "We cultivate our own fry, and then put the fry into the ponds, streams, and Feiyu River every year."
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"Chief, I can understand...if you put it in the pond, but if you put it in the creek or Feiyu River, wouldn't the fish run away?"
As a tribesman, it is difficult for Dajiao to understand this behavior.
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "If you think about it another way, except for our tribe, there is no other tribe fishing nearby!"
"This seems to be right."
"So, whether it is a small stream or Feiyu River, it is equivalent to our big fish pond. Those fry released will still be ours sooner or later."
After listening to Jiang Xuan's words, Dajiao still didn't quite understand, but he didn't dwell on the issue anymore.
Anyway, the leader is smarter. Whatever the leader says, they just do it.
Jiang Xuan took Dajiao and a few tourists to clean up the accumulated mud in the pond. Some miscellaneous fish hidden in the pond mud were also cleaned up at the same time.
For example, loach, eel, snakehead fish, etc., if they are allowed to live in the pond, a large number of fish eggs and fry will be eaten.
"Okay, now let's drain the water, clean up the pond mud, and let it sit in the sun for two more days, and then we'll be fine."
Jiang Xuan walked to the creek, washed his hands carefully, and then asked Dajiao to put a lid on the rattan basket and keep an eye on the female fish.
After finishing working on the fish pond, it was already noon.
"It's time to eat!"
The woman in charge of cooking shouted, and then, both the members of the Vine tribe and the tourists packed up their tools and happily returned to their respective houses, taking simple bowls and chopsticks.
Most of them take bamboo bowls, because the Teng tribe has a large bamboo forest, and bamboo bowls are the easiest to obtain.
As for chopsticks, in fact, most people are not used to using them, but if they don’t use chopsticks, they won’t eat, so they work hard to learn to use chopsticks.
Soon, the spectacular scene of more than a hundred people eating appeared.
"Come one by one, don't crowd, I won't starve you to death!"
A few fierce women were responsible for bringing food to the tourists. Although their tone was not kind, the tourists laughed along with them. After all, if they offended her, they would easily go hungry.
There are several large pottery cauldrons with various foods cooked in them, including plant tubers, wild vegetable leaves, bamboo shoots, some meat, etc.
Naturally, you can’t force the taste of this kind of messy stew, but tourists don’t care about the taste, they only care about filling their stomachs.
After finishing the meal, these tourists can also scoop up a bowl of soup to drink. Although there are not many vegetables in the soup, tourists still rush to drink it because salt is added to the soup, giving it a salty aroma.
Before coming to the Teng tribe, they never thought that one day they would be able to eat salt every day.
Having food to eat and salt to eat is a very happy thing for these tourists. What more taste is needed?
Jiang Xuan also returned to the bamboo house for dinner. The food he ate was better than that of the tourists. At least there was more meat and the taste was better.
And he also has pottery bowls and carefully polished bamboo chopsticks.
Jiang Xuan filled a bowl full of food, then walked outside the bamboo house and sat on a flat stone, basking in the sun and looking at the scenery in the distance while eating comfortably.
This is a rare leisure time in the day.
Nan Xing was also sitting next to Jiang Xuan. Red peony root, Uncaria striata, and stone loach all went out hunting and would not be back soon.
Jiang Xuan was picking up food in his mouth. Suddenly, he saw a group of very large birds appearing in the sky, and they were flying lower and lower, as if they were about to land on the Vine Tribe.
Jiang Xuan stood up immediately. With his extraordinary eyesight, he found that there were many things hunched over the backs of these big birds, and it seemed that there were people.
Who are these people? What do they want to do?
Jiang Xuan had doubts in his heart and stared at the sky warily.