Three sunny days later, Zhang Heng lay leisurely on a boulder and sunbathed. Next to him was a jar of freshly filtered starch slurry. Perhaps because it had been left for a long time, the starch had settled down, and a thin layer of starch was spread on the bottom of the jar.
layer.
"Pfft!" Zhang Heng turned over, stretched out his index finger and stirred in the jar for a moment. After the starch melted into the water again, he took a big sip, "Tsk tsk!" He smacked his mouth, fresh and mellow,
Not dry mouth, the taste is really amazing, at first he never
I never thought that starch could be eaten like this. The idea suddenly came to me until I filtered it a lot. I fell in love with this slurry as soon as I tried it. Primitive people also liked it very much. It is not only delicious, but also filling. The starch is refined.
The essence from plant tubers.
"Hoo'er, hey, hey!" But below, I saw the primitive people competing in a lively manner.
Zhang Heng always wanted to reward him, but he didn't expect that the first reward would be this simple starch. A hundred steps away from the east side of the ditch, there was a row of targets, ten in total, with sizes decreasing in order. The largest one was as big as a dustpan, and the smallest one was
It's a little bigger than a fist
The sweet potatoes are made of soft plant stems. Arrows can be easily shot into them without damaging the arrows. On the other side, there is a row of targets fifty steps away to the west. They are made of the same material. Men are on the left and women are on the right.
, the man shoots one hundred steps, and the woman shoots fifty steps.
As long as you can hit the biggest target, you will be rewarded with a mouthful of starch slurry. The targets will decrease in sequence, and the starch rewards will increase in sequence. If you can hit the smallest sweet potato target, Wang said, you can drink the slurry at will in the future, it tastes great!
As soon as such a reward came out, in addition to children, even half-year-olds also participated, hoping to shoot on the target to win the reward, because the king would personally deliver the starch slurry, which was the highest honor.
But in the end, among the men, apart from Big Beard, who hit three targets, No. 10, Nine, and Eight, and won six drinks rewards, only Qin Shou and Cugu hit target No. 10, and won one reward.
Among the women, only Mei and another woman from the Hyuga tribe hit the No. 10 target fifty steps away. Faced with such a bleak situation, Zhang Heng felt helpless and lucky. No wonder he couldn't hit the biggest target either.
It turns out that the target is not that he has no talent, but that the environment of the original space is like this. Of course, it is also possible that he set the distance too far.
The half-grown children are unable to shoot fifty paces due to their weak strength, so Beifang is seizing the time to create a target of thirty paces.
The archery activity continued in earnest, and the results were tallied by Wu. Wu had made rapid progress. He was already able to use numerical units skillfully, and could add and subtract numbers within ten with his fingers. It made him sigh, no matter in reality,
Still primitive, fingers are often the best practice props for digital beginners.
After all, the targets were limited, and primitive people could not control their time at will, because they had to participate in tribal work, and the work they were doing now was making starch.
Most of them are very powerful. Zhang Heng made the request. Two days ago, everyone found several large natural stone troughs for him, and worked together to carry them back. The next step is simple. After roughly washing the sweet potatoes, throw the stones together with the skin.
into the trough, and then beat it with a big stick until it becomes pulpy. When a certain amount is reached, fill it with spring water from a jar and stir it evenly with a wooden stick.
After that, use a jar to scoop the slightly turbid slurry into the woven funnel. Below the funnel is another stone trough. The slurry flowing out through the gap in the funnel needs to settle in the stone trough for half a day, and then it is gently scooped out.
of clean water, grab the starch mud and apply it evenly on the big green leaves, put it in the sun to dry, and after evaporating the water, it becomes starch, which is specially stored by the witch as a luxury food for the tribe.
The dregs left in the funnel were directly used to feed chickens and ducks. It didn't matter if hundreds of chickens and ducks couldn't finish it. Just catch some large beasts and feed them back. To Zhang Heng's surprise, as long as they were herbivores, they all liked them.
Eating the dregs left after filtering made him think about the food problem in future breeding. The powdered dregs can be solved. It is too wasteful to feed sweet potatoes directly.
Primitive people have a tacit understanding of each other's labor, and they will choose the parts they can do, which results in each process being completed well. Those who are strong can beat the sweet potato puree, those who are weak can scoop out water, and those who are conscious and careful can apply it.
The powder slurry is dried into powder.
Of course, there are also people who think that they can retire after success, and that is Zhang Heng. He lay directly on the big rock to bask in the sun. This was the first time that he lived so leisurely in the primitive space. Well, if the forest in the distance
It would have been better if there were no roars of beasts.
I moved my hands and feet, and after lying down for only half a day, I felt that I couldn't lie down anymore. I felt uncomfortable all over, so I wanted to move around. I immediately jumped off the boulder and ran to practice archery. "Whoosh!"
Freely, ten arrows were shot out one after another, and the arrows missed the target!
He smiled bitterly, and simply ran to the target fifty paces from the women, and fired ten arrows again. This time, he actually hit the No. 10 target, which was the largest of the three arrows. Not bad, very good. This was almost on the same level as Mei.
But immediately the bearded man came over, shot out an arrow, and directly hit the women's No. 3 target. Zhang Heng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, patted the bearded shoulder, and could only sigh that it was indeed a wooden bow.
The indirect inventor took the lead with his talent, leaving everyone far behind.
However, Zhang Heng was not discouraged. After all, talent has a small probability. Even if you don’t have talent, you can improve your hit rate through proficiency. Primitive people actually had plenty of time. Now that there are more men in the tribe, they can catch a living person once they go hunting together.
When the beast came back, it was too hot to make bacon, so he put the beast into a cage. When he wanted to eat meat, a man would go in and fight in the cage. This not only exercised his fighting ability, but also killed the beast so that he could eat the meat.
Of course, during the fight, there are men standing guard outside the cage to avoid accidents, and the black powder configured by the witch can also temporarily expel the beast, and can be used to save lives at critical moments.
Zhang Heng had been trying to figure out what this black powder was, but the witch said it was given to him by the flames of the Kui tribe. Zhang Heng was depressed and looked forward to visiting the Kui tribe.
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Five solar days later, seven of the twenty adult men were able to hit target No. 10. Qin Shou and Cugu both hit target No. 7, and Bearded Man hit target No. 3 a hundred paces away. Only Football Mouth
, with this hit rate, you can already hit the head of a beast within a hundred steps. Of course, you have to practice it, because the beast does not have a fixed target and will run away.
Neither Ba nor Yu Ming hit the target. Well, together with Zhang Heng, they were like brothers in the same boat. They had no choice but to find another way out. In fact, it was Zhang Heng himself who lamented, because the two men didn't think bows and arrows were good at all, axes and chains were.
The exclusive love of two people.
In the early morning, Zhang Heng carved another stroke on the stone slab. It was time to set off, go outside the forest to have a look, and then come back before winter, because wherever he disappeared, he would appear again next time.
He doesn't want to return to reality in the mountains. What if there happens to be a big tiger lying next to him when he enters the space next time? The consequences...
"Witch, I'm going to the Kui tribe to visit. I'll be back before winter. I'll take half of the men with me." Zhang Heng thought for a while and said. He originally planned to take them all away, but now the women's bows and arrows have a very weak hit rate and are not powerful.
They are not as powerful as the men, and they are not enough to defend the tribe. Some men must be left behind.
But this time the witch's answer surprised him: "The king, the witch, wants to go to the Kui tribe." Then he pointed to the stone tablets that have been preserved one after another, which contain records of what happened in these days, as well as the previous "Xunxing".
"Egg" and other events.
Zhang Heng wiped his forehead. He was not going to spread the great and glorious events of the "King". If he brought Wu Ti to brag about his slate, it would make him lose face. Previously, he was curious about the progress of the words created by Wu.
Asked about the meaning of these stone slabs
, so I have figured out that the above are all exaggerating and bragging about his achievements. For example, in the early days, he easily killed the tiger alone, but the real situation was clearly that N men from the Quebec tribe were holding him down, and he just stepped forward and easily
It's just a stabbing.
"King, King Taihao, King's Taihao tribe, tribe!" Wu suddenly raised his scepter and roared loudly.
"Tribe!" Yu Ming ran over quickly, also holding the scepter high to show his status.
"The king's tribe!" Mei's voice shouted, and there was also a scepter.
Zhang Heng smiled bitterly. This was a trap for himself. It was he who gave the wooden crutches a special meaning. Now the three crutches held high represent the will of the entire tribe in disguise, that is, they all agree with the witch to go out with the stone slab. Take a deep breath, no
Thinking too much, he also roared: "Tribe, everything is for the tribe!"
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