"King, beast tide!" Spring Witch spoke out the syllables and brought back his thoughts.
He nodded, and now it’s time to get down to business. In addition, he also felt that although the wood tribe’s lair was beautiful and could indeed resist the herd of beasts, it had considerable limitations and was not suitable for the subsequent development of the tribe.
This is probably because of the disappearance of the Chao family in history. The nest is just excessive. Now that Zhang Heng has arrived, he plans to directly transform the nest into a house. Skip this section.
Although he thinks this way, it does not affect his appreciation and love for the nest. If he had such a nest in reality, even people in the city would like it very much, not to mention people in the village!
When he came back to his senses, he had no good solution for the time being on how to resist the herd of beasts. Apart from strengthening the tribe itself, the only thing he could think of that could be popularized was animal pens. He also discovered that although the Wood Tribe lived in trees,
But it is ventilated from all sides. This circle of animal pens,
It is equivalent to trapping himself in it. It is not convenient to open up land to grow sweet potatoes in the forest. Slash-and-burn farming alone is impossible. Flames are a fatal hazard to the forest. It is probably for this reason that he is not there.
The wooden tribe saw a fire to preserve it.
He told Wu these thoughts and asked Wu to translate them, but he was distracted, guessing what the food of the Mu tribe was. If he was not used to eating it, he could barbecue it by himself while the time was still early.
"Sun King!" Jiang An's voice came.
Soon the man entered the lair, followed by several people. The things they were holding in their hands made Zhang Heng's scalp numb, because most of the things in their arms were snakes, or should be called snake-like molluscs.
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"Is this for eating?" Zhang Heng had to ask quickly.
Soon he got the definite answer, and Wu told him excitedly. This was specially used by the Wood Tribe to entertain them.
Zhang Heng resisted his nausea and watched as he cut off the snake skin. He tore off the crystal strips of meat and put them on the big leaf in the middle. Besides snakes, they were birds. There were several species, one of which Zhang Heng had known before.
I have seen them with very long and colorful tails and weighing about two to three pounds, which is far inferior to the weight of a chicken.
But seeing the men directly inserting sharp wooden sticks into the necks of the birds, the dripping blood was wrapped in green leaves and quickly delivered to them, otherwise it would solidify quickly. Zhang Heng took one first
. He was finally able to accept this, so he immediately opened the green leaves and tasted the blood of this colorful bird. Well, it was still hot, and the taste was actually quite good. Maybe it was because there was too little blood. A bird
All the blood that flowed out could not fill a cup worth one tael.
"It tastes good!" Zhang Heng exclaimed in praise. This was the courtesy of a guest, saying that he really liked the taste of bird blood.
"King!" Mu Wu smiled all over his face, and the wrinkles on his forehead also relaxed a lot.
At this time, Zhang Heng also noticed that the old man Wu had a special status in the tribe and had always dominated the men. And among Taihao's men here, even the cruel Yu Ming and the animalistic Qin Shou also gave the wood witch a lot of attention.
With enough respect, the shaman of a primitive tribe is really a good position. It is similar to the real ancient sages!
"How did you catch this bird?" Zhang Heng asked his doubts. He thought about it for a long time and only thought of bows and arrows and traps to capture the birds. Bows and arrows are now available, but the hit rate is not high. As for traps, they have not yet been
Start working on it. Bamboo is easier to make traps than wood, so it will take some time. And he still needs experiments to judge the feasibility of the traps. Now he can only make small traps for catching mice, but they are for village children.
Just childhood fun!
"Go up the tree and catch it in the nest!" Wu translated.
Zhang Heng was shocked that he could do this, but he was relieved when he thought about the abilities of the men of the Wood Tribe. He looked at Qin Shou next to him, and the other party nodded. It seemed that Qin Shou also had this ability, but he didn't know it before.
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Without thinking, Wu added: "Night, catch me at night!"
Zhang Heng almost didn't catch his breath. He was thinking about learning just now, but now he has to give up. He doesn't dare to move in the forest at night. It's too dangerous. It's no wonder he can catch birds. This is waiting for tired birds.
I'm taking action after returning to the nest, but I'm stuck at home!
While Jiang An and others were preparing food, Zhang Heng communicated with the people of the Mu tribe through the shaman translation. Not only the shaman, but also other people were asked by him from time to time. Gradually, through a few words, even the guessing people began to understand the Mu tribe.
The tribe has an intuitive understanding.
As expected, the Wood Tribe built the nest where they live after observing the structure of the bird's nest. The top of the nest where he could not see it was covered with bird feathers. This is a naturally waterproof thing, so the nest is not afraid of rainy days.
As for the population of the Mu tribe, Wu can't answer it now. He has to count it to know. But based on Zhang Heng's rough look just now, there are about sixty or seventy people. There are not many adult men. There are only a dozen people. But the same
, the life of this ethnic group must be very strong, otherwise it would be possible to survive like this.
"Eat, eat!"
Finally, the moment came that Zhang Heng didn't want to face. Eating raw snake meat shouldn't be considered a snake because the skin wasn't that disgusting, but the appearance was so similar that it made him feel sick to his stomach.
But once the crystal clear meat was in my mouth, it tasted better than I had imagined. No, it tasted much better. It was smooth and delicious, and there was no fishy smell. It felt like eating frozen fish meat, and I suddenly realized that this snake was not the other one.
Snakes are not to be confused with each other.
At this time, he understood what Wu had just said about the special treat. The raw meat and bird blood far exceeded his expectations. However, he did not dare to eat the raw bird meat after that. He turned around and concentrated on dealing with the reaction that had just made him feel.
Surrounded by snake meat!
When eating, it was definitely not the time to talk about things, so I didn't make any more noise and just gulped down my food.
After finishing, it was getting late and the sun was setting in the west. Zhang Heng asked about his residence. He was arranged to rest in the sacrificial hall, but the others were not allowed to sleep here at night and were arranged in a small nest next to it.
, which made him a little speechless,
Compared with Taihao, the Wood Tribe had many more rules and seemed much more civilized, but in some aspects it happened to be more primitive than Taihao, such as eating raw meat, which made him confused about which one was the lair or the cave.
Is it the one that has developed to the front?
"Witch, let the men roast the venison!" Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, the venison would go bad if left for a long time, so he simply said: "The witch taught the Mu tribe to make bacon!"
In fact, he didn't need to remind him, Wu was already communicating with the old man Mu Wu with his precious slate, pointing in his direction from time to time.
When they reached the ground, while the men were barbecuing in the open space outside, Zhang Heng also saw that the weapons of the men of the Wood Tribe were actually the sharp wooden thorns used to kill birds and beasts just now. This shocked him and asked the bearded man to teach the generals.
Kishi and others make and use bows and arrows!
It was night, Zhang Heng was lying in the giant nest, feeling a different kind of emotion. It would be great if he brought his sister into the primitive space. She would definitely like this kind of nest house!
This trip is just to visit the Mu tribe, and I don’t intend to delay it. The Quebec tribe is the destination. I plan to continue heading east tomorrow morning! (You are welcome to come and your support is my biggest motivation.)
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