Just when Zhou Jiping's mind was about to wander into space, there was a burst of noise from far to near, mixed with the laughter and cheers of tribal children, from far to near.
Zhou Jiping quickly brought his thoughts back to reality, and followed the chief and others toward the entrance of the meat forest empty field (hereinafter referred to as the "meat field"). Yilin rushed over and said to Zhou Jiping nervously: "The hunting team is back.
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Hunting team?
At the entrance of the meat farm, six or seven tall tribal men rushed in quickly, shouting and yelling wildly, urging the women who were busy packing the dried meat to go over and help these people. This was what Zhou Jiping saw in the wooden shed square in the morning.
The men were wearing dark red knee-length robes. But because of the hot weather, they all took off their robes and twisted them into twist stick shapes and tied them around their waists.
These people were arrogant and arrogant. They seemed to have absolute authority over the working women and had a commanding attitude. Suddenly, they turned around and saw that the chief and his party were also here. These people immediately put away their arrogant attitude and ordered
He bowed politely to the chief and elders, and even spoke in a much softer voice, and the impudent air just now disappeared.
Huchihuchi...
With rapid breathing sounds like bellows, four tall men walked in with heavy steps. The four men were carrying an African warthog (African wild boar with long and curved tusks) in their hands. Behind the slender tribal man, and
The contrast between the thick and heavy warthog is very strong. It is hard to imagine that a few of them can actually lift such a big warthog.
The four men in front of the chief were obviously exhausted. They threw away the warthog first and panted while saluting the chief and others. The sweat on the four men's bodies was like a stream, flowing down their temples and chins. They stood there.
In that short time, a small puddle had accumulated on the ground, making these people look quite pitiful, but it was in sharp contrast to the arrogant attitude of the first few who came in just now.
Zhou Jiping, who grew up in the mountains, knows how powerful wild boars are - there has always been no shortage of such wild animals in the mountains, especially after the disappearance of large beasts such as wolves and leopards in the 1960s and 1970s.
People who have experienced encounters with wild boars often say: Although wild boars are fierce, there is one thing that is especially powerful when they attack. This is a way to save lives that even tigers are afraid of. The hardest thing about wild boars is its pig's mouth (mouth). In the mountains,
The land cultivated by humans is already small, and it will soon be destroyed by the wild boar. If humans find it, they must be careful not to come into direct contact with the wild boar, otherwise it will hurt people.
Not only are wild boars dangerous, but their tusks are also very dangerous, especially due to the height of the wild boar. When attacking people, the most likely thing to be injured is the large blood vessels near the legs. Once the sharp tusks puncture the blood vessels, the person will definitely be dead.
Saved such an example, it happened more than once in a nearby mountain village
Approaching the warthog lying on the ground, Zhou Jiping saw that there were no less than a dozen wounds left by spears all over the warthog's body. The wounds on its head even pried open the skull and gouged out the pig's eyes - so fierce.
Hunters! Even though he was a little dissatisfied with the arrogant attitude of those people just now, Zhou Jiping could not hide his admiration for these hunters.
Squatting down, Zhou Jiping turned the warthog over with his hands, and a strong smell of blood hit his face. Only then did he realize that the warthog's internal organs were gone - no wonder, a warthog without internal organs would naturally be very light.
Don't weigh it too hard. Even without its internal organs, this warthog weighs no less than 150 kilograms. Under such a scorching sun, four people carried such a heavy thing and walked an unknown distance.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jiping couldn't help but smile at these hunters and extended his thumb to express his respect. These hunters quickly understood Zhou Jiping's meaning and smiled innocently. The smile was innocent and harmless.
No arrogance at all
There are different winds in ten miles. Zhou Jiping sighed in his heart. The land and water support the people. Maybe the Damon tribe should be like this on the African grasslands. I heard Yilin mention the "food law" when we were eating just now. I think these people should
They are the people in the tribe who are most capable of obtaining food. This can be seen from their looks and clothing. Zhou Jiping's tolerance for these tribal hunters has increased a lot. They have capital and qualifications to show off.
An older man walked up to Zhou Jiping, spoke loudly in the indigenous language, patted his chest, patted the warthog on the ground, pointed at Zhou Jiping, and showed a sincere smile on his face.
"This is for you" Yilin came closer to translate, then lowered her head and whispered the words "We...get married..."
Zhou Jiping understood that this warthog should be used at his wedding to Yilin. No matter how unwilling he was to stay in the tribe and marry Yilin, or whether he was planning to escape, these hunters were the most powerful.
Looking at the scorching sun, I hunted this prey for myself, so I smiled and stretched out my hand to this man calmly.
The man opposite him was visibly stunned, but he immediately reacted, grabbed Zhou Jiping's hand, looked at his companions on his left and laughed, and when his companions saw this, they also howled loudly,
He made a sound of "oh-oh-" and seemed quite excited.
"Don't look into his eyes." Seeing Zhou Jiping looking into the other person's eyes, Yilin hurriedly leaned over and said to him. After saying it twice, Zhou Jiping heard clearly, and turned his eyes elsewhere with a smile.
Seeing that Zhou Jiping was getting along well with the hunters, the chief's usually serious face also showed a hint of approval, and he announced something to the hunters loudly, which made the hunters yell for a while, and they all went away in one fell swoop.
After seeing the hunters gone, Yilin explained to Zhou Jiping: "If you are not hostile, don't look into the other person's eyes. If you are hostile, look into his eyes." The words were very simple, but she understood that there was such a rule. Zhou Jiping secretly thought
The sun has already set in the west, and one after another, the hunting teams returned one by one.
Now, the most elite hunters of these tribes gathered in the square in front of the wooden shed, whispering and laughing. In the empty field, their day's prey was piled up. In addition to the warthog, there was also an anteater with a sharp mouth.
, several birds with beautiful feathers, a few hyraxes, and a few fat mice. One hunting team seemed to have less luck. In addition to catching two mice, they only took out a few bird eggs and a nest of honey.
Looking at these things, even the well-informed Zhou Jiping was still a little creepy. Is this a primitive wedding banquet?
Outside the square, many tribesmen who were not qualified to enter the square took their children and looked towards the wooden shed. Judging from their expressions, it seemed that they did not have any festive thoughts to watch the excitement, but their eyes kept slipping towards the prey.