I am a Primitive Man

After the battle between humans and monkeys, in front of Han Cheng and the others, there was a large layer of good oranges, which were big and round, with plenty of water.

Under the leadership of the unscrupulous son of Han Cheng, the people of the Qingque tribe have already mastered the driving of these monkeys as free labor to pick those on the cliffs that are very bright, but they are not easy to pick them. Tangerine's skills have become very proficient.

In the past, they used to throw directly at these monkeys, but now they use fur, hay, etc. to pave the area in this area to make it soft, and then start to pick up the rocks and attack the cliff. The monkey on the go throws and provokes.

With these things as a buffer, a large part of the oranges dropped by the monkeys have been completely preserved.

To a large extent, waste is avoided.

Look at the oranges on the ground, and the group of monkeys on the cliff are also a little tired.

So Han Cheng and others ended the human-monkey war and began to pick up these oranges from the ground and put them in the basket.

When it was installed, a selection was made.

Those oranges that are in good condition and rounded up are packed in the basket and shipped back.

The oranges that were thrown to the water and broken, were put up alone.

Except for those that are too crumbly and can no longer be eaten, the rest are pretended to be taken away.

These are just a little or a half of oranges that have been broken, and they have edible value, but they are not resistant to storage.

It's a pity to throw it away.

People from the Qingque tribe don't pick what they eat.

Such fruits are still very good fruits in their eyes.

When I walked on the road, I still tasted happy.

It's just that sometimes, you have to ignore the sour grin of some people.

Oranges are a very tempting fruit. Many people in the tribe have suffered from the loss of oranges in the past.

When facing oranges, I kept thinking in my heart that I must eat less so that my teeth would not be sour again.

As a result, when I really started to eat, I couldn't control my mouth. I took the oranges and delivered them to my mouth piece by piece, and couldn't stop at first.

When eating, I will continue to comfort myself in my heart. Not in this orange, toothache is not caused by an orange, eating this one, there should be no problem...

And then... the teeth were bad again, and they didn't dare to use force when they were sour.

So later, when I saw the rest of the people eating barbecue or some other delicious food there, those who were intolerant of the acid and couldn't help eating too much oranges would only have tears and tears in their eyes. Looking at others eating there, I can only drink a little hot soup to satisfy my hunger...

It happens that those with good teeth deliberately eat a special smell when eating.

As if what I was eating was the most peerless delicacy in the world, I was constantly in front of these people, itching the roots of these people's teeth, but there was no other way but to drink soup constantly. Come to vent the anger in my heart.

Han Cheng couldn't help but think it was very funny watching such a scene.

Of course he thought it was funny, because this unscrupulous son of God suggested this meal of barbecue-based food.

It can be said that the people of the Qingque tribe who stand such a **** child are also very tired...

Before Han Cheng, people in the tribe tried to plant things like oranges in the main tribe in the north and other places, but they never succeeded.

The ending of the southern orange and the northern orange has not been broken.

Many of the oranges that were originally very delicious and delicious were not alive after they were planted in the north.

Those trees that came alive also produced small and ugly fruits, which looked similar to the fruits of the iron fence house in the tribe, and they tasted bitter.

That's why Han Cheng is here to cheat the monkeys and get so many oranges by fighting the monkeys.

On the one hand, I am waiting for someone to eat some on the road. On the other hand, I want to bring these oranges to the north, so that the people in the northern tribe will also try them.

People in the south don't think these things are so rare.

But in the north, those who don't eat oranges often feel different.

After all, things are rare.

At this time now, transportation is very inconvenient. It takes a long time for a trip from south to north. There is no professional person to transport and sell these fruits.

Unlike in later generations, transportation is so developed. Many people are involved in the transportation and sales of fruits, so that in some years, people who grew up in the north could actually get a nine cents. Jin of oranges!

And this kind of orange is not the one with different quality, it is the kind of orange that tastes very good!

Such a thing, in this age, it is impossible to think of.

If I want to experience these, I don't know how long it will take to develop.

Uh... It doesn't seem right to say that.

Because those people in the north of the Qingque tribe, the oranges they eat are all brought by people from the south to the north, they are all from their own tribe, and they don't need to pay.

Of course, if they are really asked to pay, they will have no money.

In this way, you can save more money than later generations...

The people of the Qingque tribe, under the leadership of Han Cheng, an unscrupulous son, carried goods, led horses, cattle and sheep, and walked carefully all the way.

When they got out of the Qinling Mountains and reached the north side, they suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped significantly.

When it was in the south of the Qinling Mountains, the leaves of those trees were just slightly yellowed just now, and they looked a little autumnal, but by the time they got here, the autumn had become very deep.

Looking around, there are thousands of mountains red everywhere, and the forests are all over.

Even some trees are already bald and all their leaves are lost.

It is no exaggeration to say that this huge mountain range that traverses east and west really used its own force to forcibly block the cold air, distinguishing the south from the north.

In later generations, it is not unreasonable to regard the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River as the dividing line between the north and the south.

While sighing with the wonderful work of nature, Han Cheng took the people from the tribe and moved on and came to the Qinling residential area.

Junior Brother Sha and others in Qinling's residential area were very happy to see Han Cheng and others returning from the south.

Junior Brother Sha didn't say anything extra, so he just put on his bow and a big pot of arrows, starting from the tribe, not knowing where he went.

After a long time, Junior Brother Sha returned again.

There were a dozen wild geese who came back with him.

Of course, these wild geese are already dead at this time, otherwise they would not be so honest.

As time continues to grow, Junior Sha, who is very talented in archery, has not only not regressed in archery skills, but has also become more proficient.

Seeing him coming back with the geese, someone immediately went up and took the geese to the next, and carried them aside for plucking.

Very skilled in taking off the clothes for the wild goose, this is a real goose plucking.

Then proceed to dig up and take a deeper treatment.

While these people were doing these things, the big iron pot in the Qinling residential area was also propped up and put away.

It didn't take long for the flame to burn.

Those wild geese that have been plucked and opened up, cleaned up, are also chopped into pieces, mixed with some seasonings, first stir-fried, and then start to add water, in a large iron pot, use high fire Simmer.

Now, the people in the Qingque tribe have a good grasp of how to use iron pots.

After a while, the delicious iron pan stewed geese came out.

Junior Brother Sha greeted him with a smile, and asked Han Cheng and others to come and taste it.

Han Cheng used his chopsticks to pick up a large piece of big goose and put it in his mouth to taste.

The taste is delicious, the meat is delicate, very strong, with a little mellow, and the taste is very good.

This big goose is stewed in an iron pan, which is more delicious than the iron pan stewed goose that Han Cheng had eaten in his later life.

Of course, the most important thing is that wild geese, such as wild geese, have better meat quality than those raised by later generations.

Another reason is that Junior Brother Sha's archery skills are very good, so he wants to find something to practice his hand.

At this time, big geese with large body, plenty of meat, and a very good taste will easily become the target of key attacks.

Under such circumstances, the iron pot stewed wild goose made by Junior Brother Sha is not good and difficult to think.

This is the same reason that people who like to drink in later generations may not be so good when they cook the rest of the meal, but the fried peanuts are exceptionally beautiful.

Han Cheng stayed here for more than a day after eating some delicious iron pan stewed geese.

After leaving behind the four big baskets of oranges and some iron tools brought back from Tieshan residential area, they set off again with people from the Qinling residential area, along the already built road, towards The main tribe left.

One thing needs to be said in particular.

With the completion of the construction of this road from the Qinling residential area to the Qingque tribe, there are four more tribes, large and small, with a total of more than 300 people. In the process of working for the Qingque tribe, the Qingque tribe The assimilation without a trace was gone. After the construction of this road was completed, he chose to join the Qingque tribe and became a member of the Qingque tribe.

Walking on this flat road at this time, thinking about these things, Han Cheng, the **** son of the Qingque tribe, couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is it necessary to build some roads elsewhere?

This kind of thing that can pave the way for oneself, make the road of the tribe smooth and easy to walk, and can make the population of the tribe increase rapidly, don't do more, I feel a little sorry for myself, and it does not fit his identity as the **** of the Qingque tribe.

"Mom, eat, this orange is delicious! It's not sour at all!"

Here in the tribe of Green Sparrow, the small pea that is changing teeth and both front teeth have disappeared. Holding a peeled orange in his hand, he broke a petal and put it in his own mouth to taste, and found that the orange was not so sour, but sweet. After that, he immediately broke off another petal, grinning, with open teeth, and moved the orange petal to Mei Xuemei's mouth, with a smile on her face.

Bai Xuemei took her son's filial piety and ate it, her eyes suddenly bend.

"Well, it's so delicious, this orange is really sweet! But you are changing teeth now, and your father said that you should eat less oranges. Even if you eat, try to pick the sweeter oranges..."

After Bai Xuemei ate a petal of orange, she was so pleased with her, she began to talk endlessly at Little Pea.

As soon as Xiao Wandou saw her mother, she entered this state, and her face suddenly became bitter.

"Hmm, got it, got it..."

He repeatedly agreed.

"I'm going to see where the younger brother and younger sister have gone, but don't run to the river!"

He said this, and then ran away in a hurry, hurriedly fleeing this babbled mother.

Han Cheng, the dad, walked out of the room, smiled and compared his thumbs to Bai Xuemei, and manually praised the child bride-in-law.

"To deal with these children, you still have experience as a mother, and there is a way!"

Han Cheng didn't skimp on his compliments.

After boasting this to Bai Xuemei, he walked to the door of the room, closed the door, and plugged it in.

Then while complimenting Bai Xuemei, she picked her up and walked towards the room...

After a short while, in the room with the door closed, some strange, some alluring and beautiful singing sounded...

Little Pea, who flew away with an orange, and constantly praised his wit, didn't know what happened after he left, and was still there fortunately.

Sure enough, the longest path I have traveled over the years is the routine of my parents...

Today is the third day after Han Cheng's journey back to the main tribe.

Long-term goodbye wins newlyweds, so it makes sense.

Presumably the person who said such a thing at the beginning has also had a very in-depth understanding of it, that is, someone with life experience.

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After being together for a long time, Han Cheng often becomes a little uninterested.

But this time, it had been three days since returning from afar, and he was still able to burst out with fire-like enthusiasm.

Otherwise, she wouldn't let Bai Xuemei go to practice her son and create opportunities for herself...

"Go, let's go over there and have a look."

Returning to the main tribe, after three or four days of repairs, Han Cheng once again left the Qingque tribe and headed for another place.

It's just that the people who went with him this time have changed a lot.

The old men in the tribe of Wu, the little girl's daughter-in-law, Bai Xuemei, as well as Xiao Wandou, Xiao Xing'er, and Xiao Huangdou who had already run all over the floor and started to learn words, all followed Han Cheng.

They are not going to travel this time, but Han Cheng wants to see the horse farm that was built dozens of miles away from the main tribe...