I am a Primitive Man

The soybeans brought back by the trading team of the Qingque tribe were cleared by Han Cheng.

The number is not much, only a small half jar, more than five catties.

These beans, if there is less bean dregs and the water used for grinding the tofu is good, it is not a problem to produce a tofu.

In the process of making tofu, you can also make some soy milk or tofu flowers to drink.

After swallowing several times, Han Cheng still suppressed the impulse.

Although both Shang and Mao said that the tribe still had a lot of soybeans, Han Cheng still didn't want to take this risk for the sake of safety.

In the unlikely event that when they go again, the tribe ate all the remaining soybeans, wouldn't it be a big loss?

If the tribe wants to plant soybeans, wouldn't it be delayed for another year?

And there was no stone mill in the tribe at this time. Without this tool, it was quite troublesome to make the beans into pulp.

So Han Cheng was forced to hold back.

Even though he wanted to get that tribe's soybeans into his hands earlier, Han Cheng still did not agree to the two people's request.

They were not asked to leave immediately, but they were forced to rest in the tribe for seven days before they were sent out again.

Soybeans are important, but the people in the tribe are even more important. In Han Cheng's perception, the lives of the people in the Qingque tribe are much more important than those of foreign objects.

Another reason is that the five deer traveling with the caravan are in estrus one after another, and they need to stay in the tribe and let Uncle Deer help them solve their physical problems.

When they set off, Han Cheng took out the small piece of granite again, and asked them to return to the tribe with granite and a few regular pieces of granite.

It's time for the stonemason to carve out some stones from the wood.

Granite, which is hard and not easy to wear, is the best material for stone grinding.

If you put a big rice milling pan, you don't need to pay attention to the ingredients.

The two Shang Hemao set off again with the caravan. When they left, they beat their chests to make sure that they would bring back soybeans and granite.

Chicken ~ chicken, twenty-one (yi); duck ~ duck, twenty-eight; goose ~ goose, thirty-one (in dialect, one (yue) four tones, the sound is not too standard. Use (yuo) four tones , The syllables spelled out in this way are accurate, but there is no such spelling...)

This kind of rhyme is the same as cats and dogs, pigs, sheep and goats, cows and horses. They are all about the time it takes for these animals from pregnancy to birth.

The difference is that chickens and ducks are counted by days, and cattle and sheep are followed by the unit of ‘month’.

Time flies quickly, and ten or twenty days have passed in a blink of an eye. The rooster that had been gelled has been hatched for 21 days.

So after sending away the caravan, Han Chengcheng came to the chicken coop to guard.

As soon as he arrived here, he heard the faint cry of a little chicken, and Han Cheng was immediately overjoyed.

These guys came out as promised.

Lie on the edge of the chicken pen and looked around carefully, and did not see the newly born chicks. I thought it was crawling under a rooster with a ‘loving’ face, hiding in the feathers.

However, in front of the rooster, there was an eggshell that was taken out of the chicken coop. Inside the eggshell, there were some dried bloodshot eyes.

The little chicken crowed for a while and then stopped crowing. I don't know if he felt the warmth of his father's love, or through the old rooster, he knew that an uncomfortable character had come outside.

When the surroundings were quiet, Han Cheng could hear some faint ‘pop’, this is because the little chicken is pecking hard at the eggshell, wanting to come into this world earlier.

I watched here for a long time, but didn't see the chick. Although Han Cheng was a little anxious, he didn't even have any thoughts of blasting the rooster out of the chicken coop.

He knew that now is an important time for the hatching of chickens. If the rooster is bombarded at this time and caught in the cold for a long time, the chickens that are about to break out of the shell will die in it.

A little life, apart from becoming a hairy egg, there will be no other changes.

Han Cheng watched here for a while and then left, went to other places to work for a while, and then wandered around again.

I came here several times a day, and the old rooster has been lying there all the time. Apart from getting more and more "kind", there is no other change.

I am very patient, and I am about to hatch every egg.

If it doesn't move, the chickens that are just born will not come out.

Eggs, chickens, are different from mammals.

Mammal cubs hide under their mothers and have milk to eat, and oviparous animals can only be hungry.

Uh, it seems that even if an oviparous animal can feed on milk, this litter of newly born chickens will also starve.

Fortunately, newborn chicks are particularly hungry. Unlike mammals, they need to find milk if they are unstable.

After checking it a few times, Han Cheng looked at the darkness and knew that the rooster would not ‘have a nest’ today. This was considered a complete departure.

Han Cheng fell asleep after holding Bai Xuemei in her stomach for a while at night.

Not long after he fell asleep, he began to dream. He dreamed of two wrinkled dolls who were constantly calling him father. Han Cheng was surprised and happy.

But the fright also followed. The two wrinkled dolls somehow grew a piece of hair on their bodies, becoming fluffy, and their mouths became pointed. The more they looked, the more they looked like oversized chickens.

"Huh~!"

Han Cheng, who woke up from the dream, confirmed that it was just a dream, and it would take several months for his baby to be born. This was a sigh of relief.

The scene in the dream is too scary.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand and quietly touched Bai Xuemei's body for a while, couldn't help being sleepy, and fell asleep again.

"Dad is here!"

"Dad is back!"

Two little chicken-like cubs howled in excitement, then fluttered their wings and rushed towards Han Cheng who was shocked.

Recalling the feeling of these two chicken-like cubs leaning into his arms to find milk, and pecking at key parts with their pointed mouths, Han Cheng turned around and ran away.

"Where is Dad?"

"Where is Dad!"

Two chickens flapping their wings in the back~www.wuxiaspot.com~ constantly running and chasing.

"I don't have any cubs like you, nor milk for you to eat..."

Han Cheng turned around and cursed fiercely, running fast under his feet, but in the end he still didn't run as fast as wings...

"Huh~"

Opening his eyes to feel everything familiar around him, Han Cheng couldn't help gasping for breath.

Thinking of the scene in his dream, he shuddered.

Too cruel!

Fortunately, chickens don’t eat milk. If so, wouldn’t the old rooster who was the father be tortured to death by those chickens?

Han Cheng couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his chest.

He didn't dare to sleep anymore, worried that he would dream of the two ferocious little boys as soon as he fell asleep.

Damn, it’s so strange that a dream can be made into a series!