Chapter 125 Wolf and Deer Fight and Harvest

Uncle Lu is also here. He likes to eat flowers the most, and he will naturally not be absent when faced with such a very tempting thing.

As soon as he saw this guy coming, Han Chengcheng hurriedly led Fu Jiang out. Neither of these two guys was reassuring.

Uncle Lu's current look is very cool, not only with a 'splint' on his face, ropes wrapped around his horns, but also a 'mask' on his mouth, which is the only one in the entire Qingque tribe!

Of course, this kind of mask is not made of gauze. At this time, even if Han Cheng wanted to make a gauze mask like that, he couldn't find the material.

Uncle Lu's mask was woven with rattan by the top craftsman of the Qingque tribe under the instruction of Han Cheng.

Roughly in the shape of a bowl, the edge is symmetrically tied with a rope. When wearing it, you only need to buckle the rattan mask on the long mouth of the deer, and then tie the rope slightly at the base of its horn. I can't fall off.

Such things, called "bridles" in the hometown of Han Cheng's descendants, are usually worn by cattle and horses, and most of them are woven from broken bamboo strips.

It's just that Han Cheng didn't find the bamboo figure now, so he could only use rattan instead.

Fortunately, the effect is not bad.

You only need to look at Uncle Lu's pitiful appearance of rushing his mouth straight to the rapeseed flower, licking the bridle with his tongue but not being able to eat it.

Fu Jiang, who was downcast by Han Cheng's side, immediately became excited when he saw Uncle Lu's pitiful appearance.

It barked twice at the drooling Mr. Deer. After successfully attracting Mr. Deer's attention, it walked to a rapeseed plant, opened its mouth, and used its thin teeth to bite the food that it usually dislikes. Can't eat raw rapeseed.

After taking two bites, he turned his head to look at Uncle Lu like a demonstration, then continued to eat while wagging his tail.

Han Cheng who watched this scene was stunned. Could it be that this silly dog, Fu Jiang, is about to become a genius? In this way, the tricks of killing one thousand enemies and harming eight hundred can be used?

When Uncle Lu saw this scene, he was really angry, "Hang Chi, hah Chi", let go of the rape flower that was so frightened by it, lowered his head, and bumped towards Fu Jiang.

The two guys who have fought countless times are already familiar with each other's routines.

How can the lucky general who has been pressed against his ass by Uncle Lu many times with his horns let it succeed? Immediately hid aside nimbly, baring its teeth at Uncle Lu.

Feeling insulted, Uncle Lu also knew that this guy didn't dare to really bite him. After the blow missed, he immediately turned his head and slammed into Fu Jiang again...

This fight between wolves and deer ended with Uncle Lu defeating General Fu.

The main reason is that Fu Jiang forgot that there is a rope around his neck this time.

After dodging a few more times, the rope was wrapped around Han Cheng's body, and it lost room to move.

Uncle Lu, who had won the battle, walked away with his slender limbs and his head held high, in an extremely arrogant manner. He even forgot to ask Han Cheng to untie the hindering bridle.

Fu Jiang looked at Han Cheng with extremely resentful eyes. If it wasn't for this stupid master, he wouldn't be humiliated by that damned deer. Thinking of what happened just now, Fu Jiang felt pain in his butt...

Time passed bit by bit, seemingly slow, but when looking back, I was always surprised by its speed.

When the wall that opened the gate to the south of the Qingque Tribe was fully heightened, and the low wall behind the wall was only a little long and did not increase in height, the rapeseed that had faded from prosperity could finally be harvested!

Just like last year, before harvesting the rapeseed, Han Cheng first commanded the people of the tribe to clear out an open space called the 'field'.

The field is in the courtyard of the Qingque Tribe.

The yard of the Qingque Tribe is big enough, and there are no other buildings except toilets, rabbit pens and deer pens, so there is plenty of space for building a field.

Han Cheng chose the location on the west side near the gate, which also has his considerations. One is that when transporting the harvested rapeseed to the tribe, it can save some distance, and the other is to harvest the rapeseed. When there is a lot of dust, broken grass leaves and other things, the gate is far enough away from the cave to reduce the impact on the cave.

Moreover, the wall on the west side of the gate has been raised, and the rape piled here will not affect the construction of the wall.

Compared with last year, the opening of the wheat threshing field is much easier. (It feels awkward to have a single 'field', so I will call it a wheat threshing field in the future, although the Qingque tribe does not have wheat now...)

This is mainly due to the strong wind last year, which uprooted countless trees. Han Cheng and the others only need to level the ground, and then use stone slabs or other relatively flat things to smash it on.

In view of the fact that this year's rapeseed is more than last year's, Han Cheng also built the wheat threshing field a lot bigger, about fifty or sixty square meters.

The iron-headed Ruhua couple are the main force in harvesting rapeseed, especially the iron-headed ones. These days, mowing grass with stone scythes has already been done smoothly. The same is true for harvesting rapeseed. One person harvests faster than two people .

Just like harvesting thatch back then, the harvested rapeseed is also placed in small piles nearby, then tied with ropes, and transported to the wheat threshing ground in the tribe.

For those with more strength, make the rapeseed bundle bigger, and for those with less strength, make it smaller.

Because there are not many rapeseed, not all the people in the Qingque tribe participated in the harvest of rapeseed.

Han Cheng only allocated a quarter of the manpower from those who built the wall, plus the couple Heiwa, it was enough.

The two carefully cultivated rapeseeds, totaling less than 200 plants, Han Cheng did not let others do it, but harvested it himself.

After harvesting, they are tied up in bundles of four with grass ropes twisted from wool grass, and then carefully hung on some tree trunks on the west side of the cave entrance of the tribe to dry, so as not to mix with the rest of the rapeseed.

Not only does it not mix with other rapeseed, but even the two pieces of rapeseed are strictly separated when drying.

They don't seem to have much difference now, but in Han Cheng's prediction, they will become two major factions.

One faction is developing in the direction of Chinese cabbage, while the other is developing in the direction of better-tasting rapeseed with more seeds.

Of course, even if this matter can be successful, it will take at least seventy or eighty years.

Han Cheng looked at the rapeseed that he hung on the branch to expose the 'corpse' to the sun, and couldn't help sighing slightly, this is really a long way to go!

Thinking this way, he immediately laughed again. To be able to meet this primitive rapeseed at this time is already considered very lucky, how can he be picky and dissatisfied? And do it slowly.

As long as the direction is right, there will always be a day of success.