Chapter 1294 The Longest Road I Have Traveled Is the Way My Parents Do (2 in 1)

After a battle between humans and monkeys, a large layer of high-quality oranges fell in front of Han Cheng and the others, which were big, round, and full of water.

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

In the past, they threw directly at these monkeys, but now they use fur, hay and other things to pave the area in this area to make it soft, and then they start to pick up stones, and then start to pick up stones on the cliff. Monkeys on the board go throwing, provoking.

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

Waste is largely avoided.

Seeing that there are already a lot of oranges on the ground, the group of monkeys on the cliff are also a little tired.

So Han Cheng and the others ended the battle between humans and monkeys, and began to pick up these oranges from the ground and put them into baskets.

When loading, a selection was made.

Those good-looking, whole oranges were packed in baskets and shipped back.

Those oranges that were splashed and disfigured were put away separately.

Except for those that were too rotten to eat, the rest were packed away.

These are just a little bit or half of the oranges that have been broken, and they have edible value, but they are not durable for storage.

It's a pity to lose it.

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

Such a fruit is still a very good fruit in their eyes.

When walking on the road, I still eat happily.

It's just that sometimes, it's necessary to ignore the sour grinning of some people.

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

When facing the oranges, I kept thinking in my heart that I must eat less, lest my teeth be sour again.

When the result really tasted,

But he couldn't control his mouth, took the oranges, and put them in his mouth petal by petal, and couldn't stop at the beginning.

When eating, I will continue to comfort myself in my heart. It is not this orange. The acidity of the teeth is not caused by one orange. There should be no problem eating this one...

Then...the teeth were unlucky again, and they were sour that they dared not use force.

So that later, when seeing the rest of the people eating barbecue or some other delicious food, these people whose teeth are not resistant to acid and can't help eating too many oranges can only hold tears, tearful Looking at others eating there, I can only drink a little hot soup to satisfy my hunger...

But those people with good teeth deliberately eat delicious food.

As if what he ate was the most peerless delicacy in the world, he kept getting jealous in front of these people, and itched the roots of his teeth when they showed them, but he had no choice but to keep drinking the soup, so as to To vent my anger.

Looking at such a scene, Han Cheng couldn't help but find it very amusing.

Of course he thought it was fun, because he, the unscrupulous son of God, proposed this meal of barbecue.

It can be said that the people of the Qingque tribe are also very tired with such a son of God at the booth...

For things like oranges, before Han Cheng, although people in the tribe tried to plant them in the main tribe in the north, they were unsuccessful.

The ending of Nanju Beizhi has not been broken yet.

Originally very delicious and delicious oranges, many of them did not survive after they were planted in the north.

Those trees that came back to life produced small and ugly fruits, which looked similar to the Tie Li Zhai fruits in the tribe, and tasted bitter.

That's why Han Cheng tricked the monkey here to get so many oranges by fighting the monkey.

On the one hand, I waited for others to eat some on the road, and on the other hand, I wanted to bring these oranges to the north, so that people in the northern tribes could also taste them.

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

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

After all, rare things are expensive.

At this time of the day, transportation is very inconvenient. It takes a long time to travel from south to north. There are no professional people to transport and sell these fruits.

Unlike in later generations, the transportation is so developed, and many people are involved in the transportation and sale of fruits, so that in some years, people who grow up in the north can eat nine cents a piece of fruit. Pounds of oranges!

And this kind of orange is not the kind of difference in quality, it is the kind of orange that tastes very good!

Such a thing, in this day and age, is unthinkable.

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

Uh... that doesn't seem right.

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

Of course, if they were really asked to pay, they would have no money.

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

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

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

In the south of the Qinling Mountains, the leaves of the trees had just turned yellow and looked a little autumnal, but when we got here, the autumn had already become very deep.

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

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

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

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

While marveling at the uncanny workmanship of nature, Han Cheng led the people in the tribe to move on, and came to the residential area of ​​Qinling Mountains.

Brother Sha and other people living in the Qinling Mountains were very happy to see Han Cheng and others returning from the south.

Junior Brother Sha didn't say anything superfluous, he just put his bow on his back, took a big pot of arrows with him, and set off from the tribe, he didn't know where he went.

Not long after, Junior Brother Sha came back again.

Back with him, there are a dozen wild geese.

Of course, these wild geese were already dead at this time, otherwise, they wouldn't be so honest.

As time went on, in terms of archery, Junior Brother Sha, who was already very talented, not only did not regress in archery skills, but became more proficient in archery.

Seeing him come back with the wild goose, someone immediately went up to pick up the wild goose, and carried it aside for plucking.

He took off the clothes of the wild goose very skillfully. This is the real goose plucking.

Afterwards, the disembowelment was carried out, which was a further step of treatment.

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

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

Those wild geese that have been plucked, disemboweled, and cleaned up are also chopped into pieces. With some seasonings, they are first stir-fried, and then water is added. Stew hard.

Now, the people in the Qingque tribe have mastered the use of iron pans very well.

After a while, the delicious stewed geese in an iron pot came out.

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

Han Cheng picked up a large piece of wild goose meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste.

The taste is delicious, the meat is delicate, very strong, with some mellow aroma, and the taste is very good.

The wild goose was stewed in an iron pot, which was more delicious than the big goose stewed in an iron pot that Han Cheng had eaten in his later life.

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

Another reason is that Junior Brother Sha's archery skills are very good, so he wanted to find something to practice when he was free.

At this time, wild geese that are large in size, rich in meat, and have a very good taste can easily become the targets of major attacks.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult to think whether the stewed wild geese made by Junior Brother Sha is delicious or not.

This is the same reason that people in later generations who like to drink may not be very good at cooking other meals, but fried peanuts are extraordinarily beautiful.

After eating the delicious stewed geese in an iron pot, Han Cheng stayed here for more than a day.

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

There is one thing that needs special mention.

With the completion of the road from the Qinling residential area to the main Qingque tribe, four other tribes, large and small, with a total of more than 300 people, were killed by the Qingque tribe during the process of working for the Qingque tribe. After being assimilated without a trace, after the construction of this road was completed, he chose to join the Qingque tribe and became a member of the big family of the Qingque tribe.

Walking on this flat road at this time, thinking about these things, Han Cheng, the god son of the Qingque tribe, couldn't help thinking in his heart, should he build some roads in other places?

This kind of thing that can pave the way for himself, make the tribe's road smooth and easy to walk, and also make the tribe's population rapidly increase, if he doesn't do more, he will be a little sorry for himself, and it does not meet his status as the son of the Qingque tribe.

"Eat, mom, this orange is delicious! It's not sour at all!"

Here in the main tribe of Qingque, Little Pea, who is changing teeth and whose two front teeth have disappeared, holds a peeled orange in his hand, breaks off a piece, puts it in his mouth and tastes it, and finds that the orange is not so sour, but sweet Immediately afterward, he broke off another petal, grinning, with gaping teeth, and brought the orange petal to Bai Xuemei's mouth, with a smile on his face.

Bai Xuemei took the filial piety from her son and ate it, her eyes were instantly bent.

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

After Bai Xuemei ate a piece of orange, her face was full of joy, and she started talking to Little Pea.

As soon as Xiao Wandou saw her mother and entered this state, she immediately felt bitter.

"Yeah, I got it, I got it..."

He repeatedly agreed.

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

He said this, and then ran away in a hurry, fleeing from this nagging mother.

Han Cheng, the father, came out of the room, smiled and gave Bai Xuemei a thumbs-up, and manually gave the little child bride-in-law a thumbs-up.

"To deal with these children, you, a mother, have experience and have a way!"

Han Cheng was not stingy with his praise at all.

After complimenting Bai Xuemei like this, he walked to the door, closed the door, and inserted it.

Then, while praising Bai Xuemei, he picked up Bai Xuemei and walked into the room...

Not long after, in the room with the closed door, some strange, attractive and pleasant singing voices sounded...

Xiao Wandou, who flew away with an orange and kept praising her wit, didn't know what happened after he left, and was still rejoicing.

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

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

It is very reasonable to say that a long absence is better than a newly married one.

Presumably the person who said such a thing at the beginning had a very deep understanding of it, that is, a person with life experience.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to express these things so clearly with just a few words, which would make people feel a strong sense of identity.

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

But this time, it had been three days since he came back from afar, and he was still able to burst out with fiery enthusiasm.

Otherwise, she wouldn't let Bai Xuemei play tricks on her son in broad daylight to create opportunities for herself...

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

After returning to the main tribe, after three or four days of recuperation, Han Cheng wanted to leave the Qingque tribe again and head for another place.

It's just that there was a big change in the people who went with him this time.

Wu, the old man in the tribe, Bai Xuemei, the child's bride-in-law, Xiao Wandou, Xiao Xing'er, and Xiao Huangdou, who had already run all over the ground and started learning to speak, all followed Han Cheng.

They didn't go out for a trip this time, but Han Cheng wanted to see the horse farm established dozens of miles away from the main tribe...