Chapter 929 The 12 Years of Qingque Finally Ended (2 in 1)

There is no snow here in Jinguan City, but the weather is starting to get colder.

The sunlight falling from the sky does not have much temperature on the human body.

Above the waters, a thin layer of ice is formed, which is similar to chicken skin, so it is also called chicken skin jelly.

This kind of weather is obviously not suitable for digging ditches with bare feet, so most of the people of the Qingque tribe stood on the dry land, waving the tools in their hands to open up wasteland.

Han Cheng also held a rake here and kept raising and lowering it, opening up wasteland with everyone.

His body has basically grown completely, and his strength has also increased a lot. Now that the people in the tribe are working hard, it is not good for him to be idle alone.

Of course, more importantly, it is really cold to do some physical work in such weather.

However, Han Cheng would not tell the rest of the tribe about such things, as this would damage his tall and mighty image in the hearts of everyone in the tribe.

It is because of the cold that we can work. Where is the son of God, in order to build Jinguan City earlier, he worked tirelessly, teaching tribal minors to read and write in the morning, and came to open up wasteland with a rake in the afternoon, and he refused to be idle for a moment. deep? Does it have a big motivating effect?

After digging for a while, Han Cheng not only didn't feel cold anymore, but also sweated on his head.

Sure enough, life lies in exercise, and planing the ground is a great way to resist the cold...

With a chilly wind blowing, Mao Er held a small pot of rice paste in his hand and carefully brushed the door and door frame of Jinguan City.

Followed by two other people beside him, they pulled the red paper with calligraphy written on it. After carefully aligning the top and bottom, they pasted it on the place where the cat's ear had been brushed.

After pasting the couplets with black and red characters on red paper and the square-shaped "Fu" on the door, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was immediately set off.

Before he knew it, it was already the end of the year, and under Han Cheng's order, Jinguancheng began to prepare for the Spring Festival.

For Chinese New Year, Han Cheng, who came from later generations, has a deep obsession.

Following his order, Jinguan City immediately became lively.

As everyone is busy, the same ingredients are gradually prepared, and the fragrance permeates here.

Han Cheng, who doesn't cook much now, also cooks himself, and cooks his best braised pork for the tribe, which attracts cheers from many people.

The yellow sun fell not a short distance from the western horizon, and it was too lazy to move, but it didn't want to move anymore, and it disappeared into the sky.

At such a time, all the New Year's Eve dinners for everyone in Jinguan City were brought up.

There are braised pork, red-hot river prawns, fish braised in soy sauce, Fangzi meat that was slightly fried and steamed, and golden lamb chops that were grilled...

Large and small pots are placed in several circles.

The rice is still steamed millet rice, but the water used for drinking is quite different.

It is no longer deer milk or goat milk, but rice tea with some dried red dates.

Put some honey in it, it can be regarded as candied dates and white rice porridge.

After pouring a bowl of wine in front of everyone, Han Cheng stood up holding the wine bowl and invited everyone to drink together.

Everyone raised their wine bowls and collided with each other in the void, then raised their necks and drank it all.

The sour liquor entered the throat and turned into a warm current.

Some people breathed out the smell of alcohol and found it very enjoyable, while some couldn't help sticking out their tongues and grinning.

After drinking a bowl of wine, everyone picked up their chopsticks and looked at the delicious food in front of them.

"Woo woo woo..."

At this time, the dogs of the tribe started barking loudly, and when they heard something moving around the tribe.

The person who just ate food in the courtyard put down their chopsticks, looking a little alert.

"It's them! They came here with the burden!"

The member of the Qingque tribe, who was eating on the wall with a bowl and was in charge of vigilance, turned his head and said loudly to everyone in the courtyard.

When everyone heard that the older female primitives were coming,

They all relaxed and continued to eat.

Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing slightly, he doubted that the older female primitives came here by pinching the smell, otherwise, how could they be so coincidental in time for the meal?

And just in time for the richest meal of the year in your tribe?

Although he felt sorry for his tribe's food and wanted the person on the wall to tell the older female primitives that they were not there, Han Cheng still did not make such a decision after all.

Instead, let people take out a stack of bowls, from the food they just started eating, get out a bowl of each, and let these people eat.

Fortunately, the amount of cooking this time is large, and they are all served in pots.

Put two chopsticks on each 'table', and a bowl will be full.

A bowl of vegetables is divided into several pots, and it doesn't show up.

No matter what, this meal has to be taken care of. It is better to talk about it in normal seasons. Now it is Chinese New Year. If someone comes to the door and says something, they must let the other party eat some food made by their own tribe.

When the older female primitive people came to the gate of the inner courtyard of Jinguan City, the meals for them were also prepared.

It is the same as the meals eaten by everyone in the Qingque tribe, there are a total of sixteen kinds.

It's just that the food eaten by the Qingque tribe is served in basins, while the food given to the older female primitive people is served in bowls.

But even so, the sixteen bowls placed together are still very spectacular, especially when the sixteen bowls are filled with extremely delicious food.

People, including the older female primitives, were completely stunned when they saw the many delicacies placed among the people of the Qingque tribe in a circle.

This kind of shock was no less shocking than they discovered that the people of the Qingque tribe built such a tall cave in the short time they left.

How can they be so rich, how can they eat so much food at once!

Is it really good to eat so much food at once?

After several transactions, the older female primitive people felt that they and others were already relatively rich. Even if they were not as good as the people of the mysterious Qingque tribe, the gap between them should be narrowed a lot.

Who would have thought that they would see such a scene just after arriving at the mysterious Qingque Tribe!

Compared with the scene they saw in front of them, what they were proud of was really nothing!

The distance between myself and others and the Qingque tribe has not been shortened, but it is so large that it cannot be crossed.

What kind of tribe is this!

Just when you think you have seen their strongest and richest side, you find that they have something even stronger and richer, which was not shown before...

This feeling is really too exciting.

Under Han Cheng's signal, Mao put down his chopsticks and came to the older female primitives, conveyed Han Cheng's meaning to them, and pointed to the food that had just been prepared for them.

When they realized that the food in the exquisite pottery bowls was prepared for themselves and others, the older female primitive people became even more surprised.

Are you willing to let yourself wait for someone to eat such exquisite and plentiful food?

This tribe is so kind and generous!

You know, most of these foods are meat that you can't help but want to drool!

The older female primitives looked dumbfounded.

She pointed to the food in those bowls and looked at Mao, Mao nodded to her with a smile, then turned to look at Han Cheng who was sitting not too far away, Han Cheng also nodded to her with a smile.

Only then did she believe that what she understood not so long ago was true!

The older female primitives looked at the people of the Qingque tribe who were looking at them with kind smiles on their faces, and then looked at the rich food, but they still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food.

However, she didn't take people to eat directly, but untied a large package containing food from one end of the burden she carried, and pushed it to Mao.

Mao shook his head with a smile, and pushed it back.

The older female primitives disagreed, and stretched out their hands to push it to Mao.

At such a scene, the smiles on the faces of everyone in the Qingque Tribe were even stronger.

This is the most simple reciprocity.

When Han Cheng saw that the older female primitives were giving way, he asked Mao to accept the package, and then the older female primitives began to eat the Qingque tribe's New Year's Eve dinner that Han Cheng asked them to prepare for them.

Just after eating a little, the older female primitives couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.

They have never eaten such delicious food!

After just taking a bite, the older female primitive felt that what she had just given was too little.

How can such a delicious thing be exchanged for a package of food from one's own tribe?

So she stood up and unwrapped another package from the other end of the load, intending to send this package to the people of the Qingque tribe, which was originally used to exchange pottery and salt.

No matter what, Han Cheng didn't accept this package, instead, someone sent some food to them.

After the older female primitives ate food for a while, Han Cheng walked over with a wine jar smiling.

He poured wine for them himself, and Han Cheng drank one with them.

Seeing the way the older female primitives bared their teeth after drinking, everyone in the Qingque Tribe couldn't help but let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

Although some people don't quite understand why people in the mysterious and wealthy Qingque tribe like to drink this kind of drink. It doesn't taste good at all, but it seems that Dongxi is very precious in this tribe. The older female primitive They still laughed along with them.

After a while like this, some of the older female primitives slowly began to appreciate the wonderful taste of this kind of thing...

After some enjoyable time passed, the delicious food was eaten by everyone.

Just when the older female primitives felt that today's matter was over, everyone in the Qingque tribe made a new move.

Piles of bonfires were lit, and everyone jumped up and down happily around the fire...

This year has been relatively hasty, and no bamboo was found near Jinguan City, so no firecrackers were burned tonight, but everyone still had a very happy time.

There are many reasons for this because the older female primitives joined them.

Seeing their surprised and helpless appearance when they heard the sound of gongs and drums, watching them imitate the people of their own tribe under the guidance of their own tribe and others, they seem to be very unfamiliar. Body, everyone in the Qingque Tribe feels very happy for no reason...

But the only regrettable thing is that on the first New Year's Eve spent here in Jinguan City, there was no snow.

A bonfire was lit here in Jinguan City, and when the gongs and drums were sounded, a bigger bonfire was also lit at the Qingque master tribe far away from here.

More people gathered together, jumping and jumping, spending this joyful time together.

In the Tongshan residential area, Shang, who drank a lot, with a red face, beat the drum in front of him vigorously, so as to make the lively atmosphere more enthusiastic.

The blazing bonfire tore apart the night sky and illuminated a large area.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can see that there are three places with bonfires lit at the same time in the vast darkness.

If Junior Brother Sha and others in the Qinling Division did not return to the main tribe from there after the snow fell, there would be four such points.

Dots of fire flicker in the dark like stars in the night sky.

Perhaps many, many years later, at times like these, many more places will light up together.

Those many fires connected together will be as bright as the stars in the sky...

"Xin Lianhao~"

After spending a New Year's Eve with the Qingque tribe living in Jinguan City, the older female primitives also know that the reason why the Qingque tribe is so happy is because it is an extremely important thing for them. festival.

The older female primitive people don't quite understand what a festival is, but they also have a vague understanding of it after going through yesterday's carnival together.

Although they still don't quite understand this festival called "Nian" by the people of the Qingque tribe, but this does not prevent them from liking this happy day at all, and dreaming that if their tribe can also be like Qingque Like the people of the Sparrow Tribe, how wonderful it would be to celebrate this festival called 'Nian'.

Looking at the well-dressed Qingque Tribe people who were smiling and saying the same sentence, the older female primitives couldn't help imitating the Qingque Tribe people, saying this sentence very bluntly. The language of the Qingque Tribe...

The older female primitives left reluctantly with some pottery and salt in exchange, and Qingque Twelve Years was also taken away with them.

With the departure of the older female primitives, the Thirteenth Year of Qingque came quietly.

There was no snow here in Jinguancheng, so after a five-day break after the new year, the people in Jinguancheng, led by Han Cheng, came to the field again with tools and continued to open up wasteland with tools.

At the same time, in an unknown place, a group of people also set off from the tribe with things...

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