Chapter 62: A feat across the age

　　Today is a significant day for Han Cheng or the entire Qingque tribe.
　　 Because just today, Han Cheng took them to a cross-age feat!
　　Grow rapeseed!
　　Well, as soon as the specific things of this cross-age initiative were revealed, the force was immediately pulled from the sky to the underground.
　　 But Han Cheng did not exaggerate, this is indeed a pioneering work across the ages.
　　 Because this is the first step the Qingque tribe has taken from fishing and hunting to farming.
　　 The people in the tribe who worked under his guidance didn't know the meaning of this matter. As a traverser, Han Cheng knew it.
The forest on the west side of the tribe, about fifty meters away from the westernmost wall, had a rather ill-fated fate. First, Han Cheng led the people to peel off a piece of the root skin, standing there silently waiting for death. Come.
　　 Before they could die completely, a big storm came on them again.
　　 That's good, it's a great pleasure for them.
They were overthrown to the ground by the big storm, and their deaths were not peaceful, because in the following days, due to the construction of the wall, many of their bodies were dismembered in a brutal manner by the people of the Qingque tribe. , And then was sealed in the wall...
　　 Now, they will be destroyed again-burned by fire.
　　 A few months have passed. These fallen trees, except for some relatively strong ones, are still alive after falling to the ground. The rest of the leaves have all fallen off, exposing the skinny torso, a bit like animal skeletons.
　　 When the wall was built to gather wood, Han Jincheng had a certain plan.
　　 He circled an area of ​​about three or four acres on the fallen forest that was originally intended as farmland.
　　 Ask the people in the tribe to collect the wood from it first, and then use the yard after using up the available.
　　 Now, the benefits of doing this have been reflected.
　　 There are far fewer trees in this area than in other places.
　　 Han Cheng only needs to take his tribe to clean up for a while, and he can set it on fire.
　　 But Han Cheng still feels distressed about burning so many tree trunks. To be honest, the big tree trunks left here are the best building materials, but there is no way. With the tribe’s current tools, there is nothing to do with them.
　　 Therefore, these talents can only be used for chopping wood, no, it is worse than chopping wood.
　　 At the very least, chopping wood can also make a fire to cook and then fatten up the fields, but they can only burn themselves in vain to fatten the primitive fields under them.
　　Well, maybe this is called being born at the wrong time, not expecting talent...
Han Cheng was reluctant to burn this large piece of wood. In order to avoid burning even camps, before the fire, Han Cheng made a clean out of a nearly 20-meter wide area around the four acres of land. The isolation belt and the wood that needs to be burned for fertilizer fields are also gathered as far as possible in the middle.
　　 The four acres of land are covered with a thick layer of wood, and above the wood are leaves collected from the surroundings.
　　 Han Cheng took the burning wood from the hands of the big brother, and got on the dry leaves.
　　The scorching flame quickly made the thirsty leaves become hot, and then they were completely ignited and sank in.
　　 When the dry wood that can no longer be dried meets the raging fire, the enthusiasm that bursts out is enough to be eye-catching.
　　 If you don’t look down, your eyebrows and eyelashes will be burnt.
The 　　 tile blue tile blue sky looked extremely high, a few white clouds, floating there like cotton, motionless.
　　 Under the clear sky, a thick plume of smoke rose up, far away from the blazing flames below, and there was a feeling of laziness.
　　Witch, big brother and others looked at a large sea of ​​fire from afar, feeling the scorching temperature, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.
Han Cheng is not afraid at all, because this is not a later life, he does not have to worry that someone will come over suddenly like a cat smelling fishy, ​​take him away in a car, and then be fined three thousand yuan and detained for another half month... …
　　 Under the blue sky and white clouds, the plumes of smoke rise in the air, bringing a reassuring atmosphere of human existence to this era of recklessness.
　　 God gave Han Cheng a face to see the celestial phenomena, and there was no wind all day long. This made Han Cheng who was always ready to put out the fire, and Han Cheng who ran away quickly if he couldn't kill it, breathed a sigh of relief.
　　 Until the evening approached, the fire was gradually extinguished, only wisps of smoke rose slowly under the afterglow of the setting sun.
　　 Confirmed that the fire would not burn Han Cheng elsewhere, and returned to the tribe with the people in the tribe.
　　The courtyard wall has been built, but there is actually a bit of trouble, that is, when going back to the cave in the past, they walked from wherever they were near, but now it doesn’t work. They have to bypass the courtyard wall gate to get back into the courtyard...
　　 On the next day, Han Cheng once again took the people from the tribe, except for the courtyard, and brought tools to the clearing that was burned out yesterday.
　　 Under Han Cheng's demonstration, everyone spread the burned ashes on the blackened land, spreading them as evenly as possible.
　　 Then he picked up the multifunctional weapon in the tribe, the tree stick, and started digging.
However, the stick used for digging soil has some changes compared with before. That is, the end used for digging soil has become flatter, which is good for inserting into the soil and pushing up more soil. .
　　 The soil was pushed up, and the ashes on the ground mixed with the soil and became entangled.
　　Because this is the first piece of land in the tribe, it is also a habitat that has never been cultivated, so Han Cheng decided to go through all of them before starting rapeseed.
　　 Of course, the current type of translation cannot be compared with later generations. It will take a long time for the plow of later generations to be turned down now, and it is still far from the later generations.
　　 This kind of flipping is only about ten centimeters deep.
　　 That’s it, it’s already a lot of work for the people of the Qingque tribe with simple tools!
　　 The entire tribe was dispatched together with capable people, and it took six days to turn over this four-acre piece of land.
Of course ~EbookFREE.me~ This is also the current planting of less land. If there is more land, Han Cheng would not be able to adopt such a time-consuming and laborious method. When the tools cannot be improved, he can only carry out extremely extensive In slash and burn cultivation, only a small amount of land can be intensively cultivated.
After turning aside 　　, the next step is to watch Han Cheng's performance.
　　 He poured half of the rapeseeds stored in the clay pot into a clay bowl, walked to the ground, reached out to grab a handful of cold rapeseeds, and then began to sprinkle it into the ground.
　　 Of course, this kind of sprinkling is not a whole handful of sprinkling, but loosening a gap between your fingers and walking forward while sprinkling.
　　 stepped on the soft soil mixed with grass ash, Han Cheng walked forward while sowing the seeds.
In a daze, he saw a picture that he couldn’t go back--it was a warm spring. Mother was playing barefoot, leaning the pot filled with fertilizer on her waist with her left hand, and walking forward while holding the fertilizer with her right hand, while spreading it forward. , The white fertilizer falls to the ground like a pearl...
　　 The same barefoot father, holding an iron plow in one hand, and a whip tied with a red string in the other, shouting two cows to move forward.
　　 left a moist land turned over.
A small child, sitting on the ridge, in front of him is an elderly aluminum kettle that can be placed on a coal stove to boil water. Next to the aluminum kettle lies a yellow dog, wagging its tail, and feels happy. You and the little child, one by one, eating the peanuts in the straw hat in the child's arms as a snack...
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