It's autumn, and Meng Sheng counts the time. Ever since people from the Xia tribe went to make friends with each other, the Chubo tribe has not sent anyone over for several months. The natives in the tribe have almost eaten their salt, so there are inevitably some gossips. .
Meng Sheng is not afraid that the Qiubo tribe will get the benefits and forget their roots. He has already said the ugly words before. If they really dare to take advantage and not deliver the goods, he can find other tribes, but it will take some time. It is possible to give up the backer of the Yilin tribe.
When he was thinking whether he should send someone to the Qiubo Tribe to check the situation, Zhong Yang shouted anxiously: "It's not good, Meng Sheng, something happened!"
"What's the matter?" He was twisting the hemp rope, seeing that the male was in a hurry, he quickly put down what he was doing.
"Last night, two wild animals ran into our tribe and ruined most of the vegetables grown by a cave household."
Meng Sheng sat back on the bench: "The wild thing comes in and tramples to death a few plants, you have to come to me, brother, you are the chief, no matter how bad it is, there are two deputy chiefs, whoever can deal with it , how can it not be my turn!"
"Oh, it's just that the two deputy chiefs started scolding about this matter."
Zhong Yang grabbed Meng Sheng and explained as he walked.
After the autumn harvest, there will be more food in the tribe, and it is not uncommon for wild animals to sneak in. However, this year, no one spent a lot of effort to raise vegetables, and finally they were ruined by wild animals. I'm so angry.
Kong Jia made a lot of arrangements for this matter and Meng Sheng came up with some bad ideas. Planting some wild vegetables and berries would not fill his stomach at all. If he had so much time, he might as well go hunting. In the end, he would attract some wild animals and make the originally safe tribe become very dangerous. Tang Yu helped Meng Sheng speak, and the two males quarreled.
When Meng Sheng arrived, there were already many aborigines around, and the voices of arguing overshadowed the voices of persuasion.
"Have you had enough trouble! Just make people laugh!"
Shen Leng's voice was not loud, but very penetrating. The noisy crowd fell silent in an instant, looked at Meng Sheng one after another, and called out to the priest respectfully.
"When you encounter a little thing, you will know that you are noisy. What else can you do besides noisy!"
"The whole tribe is now decided by the priests. Now that something happens, the priests don't ask anything, they just blame it. It seems that no one dares to speak in the future." Kong Jia pressed his eyelids and looked directly at the male who came.
Meng Sheng squinted at him, raised his hand, and Zhong Yang put a basket of vegetables on his back on the ground: "When something goes wrong, the first thing to do is to find a way to solve it. If arguing can solve the problem, then no one will be hungry. .”
Turning his head, he said to the owner of the trampled vegetables: "Take these vegetables and eat them first. Don't be too sad. No one is happy when an accident happens. The members of our tribe helped each other and passed."
The aborigine looked at the basket of vegetables, wiped his red eyes from crying, and was surprised and happy: "Thank you priest."
Kong Jia sneered, and his tone was neutral: "The priest's house has so many dishes. Now one family has been stepped on, and they will all be trampled on in the future. I don't know if the priest will have so many dishes to deliver."
"It's reasonable. The priest's house really doesn't have that much food, so we can only work hard for everyone. It was originally said to rest for five days before building, but now there is a problem. We must build the wall together as soon as possible to prevent wild animals from running in."
The natives who watched nodded and agreed: "We have rested for two days, and we have almost rested. Let's start work today, priest!"
Meng Sheng was very satisfied with everyone's performance, and beckoned Tang Yu to lead everyone to start work.
After the people in the tribe left in a hurry, Kong Jia stepped forward and said, "The priest is really good at tricks. Everyone in the tribe will listen to whatever he says."
"That's what Meng Sheng did. Everyone can see it. It's not like some people who stand up and talk without pain." Zhong Yang retorted Meng Sheng, who looked down on him before Kong Jia and didn't bother to argue with him And brooding, today is the opportunity to catch it!
Kong Jia ignored Zhong Yang, but continued to talk to Meng Sheng: "The tribe is running out of salt, and I hope the priest can solve this problem properly, so don't let everyone down on you."
"I didn't expect that the deputy chief would worry about the tribe's affairs. I'm so relieved. It's a mistake to be the deputy chief and only care about himself." Meng Sheng said indifferently: "I advise you to be honest, it's not the same now. Those who have a partner and children, don't think about harming others or yourself."
After Meng Sheng finished speaking, he led Zhong Yang away.
Kong Jia clenched his fists tightly. Although Meng Sheng didn't mention anything, he always felt that this man knew something. He couldn't help thinking that Tang Yu spoke for him today, and he was immediately furious. It's likely that the brat had filed a complaint. He opposed it, the tribe deliberately didn't want to tolerate him!
With viciousness in his eyes, he punched the tree trunk. Sooner or later, these people will regret it.
Meng Sheng got busy again. He was worried that wild beasts would come into the tribe during the construction, so he asked a few natives to find some thorns and build a simple fence to protect them. The cave harvested the crops as quickly as possible.
The construction of the wall is not a small project. To effectively prevent the invasion of wild animals, not only must the wall be made high and strong, but traps must also be dug around the periphery. Of course, what Meng Sheng most yearns for is to be able to dig ditches to divert water, so that the tribe can drink water conveniently. It can also protect the city-state, but diverting water requires digging far away ditches. Now the focus is on building the shell of the city-state. It was difficult to realize the idea of a "moat" in the early days, so we had to dig the trap first.
Two days later, the construction project was in full swing. Meng Sheng was standing at a high place to oversee the work, but unexpectedly, he saw a group of indigenous people coming towards the tribe.
"Priest, has the Chubo tribe finally sent salt over here!"
The natives who built the city walls also found the crowds coming.
The aborigines who came were still far away from the Yilin tribe, and they could only see the shadows of small people, but they couldn't see their real appearance. However, except for the Chubo tribe, no one knew the location of the Yilin tribe.
Meng Sheng said: "Let's find a few people to meet outside."
After half an hour, the native who went to greet him ran back out of breath: "Priest, you are not from the Chubo tribe."
Meng Sheng raised his eyebrows.
"It's a member of the Miaoyuan tribe. Now people will join the tribe immediately. What should we do?"
Zhong Yang was puzzled: "How did the Miaoyuan tribe know the location of our tribe?"
"A visitor is a guest, no matter what, entertain them first." Meng Sheng went down from the city wall: "Take them to the newly built Grand Assembly Hall."
Although the houses built in the tribe have only been roughly repaired, many of the interiors are not complete, and all the stoves have not been opened, but considering that the Chubo tribe will come, he learned the lesson of having no place to entertain people before, so he first built the public buildings at once. Well, it is named Shenghui Hall. As the name suggests, it is a place for holding grand gatherings and receiving guests for the tribe. Now it just comes in handy.
When Meng Sheng packed up and went, the people from the Miaoyuan tribe hadn't entered yet.
At this time, I was watching the discussions outside the Grand Assembly Hall. After all, a large circular building with a stone base and brick enclosure is still unique. The Grand Assembly Hall is large and empty, enough to accommodate thousands of people.
If people from other tribes praised it without losing their composure, they would not be sorry for the many natives of the Yilin tribe who were researching and building day and night.
Amidst the discussion, Meng Sheng heard a call from a priest, and he subconsciously wanted to answer, only to find that it wasn't calling himself.
At this time, in the Miaoyuan tribe, a lean male came down from a chair carried by four strong natives. The man held a scepter in his hand and wore a piece of long animal skin. There were three colorful lines on his left face. arrogant.
After entering the Shenghui Hall, Meng Sheng knew that this person was a priest of the Miaoyuan tribe after being introduced by the two parties.
He rubbed his chin, isn't the treatment of the priests of the other tribes a bit too good? Someone will carry them when they travel, and someone will help them when they walk~
"The Yilin tribe really opened our eyes!" Priest Hong of the Miaoyuan tribe interrupted Meng Sheng's thoughts: "Earlier I heard that the Qiubo tribe came to make friends with the Yilin tribe in exchange for a lot of convenience. Tools back to the tribe, this time we have traveled a long distance, hoping to establish a friendly relationship with the Yilin tribe."
As soon as the words fell, the Miaoyuan Tribe brought out almost twenty baskets of seafood, and the pride on their faces was self-evident.
Meng Sheng chuckled: "Miaoyuan tribe is indeed a big tribe."
The shot is much more generous than the Chubo tribe, but it is a pity that the big tribe is not as polite as the small tribe. When he saw him, the flash of disgust in his eyes made him more sure that he chose the Chubo tribe.
He will do all the etiquette that should be done, greet the people of the tribe, prepare food to receive the people of the Miaoyuan tribe, and take them to exchange for what they want, but this time Meng Sheng did not lower the value of the metal tools.
If he wants to change something, he will change it. After all, he has spent so much time and effort to come all the way. It is far more convenient to come here in person than to bring things to the trading place to change them.
After eating and changing things, the Miaoyuan Tribe panicked when they saw that the Yilin Tribe had no intention of getting closer.
Hong and the chief of the tribe bit their ears for a while. As a noble priest of the big tribe, he couldn't put down his face to say good things to seek friendship, so he could only let the chief speak.
After several conversations, Meng Sheng learned the real purpose of the group's trip. He originally thought that the Miaoyuan tribe had discovered the method of the Qiubo tribe's salt harvesting. He didn't expect this group of people to have a bigger heart, but they valued it. Their tribe's method of making metalware.
He pushed it back with a few words, and it was a good idea to come to the door and ask for other people's housekeeping skills, and they are easy to bully when they are tribes.
"Priest, our tribe is willing to provide the Yilin tribe with three years of seaside delicacies free of charge in exchange for the method of smelting metal tools."
"Three years?" Tang Yu was not as good-tempered as Meng Sheng, and immediately became angry: "Why don't our tribe provide the Chubo tribe with forest delicacies for three years, and let us manage the tribe for three years!"
The people of the Miaoyuan tribe immediately turned dark: "We sincerely have good friends with the Yilin tribe, but I didn't expect the Yilin tribe to say such things to tease us! It seems that it is better for us not to come."
Meng Sheng suppressed a smile: "Don't be surprised, chief, our deputy chief has always been straightforward."
Having said that, there was no sense of blame in Meng Sheng's tone, which undoubtedly made the Miaoyuan tribe lose face. They all said they were going to leave, and they didn't intend to stay.
The priests of the Miaoyuan tribe had never suffered such grievances, and they insisted on pulling the chief away.
"Zhongyang, you take people to send off the Miaoyuan tribe, I still have to build the city wall, so I'm leaving first."
"Okay!" Zhong Yang stretched out his hand towards the Miaoyuan Tribe: "This way please."
The members of the Miaoyuan tribe angrily took their things out of the grand assembly hall. The natives lifted the priest up again, and the chief stood aside: "Priest, is it because the conditions of my tribe are too bad? Only the Yilin tribe will refuse?"
"Hmph, it's because they don't know what to do. How could the Chubo tribe propose better conditions than our tribe? They just don't want to befriend us."
"It's a pity that the Yilin tribe is indeed a miraculous tribe. Not only can they manufacture advanced tools, but these dwellings are strong and strange. If we can make friends with them, our tribe can also learn these methods."
Hong was very angry when he heard this: "What does the chief mean? Could it be that he dislikes my inaction and is not as good as the priest of the Yilin tribe?"
"Priest, I didn't mean that! Your contribution to our tribe is obvious to all of us."
The chief paused and said: "The priests of the Yilin tribe are ashamed, and they actually want to build it in person. In such a big scene like today, a deputy chief interrupted. It seems that the status in the tribe is not high. Maybe the Yilin tribe The construction is not his credit. He is simply not comparable to you."
Hong Wenyan felt a little more at ease in his heart, and when he was about to close his eyes to rest, he caught a glimpse of the person who came to see him off from the corner of his eye. This person was not the chief of the Yilin tribe. According to the introduction just now, he remembered that it was Kong Jia. deputy chief.
The silent male stood not far away. He didn't know how long it had been here. His heart was suffocated. The conversation just now must have been overheard. When he was thinking about how to speak, he heard the male speak first.
"The chief has something to do temporarily, so I can only send you off."
"Hmph, the etiquette of the Yilin tribe is really embarrassing."
Kong Jia smiled apologetically: "I'll make the priest laugh, since the change of rank, the Feng Qi of the Yilin tribe is indeed not as good as before."
"Oh?" Hong squinted at the handsome man, and from his words, he heard a strong sigh.
"The Miaoyuan tribe is a well-known big tribe. If it was according to my intention, they would have come to make friends a long time ago. Now that the Miaoyuan tribe has come here in person, it is already a great honor. Unexpectedly, our priest would refuse."
Hong was elated by this bragging: "The Yilin tribe should be led by someone like you, but you are a deputy chief."
Now it was Kong Jia who was in a state of mind.
"I didn't expect to have such a conversation with the priest." A bright light flashed in Kong Jia's eyes: "There is something I want to discuss with the priest...."
A few days later, when the tribe's salt was empty, the Chubo tribe finally arrived.
The Chubo tribe, who hadn't been here for several months, barely recognized it after entering the Yilin tribe.
After baskets of salt were transported into the tribe, Zhan approached Meng Sheng: "Priest, if I didn't see you, I thought I went to the wrong tribe."
"You guys are here. If you don't come, I thought you ran away with the method of picking salt."
"How is it possible! The priest helped our tribe so much, how could we not keep our promise! The reason why we came late was some accident." Having said that, Zhan sighed.
After careful questioning, Meng Sheng found out that in the second month after they returned to the tribe, the Chubo tribe expanded the scope of the salt fields, and the salt they took was several times as much as before. Everyone was immersed in joy, but they didn't Forget the priest who gave them all this.
Zhan immediately sent two people to the Yilin tribe to deliver the news. First, to pass the good news, and secondly, to discuss with the Yilin tribe when to let them send the salt there.
However, the person sent out didn't believe him after half a month, so Zhan had no choice but to send another person, but if he still went, there was no result. No one has returned to the tribe so far.
Zhan gathered the people in the tribe and prepared to send the salt directly. However, he did not expect that the Miaoyuan tribe blocked him everywhere on the road.
"I heard that people from the Miaoyuan tribe have come to the Yilin tribe." Zhan asked with some trepidation. Since the people from the Miaoyuan tribe returned, they have never stopped them from coming. He is afraid that they have not been to Yilin for a long time. The tribe wrote back, and other tribes had been chosen.
Meng Sheng shook his head: "At first I wondered how the Miaoyuan tribe knew the location of our tribe. I thought it had something to do with the missing people of the Chubo tribe."
When Zhan learned that the Yilin tribe and the Miaoyuan tribe did not make friends, he was both surprised and happy. His hair was going gray because of this a while ago, and now the stone in his heart has fallen.
The salt that the Chubo tribe brought this time is enough for the Yilin tribe to eat for the winter. The quality of the salt is better than before, but the important thing is that it is provided free of charge.
Meng Sheng asked the people of the tribe to smelt some fishing hooks and large harpoons, and asked Luo to weave some fishing nets with hemp rope, and sent the fishing gear to the Chubo tribe, hoping to receive some seafood before the winter.
Although the Miaoyuan tribe already had a lot of stocks when they came to exchange tools, but this year, after all, they focused on construction and did not hoard much food. He was afraid that there would not be enough food for the winter.
The Chubo tribe thanked Meng Sheng repeatedly for getting the fishing gear, and promised to send seafood before the winter. Most of the able-bodied people in the tribe came to deliver salt. The Chubo tribe was afraid of problems with the salt fields in the tribe, so they did not dare to stay in the Yilin tribe for a long time, and hurried back after handing over the matter.
Halfway through the construction of the city wall, after the natives gained experience, Meng Sheng stopped guarding it every day and turned back to guard Qiu Juan.
Qiu Juan lived in seclusion and stayed in the cave for five or six months. Since the fruits and vegetables outside the cave were harvested, he was fine.
"I'm going to guide the interior construction of our house now, and you are allowed to go out with me." Qiu Juan was a little happy: "Really?"
Meng Sheng led the person: "I won't say it if it's fake."
The newly built house occupies a large area, so that the couple can only walk a few steps out of the cave. He chose a house at random and took Qiu Juan inside.
The method of the stove is actually very simple. It is nothing more than to be able to ventilate and exhaust smoke, and to be able to put down the pot.
He brought some sample pots and utensils from the smelter, including a large-diameter pot with a shallow bottom for cooking and a deep-diameter pot for stewing. These are the two most basic pots, and there is also a small pot that is placed on the stove. Just mix some cold water into it, and when the rice is ready, the water in the pot will be hot, which is very practical for washing dishes.
In the end, he chose these three pots as the standard pots, and the opening of the pot for the stove should be the size of these three pots. If the aborigines want to use other pots in the future, they can modify them by themselves.
The frame is made of bricks, and it is divided into a hearth, a hearth, and a hearth for the charcoal fire at the bottom. In fact, some stoves do not have a hearth for the charcoal fire at the bottom, but he plans to make a kang.
The tribes are cold in winter, and it would be too cold to sleep at night without a kang. When the time comes, put the charcoal for cooking under the kang, so as not to burn charcoal before going to bed to keep warm.
He crushed and mixed limestone, clay, iron ore, and coal to make simple and rough cement, which was used as an adhesive between bricks. After the frame was built, the surface of the stove had to be smoothed.
These materials for making cement are thanks to the aboriginals who are interested in stones in the tribe. When they used copper ore to smelt metal weapons, some aboriginals thought that such an ordinary stone was so useful, so they began to pay attention to the stones around them. Any stones that are not often seen at ordinary times should be brought back for him to see.
So limestone and iron ore were discovered one after another. Now at the smelting field, Meng Sheng has encouraged them to make alloys, smelt pig iron, and forge wrought iron.
It is still in the stage of exploration, and he has no time to guide them one by one. He is already busy with the construction work. He always believes that the indigenous people can create it, but it is only a matter of time.
When he was laying bricks, Qiu Juan sat not far from him and handed him bricks. Although the efficiency was not as good as that of him doing it alone, he enjoyed working with the two of them, just like back when he was making simple firework. The time when the stove smelted metal utensils, but this stove is not the same stove.
It took more than three hours for the couple to finish the stove slowly.
Meng Sheng washed his hands, lifted Ya Nu gently, and stroked his waist: "Are you tired?"
"Not tired, much better than staying in a cave."
Meng Sheng affectionately pecked Yafei's face: "Let's go back."
"Didn't you say you want to make a kang again?"
"It's getting late, we'll do it tomorrow."
Qiu Juan finally came out and didn't really want to go back, so he didn't answer for a while. Meng Sheng saw through people's small thoughts at a glance, and coaxed: "You don't want to go back now, I'll take you to the fence, okay?"
Only then did Yafei have a smile on her face.
The wall surrounds the city-state, and more than half of the circle has been built. Meng Sheng calculated the progress and estimated that it will be almost ten days. After the wall is completed, everyone will be arranged to make stoves and kangs, so that everyone can move in when winter comes. In the new residence.
"Brother Meng, why did Kong Jia start to help with the construction? Didn't he always disobey your arrangements?"
Qiu Juan's doubts turned him back into a god, and looking from a distance, Kong Jia was indeed among them, looking quite serious.
He frowned: "Let's go and have a look."
Seeing the couple coming together, Zhong Yang went up to exchange some pleasantries, and Meng Sheng asked directly.
"You talk about him!" Zhong Yang said with a smile: "After you scolded him last time, Kong Jia became much more honest. Didn't the people from the Miaoyuan tribe come here a while ago? He took the initiative to send him away. You After going to work on the stove, Kong Jia came here to help, and he was the last one to leave every day, not to mention the early ones, he did a great job!"
Meng Sheng couldn't be happy when he heard the words, there must be demons when things go wrong, he didn't believe that Kong Jia would change his ways so quickly.
"What's wrong, don't you believe it?"
"Do you think the dog changed to eat shit in a while?"
Zhong Yang scratched his hair: "Do dogs eat shit?"
Meng Sheng pressed his temples, too, the dog might not be eating shit at this time.