Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Chapter 122 Lotus

The two of them dug, buried, modified and repaired every day, and slowly they began to reap rewards. One morning, they even went around and brought back six or seven small animals. Liefeng and the other dogs followed behind, and their tails were almost turning into propellers.

However, as the day went on, I don't know if the guys coming to the field had learned their lesson or if their numbers had really shrunk, but fewer and fewer of them fell into the traps, and there were fewer signs of damage on the field, so everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This is one of the most important things they can rely on to get through the cold season.

Every day I stare eagerly, waiting for the crops to bloom and bear fruit.

With the help of Pigeon and the others, the brick-making speed was much faster, and soon enough bricks were burned for building the kang. Qingjiu and Guoqi picked a few people with good hands-on skills and followed them to learn how to build the kang. These people have been curious about the kang for a long time, and now they finally get to learn how to build one themselves. They will also live on the kang in the future, and they are all very happy.

"Chief, we have moved in all the bricks and mixed the mud." Aqiao came in and said to Qingjiu who was discussing the layout with Guoqi.

Guo Qi looked sideways at the mud they had made and said, "This won't work. Go to the yard next door and fetch a load of hay. Simply cut it and mix it in."

Although Aqiao didn't understand, he was very clear about the execution and got it done quickly.

Guo Qi was already very familiar with it when he was building the kang. In the beginning, he and Qingjiu taught while they were building the two rooms. Later on, he followed to help and took charge. The construction was mainly done by people like Aqiao. Qingjiu had already taken people out hunting.

Ji Lang followed the goat out a few more times afterwards, but he didn't always get anything. Several times the prey escaped from his hands. He even encountered danger once and was almost pierced through by the horn of a desperate goat. Fortunately, he knew his own weight and the strength of an adult ram should not be underestimated. Even though the goat looked like it was about to die, he did not dare to let down his guard and approached it cautiously. The goat suddenly stood up and bumped into him with its head sideways. Fortunately, he had been tense and immediately dodged sideways.

The goat's horns were deeply embedded in the soil, and it took a lot of effort to pull them out. Ji Lang looked at the bowl-sized hole and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat again.

If this thing pierced my body, I would probably die along with the goat.

At first, when the prey escaped from his hands, he felt discouraged and embarrassed. Later, he gradually realized that he was not the only one. In fact, hunting failure is a very normal thing. No hunter can have 100% hunting success, whether it is human or other beasts.

He then realized that sometimes the hunting team would be out for a whole day and might change several places to look for prey. Sometimes they would bring back some wild vegetables and fruits because even if they didn't kill any prey, they couldn't return to the tribe empty-handed.

The noise they made as they walked past was so loud that the pheasants in the mountains were startled and flew up. The sound of their flapping wings echoed in the valley.

"We can go back and look for a pheasant's nest and bring back some eggs. I've been thinking about raising pheasants before, so we can find a chance to try it." Ji Lang said as he watched the pheasants flying away in the distance.

Qing Jiu responded, "Their nests are usually on cliffs, so they are not easy to catch."

The two men carried a bucket of fish, which contained dozens of fish of all sizes.

They had just been caught in the lake. Ever since they had installed a water pipe to bring water to the yard, they had seldom been to the lake. This time, Ji Lang thought that they could pick the lotus pods and take them home to eat, so the whole family went out to pick them. This time, not only Chuan, but also the two little ones Tao An and Tao Rong were brought along. Each of them had a bamboo basket, which was carried by Xi Shi on a shoulder pole. In their hands, they were holding the strange-looking big leaves that they had just picked, and they were playing with them back and forth in their hands, humming the song that everyone had been singing all the time. Even Tao An, who was usually rather dull, had a smile on his face, and was looking around curiously.

This is their first time going out.

And they don’t have to walk by themselves, just sit quietly in the bamboo basket.

"Tao Rong, sit still! I tell you, if you fall down, get out of here. You'll have to live alone in the wild. I won't look for you." Sa Shi took two quick steps and patted little Tao Rong's naughty little head that kept sticking out.

"Ahm~" The little guy stretched out his chubby hands to show her a peeled lotus seed in his hand, which was still stained with saliva from just chewing it.

Sa Shi took it and looked at the not-so-obvious mark on it. He wiped it on his clothes with some disgust and threw it into his mouth to eat.

Tao Rong, who just wanted Am to find a way to feed her because she couldn't bite it: ...

“Wuuuwaaa…wuuuwaa…Amu is bad~” He immediately started crying and accusingly.

Xishi, who already had difficulty walking because the two kids were restless and kept moving around, said: "...You can comfort them yourself."

He was so angry that his temples were throbbing. He slapped his girl on the strong back without mercy, and Sa Shi immediately grimaced.

"Emu, why did you hit me?"

"You're asking for a beating! You won't feel at ease unless you make her cry once a day, right?" Li was really speechless. Any normal person could see that the kid wanted to eat it but couldn't bite it, so she asked her to break it open and feed it to her. But she just ate it in one bite.

Sa felt very aggrieved. She thought her little girl was being filial and shared the food with her.

He walked to Tao An in silence, picked out a lotus seed from the lotus pod that he was holding and that had been specially prepared for him to play with, without even peeling it, and turned around to hand it to Tao Rong, "Here, here, here, stop crying."

Little Tao Rong took a look and saw that it was green and different from the one that Am ate. "Not this one~ I want mine."

Sa Shi resigned himself to peeling the lotus seeds for her, while Li reminded him to pinch out the core.

Tao An, who had a lotus seed taken away from him inexplicably, raised his little head and stared at the lotus pod for a while. He felt like crying, but then he thought, forget it, since it was given to Am and his sister anyway, he didn't mind. The corners of his mouth that were about to turn up to cry were retracted.

His series of actions happened to be seen by Xishi who was carrying a shoulder pole. Oh, his kid was really sensible, enduring so much at such a young age.

When he gets back, he will personally reward his sensible little boy.

This time they picked a lot of lotus pods, caught fish, and even broke off two baskets of water celery, which they could stir-fry with smoked bacon when they got home. They came a little late, and many of the water celery were a little old, but there were indeed a lot of them, and they soon had two baskets of them.

The fish in the big tank that was heated last time had been eaten up recently. Now pouring this big bucket of fish into it immediately made it seem a bit crowded. Feng grabbed a handful of grass seeds from somewhere and sprinkled them in the tank, muttering, "You have to grow up quickly, so that you can be turned into delicious fish ball soup when the cold season comes."

"What are you spreading?" Ji Lang couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Hehe, I heard from Sister Pigeon last time that there were people in their tribe who raised fish, and they would feed them this grass and grass seeds. I picked up half a basket from the roadside today." Feng said, pointing to a bamboo basket on the ground, which was filled with wild grass that Ji Lang did not recognize.

Is it so magical? Ji Lang moved closer and saw fish of all sizes gathering around him, swallowing them one by one.

The fish, which was originally squeezed to death in the bucket, now seemed to be injected with chicken blood and couldn't stop eating.

This is not just weeds, it is simply the "show off" of fish.

The days passed quickly, and red peppers began to appear in the fields after the second round of planting.

That day, Jilang and Xishiyi went to the fields to check on the potatoes, pumpkins and corn. As they were walking back, they saw a group of people from the neighboring yard coming up the line. They were carrying large backpacks and shouting loudly, with joy in their tone.

It was a bit far away, and there were so many people shouting, so Ji Lang couldn't hear clearly. He asked Xi Shi beside him, "What are they shouting?"

Xishi smiled and said, "They just came back from the noodle fruit forest. They must be ready to pick the noodle fruits. They are all excited."

Ji Lang was stunned. He calculated the time and realized that the windy season was coming soon. Wouldn’t the noodles be ripe by then?

"You will be busy during this windy season. I don't know where Zhou and the others are. It's time for them to come back, right?" Ji Lang was still a little worried. First, he was afraid that something might happen to them. Second, the salt he had now was definitely enough for food, but it was not certain if he wanted to use it in large quantities to pickle vegetables or meat. He still needed the salt they brought back.

Xi Shi looked at the surrounding sky and the movement of the clouds. "I've been out for more than four full months. It's time to come back. The wind will pick up in the next few days. The clouds are moving very fast."

"Ah? So soon? I calculated that the warm season would take more than a month to arrive." Ji Lang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this warm season would be so short.

Xi Shi explained quickly, "It's not the windy season, it's just that the wind will blow for a few days. It looks like the windy season will come later this time, two full moons later." In fact, he was a little worried, because by that time the food in the fields would be ripe, and some people would have to be assigned to the fields to help. There would be fewer people hunting, and he didn't know if they could store enough meat for the cold season.

We can only hope that Zhou and the others come back as soon as possible, so that we can go hunting in advance. Since we have plenty of salt, we can pickle more.

After a while, a group of people coming up from the mountain met Jilang and his friends.

"Priest! Xishi! Look, what have we brought back?" The leader was A Yang, his face still showing familiar excitement.

Ji Lang: Why does he always have this expression every time I meet this guy?

Jilang and Xiju, who knew it a long time ago but didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm, pretended to look into the baskets behind them and asked, "What is that?"

"It's the noodle fruit!" Ah Yang's voice was a little loud. "You can pick the noodle fruit now, but there are very few left. We spent a lot of effort to pick these today. It's all thanks to the knife you gave us, the priest."

They knew that there was a flour fruit forest here before, but had never been there. It was Guo Qi who suddenly remembered that the flour fruits should be ripe, so he took them to have a look. They caught quite a lot today, and their baskets could not hold them all, so Guo Qi and Qing Jiu stayed behind to transport the fruits back first and then load a few carts over.

"Ayang, don't get excited. The leader is still waiting. Let's carry him back quickly and pull the cart over." An older hunter behind urged.

Several people left in a hurry again.

The group ran three or four times a day, and in the evening there was a pile of football-sized dough fruits in the yard.

When this thing is ripe, the juice inside is very thick, just like the pumpkin porridge. It is completely different from the previous refreshing taste. It is sticky and Ji Lang doesn't like to drink it.

But it is just right for the two little guys Tao An and Tao Rong to drink, they also like it, including Xiaoman and Chuan, they all like to drink this.

Opening two every day is enough for the little ones to drink, and the rest are left in the yard to dry and will be collected slowly when the winter comes.

This thing is considered a staple food in this world, both in terms of taste and yield. The only drawback is that it will go bad quickly if it gets exposed to rain.

After the rainy season, even though the fruits were covered with tarpaulin, some of the dough that was still touching the ground outside had gone bad.

Later, when they lifted the tarpaulin, the smell was so intoxicating that it lingered for a long time. The others were fine, but for Xishi and Liefeng, who had a keen sense of smell, those days were really hard to endure.

So this time, Ji Lang built a calf-high rack for drying the noodles, which took him several days of work. Moreover, since there were two yards, he couldn't favor one over the other. What he had here, he had to get there as well. Fortunately, these people were not blind and they helped a lot while Ji Lang was busy.

They also came up with a lot of ideas. Now there is a layer of stones under the two shelves. They took into consideration that when there are too many fruits, the wooden shelves might be crushed. So they took the time to carry back a lot of stones from the mountain and put them under the shelves to serve as support.

Grandma Xue usually collects a lot of herbs, and she needs a larger space to use them. It is not appropriate to squeeze together with other people. After discussing with Ji Lang and Qing Jiu, she asked the people in the tribe to help her dig a smaller cave next to the doorway and build a kang inside.

There were two wooden shelves inside, filled with bottles and jars. Of course, the bottles were mineral water bottles, and the jars were pottery jars. Some of them contained dried herbs, some contained medicinal powders, and some contained herbal juice. When Ji Lang saw it for the first time, he was quite amazed at the variety.

Thinking that the windy season was coming soon, followed by the rainy season and the cold season, Grandma Xue took the initiative to ask Ji Lang for help. She wanted to ask Ji Lang to build a doghouse for Damao as well.

She had thought about making one herself before. She spent a lot of time chopping wood boards but still had no idea how to make it into a beautiful little house. After two days of struggling, she had to give up and then found Ji Lang.

"Okay, I never thought of going here. I'll make one for it in the next two days." Ji Lang agreed readily. He really had to give Damao a whole place to live.

This is simple and only takes half a day. I have a lot of wooden boards at home.