Ordinary days always pass quickly. In the blink of an eye, the humid, hot and rainy summer is over, and the cool and dry autumn is here.

The grain crops in the fields have gradually matured, and the rice has turned golden yellow. The wind blows over and brings waves.

Today is the gathering of rice harvesting. The captain of the planting team, Rock, gave everyone a stone sickle or bone sickle.

These two tools are similar to the sickle used by Chen Bei to harvest rice in his previous life, but they look a little simpler.

The meniscus-shaped stone sickle or bone sickle has a row of fine teeth at the edge. When cutting rice, you only need to pull it gently. These teeth are like saws and can cut the rice rod.

"Chief, you can start."

After Yan sent out the tools, he stood beside Chen Bei and waited for Chen Bei to cut the first knife.

Chen Bei wore a straw hat woven with reed poles on his head, a cool and breathable linen cloth, a pair of breathable animal leather shoes, and a stone sickle standing next to the rice field.

“Harvest!”

Chenbei walked down the rice fields, cut a handful of rice with a stone sickle, then raised it high, shouting at the tribe members with a smile on his face.

This is like a command to start. Everyone takes tools to go down the field and starts to harvest rice. Everyone’s face is filled with the joy of harvest.

These rice are much more delicious than other miscellaneous grains, especially the elderly and children, who like them very much.

Some people are responsible for harvesting rice, some are responsible for picking up rice from the rice stalk, some are responsible for bagging, and some are responsible for transporting the filled rice back to the tribe.

There are also some children from tribes who hold bags and seriously see falling rice ears or grains in the fields.

Every grain of food is extremely precious in the eyes of tribes, and no one dares to waste it.

"One bag, two bags, three bags..."

By the side of the field, the green spider was holding a piece of animal skin, counting and recording with an animal brush. This was the job assigned to her by Chen Bei.

Green Spider can't write numbers, Chen Bei taught her a method, which is to draw horizontal lines, one bag is one horizontal line, and two bags are two horizontal lines... After drawing five horizontal lines, change to another column and continue drawing, similar to writing "positive" counting.

This method is simple and effective, and it does not require any brains. The green spider is drawn neatly, just like writing Chinese characters.

As for the final statistics work, it will be handed over to Chenbei, because Green Spider has never learned how to calculate.

It is worth mentioning that Chenbei has taught Arabic numerals to some children in the tribe, because these numbers are the easiest and easiest to learn.

Like Qiao in the trading area, Chenbei only taught her a few times, and she had learned addition and subtraction within 100, and was working hard to learn larger numbers.

After the green spider recorded the number of bags of grain, the other prisoners were responsible for transporting the grain back to the tribe with wooden wheels, and some were responsible for drying it.

Everyone in the entire Mang tribe was busy because of the arrival of autumn harvest.

The lack of food during the attack of the Diao Tribe made the members of the Mang Tribe cherish the food more. They were very happy to see the empty warehouse filling up bit by bit again.

A few days later, all the rice was harvested, and hundreds of bags, seven or eight thousand kilograms were harvested.

With so much rice, Chenbei, the leader, can also eat white rice from time to time.

Of course, it is impossible to eat openly. There are too many people in the tribe. If you want to eat openly, you will have to plant it for at least a few more years. The existing rice fields will continue to expand.

After harvesting the rice, the grains such as buckwheat, soybeans, sorghum were ripe and they were collected one after another.

There are also red cones, soles of potatoes, various vegetables and fruits, which are continuously harvested this autumn.

The granaries of the Mang Tribe were once again filled with several granaries.

"After all, there is no shortage of food."

Chenbei closed the door of the last granary and smiled with satisfaction.

"Chief, does our tribe continue to recruit tourists?"

The totem warrior guarding the granary asked.

"Why, I feel sorry for the food? I don't want to give it to tourists?" Chen Bei smiled and exposed his little thoughts.

The totem warrior smiled awkwardly and said, "In front of the leader, nothing can be hidden."

Chen Beidao: "It's normal for you to have this kind of idea, it doesn't matter."

"However, tribes must have more populations to grow, produce and grow more arable land, and have more food."

"This is a virtuous cycle, do you understand? If we had not recruited those tourists before, and relying on our tribe, how could we have planted so much land and harvested so much food now?"

The totem warrior said in a slight understanding: "The leader means that the more people you collect, the more food you will get?"

Chen Bei nodded and said, "If the year is good and there is no major natural disaster, it is indeed the case."

The totem warrior raised his head and said, "Chief, I understand. I will never dislike tourists for wasting food in the future."

"Hahaha, I hope everyone can think so."

Chen Bei patted the totem warrior and turned around and left.

After the autumn harvest, the trading area of ​​the Mang Tribe opened again.

The news that the Mang tribe defeated the Diao tribe has been learned by surrounding tribes and tourists with the intentional publicity of the Mang tribe.

They were indeed frightened by the killing and robbery of the Diao Tribe, but as the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food.

For these tourists and tribes near the Mang tribe, salt is a necessary item, and fur and food for winter are also necessary things.

And these things can now be traded to them by the Mang tribe.

Because after the Diao Tribe was repelled by the Mang Tribe this time, it has stopped coming here to make a deal. Before they are fully confident, they will not provoke the Mang Tribe again.

Therefore, the trading area of ​​the Mang Tribe soon became lively again.

Winter is approaching, and both tourists and small tribes are eager to stock up on some food and fur for the winter.

On this day, the trading area of ​​Mang Tribe welcomed a group of different guests.

A group of wild tribes brought a group of bears to the Mang tribe.

"This is, the Bear Tribe? They are here too!"

"Do not block their way. These bears are not a good temper. If they anger, they will be troublesome."

Small tribes that knew the Youxiong Tribe made their way out, and the tourists also avoided them from afar.

The Youxiong Tribe is famous for its evil reputation, and many tribes are unwilling to provoke them.

After Chen Bei received the news, he rushed over immediately. This was a big customer, so Qiao must not be able to entertain him. He had to go there in person.

"Hahaha, Chief Chen, we're meeting again!"

The leader of the bear tribe was walking in the front. Oh, he was riding a big black and white bear. The big bear was still biting a piece of his head and chewing it constantly.

Panda, is it actually the battle pet of the leader of the Bear Tribe?
Chapter completed!