After the sacrifice was completed, Chen Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his house to cook the meat.

He hasn't had a moment of rest these days, and he is so busy that he can't touch the ground every day. Now he can finally take a rest.

"Gulugulu..."

In the stone pot, the broth was rolling. Chenbei threw a handful of dried vegetables, two slices of wild ginger, a few wild mountain peppers, a little pepper, and finally salt.

Soon, the rich meat aroma spread, making people feel appetite strong.

While he was waiting for the broth to be cooked, he was bored and began to clean up his own house.

There was a stone lamp on the table, which was polished by Chenbei for the stone tool master.

The lamp contains fish oil and wicks made of rushes growing by the river.

Fish oil is no longer a rare thing as the tribe's fishing ability improves, but it is still relatively luxurious to use fish oil to light the lamp. Only Chenbei and Qingzhu in the tribe have this qualification.

Chenbei lit two wicks and the room gradually became brighter.

Since he came back, he has not sorted out any other things except for some rare herbs collected in the plant forest to Qingzhu in time.

"Crazy..."

Chen Bei poured everything in the big skin bag on the table.

There were some jerky meat, a bamboo tube filled with water, several bone and stone spearheads, two tree tribes, a few gems given to him by the leader of the Chuanshan tribe... and a small animal skin bag.

Chen Bei sorted out other things in different categories and placed them on the rough shelf made by the carpenter, and finally set his sights on the small animal skin bags.

The small animal skin bag was given to him by the red leaves of the tree tribe, and it contained seeds.

But Chenbei has not opened it to see it, and he doesn't know what seeds it is inside.

Chen Bei picked up the small animal skin bag. It was softer and sewed very well. It was much better than the animal skin bag Chen Bei used himself.

He untied the leather rope that bound the animal skin bag and gently poured out the seeds inside.

There are no less than ten kinds of seeds in them, some are black, some are brown, dark red, and even green seeds.

If Chen Bei saw the plants directly, he might still know them, but they were all seeds, so he would have caught them blindly, and he didn't know what kind of seeds these plants were.

"Plant them all in the yard next year, and wait until they grow up before seeing what kind of plant it is."

Chenbei wanted to put these seeds back into the bag again.

But when he was halfway through, he was suddenly attracted by some small seeds.

They were some dark brown seeds, ovate, like relatively round pyramids, which were not eye-catching in the dim light.

However, Chen Bei picked up a seed and looked carefully under the light, but suddenly became excited!

"Is this buckwheat?"

Chen Bei carefully separated the seeds on the table and selected all the small seeds, about dozens of them.

Because the number is relatively small, Chen Bei gritted his teeth and decided to peel it to see if it was buckwheat.

He picked up a seed, peeled off the hard shell outside with distress, and then broke the flesh inside, which was indeed starchy.

He put the flesh into his mouth and bit it, and the taste was a little light, but Chenbei had already confirmed that this thing was buckwheat!

"Yes, that's the taste!"

Chen Bei rubbed his hands excitedly, ran to the shelf and took a clay pot with a lid, put the buckwheat in, and placed it carefully.

Chenbei grew up in the countryside in his previous life. Buckwheat was called Huamai from them. He would never admit his mistakes when he had eaten since he was a child.

Although this thing tastes rough, it can be used as a staple food!

If cooked with other grains and cooked into porridge, it will make people fill their stomachs.

The most important thing is that its growth cycle is relatively short, and it only takes two and a half months from planting to harvesting, which means that it can be planted for two or even three seasons a year.

If it can be planted on a large scale, plus the existing red cones, soybeans, soybeans, and sorghum in the tribe, as long as the harvest is not too bad, then the Mang tribe will have a very sufficient food in the future.

Even if you no longer hunt and rely solely on planting, breeding and fishing, you can feed the entire tribe.

After sufficient food, the population of the tribe will inevitably develop faster and drive the tribe to move stronger. This is a virtuous cycle.

"There are fewer seeds. When you go to the tree tribe next year, ask where the red leaves come from. If you can collect more, then large-scale planting is just around the corner."

Chen Bei was excited for a while, then put away everything, and then put out the fish oil lamp.

Although he is the leader, he cannot waste anything. When he can do not light the lamp, Chenbei will try not to light the lamp, just have the fire in the stove.

"Gulugulu..."

The meat in the stone pot was almost stewed. Chen Bei took a large pottery bowl and a thick spoon, put the meat and soup into the bowl, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

Because of his good mood and his appetite improved, a pot of meat and vegetables all went into his stomach.

Then, he ate another flesh and slap.

Meat pulp is the staple food of the Tree Tribe. It tastes like meat and is very good.

He put the fruit cores and planned to plant some meat fruit trees next year. If they can be successfully planted, the food in the Mang tribe will be much richer.

"There is another meat fruit that I sent to Qingzhu to taste. She hasn't eaten this thing yet."

Chen Bei left as soon as he said that, and went out directly to Qingzhu's yard.

It was still very cold outside, and the snow had already stopped. There was a little moonlight tonight. The ice and snow on the ground reflected the moonlight, so you could see the road clearly.

There is a small house outside the courtyard wall of Qingzhu, where two totem warriors are cooking fires. This is the totem warrior who is specifically responsible for protecting witches.

As long as someone approaches, they can discover and react immediately.

"Hello leader."

When the two saw Chen Bei coming here, they hurried out to say hello to Chen Bei.

"Thank you for your hard work in such a cold day."

"Not hard, no hard..."

The two felt flattered and waved their hands repeatedly.

"I'm looking for a witch, you guys go back and cook the fire."

"Please, leader."

The gate of the courtyard opened, and Chen Bei stepped inside.

The yard is also covered with a thick layer of snow, and all the things planted by green bamboo are covered with snow. Even the usually fierce giant mouth flowers are tightly closed, waiting for the arrival of spring.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." Chen Bei knocked on the door.

"Come in." Qingzhu's voice came from inside.

"Squeak..."

Chen Bei pushed open the thick wooden door and saw Qingzhu lit a fish oil lamp, lying on the table and carefully copying the animal skin roll.

Because the weather was very cold, she sat next to the warm stove, reached out to bake it from time to time, and then continued to write.

"Chief, is there anything wrong with me?"

Qingzhu finished writing the last point, then put down the animal brush, stood up and stretched, looking at Chenbei with a little smile on his face.

Chen Bei took out the flesh and placing it on the table, saying, "This is the fruit of the Tree Tribe, called the flesh and fertile. It tastes very good. I think you must have never eaten it before, so I bring one here for you to try."

"Thank you, leader."

Qingzhu was not polite either. She picked up the gray-brown flesh and wiped it, and wanted to chew it directly.

"Hey, wait a moment, don't bite."

Qingzhu stopped biting and looked at Chen Bei in confusion.

Chen Bei said laughing and crying: "If you want to peel it, the skin will not taste good."

"oh!"

The green bamboo peeled off the skin of the flesh and exposed the red flesh inside, and it looked like it was really too much appetite.

Qingzhu took a bite, chewed it, and said, "It seems like eating meat."

Chen Bei smiled and said, "How about it, the people in the Shu tribe eat it as food."

Qingzhu nodded and said, "Can we plant a little bit in our tribe? It would be great if everyone could eat it."

Chen Beidao: "I think so too..."

The two chatted for a long time, most of them were about the future of the tribe. It was not until late at night that Chenbei returned to his house to sleep.

He slept very well that night.

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Chapter completed!