Chapter 679 Autumn Harvest and Rain

Up to now, the Qingque Tribe has formed two relatively stable festivals.

One is the year that Han Cheng strongly advocated, and the other is the annual feast before the autumn harvest.

There is a fixed time in the year, but there is no banquet for the opening of the sickle. It depends on the time of harvesting the millet.

The sickle feast is the last leisure time before the whole busy farming season. After eating this sumptuous meal, in the following busy farming season, people who get busy from morning to night will not pay too much attention to food.

Because most of the energy and time are devoted to the busy and gratifying autumn harvest.

Compared with the most leisurely time in winter, the opening feast before the autumn harvest seemed a bit rushed and simple, but the food was still much richer and more attractive than usual.

This can be seen from the movements of everyone wiping the sweat from their foreheads and constantly digging food into their mouths.

The food prepared for nearly a day was swept away by everyone. While everyone was stroking their chubby stomachs and looking comfortably at the many grains that were about to be harvested, which made people happy just looking at them, God Son Han, who hadn’t made any big moves for a long time, came In front of the crowd, he announced the good news to the crowd.

This good news is actually a promise, a promise about eating.

In front of everyone, Han Chengcheng announced to the people of the Qingque tribe that as long as the people in the tribe had a good autumn harvest, after the autumn harvest, he would make a very delicious food for everyone to eat.

As soon as such news came out, everyone immediately became inexplicably excited.

People like the second senior brother who secrete a lot of saliva can't help swallowing their saliva just after hearing such a sentence.

Produced by Shenzi, it must be a high-quality product.

After so many years, people in the Qingque tribe have formed a consensus on this, especially when it comes to food.

So after Han Cheng announced the matter, the people in the Qingque tribe immediately became excited.

The crowd cheered, and some people had already started to ask the son of God what that delicious food was.

But this time Han Cheng didn't reveal it, he just said to let them work hard, and after the autumn harvest, they will definitely produce delicious food that makes them intoxicated.

Curiosity knows no age. Han Cheng's words and the deliberate selling made many foodies in the Qingque Tribe feel itchy in their hearts, as if there was a naughty lamb licking it with its tongue. Average soles.

After they talked with each other, they didn't have any clues. The result of the discussion was to carry out the autumn harvest well and harvest all the grains as soon as possible. In this way, they could see and taste the Son of God earlier. Said great food too.

Liang did know a little bit, and understood that the food that the Son of God mentioned must be related to the small fruit that the Son of God called Zanthoxylum bungeanum.

But what kind of food the Son of God will use it to make, Liang has no idea.

Liang did not tell more people about the Zanthoxylum bungeanum.

As someone who knows a little bit about the inside story, he wants to see everyone intoxicated by the delicious food made by the Son of God in the future.

And he, as a person who knows some inside information, will also have a wonderful feeling of being honored together.

I have to say that people's ideas are sometimes really wonderful.

Everyone in the Qingque tribe, in the next autumn harvest, was as excited as if they had been pumped with chicken blood, which once again proved the simple and crude truth that the power of foodies is infinite.

In addition, the sickle has also been replaced by a shotgun, from a stone sickle and a bone sickle to a sharper and easier-to-use bronze sickle. The speed of harvesting is simply not too fast.

The autumn sunshine spread wantonly, and an occasional gust of autumn wind brought some coolness to everyone.

The raging autumn tigers and wanton sweat did not dampen the enthusiasm of the Qingque tribe for the autumn harvest.

They moved quickly one by one, cutting down the crops, pushing them back to the scene with a wheelbarrow, and after drying them, they began to fight...

Dou, the leader of the original Huangguo tribe,

At this time, he was pulling a hemp rope and walking along the road paved with stone slabs.

The hemp rope was rolled into a sleeve and hung on his shoulder, and the other end of the hemp rope was tied to the front of the wheelbarrow.

The wheelbarrow is loaded with high piles of millet, and behind the wheelbarrow, there are old people from the Qingque tribe pushing the wheel behind and holding the direction.

People from the original Huangguo tribe joined the Qingque tribe for less than a year.

In the past six months, although they have learned a lot, they have not experienced the autumn harvest experience, and many of them are not very proficient in harvesting crops, pushing carts, and playing fields.

Therefore, most of them have basically only one task, which is to do a job that can be done without too much skill and only needs a handful of strength-pull the cart.

Dou pulled the cart, cooperating with the old man from the Qingque tribe behind him, pulling the cart to the nearest scene.

In the short gap after unloading the truck, Dou turned around and looked around, seeing the scene of people scattered in the field, cooperating with each other and quickly harvesting crops, his eyes were full of shock.

So many people working together on a large scale was something he had never experienced before.

And the enthusiastic and positive atmosphere generated by the crowd during their work was also something that he had never experienced before.

Being in such a group always makes him unconsciously mobilized and devotes himself to this kind of intense and exciting labor with great enthusiasm...

This is really a wonderful feeling.

With the hard work of everyone, there are more and more bare fields around the tribe. Looking from a distance, the whole field of vision becomes wider.

In the scene, more and more haystacks were piled up...

When the autumn harvest was more than halfway through, a cloud floated in the sky, and the cloud became bigger and bigger, and finally covered the sky.

As a result, the ongoing autumn harvest stopped. After Han Cheng gave an order, everyone transported the harvested crops to the scene, harvested and dried the grains, harvested and dried the grains, and hurriedly covered the millet with beaten millet stalks. Duo of Gaizi Duo...

After a period of turmoil, I finally packed up my things before the rain fell.

When the rain fell, Qiuhuo's arrogance was well dealt with, and the air became much cooler.

Everyone who has not been idle since the autumn harvest can finally make use of this time to give their tired bodies a good rest.

However, not many people in the tribe were happy because of this, and more were those who cursed the ghost weather.

Because they haven't recovered all their food, the rain at this time is likely to make a year's hard work in the tribe in vain!

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