Chapter 834 Han Cheng: Wu, You Are Still Young

As the oars moved, the raft moved slowly on the water.

Little Pea, who was walking on the water on a raft for the first time, shook her head in Han Cheng's arms and kept looking left and right with a look of novelty on her face.

But although it is novel, he is not afraid, because his father protects him in his arms.

There is a slight lake breeze blowing along the water surface, bringing a burst of coolness.

On the more open lake in the distance, there are water birds fluttering and flying, sometimes they will suddenly retract their wings, rushing straight down like an off-string arrow, splashing a splash of water, and when they fly again, there will be fish along with them rise to the sky.

Not far away, mallards with green heads swam forward with the raft, expressing enough surprise to these monkeys who could swim in the water like them.

After swimming like this for a while, some wild ducks discovered some shortcomings of these launching monkeys, that is, they can only swim on the surface of the water, but they cannot drill into the water.

As a result, one or two wild ducks began to drill into the water continuously, and then came out from other places. Sometimes, some fish tails were exposed from their mouths.

After giving full play to their strengths and showing off their skills in front of the group of monkeys who entered the water, one or two ducks flapped their wings on the water and screamed excitedly.

Brother Sha, who was on the same raft as Han Cheng, silently tied a thick rope to the tail of a feathered arrow, tied the other end of the rope to the railing on the edge of the raft, and then put the feathered arrow on the bowstring On top of it, after pulling it away, the hand was loosened, and the feathered arrow with the rope flew out quickly.

The wild duck that flapped its wings and called Zhenghuan screamed, flapped its wings and struggled a few times in the water, and then fell silent.

While the rest of the wild ducks were flying around in panic, the wild duck pierced by the feather arrow was dragged onto the raft by the rope by Junior Brother Sha.

In no time it will be a roasted duck.

This kind of thing tells everyone in the Qingque Tribe a truth, not only the early rafters hit first, but also the wild ducks who like to show off their skills, and are too close to the archer when they show off, can easily become roast ducks...

As the raft moved forward, lake water appeared on the raft through the gaps, forming small puddles that did not exceed the highest point of the raft. Occasionally, disturbed fish would jump out of the water and fall back into the water with splashes.

The raft moves slowly in the mist,

The novel experience of boating on the lake made everyone excited.

The only thing that makes people feel more regretful is why the jumping fish don't land on the raft.

The raft traveled all the way, from the east side of the island to the north side, and stopped at the first landing.

When approaching the shore, someone standing at the front of the raft threw down the cable, and those who stayed on the island before picked up the cable and pulled it tightly, pulling the front of the raft tightly against the shore.

Most of the people in the tribe had never seen such a big beach. They got off the raft at this time and stepped on the clean sand with their bare feet, all of them were extremely happy.

Looking at the blue sky, the sunshine, the large lake, and the clean, large beach, Han Cheng suddenly felt that in the days to come, besides fishing and digging lotus roots and bird droppings on this island, he could also Build a few gazebos here, and put a few deck chairs made of bamboo.

Wearing big linen underpants with bare feet, I lie down on a deck chair when I am tired from walking by the water, basking in the warm sunshine, squinting for a while, and watching the clouds and clouds in the sky when I wake up Shu...

This thing can't be thought about, as long as one thinks about it, it will make people feel beautiful.

Can't wait to start implementing it now.

However, when Han Cheng's eyes fell on the beach farther away, after he waited for others to leave, he climbed up the beach again and lay on the old turtle lazily basking in his back, his face suddenly pulled out.

Why, after seeing these guys' state at this time, Han Chengcheng felt that the wonderful life he was drooling over just now seemed to be scolding himself.

These damned guys, sooner or later, will be caught by you one by one for stew!

Unknowingly, Han Dashenzi, who had scolded himself, looked at those old turtles who always liked to come to the beach to dry their backs when they had nothing to do, and felt very angry in their hearts.

The beach is always a favorite playground for children.

In particular, Han Cheng used a bowl, filled it with wet sand, patted the porcelain with his hands, then flipped it upside down on the beach, and gently removed the bowl, leaving a place made of wet sand. After the bowl was upside down, the children who followed immediately stayed on the beach and didn't want to leave.

Not only them, some of the women who followed were also attracted by this novel activity.

Seeing this, Han Cheng thought for a while and asked a few strong people who had been to the lotus pond and seen bird droppings to stay nearby with weapons to protect them. He and another group of people went to the west of the island with Wu and the others. On the side, and in the middle of the island, you can see the large lotus root, and the guano and struvite that are extremely important to the tribe.

For witches, and most people in the tribe, food that can be eaten and things that are of great use to the tribe are far more important than fun...

The lake breeze blew slightly, blowing thousands of hectares of green lotus, among the whirling branches and leaves, the witch smiled like a toothless child.

The rest of the Qingque tribe who saw the lotus root for the first time also laughed very heartily, especially after hearing Han Cheng talk about the deliciousness of the lotus root and its high yield.

"Sow it to the tribe, plant it to the tribe..."

Wu muttered there, and the rest of the people who heard it nodded their heads.

For the people of the Qingque tribe, they still subconsciously regard the main Qingque tribe that has lived for a long time as the real tribe. When they encounter something good, they always subconsciously want to get it to the main tribe.

Only in this way can you feel at ease and feel that such things really belong to your own tribe.

Han Cheng nodded aside. He himself planned to transplant this lotus root to the main tribe. After all, over the years, there are many potholes around the main tribe. If you plant lotus roots, you can dig a lot in winter lotus root.

Not only the main tribe, but also along the entire Bronze Expressway, Han Chengtu plans to plant lotus roots in the more suitable potholes. If there is a suitable pothole in the Tongshan residential area, he will not let it go.

Anyway, the present is different from the later generations. In this era, the land is sparsely populated. There are enough people in the main tribes to be able to get busy. Large tracts of land can all belong to their own tribes.

As for the fact that so many lotus roots will not be able to be dug up in time, this is not within the scope of Han Cheng's consideration at all.

First, the lotus root growing under the water can be excavated for a long time, which can last from summer to winter. Second, even if it is really difficult to dig, it is very good to grow there for viewing. When the time comes, it will be along the Bronze Expressway. Walking, the fragrance of flowers all the way, it is also very good to make a hundred-mile lotus road.

After looking at the large area of ​​lotus pond here, Han Cheng took Wu and the others to make a special trip to see the forest covered with a thick layer of bird droppings and smell a bit strong.

Then I went to the large number of guano stones on the east side of the forest leading to the southern tip of the island.

After seeing so many bird droppings, the people in the tribe were all happy from ear to ear.

With so much guano, the food in the tribe will increase a lot.

After some visits, Wu's toothless mouth has never been closed, and his whole person is extremely energetic.

Everyone returned to the lotus pond, went down and touched more than a hundred catties of lotus root, washed it in the lake water, and took it back to the beach.

Someone was looking for dry wood, and several piles of bonfires were set up on a beach.

Surround the fire with a few stones, put the clay pots brought with the boat on it, and the simple stove has been set up.

The newly touched lotus root undoubtedly became the protagonist of this meal.

After peeling, cut into four centimeters long and about one centimeter thick, and put these diced lotus root in the pot when the fresh fish soup and old turtle soup are about to be stewed.

There is no cold seasoning for slices, because this time we are going camping after all, the seasoning is not very sufficient, especially without vinegar, the lotus root slices prepared in this way are not delicious.

When the bonfire was about to burn out, Han Cheng buried some lotus root in the fire and burned it with dark red coals.

"delicious!"

After some fresh fish and lotus root soup and soft-shelled turtle and lotus root soup were cooked, everyone picked up the lotus root in their respective bowls and sent them to their mouths.

The fully cooked diced lotus root tastes very noodle, and after one bite, there will be a lot of white silk, which tastes very good.

Everyone in the Qingque tribe, who ate lotus root for the first time, admired it while eating it.

Especially Wu, whose teeth are not very good, eats more, because this lotus root is more in line with his appetite.

Han Cheng, who was eating lotus root, was equally happy, because the quality of the lotus root here was better than he imagined, it was actually noodle lotus root.

"Try this."

After eating up the rice in the bowl, Han Cheng pushed aside the darkened charcoal pile, revealing the burned and blackened lotus root buried inside.

In addition, he broke off a relatively thin and clean branch, and stuck a piece of lotus root on it. It didn't take much effort to penetrate it. The touch from his hand told Han Cheng that the lotus root had been cooked.

Immediately, all the lotus roots buried in the ashes were pulled out.

Picking up a piece and throwing it gently on the ground to shake off some of the ash covered on its surface, Han Cheng handed it to Wu, signaling Wu to peel off the outer layer of skin and eat it.

Han Cheng himself picked up a section of lotus root that was a bit hot, and began to peel and eat the roasted lotus root.

When using a fire to cook things like sweet potatoes, potatoes, taro, lotus root, etc., it is best to open up the charcoal pile when the fire is about to stop.

Otherwise, if you put it too early, it is very likely that the burned thing will be carbonized, and the whole or most of it cannot be eaten.

But it can't be left too late, if it's too late, it won't be cooked.

Han Cheng found a few thick green leaves and folded them together, wrapped the lower half of the burned lotus root, held it in his hand, and began to peel it from one end.

As the outer layer of hard skin was peeled off, some of the heat sealed in it suddenly burst out.

After peeling off the upper half of the skin, Han Cheng couldn't wait to try it out. It tasted very good, and it was more tender than boiled lotus root.

Watching from the side, Little Pea nodded her feet anxiously, opened her mouth, and kept calling Dad.

However, Han Cheng still put the lotus root in his hand to Bai Xuemei's side, let Bai Xuemei eat two bites, and then gave it to Little Pea.

The typical parent is true love.

The Wu at the side, and some other people, also followed Han Cheng's example, picking leaves from a big tree, wrapping one end of the roasted lotus root with the leaves, peeling and eating them in their hands, and they all liked it. Never speak, especially those with poor teeth.

When everyone had almost eaten the food, the sun gradually set to the west, and from time to time, a flock of birds would fly from afar and land in the forest on the island.

The originally quiet island suddenly became lively with the sound of birds chirping.

At this point, it was time to leave the island.

There were a lot of people who came to the island, so they went back in two trips as before.

Han Cheng did not leave in the first wave, but sat on the beach by the lake, looking at the lake in the distance, waiting for the raft to come for the second time.

After waiting for a while, the left raft came back again. Han Cheng and the people who stayed on the island boarded the raft together. Under the continuous sliding of the oars, they left the island and passed away towards the shore.

After the raft came out from the east side of the island, the last gleam of the red sun in the sky disappeared.

The western sky is covered with sunset glows of different shades, reflecting the calm lake surface into the color of the sky. When one looks down, one can't tell whether it is on the water surface or in the air for a while.

In the western sky, there are birds soaring, fluttering their wings and flying, reflecting the sunset, only people can see the outline of the black shadow.

"The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color."

Standing on the raft, looking at the situation, I couldn't help blurting out the famous lines from Wang Bo's famous works that had been sealed in my memory.

By the time Han Cheng and the others went ashore, the sunset glow had also disappeared a lot, and dusk gradually shrouded it.

Together with the chill of the night.

At such a moment, everyone stepped on the weeds, covered in twilight, and headed all the way to the Longmen Inn under construction.

About halfway through the journey, the sky was already dark.

After walking for less than two miles, the night fell completely. In the dark blue night sky, there were stars shining, and the half moon also radiated brilliance, taking over from the sun to continue to illuminate those who returned late.

Looking around, the scenery became even more blurred.

Little Pea was held in Han Cheng's arms, followed by several other minors, the younger ones were also carried and walked by other adults, and the older ones, together with Han Cheng, Wu Baixuemei and the others, Surrounded by tribal warriors holding rattan shields and other weapons, they walked forward.

The following dogs are on the periphery, walking and guarding...

In the early morning of the next day, the "tour group" of the Qingque Tribe, which was protected by more than a dozen people headed by Junior Brother Sha with weapons, left the Longmen Inn under construction and headed towards the Tongshan residential area along the Bronze Expressway.

The upper bridge of this section of the road has not yet been built, and donkey carts cannot pass in some places.

But there is no need to worry, you can bypass the temporary construction on the side. Although the road is not smooth enough, it is not a problem to drive for a short distance.

This is the same as the damaged bridge on the asphalt road between counties and counties. When the passing vehicles are approaching here, they need to go down to the dirt road to bypass it...

"Oh~!"

On the bare copper mountain, someone looked at the distance and couldn't help shouting, feeling particularly happy in his heart.

Some people, such as Bai Xuemei, squatted on the edge of the green or blue pools on the top of the copper mountain, full of surprises, and couldn't help touching the jewel-like water with their hands...

Under Tongshan, Han Cheng, Wu, Junior Brother Sha, Shang and others began to walk slowly around the residential area of ​​Tongshan.

To see those furnaces, to go outside and measure the land around the Copper Mountain settlement with your feet.

Looking at the large farmland around, and the crops such as millet and soybeans growing in the farmland.

Along the way, Wu, who came to Tongshan residential area for the first time, had a smile on his face that never disappeared. He looked cheerful everywhere, as happy as a little pea of ​​a few years old...

The sun slanted west again, announcing that another day was coming to an end.

Wu, who climbed up the entire stone wall of the Tongshan residential area, looked at the Tongshan residential area under the setting sun and the large farmland with crops outside, with a childlike smile on his face.

Before he came here, he knew about the Tongshan residential area, that there were furnaces for refining copper and tin ingots, and that there were farmlands around the Tongshan residential area.

But these are just what others say, and I have not witnessed it with my own eyes.

Now that he came to the Tongshan residential area in person, saw all this with his own eyes, and saw this thing that was much better than he imagined, the joy in his heart really overflowed.

His eyes searched around, and finally landed in the courtyard, on the blue bird flag fluttering slightly with the evening wind in the setting sun.

This house, everything around it, belongs to their tribe!

Before leaving the main tribe for this trip, Wu knew that his tribe was already very powerful. Now, after walking along the Bronze Expressway, Wu had a more intuitive understanding of the strength of his tribe.

In the setting sun, holding Xiao Xing'er's arms with both hands, Han Cheng, who let his little daughter walk for a while, handed her daughter over to Bai Xuemei who was at the side, and Han Cheng walked up the steps to the wall.

When he came to Wu's side, he didn't speak, but quietly looked at the Tongshan residential area under the setting sun just like Wu did.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

After a long time, Han Cheng asked Wu with a smile.

"beautiful!"

Wu nodded vigorously and answered in the affirmative.

"Our tribe will become even more beautiful in the future! In another five or ten years, if you stand on it and look at it, the surrounding scenery will be so beautiful that you won't want to blink."

Han Cheng looked at Wu and said with a smile.

Wu nodded vigorously again, he believed what the Son of God said.

From the beginning of Qingque Yuan early autumn, when he, senior brother and others brought Shenzi back to the tribe from the wild, until now, it has only been nearly ten years.

In ten years, my own tribe has developed from a small tribe of dozens of people to an unimaginable appearance today.

After another ten years, Wu couldn't imagine how far the tribe could develop, but he was very sure of one thing. With the Son of God, another ten years passed, and his tribe would undergo amazing changes again.

The Horde is bound to grow stronger and better.

You can't think about such things, as long as you think about it, Wu will be full of longing.

It's just that in this longing, there are still some faint worries.

I worry that I will not live to see these days when I am old.

"Wu, live well! I still think that when the time comes, you will hug Little Pea's child like you are hugging Little Pea! When the time comes, let's go to inspect everything that belongs to our tribe together in the car."

Han Cheng looked at Wu and said seriously.

Wu's mood seemed very agitated, like coaxing Little Pea, to coax Little Pea's child, of course he thought about such a thing, but he was just afraid...

After all, he is still old, and in two years, he should be able to surpass the longest-lived Huo Er in the history of the Qingque Tribe. Under such circumstances, how could he not be worried?

"Wu, don't worry, people can live for a long time, some people can live for more than a hundred years, you are still young!"

Han Cheng said to Wu with a smile.

Some people can indeed live to be more than a hundred years old.

Although the proportion is very small, their existence also shows that people can still live to a great age.

In the country where Han Cheng lived in the later generations, because there was no war, food, clothing, housing, transportation, and medical and health conditions have all developed greatly. There are still many.

Han Cheng didn't mean to be joking when he said Wu was young.

Because of the bad life in the tribe, many people in the tribe are much older than the common people in later generations.

For example, Wu who looks very old, according to Han Cheng's estimation, his real age is actually less than sixty years old in later generations.

People of this age, when they are still in the prime of life in later generations, when it comes to work, many young people can't match it, so how can they be old?

"Really? Can people really live that long?"

Hearing Han Cheng's words, Wu suddenly became excited.

"Of course it's true. As long as you don't lack clothes and food, have good accommodation, don't get hurt by wild beasts and poisonous snakes, and don't get sick, people can live for many years. You are not old at all."

Han Cheng said affirmatively to Wu.

After living together for so long, Han Cheng knew what Wu was most worried about.

Han Cheng is also very clear about how much a person's psychological hints will affect a person.

So taking advantage of this opportunity today, Han Cheng said these words to Wu.

For Wu, Han Cheng hoped that he would live a long life and be able to accompany him more and accompany the tribe to go on.

As the sun goes down, the sunlight becomes soft. If you don't look at the direction of the sun, it will be mistaken for early morning.

Under the setting sun, Wu looked a lot younger at this time, and his whole person seemed to be very energetic.

Even the somewhat hunchbacked back became a lot straighter at this time.

Seeing Wu in this state, Han Cheng smiled sincerely...