I am a Primitive Man

"Get ready quickly; we should also leave."

Han Cheng appeared somewhat cheerful as he said to Tie Tou, who had come to his side.

After speaking, he continued to direct people to move things onto the wooden boat. After a while, he found Tie Tou hadn't left as instructed but was standing in place, looking hesitant.

Han Cheng couldn't help but feel a bit strange. What was going on with this guy today?

"What's wrong?" Han Cheng asked aloud.

"Divine Child, I don't want to go..." Tie Tou gathered his courage and finally blurted out the words he had held back for days.

Doesn't want to go?

Tie Tou's sudden response took away Han Cheng.

How could this guy suddenly not want to go?

For most young couples and middle-aged couples, long separation periods were hard to bear.

As one of the pairs in the Green Sparrow Tribe whose passion burned second only to Hei Wa and Zhuang, it wasn't surprising that Tie Tou had such thoughts.

It's just that Ru Hua's belly was already quite big. Even if he stayed in the tribe, there were many things he couldn't accomplish.

If someone else were saying this, after considering it, Han Cheng would basically agree, but Tie Tou was a bit different.

The primary purpose of this downstream journey was to harvest wild hemp, and Tie Tou and a few other experts in harvesting things were naturally indispensable.

"What? Can't bear to leave Ru Hua?" Han Cheng asked with a smile.

As one of the two people whom Han Cheng had kicked for singing too loudly at night, Tie Tou's face rarely blushed when Han Cheng asked him about this kind of thing face to face.

"It's not Ru Hua." He hurriedly explained.

"It's the deer."

Han Cheng widened his eyes and looked at Tie Tou with extreme surprise.

It was rumored that Chang Yuchun, the founding hero of the Ming Dynasty, was exceptionally talented. Whenever he went on a march or into battle, fierce women would accompany him in the military camp.

While others would conserve their strength before battle, Chang Yuchun wouldn't be comfortable without a few rounds.

What was even more infuriating was that after sharpening his blade before battle, he would be more than twice as fierce as those who carefully conserved their strength!

Chang Yuchun's fierceness didn't just stop there. If there were no women, even mares could...

Tie Tou now couldn't bear to leave the deer, could it be... cough cough cough...

Han Cheng suddenly coughed violently.

"Yo yo..."

Talk of the devil.

The proud deer lord led the herd back from outside, its horned head held high, its four long legs moving gracefully, stepping out with an uninhibited gait.

The cough that Han Cheng had just managed to suppress resurfaced with the appearance of the deer lord.

This guy, why did it look like he was wearing an apology on his head...

Tie Tou looked at Han Cheng with a puzzled and worried expression, not knowing how he suddenly turned into this appearance.

"There are more deer now and not enough grass. I want to cut grass for the deer..." Tie Tou added, Seeing that the Divine Child's cough had eased.

So that was it.

Han Cheng suppressed his cough and lightly patted his head. What was he thinking about all day long?

Living in a safe place at night, not having to go out to find grass even in the dangerous winter because of the existence of the Green Sparrow Tribe and the vigorous and hardworking deer lord, the deer herd grew rapidly indeed.

With more deer, the consumption of hay would increase in the winter. Tie Tou's worry was not unreasonable.

Han Cheng was very pleased that Tie Tou could consider these things. Only when more people spontaneously consider the tribe can it become more prosperous and developed.

However good the idea was, Tie Tou still had to go on this journey to harvest hemp, and it wasn't just him; the few people who regularly cut grass couldn't escape either.

Just as Tie Tou smiled happily at Han Cheng's praise, his smile froze when he heard Han Cheng's words behind him.

Looking at Han Cheng, his mind was full of incomprehension.

Since the Divine Child knew there wasn't enough fodder for the winter, why wouldn't he let him stay in the tribe to cut grass?

Was he planning to hunt deer on a large scale after winter?

"Where's the fodder?" Han Cheng smiled and pointed to the stacks of stalks.

The current grains had small ears, but the stalks were flourishing. Thirty acres of stalks were piled up there, forming a large heap.

After being threshed three times, these initially quite hard stalks had softened. Combined with the fact that they hadn't been rained on, they were just right as fodder for feeding deer.

Thirty acres of stalks were more than Tie Tou and the others could cut in a month.

With these stalks, plus the grass they had cut and dried earlier, they had enough for winter.

After the scale of grain cultivation increased the following year, Tie Tou and the others wouldn't need to cut grass all day long anymore. Just the hundreds of acres of stalks would be enough to feed the tribe's livestock.

When feeding, they would just mix some chopped green grass with the similarly chopped stalks.

After hearing Han Cheng's words, Tie Tou suddenly showed an enlightened expression.

Influenced by the fact that rapeseed stalks were used for fuel, he thought these threshed grains would be treated the same way. Now that Han Cheng had enlightened him, he suddenly felt clear-minded.

After a moment of joy, he ran to the stacks of stalks, pulled down some stalks, carried them to the deer pen, and placed them in the clay trough.

The deer, accustomed to being kept, came over, sniffed with their noses, and began to eat.

The three nearly adult sheep also came over and took a mouthful.

Their goat beards moved up and down.

After a long time together, several sheep had completely integrated into the deer herd.

They spent every day mingling in the deer herd, following the lead of the deer lord, grazing together, and returning together.

Han Cheng was skeptical that they might already consider themselves deer.

The deer lord was now outrageously powerful, transforming into the leader of the two major races.

Or, to be precise, the leader of the three major races.

Fujiang also liked leading his five silly children to mingle with the deer herd when he had nothing to do.

Seeing that the deer were indeed eating these stalks, Tie Tou's worries disappeared completely.

Without Han Cheng needing to say anything, he prepared all the sickles, ropes, and other things himself.

As night fell, fires were lit in the Green Sparrow Tribe, and the aroma of food wafted back and forth in the tribe, creating a lively scene.

With all preparations made, they were going to set sail tomorrow. This was Han Cheng and his group's last night in the tribe. The somewhat negligent witch specifically prepared a sumptuous dinner to bid Han Cheng and his group farewell.

After dinner, Han Cheng chatted with the Shaman, the Eldest Senior brother, and others who stayed behind in the tribe for a while before returning to his room to rest.

Pushing open the door, illuminated by the moonlight outside, he reached the edge of the heated bed, took off his clothes, and lay down, leaning over to look at the already sleeping Bai Xue. Han Cheng bent down and kissed her softly.

She was so tender.

Just as he was about to lie down, Bai Xue suddenly opened her eyes. Before Han Cheng could react, the little snow leopard-like Bai Xue hugged him tightly.

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