Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Within a few days, a gate that was not beautiful but very strong and sturdy was built on the road leading to the mountain from the outer courtyard. In order to make the gate bigger and brighter, the family even widened the path they usually walked outside.

Ji Lang used the wooden pushers he had developed to smooth the double-opening wooden door bit by bit, but unfortunately there was no paint, so he couldn't add any color.

But the whole family, including Jilang, are very satisfied with the gate. In this way, when the family is at home, the children can go to the outer yard to play, and the sheep and ducks can be let out for some fresh air from time to time.

Ji Lang patted the sturdy door with satisfaction. Qing Jiu reached out and gently put his arm around his waist.

Ji Lang turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?" This guy is usually quite reserved in public and wouldn't do anything overly intimate. What happened today?

Qing Jiu's big hands helped Ji Lang rub his waist again and again, "It's nothing, I see you pounded this place several times, is your waist sore?"

Ji Lang rolled his eyes at him, looked around, and saw that everyone was busy with their own things in the distance. Then he spoke softly, his tone a little unnatural, "Then why were you so strong last night?"

Humph, the weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken. Now I'm afraid his waist is sore. I didn't see this man show mercy when doing things.

Qing Jiu's kneading hands moved slightly, and his throat tightened slightly when he thought of the man's agitated look last night.

Ji Lang noticed at a glance the rolling of the man's Adam's apple, and unceremoniously nudged the strong arm around his waist with his elbow.

Shameless, this guy still misses it.

Seeing that the person in his arms was about to get angry, Qing Jiu quickly said, "Go in and lie down for a while. You've been tired for most of the day."

Ji Lang responded, "I'll go wash first." He had been chopping and felling these past two days, and was either mixing mud or building walls. If he shook himself, a bag of sawdust would fall out.

Qing Jiu reached out and took the small leaf that fell on Ji Lang's hair, "I'll boil some water and wipe your body."

Ji Lang originally thought that he just needed to wash his hair and face and change into clean clothes, but after hearing what Qing Jiu said, he also felt a little itchy and thought it was time to take a shower.

I think back to the summer when I could sometimes take a bath three times a day. But now, taking a bath once every three days is a luxury, let alone three times a day.

Ji Lang was worried about stinking at first, but gradually he got used to it. There was nothing he could do about it; that was the condition.

When the weather is hot, you can rinse yourself under the water pipe, but when the weather is cold, Ji Lang doesn't want to go there. However, Qing Jiu and his friends would rinse themselves under the water pipe after coming back from hunting, and they were not afraid of the cold at all.

The kang that was heated last night was still a little warm. Ji Lang lay on the kang feeling refreshed and not too sleepy.

The windy season is coming to an end. The lower and lower temperature, the more and more obvious humidity in the air, and the gradually subsiding strong winds all indicate that the rainy season is coming.

Should we go out and look for some food that we know of but Qingjiu and the others don't know about before it rains?

Ji Lang, who didn't feel sleepy at all, slowly fell asleep while thinking about these things.

Although the wind in the forest was much weaker, it was even colder.

Ji Lang hunched his neck, and Qing Jiu found it a little funny. He helped him stand up the collar of his clothes to block the wind. "It's cold in the mountains, so turn sideways to face the wind when you walk." This way less cold wind can enter your stomach.

Ji Lang nodded. It was obviously sunny, so why was it colder than on a cloudy day?

After waking up, as soon as he saw the sun, he thought it would be better to go out and look for it today. However, when he came out, although the sun was still there, it was really unbearable in the places where the sunlight could not reach.

Because Ji Lang said he wanted to find if there was any edible food, the group of people did not go to the places they usually went to, but chose to go deep into the mountains. They basically did not come here on weekdays because there were too many unknown things and too many dangers for them. However, today they were just looking for some edible plants and would not go too deep into the mountains.

Even so, Guo Qi, who was leading the way in front, and A Zhou, who was following behind, were both alert and did not dare to slack off at all.

Seeing them like this, Ji Lang regretted his suggestion.

Then I thought again, if they really found something edible and could leave seeds, it would be a great thing and of great significance to them.

Maybe God really heard Ji Lang's inner thoughts. When Ji Lang was digging in the grass with the stick in his hand, Feng came over with a big thing in his arms.

"Brother Lang, do you think this is edible?" This thing was quite heavy, so Feng put it directly on the ground.

Ji Lang turned around when he heard the shout, only to see that he was holding something in his arms that was about half a meter long, as thick as a bowl, with orange and green cross-patterns on the surface.

Ji Lang's eyelids twitched.

I quickly squatted down and patted it, and it made a "dong dong dong" sound. I reached out and pinched it, but it didn't move.

Feng was still talking, "The vine hanging on the cliff over there is really amazing. It's so heavy but it can still hold on. It's also so hard that I can't pinch it."

Qing Jiu also saw Ji Lang's actions and asked, "Do you want me to break it open?"

Ji Lang quickly shook his head, took out the Swiss Army knife hanging on his waist, cut a hole in the skin of the big guy, and then dug out a small triangle with force.

The flesh is yellow and smells a lot like pumpkin.

If this is really pumpkin, then they will have one more staple food!

Ji Lang suppressed his excitement, looked up at Feng and said, "Where is this vine? Take me to see it."

"Okay." Feng immediately turned around and walked towards the mountain, then pointed under two trees on the mountain, "It's right there, Brother Lang, there are a few more hanging on the mountainside. I was afraid of accidentally breaking the vines, so I didn't dare to move." Originally, Feng came here just out of curiosity about what was under the mountain and wanted to take a look, but when he got here, he saw several vines hanging between two trees, with several large fruits he had never seen before hanging on them. Feng chose the largest one without hesitation, picked it up and held it to show Ji Lang.

These vines are already a bit old. I don't know if it's because of the windy season or natural aging, but they are all dry, wrinkled and shrunk a lot. Ji Lang was worried that the thing hanging on them, which looked like a pumpkin, would suddenly fall off.

I looked around the mountain carefully. There were about ten of these things, big and small, and two of them had fallen on the ground. One was left with only skin, and it looked like it had been gnawed by some small animal. The other one had fallen into the haystack and had now rotted.

Ji Lang stepped on it without paying attention, and the overwhelming stench almost killed him.

The few people following behind him took two steps back at the same time.

……

Ji Lang suppressed his nausea, squatted down and took a closer look. The seeds inside were very similar to pumpkin seeds, so it could be basically confirmed that it was pumpkin.

He slapped Feng on the shoulder happily and said, "Good boy, you've done a great job." Everyone around was stunned.

Ji Lang explained, "If I'm not mistaken, this is a kind of edible melon called pumpkin. It can be used for cooking and as a staple food."

I ate a lot of pumpkin powder when I was a child. Jilang likes the sugar-filled cookies fried with pumpkin powder, which are sweet and soft.

The others also looked happy. They didn't expect to get something out of this trip so early.

Xiaoying pointed at the pumpkins that had been quickly picked by everyone and said, "These few are not enough for us to have several meals." Why are these people so happy?

Ji Lang was about to explain when Feng beside him said, as if to say, "You don't understand, Brother Lang said that we should save the seeds and plant them. In the future, we can grow a lot of these melons ourselves." He muttered to Xiaoying about planting, and said that the potatoes and peppers they had eaten before were all grown by themselves. Xiaoying was dumbfounded when she heard it. No wonder these people were not stingy with food. It turned out that they had such unheard-of skills.

Even Zhou, who usually pretended to be very deep, was a little surprised, and seemed to have a sudden realization. Yes, these things can grow in the wild, so they can also dig out a piece of land specifically for planting.

He looked at Ji Lang with some admiration. Needless to say, this idea must have come from this guy. I don't know what's wrong with his brain, but the methods he came up with and the tools he made are so unique and easy to use.

Qing Jiu on the side silently stood up and walked forward, blocking Zhou's view of Ji Lang.

Ji Lang was still immersed in the joy of discovering the pumpkin and didn't notice the little episode here at all, but A Zhou, noticing the intention of Qing Jiu's action, shrugged helplessly, what a weird guy. He knew that they were a couple, but he had never seen a couple with such a strong possessiveness.

But that was other people's business. Ah Zhou turned around and looked at the pumpkins on the ground indifferently. In his heart he thought uncontrollably of that skinny little figure who smiled like a puppy when he praised him.

With these pumpkins, their efforts were not in vain. They covered the picked pumpkins with dry grass and continued to go up the mountain to see if there was anything else to eat.

In the end, there was nothing new to discover, so they each picked some fruits and wild vegetables that were still available.

Ji Lang also found Feng picking up a lot of kernels of unknown fruits on the ground, and asked curiously, "Why are you picking up so many?"

Feng smiled with a proud look on his face, "If you smash this open, you can eat the stuff inside. It's delicious." In the past, during the windy season, he would also go out with the collection team and occasionally pick up a lot of fruit cores like this. It was considered the most precious snack for them kids during the cold season.

Ji Lang took one and looked at it. There were some lines on the round core. He shook it and the fruit inside began to move.

"Do you want to eat?" Qing Jiu behind him said.

Ji Lang hummed, and saw Qing Jiu took out a handful from his pocket, placed it on a small stone, and gently knocked it open little by little with an axe, and then picked out the fruits inside one by one and gave them to Ji Lang.

He took it and looked at it in the palm of his hand. The fruit core was not very big to begin with, and the fruit was even smaller after being smashed. It was the size of a mung bean and a bit like an almond. Ji Lang put two in his mouth and started chewing them.

It tastes a little bitter, but it smells delicious. I think it can be used to extract oil.

Ji Lang has been looking for something to extract oil. He even used the flour shells. Although the flour shells were oily, they were too hard. It took Ji Lang two days to get out a little oil. It took too much time and energy, so he gave up.

This nut should be fine, and it doesn't require so much effort. Although Ji Lang's own golden finger can continuously produce oil for consumption, they have to expand the tribe in the future. There are more and more people in the tribe. What should they do when the daily refreshed oil cannot supply the oil for consumption? They must find a way to squeeze oil from the original plants here.

The things he refreshed could be used by the whole family, but could not supply the entire tribe.

Without much hesitation, Ji Lang also picked up a large basket. The mountain was full of such fruit trees. Many of the fruits had been eaten by birds and beasts, and the rest had been dried by the wind. Even after going through the entire wind season, there were still many fruit cores covering the ground. The large quantity was easy to pick, and it was really the best choice for oil extraction.

While picking up the food, Ji Lang sighed, "The supplies in this mountain are really rich. Qingjiu, you chose a good place. Even if there are more people in the future, we won't starve to death in the cold season."

Feng, who was still working, nodded, "It's a good place. We can come here to pick mushrooms in the rainy season. There is also a bamboo forest. In the cold season, we can go and dig frozen bamboo shoots. That's a rare and fresh thing in the cold season."

Ji Lang was stunned. Do they still need to go out to dig for food in the cold season? But then he thought, these people are not the kind of people who can sit idle. Even if there is enough food, they will definitely go out hunting for food.