I'm bad and I'm hitting a wall, primitive life requires hard work

At midnight,

"Xixi, wake up..." Wu Lu's voice sounded particularly gentle in the silent night.

"Uru, is it my turn to be on duty?"

"Well, go ahead, good girl." Wu Lu patted her back gently and stuffed a piece of dried meat into her hand.

Nishi Ichiqi didn't waste any time. He packed up his things quickly and walked out of the cave quietly.

"Hiss, it's so cold!"

As soon as she stepped out of the cave, a biting cold wind blew in her face, and she couldn't help stamping her feet and rubbing her hands.

It looks like it’s going to rain in this weather.

Sniffing the humid air, Nishi Ichiku simply quickened his pace and trotted to the campfire to sit down.

I suddenly felt a lot warmer.

All the people on duty for the second half of the night have arrived, including Nia, Lanxi, Silk Road, Lei Li, Arthur from the Yanyuan tribe, and Qingfeng from the Cao tribe.

Everyone was silent. Apart from the occasional chirping of insects, the only sound around was the crackling of the campfire.

While rubbing his hands to keep warm, Nishi Ichiki secretly glanced at Qingfeng. For some reason, she didn't come over to sit down, but sat alone near the cave entrance.

But this also makes it convenient for me to find out the situation of the Grass Tribe.

"Brother Nia, I want to ask you something."

A cliché opening line.

Nia turned her head and said, as if she had expected this: "Let me guess, you want to ask about the Grass Tribe, right?"

Nishi Ichiki smiled helplessly: "Yes."

"Let me think about where to start..." Nia sat by the campfire, holding her chin and said, "Qingyu is the chief of the Grass Tribe, Qingfeng is her younger brother, and Luyue is a warrior of the Grass Tribe."

Xi Yiqi nodded, and he had a general understanding of the relationship between them. No wonder they were not only friendly but also tolerant towards Qingyu.

"Why did the Grass Tribe only send three people to the trade fair?" It was rare for even the tribe leader to go in person.

"There are only ten people in the Grass Tribe." Nia spread his hands and made a counting gesture, with a hint of sigh in his tone.

"Only ten people?"

"That's right!"

"Can ten people be considered a tribe?"

"Of course, the witch of the Grass Tribe is still there. As long as the witch is there, the tribe will still be there." Nia said firmly.

Nishi Ichiki was silent. This was too mysterious.

I had heard similar words when I was asking about the Washa tribe before. I thought it meant that as long as there was a "doctor" who could treat people, the tribe could continue.

Now it seems that there is more to this statement than just that.

She thought for a moment and then asked, "Should I just give them the herbs that the witch asked me to hand over? Or do I need to hand them over to the witch of the Grass Tribe?"

Nia replied: "The witch of the Grass Tribe is very old and usually does not leave the Grass Tribe. Just give the herbs to Qingyu tomorrow."

Before Nishi Ichiki could continue asking questions, Nia started talking like a flood, and soon he had revealed everything about the Grass Tribe.

The Grass Tribe has a sparse population, and they live in the hollow of an ancient tree.

The big tree was less than half a day's journey from the Yanyuan tribe, and only a day's walk from the trading location.

Although there was no map, Nishi Ichisu speculated that the location of the Grass Tribe was probably between the Yanyuan Tribe and the pine forest.

As for the connection between the Yanyuan tribe and the Cao tribe, it can be traced back to the migration that the tribesmen did not want to mention.

The two tribes first met during their migration.

At that time, Zeyi fell ill on the way of migration, and he had lost too many tribesmen along the way. Fortunately, Zeyi was lucky. The Yanyuan tribe happened to pass through the territory of the Cao tribe, and the witch of the Cao tribe, Wu Miao, was a kind and compassionate old man.

Nia, Zeyi and Wuyu are of similar age, and just like Xiyi and Ster, they have a very close relationship with each other.

The clan leader and a few others went to Wu Miao for help. Wu Miao saved Ze Yi despite the opposition of his clan members.

Because of this life-saving grace, Nia became more tolerant towards the people of the Grass Tribe.

Not only that, when Wu Yu was still very young, Wu Miao also helped treat many injured warriors of the Yanyuan tribe.

However, only those who were still alive when they were sent to the Grass Tribe could receive treatment.

Even so, the Yanyuan tribe was very grateful, especially Wu Yu.

Although Wu Miao did not formally teach him Wu language medicine, he would occasionally give him a word or two and also provided him with some basic herbal medicines.

Therefore, that basket of herbs was also Wu Yu's expression of gratitude to Wu Miao, and this gift had been given five winters ago.

With each visit, the two tribes naturally became familiar with each other.

There aren't many people in the Grass Tribe, and they usually only stay around the tribe and won't visit suddenly. This is why Xi Yiqi has hardly heard any of the tribe members mention them in the nearly two months since he came here.

After Nia finished telling this story, she closed her mouth, grabbed the pottery bowl and drank water in big gulps.

Nishi Ichiki didn't ask any further questions.

Nia's storytelling is somewhat fantasy-themed, and he uses exaggeration very skillfully. These contents are the key points that were extracted with great difficulty.

As she listened, she felt a little sleepy.

"what--"

Nishi Ichisu couldn't help but yawn, and his eyelids began to twitch.

It turns out that people can fall asleep while sitting when they are sleepy.

Just like that, between half awake and half asleep, the sky gradually brightened...

"Sister Xixi."

Nishi Ichisu was gently shaken awake by Lan Xi. When he woke up, he saw everyone looking at him with concern, and he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

I was indeed a bit lazy in keeping watch this night.

"Let Lan Xi and I get some water," she offered.

"Okay, the creek is not far ahead, be careful and take Ster's crossbow with you." Arthur said, handing over the crossbow.

"it is good."

Xi Yiqi took the wooden crossbow, stood up and walked towards the stream with Lan Xi. On the way, he also caught a glimpse of Qingyu who was also dozing against the mountain wall.

There are a total of fourteen people in the Grass Tribe and the Yanyuan Tribe, who are divided into two groups.

But Qingyu offered to keep watch instead of Qingfeng, so she didn't sleep the whole night and only dozed off when it was almost dawn.

"What is he doing there?"

As soon as the two walked into the woods, Lan Xi asked the first question of the day.

"Hmm?" Nishi Ichisu followed her gaze.

It turned out that Qingfeng had already woken up and was bending over to carefully observe the cut he had made yesterday to obtain the pine resin.

That’s right, after almost two months here, I finally found a pine tree.

The trade fair was held in the north of the tribe. The trees here were completely different from those near the tribe, with many Pinus tabulaeformis growing there. Now that he had discovered this, Xi Yiqi would not miss this opportunity.

Pinus tabulaeformis is a good thing, especially its by-products.

For example, pine knots, pine needles, pine cones, pine pollen, and most importantly, pine resin oil can be used for medicinal purposes.

Rosin has a wide range of uses. It can not only be used as medicine, but can also be used to make torches, candles, pine glue, rosin, pine oil soap and other items.

Before going to bed last night, Nishi Ichisu excitedly took a knife and cut several "V"-shaped cuts in the pine tree near the cave; if he wants to collect a large amount in the future, he can also use the descending collection method, which is a "Y"-shaped cut.

But in this primitive society, there are no plastic bags to collect rosin.

Fortunately, because the journey was long, everyone was worried that the ceramic bowls would easily break, so they brought a lot of wooden bowls.

Now it comes in handy. Use vines to fix the wooden bowl to the tree trunk and it can be used to collect pine resin.

This stuff flows fast at first, then slows down.

This pine forest is only half a day's journey from the trade fair, and everyone has a lot of stuff on their backs, so there is really no place to put it. So they simply planned to come back on the way back to the tribe to pick it up, and they could also cut some "natural hammers" - that is, pine oil beads to bring back.

Pine oil beads are "big bumps" growing on pine tree branches. In addition to animal fats and beeswax, this thing was also commonly used for lighting by ancient people.

All these things can be summed up in one word - good.

Especially for the current Yanyuan tribe, if large-scale collection is needed in the future, it may be a bit troublesome. After all, this pine forest is too far away from the Yanyuan tribe.

However, since the Grass Tribe is right in the middle, perhaps we could consider making a deal with them.

As I was thinking about these things in my mind, I suddenly felt a light bump on my shoulder.

Xi Yiqi turned his head and looked at Lan Xi in surprise, only to see that she had already grasped the axe tightly in her hands.

Lan Xi's face was tense and he raised his chin in the direction of Qing Feng with a serious look.

Following her gesture,

The pupils shrank suddenly!

That is……