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

"This is it!"

Next to the overgrown bushes, a hoarse female voice mixed with the noisy chirping of insects reached the ears of Yan Luo and Arthur.

“This is a good piece of land!”

Nishi Ichiki knelt on one knee on the ground, gently rubbing the moist and soft soil between his fingers, a happy smile in his eyes.

She looks a little embarrassed now.

There were weed fragments stuck to the ends of his hair, the animal hide on his body was covered in mud, and there were several friction wounds on his arms. Even the mud could not completely cover up the glaring bloodstains.

Yan Luo and Arthur looked at each other, then sighed as they looked at the girl squatting on the ground, with obvious heartache in their eyes.

Although they were strong, they still felt exhausted after the long journey, and their bodies still felt a little unwell after a night's rest.

However, this morning, just as the clouds were rimmed with gold, the thin girl in front of him left the cave early and worked hard for the future of the tribe.

Nearly a whole morning had passed. From time to time, she took a shovel and dug the soil under her feet, muttering something while pinching the soil, without stopping for a moment.

And... accidentally fell.

"It's okay, let's continue." When Yan Luo hurried forward and tried to pull her up, she just waved her hands casually and struggled to get up by herself.

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It must have rained in the Yanyuan tribe area a few days ago, and the land was a little slippery. Xi Yiqi was concentrating on finding suitable farmland and didn't notice the vines under his feet at all.

This is why he was tripped and fell hard.

Fortunately, it's not serious.

Before setting out to look for arable land, she specifically found the tribe leader, roughly described the characteristics of the clay, and asked the hunting team to pay attention to it when they went out.

The patriarch agreed readily.

Planting and potting, you have to do both by yourself!!!

In Nishi Ichisu's hometown, the golden period for growing potatoes is usually from March to April every year, when the temperature is just right, around 3-4 degrees Celsius.

The state of the surrounding vegetation indicated that this alien world was currently in the transition period between spring and summer, which was undoubtedly a great time to grow potatoes.

Don’t miss it!

Reclaiming wasteland is not something that can be accomplished quickly, at least not in primitive society.

It takes a lot of time and effort.

The weather is getting hotter. If the temperature is too high, potato sprouts will easily die. We have to find suitable land as soon as possible to complete the reclamation.

In addition, some crops other than potatoes will definitely be planted in the later stage.

Therefore, the location of the land is particularly important and requires comprehensive consideration of multiple factors, such as the distance from the tribe and whether it is close to a water source.

Before setting off, after thinking for a moment, Xi Yiqi decisively headed towards the area where the tribe was near the stream.

Life is all about diligence, without which how can one gain anything?

Fortunately, nature also gave its rewards.

After about two or three hours of investigation, she stepped on the land beneath her feet.

Nishi Ichiqi stood up with the help of a wooden stick, ignoring the slight pain in his arm, and looked around with his hands on his hips.

very satisfied!

Potatoes' favorite soil types are sandy loam and loess, but the soil around the Yanyuan tribe is mainly purple soil, yellow-brown soil and red soil.

What you are standing on now is yellow-brown soil. This kind of soil has good air permeability, deep and loose texture, which just meets the growth requirements of potatoes.

Looking around, the front half of the land is extremely flat, while the back half has a small slope.

The slope was just right, with an inclination roughly within 20°, and the slope area was not large, enough to plant the potatoes she brought back.

In the future, the surrounding flat land can be reclaimed to fully implement the principle of sustainable development.

As for why we choose to plant on a slope, it is because it allows for better drainage!

The weather in the primeval forest is unpredictable, and heavy rain will not show mercy just because you grow potatoes that don't like moisture.

In the absence of knowledge of rainfall, this is the most convenient shortcut to ensure the success rate of planting to a greater extent and save manpower.

It is also the vitality that nature leaves for mankind.

In addition, there were no sturdy trees on this slope, only weeds, small bushes and some gravel that could be easily moved by some people.

Reclaiming wasteland is not an easy task, and it certainly cannot be completed in one day with just two people.

Not only do you need to clean up these weeds and stones, but after hoeing the ground, you also need to clean up the remaining grass roots and fertile fertilizer in the soil.

Every bit of effort saved is a win.

The potatoes that I brought back from the Washa tribe were freshly dug and needed to be dried in the sun for a day or two before they could be planted.

So, this matter cannot be rushed!

But because of the weather change, we need to hurry again!

An untrustworthy system, potential threats from tribes, and brutal time travelers make up this fucked-up life!

We have to race against time...

To the point that sometimes I feel like a dung beetle being pushed by shit.

Now that the decision had been made, after finalizing the approximate scope with Yan Luo and Arthur, they began to clear the wasteland.

First, you have to use tools such as stone knives and stone shovels to separate the required land from the surrounding vegetation.

Burning is currently the most efficient way to clear weeds, but in order to avoid forest fires, isolation measures must be taken first.

The Chinese people have a saying ingrained in their bones: If you burn the mountain, you will spend the rest of your life in jail.

Don't say it.

Who knows, life in prison might be much happier than it is now!

Thinking of this, Xi Yiqi vaguely hoped that she could be caught.

Unfortunately, the cost of a primeval forest fire would only be the loss of life of the tribe and nearby creatures.

For the safety of the tribe, this step must be taken with extreme caution.

Nishi Ichisu bent down and cleaned for a while.

As the scorching sun gradually rose higher, after I put down the gravel in my hand, my body shook, my head felt dizzy, and my vision became a little blurry.

Maybe it was heatstroke, or maybe this body was too weak.

Anyway, I just can't go on.

I stopped what I was doing and sat in the shade of a tree for a few minutes to relax.

Yan Luo and Arthur were still hunching over and clearing the stones. Large beads of sweat hung on their bronze bodies, rolling down as they moved the stones.

Life depends on diligence, and diligence will never be in short supply.

"Let's go back and get three straw hats first. At least they can block some of the scorching sun..." After Xi Yiqi felt his body had recovered a little, he stood up and didn't rest any longer.

In addition, she also planned to cook some food in a clay pot and bring it over so that she would have the strength to work after eating.

After this period of subtle behavior, the tribesmen now consciously eat something in the morning and at noon. Although it cannot be considered a full meal, it is still a small improvement.

This is already good.

Habits are not so easy to change.

Therefore, there is no rush for success, but rather the idea of ​​slowly guiding the tribesmen to change their current eating and living habits.

Over time, the tribesmen will naturally adapt to the new way of life.

Besides, the tribe’s food reserves are not enough for three meals a day.

"Uncle, you guys go and rest under the shade of the tree for a while. I'll go back to the tribe and prepare some food to bring over. We'll continue to open up the land after everyone has eaten!" Xi Yiqi's voice was gentle but firm.

"Okay." The two men walked over and leaned under the shade of the tree to wipe the sweat off their faces.

After giving instructions again and again and making sure that the two of them sat down obediently under the shade of the tree, he then turned around and walked towards the tribe with the leaves he had drawn during his rest time at ease...

However, less than a cup of tea after Nishi Ichisu left, the two of them quickly stood up and continued to silently clean up the rubble in the wasteland.