There are savages in the jungle

The wheat field is golden, and it is shaken by the wind, making the sound of grain colliding.

Yan cut the wheat with a dental knife, Xia Yun sat under the shade of a tree and peeled the millet.After a while, the wheat stalks piled up in front of Xia Yun became a mountain.He had no choice but to spread out the wheat straw to bask in the sun, and found that the millet fell off much better after drying.

Xia Yun simply spread out the wheat grass to bask in the sun, and then pulled the weeds in the open space.

When it was almost noon, a male leopard stared at them.This area is its territory, so Yan always pays attention to it, and immediately discovers the leopard's approach.

He said nothing, slowed down the work of his men, and said softly to Xia Yun: "Be careful behind you, don't look back."

Xia Yun immediately became vigilant.

He thought he was already very careful before, but now he realized that if he was a little distracted, he would not be able to notice the approach of the beast at all.

The leopard also seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and suddenly rushed over from the wheat field, heading straight for Xia Yun.

Just as Xia Yun stood up, Yan had dropped the wheat in his hand and rushed straight up.

At the moment when the leopard and Yan sumo wrestled, Yan's body flashed sharply, and he clasped the leopard's neck with his claws, and threw one of the leopards to the ground, and then the other hand also attacked the leopard's neck, sharply The nail easily pierced the prey's carotid artery, and blood gushed out.

The leopard twisted its head and tried to bite. With the loss of blood, the force became weaker and weaker, and finally twitched a few times, with air out but not in.

Xia Yun was still in shock, this was the first time he had watched Yan fight a wild beast with his own eyes, this nimble leopard seemed insignificant in front of him, as fragile as a little cat.

Yan leaned down and sucked the warm blood, then turned to Xia Yun and said, "Come here, the blood of big animals is hotter, come and taste it."

Xia Yun shook his head hastily, looking at Yan whose face was covered with blood, he also felt a little terrified.

Yan sucked up the blood by himself, and the leopard died completely.

Just at lunch time, Xia Yun took out the convex lens removed from the telescope and a pack of black charcoal from his backpack, focused on the black charcoal with a magnifying glass, and watched the charcoal ignite red dots.

Xia Yun piled some withered grass on the black charcoal, and it took 15 minutes to start a fire.

Yan watched Xia Yun make a fire many times, and was still amazed.This clear glass is amazing.

When Xia Yun finished using the lens, he took it over and looked at the sun.

I don't know what effect the sun magnifies?Will it grow bigger like a small flower or grass?

Xia Yun was adding firewood, when he suddenly heard Yan yell "Ah", and turned to look at him.

"what happened?"

Yan covered his eyes, "It hurts."

Seeing Yan holding the lens in his hand, Xia Yun guessed what he was doing, and was speechless.

Seeing Yan like this, he was still a little worried, walked over and asked, "Are your eyes okay?"

Yan let go of his hand to show Xia Yun, his eyebrows were scorched.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Yan muttered, "It hurts."

Xia Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing and said: "You can't look at the sun with your eyes on the lens, or you will burn your eyes blind."

"I don't want to be blind." Yan was astonished, and after a while, he was afraid, and dared not face the lens in his hand against his skin, for fear of burning his hair.

He put the lens into Xia Yun's backpack awkwardly, and took out the binoculars into a single-way telescope, carefully looked at it, and made sure that it was not like a single-piece lens, so he looked at the distance with confidence.

This thing is so convenient.

"Where do you get all your stuff?"

If Yan had heard of fairy tales, he would definitely think that Xia Yun was a god who strayed into the mortal world.

Xia Yun smiled and said that it was something from his hometown, so he didn't say any more.

After lunch, the two took a nap in the tree afternoon, then got up and continued to cut wheat.

In the afternoon, the wheat was dried, and when it was tapped with a stick, it fell down with a clatter.The harvested wheat was packed in knapsacks, and there was still a lot left on the ground.After Yan sent Xia Yun home, he moved them twice before transporting them all back, and piled them all up in the cave.

With an experience, the efficiency of harvesting wheat was several times higher the next day, and the harvested wheat was already difficult to carry back with a backpack.

But Xia Yun couldn't bear to work all day, so he stayed at home in the morning, weaving bamboo baskets out of bamboo slices to hold wheat, and went to work in the fields with Yan in the afternoon.

Eggs can often be seen in the wheat field, and Xia Yun picked them all up.

It took a month for the wheat to be harvested, and there was still some finishing work left. Xia Yun's body was already very heavy, and he couldn't help much if he went there, so he didn't go there.

The wheat at the entrance of the cave was scorching hot, Xia Yun hugged his stomach and struggled to turn the wheat with his feet.After walking one way, he had to sit and rest in the sun for a while, and then turned the wheat with his feet and walked back.

Ye passed by with a big stone in his arms, saw Xia Yun from a distance, and happily said hello: "Xia Yu!"

Xia Yun walked under the tree panting, "What are you doing holding the stone?"

Ye said, "I've carried this rock since childhood, and I can't sleep without it."

"Are you going to move?" Xia Yun asked, "By the way, you and Ting... are you okay?"

Ye blushed, "That's it." Thinking of being bumped into by Xia Yun and Yan back then, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in. It was too embarrassing to lose that day.

Xia Yun asked tentatively, "Are you with him?"

"Yeah." After changing the subject, Ye felt relieved, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face, "He dug a hole, and I've been living in it for a few days."

Xia Yun was dumbfounded: "..." It really is.

After choking for a while, Xia Yun said in his heart: This cruel tribe.

Ye looked at the wheat on the ground and asked curiously, "What are you doing? So many grass seeds, what are you using them for?"

"Eat." Xia Yun said and went to the sun again, kicking the wheat step by step.

"Ah? You eat?" Ye threw the stone casually, and went to the wheat field to kick the wheat. After a while, he gasped belatedly: "It's so hot."

The hard toenails are slow to sense, and when they feel it, jumping out is as hot as maggots attached to the bone.

Ye looked distressed at Xia Yun who seemed nothing had happened, and said, "Don't kick, don't overcook the meat."

Xia Yun smiled and ignored it.After getting used to it for a while, Ye didn't feel that it was too hot, so she helped Xia Yun turn the wheat.

Yan ran back with the last basket of wheat on his back, saw Xia Yun staggering out of the wheat, and hurried over to support him.

"Didn't I tell you not to do anything? Go and wash your face to cool off." Yan reprimanded and asked, "How much more do you need to turn over? I'll go."

Xia Yun shook his head, "It's all over, you just need to spread this basket outside."

"Okay, you go in quickly."

"Ah."

Xia Yun walked to the river step by step, washed his face, and returned to the cave, where the three little minks happily climbed up on him, squeaking for joy.

The female mink had already been sent away, and the three little ones were raised fat and white by Xia Yun. They seemed to regard this cave as their home, and probably thought Xia Yun was their mother.

After a while, Yan came in with a bunch of washed grapes, and saw Xia Yun hugging a mink like a child, and it was a bit delicious.

Walking over to touch Xia Yun's stomach, Yan said, "Don't overwhelm the child."

Xia Yun moved the mink aside, stretched his neck and bit a grape.Yan's heart softened, and he concentrated on feeding fruit to Xia Yun.

There are several large baskets of wheat in the cave, and there is a large thick area outside.Yan said worriedly: "So much millet, how to put it? I can dig another cave, but these millets are ground into powder according to what you said, so this bamboo basket can't hold it?"

Xia Yun was also thinking about this issue recently, saying: "I want to use mud as a container, and if I burn it with fire, it will be harder." But if it can't be fired into pottery, the flour contained in it will be stained with dust.It would be nice to be able to coat it with something.

I don't know how high the temperature is for pottery to be fired, let's try it in a big kiln.

Thinking of Xia Yun, he did it. He drew the design on the ground, and Yan dug an identical kiln on the mountain.

The kiln is a small cave with a firewood feeding port and a smoke outlet.If a fire is lit in the hole and the hole for feeding firewood is blocked, the temperature inside will be very high.

They put the mud container inside and burned it for eight hours.When it was taken out, it was burnt into an unusually hard and delicate surface... an earthen jar.

The earth jar is very hard, but a little powder can be scraped out by scraping it with a stone, but as long as it is not damp, it is enough to hold flour.

Then grind the noodles, dry them in the sun, crush them and put them in cans, and the time is busy day by day.

After finishing all the work, the woods have been dyed a bit of yellow, and the temperature is quietly cold.

Xia Yun's body was so heavy that it was difficult to walk, and he seldom went out. He stayed in this closet-like nest every day, and he didn't feel much change in the temperature.

On this day, Yan came back with prey and asked Xia Yun to come out to eat, and Xia Yun felt the breath of winter.

It was already noon, Xia Yun suddenly came out from the shelter from the wind, and Xia Yun shivered from the wind.He wanted to hug his arms, but he had to give up because of his high swollen thighs and stomach. Even so, he had a hard time moving.Yan hurriedly stepped forward to help Xia Yun.

Now that the sun is less scorching, it is difficult to start a fire.Yan asked Xia Yun to sit behind the tree and wait, and he squatted in the sun to light a fire.

It took a long time to light the fire, and looking back, Xia Yun shrank into a ball, Yan worried: "Are you cold?"

Xia Yun sighed in his hand, "Yes."

Yan crossed his hips and looked into the distance, wondering what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "I'll help you cook food, you go in and hide."

Xia Yun shook his head, "I want to eat pancakes, but you can't."

Yan was speechless.

The pot is made of pottery. After a period of practice, Xia Yun has learned how to burn pottery.In the newly dug storage cave, there are more than a dozen large tanks, four tanks of flour, two tanks of wheat, five tanks of sun-dried peanuts, and a small bucket of solidified wild boar oil.

Today, the people in the tribe are all in a hurry, with solemn expressions, and go out again after fighting back their prey.Xia Yun saw Ye Ye coming back from the forest with his prey on his shoulders, and his face was no longer as lively as it used to be.

While making food, he looked around strangely and found a white figure.Xia Yun was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look again, but the person had disappeared.

"Did something happen?"

Yan said in a deep voice: "The white-haired man has come to fetch food, and I will hunt after you finish eating."

Xia Yun remembered that Yan had said that the white-haired man was very strong before, and he was very indifferent at that time, but now his own interests were at stake, so he couldn't ignore it.

"How much prey do they want?"

"One person has five prey, and the two of us have ten. Now we are scrambling to hunt, and the later it gets, the harder it is to catch. Don't worry, I will do it well." Yan tightened his arms in worry, feeling that the body in his arms was cold. And trembling slightly, feeling uncomfortable for a while.

Xia Yun nodded, waited for the earthen pot to heat up, dug a lump of lard into the pot, and started pancakes.After frying the pancakes, I fried a handful of peanuts, and finally made a bowl of vegetable and egg soup.

That was all for lunch, and Yan ate a few mouthfuls, and then went out to hunt.

Looking at the suddenly desolate tribe, Xia Yun felt empathy for the first time, feeling displeased with the behavior of the white-haired man.

Five prey per person, 150 people is more than 700 prey, and it is still a large prey.It is foreseeable that food will be even more scarce this winter.