Chapter 309: The Happy Ping Zi

Chapter 309: The Happy Ping Zi

The sun rose, casting its radiant light upon the earth.

Though the morning air felt chill, Ping Zi was shirtless, with sweat glistening on his face and body.

He exerted some force with his hands, digging the bone shovel into the earth and bringing up clumps of soil.

Gripping the bone shovel handle, he tilted it slightly to the side and deposited the clumps onto the ground.

The Divine Child had said that doing so would prevent the grass above from being smothered.

After living here for a few days, Ping Zi had formed a positive impression of the new tribe, especially of the childlike Divine Child, whom he deeply respected.

He had heard that everything the tribe possessed now was thanks to the Divine Child's leadership.

Ping Zi had never done digging and turning soil before, but he learned quickly and soon grew to enjoy it.

While Ping Zi was strong, he wasn't skilled in hunting—his spear-throwing accuracy and speed couldn't match the women's. Consequently, his status in the tribe was low, and his meals were not satisfying.

However, in the new tribe, everything changed. People here didn't hunt much; instead, they engaged in many unfamiliar tasks: weaving with tree branches, carrying stones, and digging.

Ping Zi quickly grew fond of digging. It didn't require him to roam and call out in the wilderness; instead, he could eat three meals a day just by digging with the bone shovel. He found this lifestyle very satisfying, almost unbelievable at first.

"Time to eat! Time to eat!"

Someone shouted from atop the high walls.

When he heard the call, Ping Zi's face immediately lit up with a smile. After a few days here, he understood what it meant.

This was his favorite time of day.

Grabbing his bone shovel, Ping Zi hurried with the others digging to return to the tribe, eager to devour the delicious food.

The food was as delicious as ever, but using the sticks called chopsticks was still awkward.

However, the Divine Child insisted they use them, so Ping Zi dared not disobey.Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

There was no need to worry about them causing trouble outside; at this time, people had to stick together to survive. One or two people couldn't live long in the wilderness alone.

This was also why Han Cheng mentioned exile for those who rebelled when drinking the Green Sparrow Water.

Being exiled from the tribe at this time was essentially a death sentence, much more severe than exile after the establishment of a country.

For primitive people, such punishment was very effective in deterrence.

The integration of the Bone Tribe would be a long process. After the initial intense measures, Shi Tou was responsible for what remained.

When these people learned to speak the common language, they could write some Chinese characters, dress like the elderly members of the Green Sparrow Tribe, adopt similar lifestyle habits, and eventually no longer show any differences. They would truly have integrated into the Green Sparrow Tribe.

The rapeseed flowers had fallen, and they would mature in a while.

This year's rapeseed crop was much larger than last year's, so Han Cheng instructed people to clean and prepare the wheat fields early.

This had to be done every year.

The wheat field was on the west side of the courtyard and had been expanded considerably, with the gate moved aside. This facilitated people's coming and going, and in a while, Han Cheng planned to build another twelve rooms, so the wheat field had to be located where it wouldn't be in the way.

Previously planted mulberry and fruit trees mainly survived, and many fruit trees even blossomed.

However, these blossoms were unlikely to bear fruit because they had just been transplanted, and the roots below had not yet fully grown, lacking sufficient nutrients to support the fruit.

More than half of the nursery near the rapeseed field had suffered casualties, with only about half of the branches sprouting tender shoots. Nevertheless, this was enough to make Han Cheng happy.

When planting the branches before, Bugs Bunny had planted a lot, at least two thousand. Even if half of them died, they would still obtain many saplings.

After two or three years, they could be transplanted.

By then, the Green Sparrow Tribe would have a helpful forest.

Planting trees takes ten years, but cultivating people takes a hundred. This was indeed something that required careful planning ahead of time.