Chapter 364: A Man, A Deer, and a Cart

Chapter 364: A Man, A Deer, and a Cart

"Yo yo..."

Deer Lord, whose face was tied with a rope, grumbled discontentedly in the seemingly spacious field.

As the commanding leader of the deer, sheep, and dog tribes, the mighty and invincible Deer Lord felt aggrieved to have fallen to this point.

He, the mighty leader, would now have to toil as a laborer, plowing and harrowing the land here.

Unfortunately, Deer Lord was a deer from ancient times and knew nothing of Han Yu, who wrote "A Song of the Horse."

In this world, animals were not allowed to become spirits. Otherwise, they would surely turn their heads and speak, uttering something like 'Only humiliated by the hands of slaves...' to the despicable bipeds who were leading them and laughing.

The soil was in perfect condition thanks to the autumn rain a few days ago. The rain made it easy to break up the clods of earth that had risen from the ground, making it the perfect time to sow rapeseed.

Deer Lord, who had been living in the Green Sparrow Tribe for so long, enjoying free food and lodging with someone serving him every day, naturally could not escape this fate. Now, those physically strong individuals were all harnessed up and, under the guidance of the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe, were imitating the appearance of their leader, Deer Lord, plowing and sowing here.

Deer Lord was treated differently from ordinary deer because, while other deer pulled harrows, he pulled a plow.

A wide piece of leather was draped over Deer Lord's back at the end of the plow beam, covering half of it.

Underneath the leather, a rope was tied around Deer Lord's waist, passing through his belly. Together with the leather above, it tied Deer Lord around the waist.

In this way, as he moved, the plow behind him would move forward with him.

Unlike oxen, deer's necks were not as thick as oxen's, nor did they have the strength to bear thousands of pounds like oxen, so Han Cheng had to imitate donkeys and mules and place the weight on their backs.

Behind Deer Lord, a hobbling individual was supporting the plow.

The three plow legs, bound with triangular bones, parted the finely tilled soft soil, leaving three parallel lines on the ground no matter how they turned, with a spacing of twenty centimeters in the middle.

Inside the hopper, black rapeseeds leaked down from the bottom of the hopper and, about three centimeters from the hopper, split into three, each going down one of the hollow plow legs and falling into the furrows opened by the plow legs.

"Wait."

Lame suddenly spoke, and Han Cheng, leading Deer Lord forward, stopped as instructed.

It wasn't that Han Cheng enjoyed "helping with the plow," but Deer Lord would only work properly when led by Han Cheng. No one else could make it work properly.

"What's wrong?" Han Cheng asked.

Han Cheng has not yet tried using rapeseed for oil extraction. On the one hand, he has too many other things to worry about, and on the other hand, so far, just animal-fat oil is enough to eat.

So, the use of rapeseed for oil extraction has been postponed, and there are signs of further delay.

After planting rapeseed, Han Cheng also planted the 'Big Cabbage' and 'High-Quality Rapeseed,' which he had cultivated for two years.

The appearance of the plow significantly increased the efficiency of planting. After planting these lands in three days, the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe set off with baskets on their backs towards the orchard.

It was time to gather and store the fruits.

Many hands make light work. With everyone's efforts, piles of fruits appeared in the tribe and quickly increased.

Tonight's meal in the Green Sparrow Tribe was strange. There were no roasted meats as usual, nor was there steaming fish soup. There was only a large pile of fruits stacked together.

Han Cheng was a bit puzzled, not understanding what the Eldest Senior Brother in charge of preparing food meant.

He was puzzled, but the other tribe members were not, especially those from the Bone Tribe who had joined just this year. They felt it was only natural.

Food was always so precious to primitive people. Even in the affluent Green Sparrow Tribe, people still hesitated to waste.

These fruits were all damaged, bruised, or had ruptured.

Such fruits were not durable for storage. If not eaten in time, they would quickly spoil.

Understanding the reason, Han Cheng couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the Eldest Eldest Senior Brother. Eating the perishables first and saving the good ones was a suitable method that could reduce food waste.

However, after praising him, Han Cheng immediately asked the Eldest Eldest Senior Brother to take out some meat and let people add water to the pottery jars, preparing to start boiling soup.

The weather had already cooled down, and at this time, unlike in summer, not eating some hot soup or just relying on these cold fruits to satisfy hunger wouldn't do. First, it wouldn't be filling enough, and second, it could easily upset the stomach.

In this era where catching a cold and fever could be thrown into the fire and burned to death, no illness could be underestimated.

"Divine Child..."

The Eldest Senior Brother seemed a little anxious. With this arrangement, these fruits would be wasted.

Han Cheng smiled and waved his hand to reassure him, indicating he didn't need to worry.