Chapter 386: Ruthless

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Chapter 386: Ruthless

Under the eaves, several black spirits from the south chirped and chattered, discussing among themselves the place to build their new homes.

Some wanted to use bows and arrows to teach these birds, who dared to occupy a place under their tribe's eaves, a lesson about the non-negotiable nature of the Green Sparrow Tribe, but Han Cheng stopped them.

The swallow wearing a flower-patterned coat is a beneficial insect and is best not harmed.

Moreover, according to legend, swallows are auspicious birds. Nesting under the eaves of a house indicates that the household will have good luck.

Otherwise, why would there be the saying, "In front of the hall of the old Wang family, swallows fly into ordinary people's homes"?

The top-ranking aristocratic family has declined, losing its luck, and this auspicious bird that loves its old nest has also abandoned it...

Of course, this is just for show and shouldn't be taken too seriously.

Han Cheng not only didn't let anyone harm these black swallows, but after discovering that the swallows had started to mud under the eaves to build their nests, he planted two tall poles nearby, with ropes tied between them.

The tired swallows stood on the line, preening their feathers, appearing like musical notes leaping on staff against the warm sky.

Looking up at them, Han Cheng felt a familiar taste.

Standing beside her, Bai Xue also looked up with her little face. She didn't understand why Divine Child was so fascinated...

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Whoosh..."

One after another, continuous sounds echoed in the long-standing orchard of the Green Sparrow Tribe, shaking the ground covered with fallen petals.

In the worried eyes of Shaman and others, many branches of these fruit trees were cut off, some of which were thicker than bowl mouths.

Over the years, the fruit yield of this naturally formed orchard has been gradually decreasing.

Fortunately, they no longer rely on these fruits to get through the winter. Otherwise, Shaman and the Eldest senior brother would not be troubled by this matter.

In a chance mention, the Divine Child learned about this and said he could make the fruit trees bear more fruit again.

It wasn't yet time to plant millet, and the rapeseed was beginning to sprout, with only a few yellow flowers showing, not yet in full bloom. Therefore, the Green Sparrow Tribe was relatively idle.

However, with the unexpected fruit wine and vinegar, the surplus fruit has found a new use.

On New Year's Eve, many people in the Green Sparrow Tribe felt the wonderful sensation of being slightly drunk from the wine they started drinking. Therefore, they are very enthusiastic about making wine.

Millet is still too precious for the Green Sparrow Tribe to use for brewing wine.

So, the final idea falls on these fruits.

Moreover, Han Cheng also plans to continue researching and preserving fruits that require a lot of fruit.

He doesn't know if he'll end up like that guy who has never been good at making preserves but keeps making tastier and tastier wine.

Han Cheng thought helplessly.

With so much demand, pruning fruit trees to increase yield becomes necessary.

In this matter, Han Cheng involved Bugs Bunny, whom he taught how to cultivate crops the most.

After drying in the sun for a while, the cut fruit tree branches are brought back and burned as firewood.

They haven't encountered any ducks yet. If they had, the taste of grilling with fruit tree branches would be very different.

While Han Cheng and the others were dealing with the orchard, grassroots, in a good mood, stretched out their arms and embraced the warm spring breeze.

After a difficult winter, Cao Geng has lost a lot of weight and the whole person looks a bit out of shape as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

But he is still very happy because his tribe hasn't eaten him; he is still alive.

Not only was he alive, the other three people who had experienced the same fate as him were still alive.

This is due, on the one hand, to their hard work in finding various foods to alleviate hunger outside, and, on the other hand, to the tribe that brought them the good news.

If it weren't for the arrival of the people from that somewhat dark tribe at the last moment, who gave them the precious things called pottery pots, which could be used to cook soup into hot water, they would still be struggling to avoid being eaten.

It's just that they can exchange these with some useless fur, Cao Geng, and the others are naturally willing.