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Chapter 142 Inspiration
Grandma was very happy, not only because of the bountiful harvest, but also because all the children came back, not one less.

This time of year is the happiest time of the year for the clansmen, and the degree of happiness is directly proportional to the number of prey and the time for counting.

This year's happiness has seriously exceeded the standard. The women have been counting from noon to sunset. The smokers prepared in advance are densely covered with meat, internal organs, tendons and skins, which are not enough. Fortunately, there are enough high-quality wood in the cave. A few more fires were lit and smoke racks were built.

The caves of the Dahe tribe are very deep. In warm weather, the tribesmen sleep near the entrance of the cave, and in cold weather they move deeper. At this time, fires are lit everywhere, and the air quality in the cave drops significantly.

Primitives grew up in this environment, got used to it, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Lin Yu had just arrived, but he was affected by it, and his head hurt from the smoke, so he moved to a wooden house outside the cave for a few days.

Zhang Tian also escaped from the smoky cave on the pretext of taking care of his sister's daily life.

Xiao and Bai lived with them.

Every fire should not be wasted. After obtaining the wizard's permission, meat was also smoked in the wooden house, and the amount was not much.

In short, the meat must be kept under the eyelids of people, and it cannot be separated for a moment. Among other things, the three house thieves in the cave are not reassuring. They walk around the smoker like old men all day long. It's time to rush.

The people of the tribe complained about the three big cats who were eating more and more. The children liked to stroke their fluffy and soft bodies. Of course, the little lynx didn't like to be picked up by everyone, but the cats were under the eaves. Don't bow your head, in order to beg for food, you can only sell a little color.

One night, Tiger Claw, who was on guard at night, saw the three house thieves groping furtively toward the depths of the cave, and followed them quietly, just as they bumped into each other and huddled together to feast.

OK, I've got you guys!
Tiger Claw only knew that they were stealing animal meat, and rushed out with a loud shout. The three little ones were so frightened that they catapulted away, spreading their legs like three parachutes, jumping three feet high.

Only then did Tiger Claw notice that what they ate was not animal meat, but big rats!

The next morning, Tigerpaw grinned and showed the remains of the mouse, telling everyone about it.

Since then, the people of the clan have greatly changed their views on the three little lynxes. Regardless of whether the cat is big or small, if it can catch mice, it is a good cat, and it is worth giving food to.

But in order to prevent them from distinguishing between the enemy and the enemy, and accidentally injuring the friendly army, the women raised the fence to keep the rabbits and mice.

By the time the hunting activities were completely stopped, the tribe had fed a total of [-] wild rabbits and [-] bamboo rats. They fed some hay and bamboo every day, not much, and only hung their breath to prevent them from dying.

The cold weather is long, and I eat dried meat and fruit every day. Occasionally, I want to change my taste and eat some fresh food.

The clansmen use feeding as a method of preserving food.

This method is actually very common, especially in warm weather, when the weather is hot and the food is prone to spoilage. Whenever there is a good hunting and harvest, the food is too much to eat, and the live animals are temporarily kept in captivity. When the "harvest" is not good, then Drag it out and kill for a hearty meal.

Short-term feeding and long-term breeding seem to be only one step away, but it took humans thousands of years to take this small step.

The person who can think of this is definitely a genius who is one in a million in this era.

There are three such geniuses in the Great River Tribe.

When Xiao asked in a joking tone what would happen if these pikas were raised like lynxes, Zhang Tian and Lin Yu looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"They only eat grass and bamboo every day, and they can grow meat and give birth to cubs, which are much easier to feed than lynxes."

Xiao Xiao stroked the little tiger in his arms, and said with a smile.Xiaohu didn't know if he was annoyed by his touching, or he understood his complaints, raised his neck, and complained very dissatisfied.

After feeding the lynx and the pika respectively, Xiao Xiao suddenly had such an idea, and then said it casually. He hadn't thought deeply about the feasibility of this idea.

The other two geniuses certainly understood the meaning.

Feeding and breeding are actually just a thought. Xiao Xiao’s sudden inspiration is the key opportunity for human beings to take this step. He may not realize it now, but one day he will understand that what he said today will completely change his mind. Change the lives of entire groups.

But it's not time to breed them yet, and they will be on the road as soon as the cold weather passes. No matter how many animals you raise, it doesn't make sense if you can't take them away.

Zhang Tianzheng said: "I think your idea is very good. You can try it in the future. Raising pikas may be more useful than raising lynxes!"

"really?"

Xiao was very happy, but then he felt puzzled. He hadn't thought of the use of raising pikas. Zhang Tian's words aroused his thinking.

"It can't be better than this!" Lin Yu defended the little lynx, "Our catwoman is also very useful, and she caught a mouse yesterday! Isn't it the catwoman?"

Lin Yu acted like a doting stepmother.

Zhang Tian rolled his eyes, thinking that raising a lynx to catch mice was different from killing chickens with a sledgehammer. On the day of migration, whether these three big cats would go on the road with them would be a question mark!
Everyone was immersed in the joy of being busy.

The hunters, especially the hunters who ran twice, were exhausted when they came back. After a few days of rest, they finally recovered and began to enjoy their exclusive moments.

"... At that time, the mammoth rushed towards us like crazy, the ground was trembling, and the young people of the Yougu tribe were frightened silly! At this time, the tiger head stood up and faced the mammoth that was bigger than the mountain. The mammoth never backs down, just like our ancestor Hou Yi, whose bravery and strength made the mammoth run away!"

Tiger Claw was not hesitant to praise.

The tiger head immediately reciprocated: "The tiger's claws are stronger than me! When the mammoth stomps its feet, the ground trembles three times. No one dares to move under the mammoth's feet, except for the tiger's claws! He cut off the mammoth's legs alone, He is a true warrior!"

While bragging about their business, the men told the tribe what they had seen and heard at the tribal assembly. It is not possible to hunt a mammoth every year. This year, not to mention the hunting of an adult mammoth, and all the members are safe, so it is natural to make a big deal about it.

The children were fascinated by what they had heard, and they asked, "Is this a mammoth?"

"Mammoths are much scarier than that!" said the men, "and you'll know when you're old enough to see them!"

Women use clay pots to store smoked and dried animal meat, internal organs and fat, and cover them with heavy lids to ensure that there are no holes to enter. Part of the fur is stored, and the other part is cleaned and trimmed, and sewn into winter clothes and quilts , The animal skins that were plucked out were made into curtains and hung at the entrance of the cave to keep out the wind.

It's cold.

(End of this chapter)