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Chapter 64 Grains
Knowing that the Dashu Tribe had talked to the Yougu Tribe, the clansmen were both surprised and slightly disdainful.

Grandma asked, "Did they really burn down the forest?"

Pine Cone nodded and said, "Only by burning the forest can the planted grains bear fruit. That's what those villains say."

The clansmen's brows were further frowned, and their eyes were sullen.

The guests were a little restless, Song Guo justified his tribe: "The children haven't eaten meat for many days, and the plants collected are getting less and less every day. We haven't started to stockpile food for cold weather, and it is already not enough. I really had no other choice, so I thought about going to them to exchange... You should have heard that they have too much food to eat."

But this explanation did not exchange for their understanding.

In the eyes of the clansmen, those who set fire to the mountain cannot be forgiven, not to mention that at the tribal meeting, all the tribes have reached an agreement and made an oath to jointly implement "sanctions" against the wicked tribes that do not mate or trade. What about breaking an oath?
Only Grandma and Lanhua are more able to empathize with Pinecone.

Grandma is the spiritual leader of the Dahe Tribe, but because Grandma is old and frail and has limited mobility, Lanhua actually takes care of all the affairs in the tribe.

The two of them couldn't help but think of the period of starvation they experienced before, when the whole family was looking forward to you and hoping that you could come up with a solution, the anxiety and pressure, only those who have experienced it will understand.

If there were no heaven to teach men to fish and shoot arrows, and forest to teach women to identify herbs, the current situation of the tribe would not be much better than that of the big tree tribe. If they were in the same situation, would they make the same move? Same decision?

Grandma and Lanhua were silent.

There are two other people who are more "rebellious". Not only do they not think there is anything wrong with the behavior of the Yougu tribe, they even think that it is a sign of progress that slash-and-burn farming can be carried out in this area in this era.

Zhang Tianxia consciously looked at Lin Yu beside him, wondering if Dr. Lin didn't make a move yet?

After spending the past few days together, he has gained a deeper understanding of Lin Yu, knowing that she had participated in the archaeological research on plants in the Neolithic Age in the arid area.

In other words, she used to work tirelessly and painstakingly to dig up the remains of plant seeds of this era, especially the remains of grain seeds, for flotation, research and statistics of remains, but now, she can witness the fresh grains of this era with her own eyes. I don't know if it's her luck or misfortune.

Just as he was thinking, Lin Yu said, "Can you show me their grain?"

"what?"

Pinecone didn't quite understand.

On the one hand, it is because Lin Yu's language and body movements are not proficient enough. The people of the tribe get along with her day and night, and they can understand it. Song Guo and the others are new here, so it is naturally difficult to understand. I thought that this woman's accent is strange enough, and the body is not good enough. It looks too coordinated...

On the other hand, Song Guo never expected that the people of the Great River Tribe would want to see what the Wicked Tribe had grown. After all, their attitude seemed to be very clear.

Zhang Tian helped Lin Yu repeat: "We want to see the grain of the wicked tribe, can we?"

"certainly……"

Pine cone was a little surprised.

Because they came here for cooperation, the Yougu Tribe also gave some of the grain to the Dahe Tribe as a "deposit", and asked Song Guo to deliver it on their behalf.

I brought the pinecone belt, but I didn't expect to have a chance to take it out.

He secretly observed the expressions of the other people. The strange thing was that the people of the Dahe tribe clearly sneered at the wicked tribe, but the tall woman in flowered clothes asked for the grain of the wicked tribe. Not only were they unmoved, but showed A look of curiosity and anticipation.

Song Guo sensed something was wrong, he took out the grains and handed them to Lin Yu calmly, seeing her take out a handful of grains from the animal skin bag, she was very focused on distinguishing the grains that seemed indistinguishable to him, and asked in a low voice Lanhua: "I remember her name is Lin, right? She seems to know a lot about grains?"

"More than that!" Lan Hua was all proud, "She is a descendant of Shennong, and she knows all kinds of plants like the back of her hand!"

Song Guo remembered that he had heard Tiger Tongue mention it before, and this long-lost sister taught him to identify spices, but at that time he was obsessed with food and didn't take it seriously.

He was even more puzzled, and asked, "Who is Shen Nong?"

"Okay!" A slightly childish voice came from behind, "You don't even know our great ancestor Shennong!"

Song Guo was startled, turned his head to look, and found that it was Xiao Xiao who was sitting opposite him, and asked in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

Xiao chuckled: "I see that you are confused and confused, I guess you are full of doubts, so I come here to answer your questions. Let me tell you the story of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs! Come on!" Come, come and sit down!"

The people of the Big Tree Tribe got closer, and the children also surrounded them. They wanted to hear the legendary life of their ancestors again.

When Xiao was telling stories to everyone with great interest, Zhang Tian and Lin Yu were distinguishing the varieties of these grains at another fire pit. It was mainly Lin Yu who was distinguishing, and Zhang Tian helped her record and organize them.

The clansmen tacitly did not disturb them.

Tian and Lin are special, they both have the knowledge of their ancestors, and after getting along with each other for this period of time, the clansmen have already realized this deeply.

When they are having some "ancestor-level" discussions, except for Xiao Xiao, other people generally don't bother, because they don't understand at all, and they can't get in the conversation.

Lin Yu was very happy.

Working with her for so many days, Zhang Tian saw her showing such a pure and contagious smile for the first time, and at the same time she was so focused, she stared intently at the grain in her hand, and her eyes were beating with excitement .

At this moment, he felt that the beautiful schoolmaster he had seen in the photos that made countless netizens sigh had returned.

Infected by her emotions, Zhang Tian is also full of energy.

"Do you know what this is?"

In the palm of Lin Yu's hand lay a round, spherical grain with a diameter of less than two millimeters.

Zhang Tian shook his head.

"This is millet! It's not foxtail, but millet!" Lin Yu emphasized.

Zhang Tian immediately understood the mystery, and said in surprise, "The millet is domesticated from foxtail grass. If you have millet in your hand, it means that the Yougu tribe has been engaged in agricultural production for a long time!"

"Completely correct!"

Lin Yu cast an appreciative look at Zhang Tian, ​​thinking that although this guy is not from a major, he knows a lot!

She said seriously: "The grains of the original foxtail are oblong and oblate, and the length is usually less than 1.5 mm. However, this grain is obviously different from the foxtail in terms of shape and size, and is closer to millet, indicating that it has been cultivated for a long time. Domestication. This Yougu tribe may be more advanced than we expected!"

(End of this chapter)