through primitive society

Chapter 632 It will be very cool to look forward (3)
Didn't Grandma say that smart people will live better, so wouldn't he be able to live better with Wizard Moon?
"Good boy, you have a lot of heart." Wu Xiyue laughed, "Wizards have their own things that wizards need to do. You should obediently follow the men and become a good man when you grow up. Already beat the wizard."

A good man who stands upright?Acuona was confused...how could he not understand?
Facing the child's words without any scruples, Lao Da and the others all laughed.Ulana Yang, who was sitting in a dark corner, felt a little relieved. It seems...these men still like Acuona.The Cangcuo tribe can be regarded as a large tribe, and Acuona will be better than before with the care of the men.

Every mother hopes that her child can be capable.

When the last firewood added was burned, Wu Xiyue began to put aside the hot firewood and charcoal, and lightly touched the plate with a branch, it was very hard... not at all soft like mud.

"Okay, okay, you can take it out." Wu Xiyue stood up with a deep smile on her mouth, and took a thicker branch to pull the plate out of the fire bit by bit; to be honest, that's all Just looking at it, I don't have the passion to discover clay before.

Plates, after all, she has seen a lot, and she is not too excited to bake them by herself.

Lao Da and the others are different, it is the first time for them to see good things burned out of mud, and they really want to take a look in their hands, but the wizard Yue didn't pick it up himself and could only stare at the plate with glowing eyes.

This thing should not be watered to cool down, Wu Xiyue is not sure whether to pour cold water on the pottery after taking it out, so let it cool down naturally.

The men outside the cave had already cleared all the mud aside, instead of throwing it outside directly, they piled it in a corner.Anyway, the cave is big enough, and a pile of mud will occupy the space, and it will not affect the sleeping and walking of the clansmen.

When they were about to sprinkle dry soil on the ground, the old people cheered suddenly from the cave inside, "It's really hard...it can be used to hold food!"

"I didn't expect the soil to be so useful after burning. Hahaha, Yue, can we burn more?"

"Yes, yes, Yue likes to drink water that has been boiled with a fire. In the past, when using a bamboo tube to boil water, it took several times to change the bamboo tube in the middle to bring it to a boil. Later, it was boiled in a stone pot...it took a long time to boil. Yue, can you Make a pottery that boils water for drinking?"

"Also, don't women like to drink water that is boiled with grass and meat? You said, there is a pottery that can hold this water, hahaha... In the future, you don't need to chop a lot of bamboo to prepare it. myself."

The more the old people talked, the more excited they became, but the more the men outside listened, the more confused they became?This, this, this... what is this talking about.

Wu Xiyue was originally very calm, but she was so excited by the old people, so... she also became excited.

With a wave of his hand, he said boldly: "Okay! Lao Da, you can build a few more stone stoves; see if the men outside have finished their work, and then go to the forest to collect some dry firewood when they are done. Today I I just spent burning pottery in the cave!"

After a pause, she calmed down quickly after she was in high spirits, and said with a slight smile, "We can't burn too much, after all, we don't live here forever, but need to leave..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we need to use it even after we leave. When it's time to leave, we will take the pottery and go!" Lao Da reacted faster than any old man, he laughed, "Yue, you still Remember what Hoja said? Didn’t he say that the tribes outside the Mo River have food exchanges? You said, if we burn the pottery and take it outside to exchange, hehe... If we can really exchange food, those of us The food for the elderly can be solved by themselves.”

What he is most concerned about is the food problem. If he can solve it by himself without causing trouble to the young people, Lao Da is willing to work harder to burn more pottery.

Wu Xiyue's eyes lit up slightly, it was indeed a very good idea.

The men outside wanted to come in to see what happened to make the old people excited, but the old Dorji walked out cheerfully, "Young clansmen, Wizard Yue has brought out another very good thing for our tribe. Now , you still need to pick up some dry firewood and come back, and at night, you will know what good things Wizard Moon has made."

Except for the dozen or so men who went out to hunt and the sentry men, the rest stayed in the cave to clean up the mud. Now that they were done with their work, they could get out and pick up dry firewood.

Hearing this, a few men from the Cangcuo tribe laughed and said: "Okay, I'll pick it up right away. The things that Wizard Yue thinks up are always the most useful good things for the tribe. Her business is the business of our entire tribe. Pick it up right away! Old Dorji, tell Yue that we can pick up as much dry firewood as she wants."

A few men in the Geli tribe also believed in Wu Xiyue as they did, and laughed and said: "Not only to pick up dry firewood, but we also need to see if there are any wild vegetables that Yue likes to eat."

The men of the Misuo tribe are not so enthusiastic for the time being. Yingzi and the women who are sitting outside the cave soberly push the man next to them, pretending to be angry and saying: "You guys also hurry up to pick up dry firewood and come back with a torch. Wouldn't the cave dry out faster?"

When Abile was away, Yingzi became the backbone of this group of Misuo tribes.

"Go and pick it up. Wizard Moon is also our wizard. From now on, the men will take her affairs to heart and help as much as possible. It just so happens that the men also need to light a fire and barbecue when they come back from hunting. You can just use it when you pick up more." Yingzi's eyes were slightly cold, and she ordered, she had always been with Hoja, and Abenla was better than other women in dealing with others.

Perhaps under the influence of Wu Xiyue, the men of the Misuo tribe did not despise women as much as Hoja.

Her voice was only loud enough for the members of the Misuo tribe to hear. The men were still not used to doing things under the command of a woman. However, apart from the awkwardness on their faces, there was no other verbal conflict.

(End of this chapter)