Xu Chen washed Tian Qi and hung it on a clean stone.

Then sit in the shade in front of the cave and look at the scenery at the foot of the mountain in a daze.

"Chenga!"

Ye came over with a few smashed milk fruits, peeled them, and put the snow-white kernels in his palm.

The dark and thin face was smiling and his eyes were extremely respectful.

"Thanks!"

Xu Chen smiled and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it through, and a strong and silky milky fragrance filled his mouth instantly.

Because he was almost hungry, he didn't have time to taste it carefully. He ate five or six pieces in a row. After eating all the leaves, he felt a little better in the stomach. After eating, he pointed to three pregnant women who were dealing with milk fruits.

"What were they quarrels just now?"

Ye was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what Xu Chen meant, so he smiled and pointed at his belly, then made another pregnancy style, patted his belly lightly and said, "Shengga!"

"Shengga?" Xu Chen was confused.

"Shengga!" Ye raised three fingers after saying that.

Xu Chen was confused and thought for a long time and roughly understood that it might be that three pregnant women were snatching the title of the fetus in their wombs, and they all wanted to name their future children, Rong.

The matriarchal women have a high status and their marriages are dominant. According to tradition, men from other tribes should marry into each other. Therefore, it is more popular to have daughters at present. The more women the tribes have, the larger the scale.

To facilitate the name, every child will give a name when he is born. Of course, it is very simple, and they are common items or daily terms.

For example, the primitive boy who Xu Chen traveled through time was his original name.

The girl is called Ye. Although a group of children are still young, they each have a simple name, some are called Pu and some are called Jia. Anyway, they are different. Xu Chen doesn't know what it is, but they must have a certain meaning.

If these words are all ancient Chinese, then morning should mean the sun rises in the morning, and the origin of the name can be roughly inferred, and it should be born when the sun rises in the morning.

And leaves should mean leaves.

As for pounce, it may be that the child was not caught and fell to the ground when he was born.

But Jia didn't know what it meant, maybe it was a turtle shell, because the remaining turtle shells were thrown everywhere near the cave.

Of course, it may also be the origin of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, representing the order.

In short, Xu Chen has only been traveling for the next day, and everything is still in the early stage of ignorance and exploration. In time, he believes that these specious simple communication languages ​​will definitely be led by him and develop into orthodox Chinese sequences.

However, three pregnant women compete for the title right, but only one can use the name of rope, so who will win?

It seems that the three pregnant women have temporarily stopped quarreling.

"Who is called Shengga?" Xu Chen asked curiously.

Ye tilted his head and thought for a moment, pointing at the pregnant woman with the largest belly: "Shengga."

Then he pointed to another person with a slightly smaller belly and said, "Baoke!"

Xu Chen was amused and crying. It seemed that his unexpected invention of weaving baskets today actually solved a naming dispute, one called rope and the other called basket. The pregnant woman had the smallest belly. She couldn't fight for it, so she could only give up this name competition.

As the sun gradually turned west, the women who went out to collect returned to the cave one after another to sort out the collected rhizomes and fruits and some nut seeds, some need to be cleaned, some need to be dried, and some need to be mashed.

However, the two newly emerging vine baskets suddenly made the usual orderly habits chaotic and lively.

Women go out to collect food. It’s okay to say that the large rhizomes can be tied up with bark and vines to carry it back. However, food like some fruit, nut seeds can only be wrapped in some large leaves or animal skins. They can’t bring much at a time, so they can only be transported back and forth. The mountain roads are rugged and difficult to walk, and there are many snakes and insects in the forest. It’s very troublesome not to mention the danger.

After Ye and a group of women who stayed in the cave demonstrated and explained, this magical tool that could be read suddenly made the women excited and didn't bother to rest. They rushed to the woods near the cave and got back a lot of green vines, and then they all quarreled around Xu Chen.

Although he couldn't understand, Xu Chen knew clearly what they wanted, so he could only turn into the Weaning Ball again and start weaving the rattan basket.

But this time Xu Chen will be much more serious.

Not only did he use green vines, but he also personally took the stone axe and leaves to search in the woods for a while, and cut back a bundle of thicker flexible vines.

Use these strong rattans as the muscles and bones of the rattan basket and weave them round by circle. This way, the rattan basket will be stronger after being weaved and will not be so easy to fall off and fall apart.

Just like rubbing ropes, Xu Chen was working, and a large group of primitive people wearing furs and messy hair surrounded him, with their mouths wide open and their faces full of surprise.

Judging from their few experiences, weaving baskets with rattan is definitely an unprecedented creation.

And their barren language cannot describe the rich feelings at this time.

Therefore, I can only hear the joyful and exclaimed sounds of joy and exclamation from time to time.

Ye squatted beside him to help Xu Chen select the well-proportioned green vines of appropriate thickness, and carefully cleaned the leaves on it. His serious expression on his face felt a sense of nervousness and excitement.

As the shape of the vine basket in Xu Chen's hand became more and more complete, the group of primitive people who were watching became more and more excited. Until the last vine was closed and cut off, the one presented to everyone was a vine basket that was more than two feet high and thin and thick. Although it was still a bit crooked, it looked much more pleasing to the eyes.

In order to carry it comfortably and conveniently, Xu Chen found a few rubbed bark ropes and tied them to a vine basket to make a strap. At this point, a labor tool that was enough to affect the way of collecting and living the tribe was officially born.

Amid the cheers of a group of men, women, young and old, Xu Chen carried the basket on his back and felt it for a while and then threw it to a group of excited women. After some competition, someone carried the basket on his back and headed straight to the bottom of the mountain.

Xu Chen went to drink water and urinate his hands and feet, and then continued to weave a second rattan basket under the observation of a group of people.

However, just halfway through the weaving basket, I heard a loud voice coming from the woods leading to the mountain. Soon, I saw Mother Ba hurried back with a few young and strong women, and one of them carried a large basket of food collected.

"Brand ga..."

Mother Ba couldn't wait to rush straight to Xu Chen, with an excited face.

Xu Chen smiled and nodded to stand up, but Mother Ba pressed him down and pointed at the unwoven vine basket and painted it.

All right!

Xu Chen had no choice but to accept his fate and continued weaving the basket with awesome look.

...

The sunset is setting in the west, and a day passes in a blink of an eye.

A group of wild men who were hunting came from the foot of the mountain and shouted loudly.

Under the urging of Mother Ba and the supervision of a group of women, Xu Chen woven three vine baskets in one breath in nearly two hours.

To be honest, these vine baskets are very rough, and they are only at the level of elementary school students, and can barely be used, but the impact they have brought to these primitive people is beyond words.

It can be said that this is a practical tool that they have never seen in generations. It is much more meaningful than the bark rope that Xu Chen rubbed out of bored last night.

After Xu Chen weaved the second vine basket, a group of women couldn't wait to carry the side mountainside to pick milk fruits. When he was the third one, they had already returned with a full load. They carried back two large baskets with hundreds of fruits.

This nutritious and sweet taste is not only fresh and edible, but is actually more conducive to drying and storing it for winter.

Therefore, after these two baskets of milk fruits came back, the front of the cave became more and more lively. Adults and children rushed to help pry out the fruits inside. Looking at the sudden harvest, Moba's eyes were red with excitement.

Now is the season of harvest and the most critical season for tribal survival.

Every summer and autumn, the busiest time of the tribe. As the patriarch, she must lead all women to work hard to collect enough food to dry and store.

The milk fruits have large yields near the location, but because the terrain is dangerous and difficult to carry, it is impossible to harvest in large quantities. Once the time is missed, these fruits will fall off and roll into the canyon. Most of the time, they can only watch these delicious and delicious foods miss each other, which has always been a regret for the entire tribe.

But now with this kind of vine basket that can be carried, these milk fruits can finally be picked back in large quantities.

Although Xu Chen didn't know why Moba was so excited, he also understood that if all the milk fruits could be picked back, it would be enough to ensure that this group of primitive people had food for at least one or two months, and it was so delicious that he could enjoy this rare food himself, so he worked harder to weave the basket.

A group of men returned from hunting, and obviously they didn't get much harvest today. They didn't hunt wild animals, but they still got a few big turtles and a big snake, and there were also several fish worn by grass vines.

Carnivorous exercise is essential every day, especially in this primitive and wilderness era, salt can only be obtained from flesh and blood, so carnivorous is even more important.

But meat is rare. Whether it is wild animals or various crawling snakes and insects, it cannot be obtained by women, and only men can get it. Therefore, the importance of men in tribes is self-evident.

Hunting and guarding are both men's business. Women are responsible for collecting food and taking care of children. Although they are hard and tiring, they work hard and will not complain at all.

Because men are outside and do not return home all day long, in addition to hunting, they also have a huge function of exploring the world.

Only when a man explores the wider the range of activities the woman will be, the larger the range of activities she follows, and the larger the collection range will be obtained.

In fact, men will pay a huge price, and the mortality rate is much higher than that of women.

This tribe's adult women are one-third more than adult men, and the oldest men are only thirty years old. And they are in poor health, so they can only guard the cave to make some tools. Women are different. The oldest mother, who looks gray and looks at least fifty years old. There are also a few who look not young and have wrinkles on their faces. These situations show that women's survival rate and average lifespan in this era are much higher than men.

Of course, the average life expectancy of a woman has always been higher than that of a man. Even in the 21st century, men still work shorter than women due to work pressure, and at the same time they are constantly beaten by women's fists. They need houses, cars and money to get married, and desperately try to squeeze every drop of liquid on a man's body.

With the return of a group of men, the cave became even more lively.

Today I suddenly got a brand new tool and harvested a lot of milk fruits, so the dinner was much richer.

After the snake was peeled and cleaned, the aroma of roasting a long strip of stone slabs beside the fire pit was filled with fragrance.

Several large turtles were killed by a savagely axe, pried open the shell, dug out the meat inside and put it on the stone slab to roast it.

Fish are simpler. They remove internal organs and do not scrape the scales, and they are thrown directly into the fire pit to burn.

There are also some mixed grains mixed together after mashing the seeds of the plant, which are placed on the stone slab and roasted with a strong aroma.

Wild fruits and berries are placed on the leaves, milk fruits are placed in the shells, and some tubers are thrown into the carbon ash in the fire pit, which also emits an appetite-inspiring aroma.

Of course, this kind of abundance will not make everyone open their stomachs and eat too much. However, compared with the state of not filling the stomach, this kind of life is enough to allow the ethnic group to survive well.

And for this meal, Xu Chen became the undisputed protagonist.

The food was the first to be distributed to him, a large piece of snake meat and a piece of roasted grain cake.

Looking at the roasted black snake flesh, Xu Chen's excited soul was trembling.

This dog was a waste of resources when he was fucked by a few times.

Such a big snake, with peppercorns, ginger and chili peppers, stewed in a large pot, is probably not enough for ten bottles of beer.
To be continued...