With the gradual advancement of farming, when about 100 acres of terraced fields were reclaimed, Xiling and his friends' daily work became a land reclamation and corn planting at the same time.

The main thing about sowing corn is easier than potatoes and sweet potatoes.

After all, potatoes need to be cut into pieces before sowing and germinated. They can only be planted after they have successfully germinated.

The process of growing sweet potatoes is more troublesome. You have to build a seedling bed to cultivate seedlings. After the seedlings grow, they will be cut into such a short section and planted.

As for corn, you just need to dig a small hole and throw two to three seeds into it.

Then, Hu Biao was suddenly surprised to find that after removing the elderly, weak, women and children, there were not enough people under the Zhongzhou tribe who were a few hundred people.

But such a thing is easy to deal with, it is nothing more than hiring labor to the outside world.

You know! Now on such a piece of land in Yangshan, in addition to their Zhongzhou tribe, there are one or two thousand people living in it.

These people either survive in their families, or they are small forces with one or two hundred people, and a group of people are struggling to keep warm.

There are even many individual personnel, who are considered to be single-gang members.

I don’t know if Hu Biao is now completely exempting their little pitiful living expenses, which makes their lives easier.

So all day long, many people stayed far away on other hills.

Watching Hu Biao and the others erected the earth blast furnace, reclaimed one terrace after another, built dams and small hydropower, etc., in short, everything was so fresh.

Especially when it comes to eating, when the fragrance of food drifts out with the wind.

Those guys have long necks stretched and their saliva flowed even longer.

So Hu Biao is very convinced: there is no need to offer a high price. Just giving a price of three meals a day, many people will come to help with the work.

Of course, Hu Biao, a person who is so particular, will definitely not do such a thing...

Like a big beast that was about to die of thirst, the flower rabbit raised its head, held a vase full of water in his hand, and fed it desperately into his mouth.

It was not until I felt that I could no longer hold any splashes in my stomach, and that I would stop.

Then, he dragged his back and back and sat on a pile of hays.

In short, I gave myself about five minutes to rest. After this little time, I didn’t need the urging of the foreman of the Zhongzhou tribe to pick up a hoe and start working.

The specific job is to wield a hoe and dig it down to the hard ground.

I dug down the weeds on the ground, dug out the grass roots, picked out the slightly larger stones, put them aside and piled them up.

Finally, 40 cm thick soil must be turned out, broken, flattened, and built into something called terraces.

To be honest! Doing such a job with the sun exposed above his head is a huge torment for his physical and mental health.

But who said that the Zhongzhou tribe gave too much, so much that it was irresistible:

As long as you help them do a day's work and don't be lazy, you can not only provide three meals, but also give them a piece of salt the size of a thumb every day.

Yes, that's right! Flower Rabbit is not from the Zhongzhou tribe.

To be precise, he lives on such a land in the Yangshan area and is considered an indigenous person of the free people.

The reason why he has the name Huatu is all due to his father who died of illness early and his beautiful expectations for him.

You should know that in this large piece of trees, there are no large animals such as cattle, horses, sheep, and pigs on the land that have been cut down for a long time.

Therefore, the source of meat for a group of indigenous people is basically all kinds of fish and meat in the sea, this traditional white meat.

And on land, rabbits, mice and other herbivorous and omnivorous animals, the red meat on them; among them, rabbits with the largest size and highest meat yield rate on land, became their best choice.

Unfortunately, as everyone is crazily hunting, even the number of rats on land is limited, let alone rabbits with larger targets.

Often, I catch a rabbit, which is like winning a grand prize before the end of the world.

So, the old father of their old flower family gave him this name, hoping that such good luck as catching the rabbit would happen to him.

Unfortunately, in the 17-year-old priority life of Flower Rabbit, I have never seen fresh rabbit shit a few times, let alone catch a rabbit and have a delicious meal of red meat.

In this way, when I heard that the Zhongzhou tribe hired workers to work, not only packed and gave salt cubes, but also ate serious red meat, but also the legendary pork.

Huatu didn't even hesitate, so she drove the mountain road for about two hours. In the words of the adults of the Zhongzhou tribe, she was here to contribute to their great cause.

And when working, I worked extremely hard, for fear of being judged as lazy, so I worked so hard.

So much so that Hua Rabbit, who had never done this before, soon had blood bubbles on his palms, and he couldn't get enough of this.

In this way, at noon that day, the flower rabbit ate the first piece of pork in his life.

It was a woman from the Zhongzhou tribe. After putting a large spoon of starchy paste on the plate he had missing, he picked up chopsticks of instant noodles and a handful of wild vegetables.

Finally, a piece of braised pork was just half the size of a thumb.

After working hard for more than half a day, after the thick starch was in the mouth, this kind of food that he could not usually eat still made the flower rabbit feel happy both physically and mentally.

As for the legendary instant noodles that were praised by a group of natives, they were even more delicious.

But after actually waiting for the flower rabbit, I took a bite of the braised pork with a light bite.

After the rich oil filled the flower rabbit's mouth in an instant, he felt that his soul was flying.

At this moment, Hua Tuzi made the boldest life goal:

One day, he must eat a large bowl of braised pork alone; as long as he can achieve such a goal, he will be willing to die even if he dies...

Soon after, it was time for Huatu to live in Gu Gong, a tribe in Zhongzhou.

In such 3 days, among all the 9 meals, he only had braised pork for two meals. The best food in other times was a piece of dried salted fish, or something called ham sausage.

To be honest, even the dried salted fish is still a rare luxury for the flower rabbit.

Therefore, Hua Rabbit feels quite satisfied with her current life situation.

Although I work in a Zhongzhou tribe, there are too many things to do. I can only drink precious materials that are wasted when I drink water. I boiled it once and it is cool.

Even when going to the toilet, you have to go to places called public toilets.

Even after a day of hard work, he wanted to have a happy sleep after he was full; as a result, he had to go to the stream and take a shower before he could go to bed.

Otherwise, no matter which of the above points is violated, a meal will be deducted.

Just kidding! If it weren't for this little food and drink, who would have been here to be a cow and a horse? Is this a joke?

So even if the flower rabbit is not used to these, it still complies with every regulation of the Zhongzhou tribe, just to eat a bite of meat.

However, good times are always short.

On this day, when the flower rabbit was still savoring the deliciousness of the braised pork just now, he heard a huge bad news.

It is said that the Zhongzhou tribe was also engaged in this kind of farming for the first time; and now all qualified natives on the entire Yangshan land have come to work for the Zhongzhou tribe.

So one afternoon, I actually said that the first phase of wasteland needed to be reclaimed is enough.

This means that the Zhongzhou tribe no longer needs so many people, and his good life is completely over; for a moment, Huatu felt that life was dark.

Under such a situation, Hua Rabbit, who had to bite the bullet, made the boldest decision in his life:

Looking at the head Hu who was sitting on a comfortable recliner under the moonlight, who was now sitting in a comfortable recliner, a fierce waitress who helped massage her shoulders and a long-legged waitress who was fanning her.

At about twenty steps away, he was stopped by a guard with a 56 semi-automatic rifle with a slightly rusty bayonet.
Chapter completed!