Seemingly aware of Song Xuan's situation, Shi Meng pushed away the others, pulled up the woman in front of Song Xuan, and took the initiative to help Song Xuan out of the siege:
"Angel, how about...hehe!"
Although he was very unhappy looking at Shi Meng's wretched expression, he still helped himself and quickly waved his hand:
"Take it away! Take it away!"
But as a result, others began to be dissatisfied. Shi Meng was assigned a woman at the beginning, and now he has taken away Song Xuan's. Two of the five women were embraced by him.
There are many monks and few porridge, so those who can't get their share naturally have opinions.
""￥%@#!"
"@#￥~!"
"Okay, okay, stop arguing, I just want to be alone!"
Although Shi Meng was the leader, he obviously refused to give in to anyone in this matter, so he had no choice but to reluctantly give up.
Song Xuan also had a headache due to the noise from this group of crazy people. Looking at these women, they seemed less restrained. Under the dim bonfire, the women who were assigned to them quickly moved into action.
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Looking at the sunshine that passed through the crack in the door, Song Xuan seemed a little helpless. Last night, several people worked hard until midnight before the clouds stopped and the rain stopped. Some of them were very cooperative and hummed, making Song Xuan completely sleepless. .
In the cave, although everyone often "plays music", it is not so crowded, and when there are more people, they will restrain themselves a little. Unexpectedly, when they get here, they completely let go.
"Build a house, build a house when you get back!" Song Xuan suddenly strengthened his obsession with building a house.
Seeing Shi Meng smiling lewdly even while eating in the morning, Song Xuan kicked him angrily. Shi Meng patted his butt and made room for Song Xuan.
"Angel, last night..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Seeing that Shi Meng was laughing and wanted to share, Song Xuan quickly interrupted him.
After breakfast, Shuiyun took Song Xuan and others to visit the Blackwater Tribe. The area of Blackwater is not large. There are more than a dozen houses distributed in a plum blossom shape around the main house in the middle. Since it is surrounded by water on both sides, there are only two sides in the northwest. It was fenced off.
The fence is not as strong as Soaring Snake. After all, Black Water has been operating here for decades, and the surrounding beasts have not been wiped out for a long time, so the awareness in this regard is naturally poor.
Yesterday, we agreed to go see the rice fields. After wandering around for a long time, Song Xuan was a little anxious and kept looking towards the other side of the river.
Shuiyun saw Song Xuan's appearance, patted his head, gave a few instructions to one person, and then led everyone towards the river bank.
"Angel, we will cross the river in a moment!"
"The rice is not far from the other side!"
Looking at the wide river, Song Xuan lost some confidence. Although he could swim, the river of two hundred meters was still a bit stressful, and even downstream, the flow rate of the river was not particularly slow.
The river water in late autumn was bitingly cold, but when he thought of rice, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and Song Xuan decided to do it.
Seeing Shuiyun's delay in taking action, Song Xuan thought he was waiting for some perfect opportunity. When he was about to ask, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of wood floating over from the corner of his eye.
There are two people on the thick wood, holding wooden sticks and paddling towards the water.
Turning around, I saw what kind of wood was here. It turned out to be a canoe. The middle of the thick wood was completely hollowed out. The two of them stood inside and rowed the paddle.
"Angel, this is our tribe's boat. We usually rely on it to cross this river!"
Shui Yun seemed very confident when he introduced the "advanced" equipment of his tribe. Yesterday, he also asked about the basic situation of Teng Snake. Plus what he learned from Shui Er, he naturally knew that the Teng Snake tribe did not have such things.
Seeing such a big guy suddenly was enough to shock Shi Meng and the others. However, the whole wood looked like it was made of fire. There was nothing special about the craftsmanship, so everyone calmed down soon.
When the two people from the Blackwater Tribe rowed the canoe over, under the leadership of Shui Yun, everyone boarded the canoe through the water. The cold river water made Song Xuan get goosebumps all over his body. Apparently the Blackwater Tribe's boarding method was not enough. Humane, but this is not his own tribe, and Song Xuan can't make too many complaints.
This canoe is more than one meter wide. Two people standing side by side in it will not look crowded at all. It is also five or six meters long, and everyone can be accommodated in one boat.
Although the canoe's speed was not fast, it was certainly much better than swimming. Using the current, it went straight downstream. With the paddles on the boat, Shuiyun and the four of them controlled the direction and reached the other shore in a moment.
There was not much difference in visual inspection between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait. After learning about the rice discovered by the Blackwater Tribe here, Song Xuan also carefully searched every corner, trying to make some new discoveries.
Following Shui Yun's footsteps, he walked a few hundred meters downstream. Shui Yun pointed at a piece of withered yellow weeds in front of him and said:
"My God, this is where the rice was found!"
Along the way, there were a lot of dead grass like this, and Song Xuan started to ignore them after seeing so many of them.
When Shuiyun said this, he hurriedly went down to pick it up, and soon he actually found one.
The rice here is quite different from the ones in Song Xuan's memory. The plants are very short as a whole, barely calf-high, and blend directly into the surrounding weeds. They are nowhere near as thick and large as modern ones.
And the rice on it is mediocre. There are only ten or twenty rice grains per rice, and there are still a lot of empty fields. But this is probably because of the wildness. After all, fertility, water, soil, etc. all depend on God.
Although the quality is not high, some of it does not meet Song Xuan's expectations. After all, the rice produced in later generations often weighs a thousand kilograms. If it were this kind of rice, three to five hundred kilograms per acre would be considered a high incense.
Complaints are complaints, but you still can't give up on the rice you finally came across. If the seeds are not good, then slowly improve them. Even if one acre of land weighs one or two hundred kilograms, it can fill the food gap of Shang Teng Snake.
"Shi Meng, look, just look for this kind of thing. If you find it, take off all the seeds on it."
"Be careful, don't waste it."
In order to prevent a few careless people from wasting rice seeds, Song Xuan also gave a special warning.
Seeing Song Xuan working hard, others followed suit. Although the rice was not conspicuous among the weeds, fortunately most of them appeared in clumps, and you could collect a lot when you saw one.
Shuiyun saw that Teng She's man was working in full swing and was too embarrassed to rest aside. He sighed softly and helped to find him.
The group of people worked hard for a long time before plundering all the rice in front of them. Song Xuan weighed it and found that it was more than ten kilograms. Even if the dry land was removed, several acres of land could be planted.
"Chief Shuiyun, are there any around here?"
Naturally, such a small amount could not satisfy Song Xuan's appetite. After taking a short rest, he asked Shui Yun.
