The first year of the establishment of the Vine Tribe, August 20th.
The autumn wind blows, and in just a few days, the crop fields of the Teng tribe have become golden.
In the crop field, Jiang Xuan personally took the bone and carefully dug out a large round potato with red skin under everyone's gaze, and then raised it high above his head.
"Autumn harvest!"
With a joyful smile on his face, Jiang Xuan shouted, and the loud voice spread throughout the tribe.
All the people in the Vine tribe cheered immediately. Although there were not many people, the tribesmen had loud voices and sounded quite powerful.
Even the old witch who did not belong to the Vine Tribe was affected by the atmosphere and looked a little excited when he saw this scene.
"Excavation!"
Gan Song held the bone in one hand and started working immediately after the people cheered.
Soon everyone joined in digging for round potatoes.
After working hard for more than half a year, the harvest time finally came. Seeing the round potatoes being dug up from the ground, everyone was happy from the bottom of their hearts.
This is all food!
In the crop fields of the Teng tribe, the laughter and laughter of the tribe could be heard from time to time. Although the work was so hot that they were sweating profusely, no one complained about being tired, and no one was lazy.
With this food, they don't have to worry about food shortages in winter.
The old witch was walking in the crop field. He picked up a round potato, wiped the soil on it, and said excitedly: "Through planting, we can actually harvest so much food!"
Although he had long noticed that the planting methods of the Vine Tribe were different from other tribes, he was still deeply shocked when he saw the food production of the Vine Tribe with his own eyes.
In fact, all the large tribes in the Eastern Wasteland have basically broken away from slash-and-burn farming and have accumulated some planting experience through long-term practice.
Even so, their cultivation methods are still very backward.
The food obtained through planting is far less than that obtained by raising some herbivores.
Not only in Donghuang, but also in other places.
Large tribes usually focus on hunting, breeding some herbivorous animals, and planting some high-yielding, easy-to-live fruit trees and wild vegetables to maintain the food needs of the tribesmen.
They also understood the importance of plowing the ground. Tools such as bone grass and grass plowing (lěi, sì) were invented based on the need to plow the ground.
They also learned to weed, catch insects, and even preliminary fertilization, which meant spreading some plant ash into the ground and burying some bones.
But after all, they are not mainly engaged in planting, and their accumulated experience is very limited.
What's more, once there is a natural disaster, insect infestation, etc., the crops planted may not be harvested.
Because of this, the tribesmen did not attach much importance to cultivation. They spent most of their energy on hunting and domesticating herbivorous beasts.
Therefore, it is difficult to describe the shock in the old witch's heart when he discovered that the crops grown by the Vine Tribe had a very high yield.
The old witch walked up to Jiang Xuan, grabbed his hand, looked at the big round potato in his hand with shining eyes, and asked anxiously: "How did you do that?"
"What?"
Jiang Xuan felt a little confused, and the old wizard's mental state was a little crazy.
"Why can you harvest so many round potatoes from your vine tribe?"
Jiang Xuan finally knew what the old witch was asking. Just now he thought the old witch was crazy.
Jiang Xuandao: "Actually, it's nothing, just some planting experience. I just tell you this, and it's hard for you to understand. Wouldn't it be better to live in our tribe for a year and see it for yourself?"
"Go and see for yourself?"
The old witch frowned and thought for a while, then he let go of Jiang Xuan's hand, his brows relaxed, but his eyes became firmer.
"Okay, then I'll try to live longer and see for myself!"
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "I will send this round potato back first. This is the first round potato dug out this year. It will be used to worship the Vine God."
"Sacrifice?" The old witch accurately grasped the key part of Jiang Xuan's words.
"Yes, if it weren't for the protection of the Vine God, our little tribe would have been gone long ago."
"Now that the crops have been harvested and the breeding has achieved initial success, the tribe has sufficient food. I plan to take this opportunity to hold an autumn sacrifice to thank the Vine God."
"Not only that, if the Vine tribe can grow smoothly, we will hold a sacrificial ceremony after every autumn harvest in the future, using the best food, fish, livestock, prey and other sacrifices to worship the Vine God."
Jiang Xuan has been thinking about this for a long time.
If you want Shen Teng to protect the tribe for a long time, you must give Shen Teng something in return, and you cannot ask for it unilaterally.
Holding a sacrifice is the best way to repay Shen Teng.
Rich sacrifices can allow the divine vine to absorb more nutrients and grow better.
Jiang Xuan guessed that this was why Shen Teng agreed to become the patron saint of the tribe.
Judging from the current situation, Shinto cannot move, at least not yet.
In this case, as it continues to grow, the soil under the stone mountain will only become more and more barren. If the divine vine wants to absorb more nutrients, in addition to desperately extending its root system, it can only rely on the occasional prey it catches.
But as time went by, the nearby beasts and birds did not dare to approach, and it became difficult for Shen Teng to obtain more nutrients.
The appearance of Jiang Xuan and others and their sacrifices to it solved the problem of the divine vine being unable to absorb more nutrients.
Shen Teng protected the tribe, and the tribe repaid Shen Teng with various sacrifices. This was completely mutually beneficial for the Teng tribe and Shen Teng.
The stronger the Vine Tribe, the more sacrifices the Divine Vine can receive, and the Divine Vine will become stronger, forming a virtuous cycle.
The old witch nodded and said: "Yes, it is time to make a sacrifice."
"However, since there are no witches in your tribe, who will conduct the sacrificial ceremony?"
Jiang Xuan said sheepishly: "I hosted it last time."
"You know how to offer sacrifices?" The old witch looked at Jiang Xuan in disbelief.
"No." Jiang Xuan answered honestly.
"Then how did you host it?"
"Just...send the sacrifice to the altar, then invite the Vine God to enjoy it, and pray to the Vine God to protect the tribe..."
"You don't need to say anything, I understand." The corners of the old witch's mouth twitched a few times and he turned his head slightly.
As a shaman who has learned various sacrificial rituals since childhood, when he heard Jiang Xuan's simple and crude sacrificial rituals, he just felt unbearable.
The old witch thought for a moment and said, "If you don't mind, I can teach Chi Shao the sacrificial rituals and let her preside over this autumn sacrificial ceremony."
Jiang Xuan's eyes lit up and he said honestly: "I don't mind, of course I don't mind. Let me thank you on my sister's behalf first."
The old witch waved his hand and left, obviously despising Jiang Xuan's embarrassing sacrificial method.
Jiang Xuan didn't care either, and even supported Chi Shao becoming a witch with both hands.
After all, this is his biological sister!
Without Chi Shao, he would have died in the dangerous jungle by himself.
Even the position of leader was given to him by Chi Shao.
Therefore, he has no worries about being seized of power in the future.
Jiang Xuan returned to the bamboo house, put away the first big round potato dug out, and then participated in the autumn harvest.
Soon, the cellar that the Vine Tribe had dug in the tunnel came in handy.
Those tuber foods that can be stored for a long time, such as round potatoes and stone eggs, are put in the cellar to keep them warm and moisturized and not easy to rot.
Jiang Xuan also put some of the leafy wild vegetables in the cellar, and dried some of them into dried vegetables, which can be cooked and eaten later.
After a large amount of food was piled in several bamboo houses, everyone felt at ease, and even woke up laughing from their dreams at night.
