We made you the chief, and now you've become the world's chief?

Chapter 23 The Arrival of the Newcomer
As a tribe that was annexed, its population was already small, and its status was actually different from that of the original Li tribe members, and it was all women.

No matter how vehement the opposition, the final outcome is predictable.

Unable to bear the women's noise any longer, Chief Liba began punching and kicking them.

Now, in Liba's eyes, they are no longer members of the Li tribe, so he shows them no mercy.

The women then fell silent, only daring to sob in the side of their loved ones.

As night fell, the campfire was extinguished by ashes, and they stared blankly out of the cave.

This ordeal and the uncertain future caused even the women who remained to begin recalling their initial experiences in the Li tribe.

When I first arrived at the Li tribe, it was common to be beaten and scolded, and sometimes even if I participated in gathering, I would not get any food.

Even now, if there isn't enough food gathered, they won't get any.

We finally managed to settle down, and now we're going to a new tribe.

Perhaps it will be even worse than in the Li tribe.

Upon hearing this, even their relatives couldn't help but secretly wipe away tears.

The next morning, Liba set off again with a dozen men and five women.

The members of the Li tribe only glanced at it a few times before going about their own work.

The women of the Jinli tribe, whose tribe had been annexed, stood at the cave entrance, watching anxiously until the figures of their loved ones completely disappeared into the forest.

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"Wow, Chicken Bro, you laid an egg!"

After finishing his barbecue lunch, Xia Minghao returned to the cave and discovered that there was an extra egg inside.

This egg is quite large, a bit bigger than a chicken egg.

I was just thinking of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to actually work. Now I have another source of food!
The livestock industry has opened up a very narrow door.

At this moment, another pheasant trotted over to the egg, sat down, and seemed to understand Xia Minghao's words.

Meanwhile, the "legendary longevity king" was still carefree eating insects nearby.

It turned out that the new pheasant laid the eggs.

How come the new pheasant laid eggs so quickly, but the "Legendary Long-Lasting King" hasn't laid eggs yet?

Xia Minghao carefully observed the two pheasants.

It was discovered that these two actually have some obvious differences in appearance.

For example, the red sag on the face.

"Could it be that Brother Chicken is really Brother Chicken? And a male?"

Distinguishing between male and female domestic chickens is, of course, easy.

But Xia Minghao had never seen a pheasant before, so he couldn't distinguish it.

Because it didn't have any obvious male characteristics, Xia Minghao initially assumed that the pheasant was a hen.

Only now am I beginning to understand the trick.

At this stage, relying on pheasant breeding for farming is obviously not very useful.

It's more practical to just raise chickens and eat their eggs.

In that case, it seems there's no need for Brother Chicken to live anymore.

But...

Looking at the endless grilled meat and fish on the grill.

There's no rush to kill them; it's better to keep them as reserve grain.

There was no rush to take away the lone wild egg; it would be better to wait until a whole nest had laid it.

Xia Minghao turned around and walked back out of the cave.

The women, having eaten and drunk their fill, and the little ones playing with mud, formed a circle around the clay, waiting for Xia Minghao to continue teaching them pottery.

Inside the cave, Brother Chicken was still searching for small insects to eat, unaware that he was once again on the verge of death.

In the morning, the women continued to move soil and water, and due to the lack of salt, their legs quickly became weak.

Xia Minghao simply gave them the afternoon off, mainly because there was plenty of clay, and he couldn't possibly use it all by working alone.

At the same time, in order to encourage everyone to learn how to make pottery as soon as possible.

Xia Minghao promised that as long as one learns pottery and makes the best ones, then one will no longer need to carry soil and water.

Although no one knows what can be done with the things made from these clay strips, their interest has been piqued by this statement.

Anyone with half a brain knows that making pottery while sitting on the ground is much easier than carrying animal hides in and out of the woods.

After finishing the earthenware jars in the morning, Xia Minghao prepared to start making earthenware pots for drawing water in the afternoon.

To reduce the difficulty, the task given to these primitive people was simply to make a qualified pottery bowl.

Earthenware jars are much simpler than earthenware vats, and require far less material, but they are a bit more complex than earthenware pots.

Take the clay strips made by the children and coil them around the clay cake that serves as the base of the jar.

It didn't take long for the basic shape to take shape.

He tried to make a hugging motion to make sure he could lift the women, and then began to rest.

The finishing process takes much longer, as the entire clay body must fit together perfectly. Otherwise, it's very easy for it to crack during firing.

After finishing the second pottery jar, Xia Minghao looked at the women who were also busy trying to work.

Finally, she discovered a finished ceramic bowl, which was made by Hima.

"This is very good!"

Xia Minghao didn't hold back his praise and said to everyone.

The women looked at the ceramic bowls that Hima had made with envy in their eyes.

Upon hearing Xia Minghao's words, Xima immediately smiled.

At this moment, the joy in her heart was even stronger than when she had gathered a whole basket of berries and tubers.

He immediately took another piece of clay and began to roll it into a long strip, seemingly preparing to make another one.

Xia Minghao did not continue, but looked at everyone, then turned to look at the clay figures that had been drying in the cave for a day.

After drying, tap it to make a deep, resonant sound, then put it in the kiln and fire it. The pottery is then ready, and the Second Five-Year Plan can be considered to have come to an end.

At this point, Xia Minghao saw these as certainties, essentially declaring the completion of the Second Five-Year Plan, and it was time to consider future plans.

agriculture!

Previously, Xia Minghao thought that he should first find the seeds and malachite so that he could make bronze farm tools, and then consider all sorts of troublesome things in agriculture.

It's like a migration problem.

Forests are definitely not suitable for planting. If we want to start an agricultural society, we must find suitable areas for planting.

The most classic example is the middle and lower reaches of a major river in a plain, which is a river alluvial plain or floodplain.

Ancient Egyptian civilization, Mesopotamian civilization, ancient Indian civilization, and the Chinese civilization, which has been passed down for five thousand years without interruption!
They all originated and sprouted from river alluvial plains.

Xia Minghao had previously planned to make thorough preparations before considering the relocation.

But what if we can't find it?

Are we supposed to spend our whole lives hiding in the forest searching?

Undoubtedly, this plan is somewhat idealistic.

They could have migrated to the middle and lower reaches of this great river plain first, and then, after arriving at their destination, searched for all sorts of things.

This effectively combined the process of exploration and migration, saving time for the development of civilization.

Thinking of this, Xia Minghao looked at Xima and asked.

"Hima, do you know where there is a river, a river much bigger than this one?"

Hima was wearing a proud smile as she focused on refining the small ceramic bowl that was just beginning to take shape.

Upon hearing Xia Minghao's words, the expression on his face froze.

Their eyes met, and a fleeting look of worry crossed their gazes.

She guessed why the chief had asked that question, and began to stammer as she spoke.

Primitive people don't know how to hide their emotions, and Xia Minghao immediately saw through Hima's unusual behavior.

Is there any hidden secret?
"No, the river is too far away..."

Under Xia Minghao's persistent questioning, Xima finally gave a somewhat contradictory answer.

No? Is it too far?
Is there any?
"Go to the river; there's more food there, and it's safer."

Not knowing why Hima was acting this way, Xia Minghao thought for a moment and decided to use food and safety as leverage.

After all, survival is the greatest need for this group of people.

In this primitive society, the main contradiction is between people's most basic survival needs and extremely low productivity.

Upon hearing the pronunciation of the primitive word for "safety," Hima seemed to be stimulated.

Not only because she guessed correctly that Xia Minghao wanted to go to that big river, but also because it was simply not safe there.

The scene described to her by her previous stepmother felt as if it were actually happening right before her eyes.

Tribes with totems cut open a person's body, dig out the contents, and give them to their totem!
Those people could make their bodies burn with flames, and could even burn wild beasts much larger than saber-toothed tigers to death...

Xia Minghao had never seen such fear on Xima's face before, not even when facing the saber-toothed tiger.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

A bad idea suddenly popped into my head.

Could it be that some higher civilization has already emerged in the floodplains of the middle and lower reaches of the great river?

The thought of the history of Native Americans and Europeans in the 16th century instantly made me uneasy.

If that's really the case, then it'll be a real problem...

Without geographical isolation, such a large gap in civilization should not have occurred.

Even if the other side is a civilization that has developed to the advanced stage of the Bronze Age, our group still can't handle it.

Despite having many questions in his mind, Xia Minghao held back and didn't press for answers, waiting for Hima to calm down first.

Just then, a woman's anxious voice reminded Xia Minghao to look at the woods not far away.

Xia Minghao turned his head and saw a bald head that stood out conspicuously, and he was overjoyed.

After waiting for two days, the group finally arrived!

(End of this chapter)