I am a Primitive Man

Chapter 386: Ruthless

Under the eaves, several black spirits from the south chirped and chattered, discussing among themselves the place to build their new homes.

Some wanted to use bows and arrows to teach these birds, who dared to occupy a place under their tribe's eaves, a lesson about the non-negotiable nature of the Green Sparrow Tribe, but Han Cheng stopped them.

The swallow wearing a flower-patterned coat is a beneficial insect and is best not harmed.

Moreover, according to legend, swallows are auspicious birds. Nesting under the eaves of a house indicates that the household will have good luck.

Otherwise, why would there be the saying, "In front of the hall of the old Wang family, swallows fly into ordinary people's homes"?

The top-ranking aristocratic family has declined, losing its luck, and this auspicious bird that loves its old nest has also abandoned it...

Of course, this is just for show and shouldn't be taken too seriously.

Han Cheng not only didn't let anyone harm these black swallows, but after discovering that the swallows had started to mud under the eaves to build their nests, he planted two tall poles nearby, with ropes tied between them.

The tired swallows stood on the line, preening their feathers, appearing like musical notes leaping on staff against the warm sky.

Standing beside her, Bai Xue also looked up with her little face. She didn't understand why Divine Child was so fascinated...

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Whoosh..."

One after another, continuous sounds echoed in the long-standing orchard of the Green Sparrow Tribe, shaking the ground covered with fallen petals.

In the worried eyes of Shaman and others, many branches of these fruit trees were cut off, some of which were thicker than bowl mouths.

Over the years, the fruit yield of this naturally formed orchard has been gradually decreasing.

Fortunately, they no longer rely on these fruits to get through the winter. Otherwise, Shaman and the Eldest senior brother would not be troubled by this matter.

In a chance mention, the Divine Child learned about this and said he could make the fruit trees bear more fruit again.

It wasn't yet time to plant millet, and the rapeseed was beginning to sprout, with only a few yellow flowers showing, not yet in full bloom. Therefore, the Green Sparrow Tribe was relatively idle.

With a mood of curiosity following the Divine Child, many people came to this orchard with their tools, wanting to see how the Divine Child would perform miraculous techniques to make these fruit trees bear more fruit.

As a result, the method they received was simple and brutal to the extent that even primitive people couldn't stand it.

Just one word - chop!

After arriving here, the great Divine Child, faced with these fruit trees in full bloom or budding, showed no mercy. He directly employed the brutal method of cutting off some branches of these fruit trees, drawing lines on some branches with a sharp stone, and instructing people to cut off these branches along the lines he drew or saw them off.

The method was extremely cruel. After his intervention, some fruit trees directly reduced their size by two-thirds!

Looking at the fallen petals all over the ground and the many broken branches, Shaman and Eldest Senior brother couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Is this the method used to increase the yield of fruit trees?

With so many branches cut off, where will the increase in yield come from?

Not only will it not increase, but the most likely outcome will be that it will decrease.

Just looking at the confident Divine Child, who kept drawing lines on the fruit trees with a stone in his hand, they couldn't help but whisper in their hearts.

Besides accidentally turning into alcohol instead of making preserves, the Divine Child hasn't made any mistakes in other matters.

With such a precedent, they didn't rush to speak out but waited to see the results.

Of course, another important reason is that the tribe doesn't rely on this orchard for survival.

In such circumstances, the Divine Child can do as he pleases with this orchard.

Han Cheng stood here for a while, sizing up this sturdy peach tree covered with a lot of peach gum and decisively marked several branches.

With the trees so old, if you don't take drastic measures to clean and prune some branches, how could they bear many fruits?

The nutrients absorbed from the roots were insufficient to transport to the branches.

Pruning this orchard is not a sudden whim of Han Cheng.

In the past, as other foods became more abundant, the proportion of fruit in the Green Sparrow Tribe's food composition did indeed decrease, and it decreased significantly.

However, with the unexpected fruit wine and vinegar, the surplus fruit has found a new use.

On New Year's Eve, many people in the Green Sparrow Tribe felt the wonderful sensation of being slightly drunk from the wine they started drinking. Therefore, they are very enthusiastic about making wine.

Millet is still too precious for the Green Sparrow Tribe to use for brewing wine.

So, the final idea falls on these fruits.

Moreover, Han Cheng also plans to continue researching and preserving fruits that require a lot of fruit.

He doesn't know if he'll end up like that guy who has never been good at making preserves but keeps making tastier and tastier wine.

Han Cheng thought helplessly.

With so much demand, pruning fruit trees to increase yield becomes necessary.

In this matter, Han Cheng involved Bugs Bunny, whom he taught how to cultivate crops the most.

After drying in the sun for a while, the cut fruit tree branches are brought back and burned as firewood.

They haven't encountered any ducks yet. If they had, the taste of grilling with fruit tree branches would be very different.

While Han Cheng and the others were dealing with the orchard, grassroots, in a good mood, stretched out their arms and embraced the warm spring breeze.

After a difficult winter, Cao Geng has lost a lot of weight and the whole person looks a bit out of shape as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

But he is still very happy because his tribe hasn't eaten him; he is still alive.

Not only was he alive, the other three people who had experienced the same fate as him were still alive.

This is due, on the one hand, to their hard work in finding various foods to alleviate hunger outside, and, on the other hand, to the tribe that brought them the good news.

If it weren't for the arrival of the people from that somewhat dark tribe at the last moment, who gave them the precious things called pottery pots, which could be used to cook soup into hot water, they would still be struggling to avoid being eaten.

It's just that they can exchange these with some useless fur, Cao Geng, and the others are naturally willing.