After the primitive prayer, someone tied the fat bird to his body with a twig and carried it on his back.

Chen Jian searched for a bird's nest in the surrounding grass, and finally found a few small bird chicks in a hidden place, squeaking with their big mouths open.

He grabbed a small grasshopper and tore it open, and after it chirped twice, the bird opened its mouth.

Holding the torn grasshopper in its mouth, the chick heard the popping sound, immediately leaned its head over, stretched its tender yellow beak to Jian Chen's mouth and swallowed the food.

One of the three chicks is strong, and the other two are a little thin, and the difference grows under natural conditions, until eventually the strongest one steals all the food and starves the younger siblings to death—much more kind than those who push the younger siblings out of the nest and fall to their deaths after birth.

Jian Chen observed that this bird chick was a little bigger than the chicken chick, and it was fluffy and cute.

It's a pity that he doesn't look at everything around him with an aesthetic eye anymore, and the question that is full of his mind is: can I eat it? Is it tasty? Can it be domesticated?

The first two will not know until the tribe's mother, who has roasted them, but the latter question now seems to be answerable.

Chicks are omnivorous and are not very afraid of strange animals.

The most important thing is that there are three chicks in a nest, which is much better than those strange birds with one egg in a nest, which is also a very important problem.

He pulled a handful of wicker sticks and weaved a small basket according to the method of weaving "earthen baskets" in the north, spread a layer of grass in it, and threw the three chicks into it.

Wolf Skin looked at Jian Chen's nimble fingers curiously, shook his fingers, and finally gave up.

"Jian, that's not enough to eat."

"The black and white bear told me that it could bring food to the tribe."

He didn't explain, but directly used the excuse that the other party was most acceptable.

The wolf skin immediately nervously took the little wicker cage and held it in his hand, for fear that the chick would be harmed.

After packing up, everyone continued to move towards the distance, and Chen Jian shot a few more birds on the road, and the more skillful he drew the bow, the more surprised his uncle and cousins became.

There were a lot of birds along the way, and the clumsy ones were not afraid of this animal that could walk upright but was not flexible, so the harvest became more and more abundant.

More than twenty birds were tied to their paws by slips of paper and tied together behind the uncle's back.

The uncle had already dared to pull out the feather arrow with his hands, because he found that the arrow would not hurt himself, but only the animals.

And he was very keenly aware of what the arrow was aimed at, and what would die. So he told the rest of the tribe about this astonishing discovery, which attracted a wave of amazement and praise, which probably meant so.

As usual, these twenty or so birds are already a passable harvest, and together with the woman's tuber eggs and the like, it is enough to win another day in the competition with nature.

It's just that everyone's interest today is very high, thinking that with the protection of the ancestors today, maybe the deer and sheep can bring more harvest.

After walking for a long time, there was the sound of rushing water in the distant woods, but I couldn't see it because of the shade of the trees.

Wolfskin said that if you walk along the river, there will be a meadow with a herd of deer and goats.

Sure enough, after stepping out of the barrier forest, a river valley meadow was revealed, where unknown wildflowers bloomed with the smell of spring, and a herd of deer were gnawing on the grass.

A few lambs kneeling on the ground, drinking their mother's milk, in the Chinese culture of the previous life, sheep kneeling milk has become synonymous with filial piety.

Because of the roar of the river and the direction of the wind, the deer did not notice their presence and continued to enjoy a paradise life at a leisurely pace.

Chen Jian recalled the tribe's previous hunting methods, and spear throwing had been used occasionally, but the effect was not good.

After only looking at a few heads, he kept chasing after him.

Both deer and goats are much faster than humans, but when it comes to stamina, they are far inferior.

Both deer and goats are ruminants and need to stop to regurgitate the grass in their stomachs into their mouths and chew it again, and if they run for a long time, they will not have time to regurgitate the forage, or they will be swollen to death, or they will be exhausted.

Before the advent of humans, these ruminant animals became the largest population of herbivores, click and gnaw a few bites without chewing, digest without enemies, and run away if there are enemies, the advantage is huge, but unfortunately when encountering a terrifying hunter like a hairless monster, the weakness was finally discovered.

In his memory, Chen Jian realized that the hunting in this era was not as he imagined in his previous life, and the situation of throwing spears without saying a word would only be used when hunting large animals, and now the nearby large animals are basically being eaten up, and if you want to hunt deer and sheep, you need a competition of endurance.

No animal is more patient than man, and the word hunt is something that hunters can grasp by intelligence rather than instinct.

It's just that before the invention of the bow and arrow, the success rate was not high. So during yesterday's hunt, the tribesmen had to snatch half of the goat from the leopard's mouth, and the leopard was dissatisfied but helpless.

According to his previous experience, the uncle found a few of the best endurance, and prepared to scatter the deer herd for a while, and chased it until it lay down to rest.

Because Chen Jian is hunting for the second time, he is the kind of spectator-type player who shouts in the circle, and his cousin wolf skin is the main force to chase and escape.

When the division of labor was clear and he was about to start, his uncle's leather pants were pulled by Chen Jian.

Jian Chen said his plan, and naturally added the words of the black and white bear's guidance.

Everyone glanced at the dead bird on their backs, out of reverence for the unknown and recognition of the bow and arrow, and finally decided to follow Jian Chen's arrangement.

Ten people quietly walked around from a distance to the opposite side of the deer herd, and Jian Chen left a dozen people on his side, holding stone spears tightly in his hands, waiting for an opportunity.

More than twenty minutes later, the ten people suddenly rushed out from the opposite side, forming a semi-encirclement network.

The frightened herd of deer and goats frantically fled towards Jian Chen, who drew his bow and suddenly shot a few arrows after the flock of deer and sheep approached.

Because there are no hard arrowheads, it is okay to shoot birds, but it is far from enough to kill this large animal with one arrow.

You can't shoot it, but it can hurt these animals.

After quickly missing all the feathered arrows, only two deer and three sheep were wounded, most of them missed.

The sudden appearance of this group of people made this group of tired animals immediately turn around and run in the opposite direction, the mother beast tried her best to protect the little beasts, those who could not run immediately after birth had already died, and the rest were able to run.

There are not many people in the tribe, and there are gaps in every place, but with the roar of the people, these animals that were originally gathered in groups have no choice but to flee in all directions.

Chen Jian pointed to a deer with arrows stuck in his legs and shouted, "Chase!" ”

Cousin Wolf Skin and two or three people followed Jian Chen towards the distance, and the rest of them also chased the injured animals in groups of three or five.

The wounded deer ran for a while, and when it got away, it screamed, and the feathered arrow on its leg widened the wound as it ran, and it continued to bleed.

The wolfskin roared and cried, so that the deer had no chance to rest, and the rest of the people went around in a big circle, constantly driving the deer.

This was the first time Jian Chen had experienced this kind of hunt firsthand, and every time the deer pulled away from a safe distance, these people would quickly rush over and drive the deer in the direction of others, without giving the deer time to rest.

Even though it was injured in the leg, the deer still struggled for a long time, but unfortunately it couldn't stand the group of hairless monsters going around in circles with their brains, and finally it was difficult to support it, and it lay on the ground and breathed heavily.

Several people began to gather around from a distance, and the deer looked at the crowd in horror, trying to get back on his feet, but his limbs were trembling, and finally he could not support it, and completely gave up his resistance, whining and wailing.

The wolfskin happily ran to the deer's side and dragged it by the neck with all his might.

Jian Chen pulled out the broken feather arrow, looked at the exhausted deer, looked at its frightened eyes, and laughed.

It is said that at this time, the emotional sentence "This is the cruel nature" and the like to show the humanistic atmosphere, but what Chen Jian thought was that the shoulder blades of the deer were tied to a simple wood like a cross, which could be used as a primitive agricultural tool, that is, a simple "shovel".

He sighed a few words in the language of the afterlife, but the people next to him didn't know what it meant, thinking that he was celebrating, and shouted along with him.

The usual hunting requires the cooperation of more than 20 people, forming a huge encirclement, several people driving behind, chasing alternately, and the prey that can be caught every day is really limited.

The stamina of the deer is good, and sometimes it takes half a day to chase before the deer completely loses the strength to run.

As for the one-hit killing with a spear, it is said that a certain uncle who has been eaten by a tiger has good skills, but unfortunately it has become a legend now.

It was a miracle that five people had hunted a deer today, and it didn't take much time, and the sun had just left overhead.

In the shouts of the wolf skin, these people worshiped the bow and arrow in Jian Chen's hand even more.

Wolf Skin even thought that when he returned, he would carve a bear in black and white on his wolf tooth amulet. He felt that today's hunt was so lucky, it must be the kind of black and white bear sheltered in Chen Jian's dream.

Chen Jian broke a branch and tied the deer's hooves with vines, and the two of them carried it, pointing to a hillside in the distance, and the five of them ran towards it.

The wolfskin quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, climbed to the top of a large tree, and shouted loudly at the deep mountains in the distance, calling out to his people.

The forest is deep and the grass is dense, but the sound can penetrate the dense trees.

Soon, several faint responses sounded in the distance, far away, but not anxious.

The wolfskin jumped down from the tree, took some dried moss from the hollow, tore a piece of bark and kneaded it into a rope, and found someone to work with it, and made a fire there with dry branches.

The two of them were tired and sweaty, and some green smoke finally came out of the moss and sawdust, and they lowered their heads and blew lightly, and the tiny sparks finally turned into a dancing flame.

There was a birch tree nearby, and when I cut a birch tree with a stone, I tore it hard, and the white birch bark was torn off in one piece.

It is an excellent ignition for igniting oil-rich birch bark, even after heavy rain.

When the campfire burned vigorously, it was covered with a pile of damp weeds, and a thick black smoke rose from the fire.

This is the height of the hillside, and with this black smoke, it can be seen clearly even from dozens of miles away, so there is no fear that they will lose their direction.

All that's left is to wait.

Although hungry, the food is not edible until you return to the tribe. Perhaps this has become a primitive moral constraint, or rather a habit forced by harsh conditions and barbarism that must be held together to survive—those who break such rules are driven out of the tribe.

A few people sat by the fire, and the wolf skin took out the three little birds, followed the example of Chen Jian, teasing them with insects, and making a popping sound in their mouths.

When the sun approached the top of the distant mountain, the rest finally returned, and there was a roar of excitement far away.

Today is a bumper harvest compared to before, with two deer, three sheep, and a big fat bird and quite a few small birds, which is rare.

People shouted loudly, expressing their excitement in words of scarcity.

At least, in the struggle against nature and the wilderness, the tribesmen survived again and became victors.

Shouldering their prey, the group returned in the pale golden sunlight along the way they came......