This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 54 - 50 Harvest

The first year of the Vine Tribe’s founding, August 20th.

As the autumn wind arises, in just a few days, the golden hue of crops fills the farmland of the Vine Tribe.

In the fields, Jiang Xuan personally holds the Bone Plow and, under everyone’s gaze, carefully digs out a large round potato with a crimson skin and holds it high above his head.

"It’s harvest time!"

Joy radiating from Jiang Xuan’s face, he shouted loudly, and his resonant voice spread throughout the entire tribe.

All the tribespeople of the Vine Tribe immediately cheered. Although there weren’t many people, the tribe had loud voices, creating quite a stir.

Even the Old Witch, who was not part of the Vine Tribe, was infected by the atmosphere and looked somewhat excited.

"Start digging!"

Gan Song single-handedly wielded the Bone Plow and promptly began working after the cheers.

Soon, everyone joined the ranks of those digging round potatoes.

After working hard for half a year, the time for harvest finally arrived. Watching one round potato after another being dug up from the ground, everyone felt genuinely happy.

This was food!

From time to time, the joyful laughter and chatter of the tribespeople resounded in the fields, even though they worked hard till they were drenched in sweat, no one complained of tiredness, nor did anyone slack off.

With this food, they didn’t have to worry about the issue of food scarcity in the winter.

The Old Witch walked among the fields, picked up a round potato, wiped the soil off it, and said excitedly, "Through planting, we can reap so much food!"

Although he had long noticed that the planting style of the Vine Tribe was different from other tribes, he was still deeply shocked when he saw the crop yield of the Vine Tribe firsthand.

Actually, in the Eastern Wilderness, large tribes had basically abandoned slash-and-burn agriculture, accumulating some planting experience through extended practice.

Even so, their planting methods remained very backward.

The food obtained through planting was far less than what was obtained by raising some herbivorous animals.

Not just in the Eastern Wilderness, but elsewhere as well.

Large tribes mainly focused on hunting, raising some herbivorous animals, planting high-yield and easy-to-grow fruit trees, and wild vegetables to satisfy the food needs of the tribespeople.

They also understood the importance of tilling the soil, and tools like the Bone Plow and Hand Plow were invented based on this need.

They learned to weed, catch bugs, and even learned the basics of fertilization, like scattering some wood ash and burying some bones in the ground.

However, since their main focus wasn’t planting, their accumulated experience was very limited.

Moreover, when encountering natural disasters or pest disasters, the planted crops could fail completely.

Because of this, the tribespeople didn’t pay much attention to planting and spent most of their energy on hunting and taming herbivorous beasts.

So, when the Old Witch discovered the Vine Tribe’s planted crops yielded such high results, he was struck by an indescribable sense of shock.

The Old Witch walked to Jiang Xuan’s side, grabbed his hand, and looked with bright eyes at the large round potato in his hand, urgently asking, "How did you do it?"

"What?"

Jiang Xuan felt a bit bewildered, as the Old Witch’s state was a bit frantic.

"Why can the round potatoes planted by your Vine Tribe reap so many?"

Jiang Xuan finally understood what the Old Witch was asking, and he initially thought the Old Witch was crazy.

Jiang Xuan said, "Actually, it’s nothing much, just some planting experience. Just explaining won’t make you understand easily; wouldn’t it be better to stay in our tribe for a year and see for yourself?"

"See for yourself?"

The Old Witch frowned, pondering for a while, then he released Jiang Xuan’s hand, his brow relaxed, but his eyes became more resolute.

"Alright, then I’ll strive to live a long life and see for myself!"

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "I’ll first take this round potato back; it’s the first one we’ve dug up this year, we’ll use it to worship the Vine God."

"Worship?" The Old Witch precisely picked up the key part of Jiang Xuan’s words.

"Yes, if not for the protection of the Vine God, our small tribe would be long gone."

"Now that the crops have been harvested and the breeding has achieved initial success, the food within the tribe is relatively abundant. I’m planning to take this opportunity to hold an autumn sacrificial ritual to thank the Vine God."

"Moreover, if the Vine Tribe can smoothly grow stronger, we’ll hold a sacrificial ceremony after every autumn harvest in the future, using the best grains, fish, livestock, and prey as offerings to worship the Vine God."

Jiang Xuan had been thinking about this for a long time.

Wanting to have the Divine Vine protect the tribe for a long time requires giving back to the Divine Vine, and cannot be one-sided.

Holding rituals is the best way to give back to the Divine Vine.

Rich offerings can allow the Divine Vine to absorb more nutrients and grow better.

Jiang Xuan speculates this might be why the Divine Vine agreed to become the Guardian God of the tribe.

In the current situation, the Divine Vine cannot move, at least not now.

Under these circumstances, as it continues to grow, the soil under Stone Mountain will only become increasingly barren, forcing the Divine Vine to stretch its roots desperately or rely on occasionally captured prey.

Over time, fierce beasts and birds of prey in the vicinity will refrain from approaching, making it difficult for the Divine Vine to acquire more nutrients.

The arrival of Jiang Xuan and others, and their worship solved the problem of the Divine Vine’s difficulty in absorbing more nutrition.

The Divine Vine protects the tribe, and the tribe uses various offerings to repay the Divine Vine; this is entirely mutually beneficial for the Vine Tribe and the Divine Vine.

The larger the Vine Tribe grows, the more offerings the Divine Vine receives, and it grows stronger, forming a positive cycle.

The Old Witch nodded and said, "Indeed, it’s time to hold a good sacrificial ritual."

"However, your tribe doesn’t have a Witch; who will preside over the sacrificial ceremony?"

Jiang Xuan awkwardly said, "I presided over the last one."

"You know how to perform rituals?" The Old Witch looked at Jiang Xuan in disbelief.

"I don’t." Jiang Xuan honestly replied.

"Then how did you preside over it?"

"Just... placing the offerings on the altar, then inviting the Vine God to enjoy, and praying for the Vine God’s protection of the tribe..."

"You don’t need to say anymore, I understand." The Old Witch’s mouth twitched slightly and he turned his head slightly.

As someone who learned various ritual etiquettes from a young age, listening to Jiang Xuan’s simple and rough ritual felt unbearable.

The Old Witch thought for a moment and said, "If you don’t mind, I can teach the ritual to Chi Shao, let her preside over this autumn sacrificial ceremony."

Jiang Xuan’s eyes lit up and he said, "I don’t mind, of course I don’t mind. I’ll thank you on behalf of my sister first."

The Old Witch waved his hand and then left, clearly disdainful of Jiang Xuan’s awkward ritual method.

Jiang Xuan didn’t mind and wholeheartedly supported letting Chi Shao become the Witch.

After all, she was his sister!

If it weren’t for Chi Shao, he would have hung up in the dangerous jungle long ago.

Even the leadership position was initially given to him by Chi Shao.

Therefore, he was not worried about being usurped later.

Jiang Xuan returned to the bamboo house, carefully placed the first round potato they dug out, and then joined in the autumn harvest.

Soon, the cellars they had previously dug in the tunnels were put to use.

The round potatoes, stone eggs, and other tuberous foods that could be preserved for a long time were stored in the cellars, kept warm and moist, and not prone to rot.

Jiang Xuan also placed some leafy wild vegetables in the cellar, while another portion was dried and turned into vegetable chips that could later be cooked.

When large quantities of food filled the several bamboo houses, everyone’s hearts became settled, and they even woke up from dreams laughing at night. freewebnoveℓ.com