He stood up and walked slowly back to his wooden house with his footsteps. The huge sense of loss enveloped the old priest witch. He felt that he had suddenly lost a lot of things, not the kind of substance, but extremely precious.

The noise and laughter were like winged elves drilling into their ears. The old priest helplessly used a stick to pull the ash in the fire pit. After living in Panshi Village for many years, he had long forgotten that he was a nobleman. He had a surname or a witch, but he never put on airs in front of others to use privileges... Many times, the villagers also forgot this.

Fusong's death was very exciting to Wuxing. He didn't like Fusong, and simply ignored the whole person for personal gain, was destined to go too far. But no matter what, Fusong was the leader of this village after all.

Tianhao went to Heijiao City again, and he actually brought back a letter of appointment signed by the patriarch. There was a new mark on his left arm, which was slightly smaller than the previous "Head of Hundred People". The pattern was a cow head with simple strokes. With these two things, no one would question the identity of the leader of his village.

Wu Xing just felt that Fusong would not die. There were many ways to deal with him. He could be arrested and imprisoned, and he could be arrested and sent to the clan city to ask the clan leader for his hair. He could also mobilize the villagers to publicly recommend him and elect Tianhao, the new leader... But he took the most radical approach.

There was a knock on the door outside, with a familiar rhythm. The old priest was silent for a few seconds, sighed secretly, and waved to his son standing next to him. The witch walked over and opened the door. He saw Tianhao and Tiankuang carrying a huge black wolf and directly sent it into the house and placed it in front of the old priest.

Tianhao's expression was very solemn. He slapped the wolf corpse on the floor and knelt down with a standard sacrificial movement. His palms were facing down, his fingertips closed, and his head slowly fell towards the old priest, and his forehead touched the back of his hand.

This shows that the black wolf in front of him is a gift to him.

Dissatisfaction and anger disappeared little by little, and the complex mentality with emotion occupied most of the thinking space. The old priest raised his wrinkled hands, and his face as thin as apricots showed an awkward expression. He gently stroked the head of Tianhao who was kneeling in front of him, and after a long time, he sighed.

"You are a capable and smart child. But... you shouldn't have killed Fusong."

"He is an exception. I promise that nothing like this will happen again." With his forehead lowered, Tianhao's voice was filled with unquestionable sincerity.

This is the largest black howling wolf among all preys. Its eyes were shot by feather arrows, and its sharp arrows penetrated the brain to death. The whole piece of wolf skin was complete, which was indeed the best gift to the nobles.

The old priest's heart, which had been imprisoned in silence for a long time, gradually became hot and hot.

"I heard from Yonggang that you did a good job at the beach this time, no one died, everyone is alive... I am old and can't follow you out, so leave the sacrifice to me! Our village is small and cannot withstand the tossing like Fusong. Forget the past, just do it according to your ideas. Remember what you said to me: Let everyone have enough food and wear warm clothes."

...

Construction of the new home is underway.

The original buildings inside Panshi Village were chaotic, and except for the central square and public warehouse, all wooden houses were in disorder. Tianhao and his men sprinkled white lines on the ground with lime. The 50 meters outside the village wall was marked as a new residential area. Twenty new stone houses were built on this basis. The villagers found it difficult to understand this. Building houses here cannot be protected by the village wall. Once winter comes, they are vulnerable to attack by wild animals.

Tianhao did not explain this, and he arranged for people to start building a warning tower outside the new residential area. It was fifteen meters high and there was a spacious passage between the new house on the outermost edge. Even in the worst case, residents in the house could have enough time to escape back to the inside of the village wall under the cover of the guard tower armed personnel to ensure safety.

Panshi Village has a small population, so it is obviously impossible to build a small city with cumbersome functions at one time. The bulwark is the best military fortress in Europe in ancient times. Tianhao's plan is very large. He wants to include the springs on the nearby mountains and the river in the south, turning Panshi Village into an extremely solid "Panshi Castle".

This kind of thing needs to be done slowly. Military buildings have strong block defense functions. Just like small squares, 20 to 50 people living inside each "grid", as long as a warning tower is built on the main outside of the grid, the safety of these residents can be ensured to the greatest extent.

As the population continues to increase in the future, the number of squares will also expand. The walls and walkways will join them together, and the original buildings can continue to increase. The outer walls will form between the warning towers. Continue to expand the control area in this way. When the population of Panshi Village reaches thousands, a small bastion will naturally take shape.

This involves a lot of engineering and mathematical calculations. For Tianhao, it is not a profound knowledge.

...

The off-white sea salt particles are very large and look a little dirty.

The manufacturing of coarse salt is not a craft. Children can complete it by simply boiling water in an iron pot. The elderly and children are not idle like in previous years. They gather at the beach and constantly add firewood and water to ensure that the salt cooking work will not be interrupted. The best hunters in the village are arranged on the alert tower. Once they find that something is wrong, they will sound the horns and issue an alarm as soon as possible.

At the place where the Tamsui River connects to the seaside, Tianhao takes the villagers to catch a large amount of trout.

This fish is different from the familiar civilization-era breed in memory. The sharp teeth indicate that they are more predatory. The skin on the surface of the body loses its phosphorescence and fine spikes appear on the neck and head. Usually, they fall in a smooth state and will not affect the speed in the water. They rise up immediately when they encounter enemies, which is quite similar to the furious puffer fish.

The method of weaving fishing nets by Tianhao is a new skill taught to the women in the village. In fact, he is also a beginner in this area, not an expert, but is just knowledgeable. He uses branches to draw simple grid patterns on the ground, gestures with fingers, and try to explain them with words that the barbarians of this era can understand, then pick up a few prepared mahjong, clumsyly tie knots according to the way the grid is intertwined... Tianhao did not waste too much time on this work, he only made a small piece of rope net with five or six mesh. The facts once again prove that the wisdom of the people is indeed endless, and women have the wisdom that makes him as as ashamed of in this regard. They quickly invented the method of cutting branches into a shuttle shape and carrying mahjong back and forth between grids. The knots and hooks are extremely firmly connected, and even if a fierce man like Tian Kuang in the village is as strong as a strong man in the village, it cannot be damaged.

In Panshi Village, pants are a luxury. I saw a group of thick-waisted women hanging rope nets between several big trees and knitting them back and forth with a needle.

The monsters in the sea have been killed. With the net, there will naturally be fish.

The pink fish meat has a tight texture and its taste is still so delicious. Unfortunately, there is no soy sauce... In the civilized era, the island people lived alone in food cooking, and the sashimi was developed in the hands of a group of lazy chefs. The villagers of Panshizhai, who were afraid of poverty and hungry, did not even let go of the trout internal organs. Although they were very happy to eat, Tianhao felt nauseous when he looked at the lips chewing the intestines of raw fish. In the matter of "eating", he would rather spend more time communicating with the old priests.

Cut the cleaned fish into thick slices and place it on a plate. The purple-black citrus can replace lemons, sprinkle with a little salt that is ground into powder, and add a little "thyme" that belongs to the barbaric era. Such raw fish dishes look so careless and barely acceptable.

The old priest had just tasted a piece and fell in love with this way of eating it.

My sister Tianshuang has never had any resistance in front of the food. Especially when she ate the bear meat made by Tianhao for the first time, she developed a firm and profound consciousness in her mind that she would never change: even if the third brother brought a plate of feces to the table, the thing must be delicious.

The villagers of Panshizhai who have been used to eating animal meat for many years suddenly discovered that there are other beautiful things in this world. All of this was brought by the young leader: salt, beautiful and sturdy new houses, nets made of mahjong, fresh and delicious fish...

What were we doing last spring?

After the farming season, as usual, I organized everyone to go up the mountain to hunt like in previous years. More than half of the people in the village were idle. Every day, watching the sun rise and set, cursing when the monster in the sea suddenly died, and wondering whether a winged guy would appear in the sky. If it was a man, I would take him down, take him home, pull out his feathers and cut them into pieces and put them in a pot and cook them... It is said that the birdman tastes very good.

The number of trout is quite large. The dried mutant hairtail fish should be an important reason for the increase in marine animal populations in this area. Tianhao has measured on the spot that the sea water temperature here is indeed higher than that in other places, and it may also be just in time for the trout to flow... In short, in more than a week, people caught dozens of tons of fish from the sea.
Chapter completed!