The smooth mutton fat soap washed away the plaster that had accumulated on everyone's bodies for several years, and there were clusters of foam floating on the river.

There is no need to explain anything when combing your hair bun. The tribe members already have a basic aesthetic view, and the various bone pendants hanging around their necks are proof of this.

Soon, the braided hair of the horns became the most primitive hairstyle of the tribe, and finally a woman learned to see her reflection on the water.

I have used a clean oil soap after boiling, and there is still a lot of alkali left in the wood ash. I need to stir it continuously for three or four hours after boiling it.

After combing his hair, Chen Jian felt that he had a bit of a civilized society. He could not blame the great feelings of later generations for the disheveled hair and left lapel.

People gathered on the shore, waiting for their hair to dry, and Chen Jian's appearance subtly changed the tribe's people. Usually, men had gone out to hunt at this time, and now they could still fish even if they could not catch their prey.

When everyone was gathering, Chen Jian walked to the crowd and signaled that he had something to discuss.

Any major event must be obtained from the consent of the tribe, and this primitive custom will last for a long time.

Rights have always come from obligations. When you need to rely on your tribe members to survive, the tribe members naturally have the right to agree and veto.

In the memory of the previous life, this habit still existed until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. In "Zuo Zhuan", there are fewer things to say about Chinese people interfering in national affairs. Even if they are kings, they will end up in a hurry without the consent of the Chinese.

In essence, this is just a matter of suppressing costs and obligations.

After a long feudal society, the vast majority of people at the bottom of society had only obligations. If they wanted to regain political rights, they had to wait until the industrial age came - the popularity of guns led to an increase in the cost of suppression, and the need for people at the bottom to fill in the trenches - so those who were not originally "humans" also became humans.

All survival nowadays depends on the tribe's people. Even grandmothers have the right to suggest but no decision-making power. The concept of domination can be supported until the food is rich enough to support the surplus without the need for joint labor.

People are accustomed to tribal discussions and talk and joke around in a mess. The underage children learn to count with the elm seeds, staring at the chunks of maple syrup in the bowl.

Chen Jian shouted loudly: "I want to change today's things. Hunting no longer requires so many people, so you only need to go to eight people."

There were a few people who didn't quite understand what exactly it was. They asked the people next to them, and someone gave an explanation with their fingers.

Hunting these days is indeed very easy, especially after the wolf skin thought of adding animal bone spurs to feather arrows, I burned some pottery arrows yesterday, and the effect should be better.

Everyone had no objection and agreed.

"What do the rest do?"

"Let men and women collect them together, and use bone worms to dig the rhizomes. The same is true for fishing, and men and women."

Women also agreed that they usually dig out tubers with stones bit by bit, and nowadays, fern roots can be eaten, and men use bone horns much faster.

In the past, the collection required patience and little by little. Most men did not have this patience. Now that they know that fern roots can be eaten, they do not need to search everywhere if they dig, and men can also give full play to their strength advantages.

Several people looked at the pottery wheel in the distance and asked, "The bowls are not enough. Two broken yesterday. Who will burn the pottery bowl?"

Chen Jian signaled everyone to go with him to take a look. People gathered next to the pottery wheel, their eyes full of curiosity. They couldn't figure out how this thing could make pottery. Many people could not wait.

A person rotated on the driving wheel, and the rope drove the pottery wheel to rotate. Chen Jian placed a piece of blended mud on the pottery wheel, which made the person who shakes the pottery wheel speed up.

The mud rotates with the pottery wheel, puts his hands on the clay, and occasionally dips a little water in the jar with his hands.

The rapidly rotating mud was gently touched by fingers, and the mouth was immediately opened, the wall became thinner and thinner, and when the hand was pulled up, it turned into a small can on it.

The tribesmen widened their eyes and couldn't believe that the curve of the jar was almost perfect. For tribesmen with primitive aesthetics, symmetry and uniformity are beauty, which is much better than what they pinched with their hands!

Chen Jian was pinching pottery, but somehow he thought of the classic shots in the unfinished relationship between humans and ghosts. Unfortunately, no beautiful girl was pinching pottery...

The constant sound of drinking and screams woke him up. Chen Jian looked up and saw that all the tribe members were stunned.

A clay pot with an elegant arc was presented to everyone. This was definitely not something that could be pinched with both hands, and it was much faster.

This time, there were no ones who were as trembling as when the bow and arrow first appeared and did not dare to touch it. On the contrary, the tribe members were eager to try it and wanted to try it by themselves.

"Then let's do it all, and see whoever learns quickly will come and pinch it."

"good."

People all agree with this statement. After all, things belong to everyone, so of course you have to choose the best one.

Chen Jian grabbed the grass, wiped his hands, stood behind the first person to come up, wrapped his hands around his arms, and told him how to do it.

Making pottery requires some talent, and the first uncle who rushed up obviously did not have this talent.

He is good at hunting, but his hands are as hard as stones. The pottery bowl he pinched out is better than pinching with his hands, which is simply unsightly.

There were bursts of laughter coming from below. My uncle hid helplessly, but he still took away the strange thing he had pinched, which was hard to call a bowl, and decided to cook it.

I tried several people in a row, either my hands were too hard or I didn’t dare to start, and my laughter kept coming.

It was not until the wolf skin was pinched that the laughter of the tribe members changed. His hand was held too low, so he pinched a "mushroom" with a small bottom and a large top.

The people below did not laugh, but were a little solemn. Chen Jian thought it would be embarrassing, but he couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

Reproduction and survival are the most basic needs of human beings and the guarantee for human beings to conquer nature in the wilderness era. There is a widespread reproductive worship in this era, especially some female pottery statues, many with exaggerated breasts and buttocks. The former means breastfeeding, while the latter is human beings’ fear of difficult childbirth.

People are becoming smarter and smarter, and babies' heads are getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, people have no horns.

This unintentional work was preserved and will be fired at night as a kind of spiritual sustenance, similar to the shrines of later generations.

After the episode, I took a long turn and finally it was a cousin named Acorn that was so disappointing.

Although it was not very good, Chen Jian found that the other party was very sensible and could actively use his hands to increase force in places with thick mud tires, but the only difference was proficiency.

The eyes of the tribe members were also bright. After Acorn cousin finished pinching, the tribe members called his name one after another, and a strange light appeared on Acorn's face, which made them very happy that the tribe members could hand over this matter to themselves.

The two tribe members with injuries on their legs were left to rotate the pottery wheels and replace each other for rest, and everyone agreed. The two of them were also very happy that they were no longer useless people, but could contribute to the tribe.

My cousin Acorn tried several times, and gradually became proficient in the technique. The pottery he pinched became more and more smooth, and the speed was faster than that of all the tribesmen with their hands a few days ago, and it was more perfect.

Some of the tribe members are envious, some are happy, and perhaps some are different emotions, so it is unknown.

Social division of labor is inevitable. In the past, it was based on gender and age, but now it has to be divided according to their own strengths. It is finally a trivial matter. There is no big objection for everyone, and the power of inertia is terrifying.

After saying two things, Chen Jian was about to say the third most important thing.

"I want to take some people to the distance and leave some people at home and wait for the full moon before coming back."

He shouted loudly, and the originally chaotic crowd suddenly became even more chaotic and did not understand what Chen Jian meant.

“I’m going to find more food.”

"But... the tribe members have never been separated!"

"Yes, what should I do when I encounter a wild beast?"

“There should not be separated except migration.”

Although there are any oppositions, this is inevitable. Even though Chen Jian used bows and arrows and pottery as a prelude, this proposal that violated common sense was still opposed by everyone. This was a habit of living together to conquer nature, and it was difficult for the tribe members to imagine a separate life.

More about the horror of the unknown. This fear has always remained in the hearts of mankind, and nostalgia is just because of the unknown of the future. Change will inevitably bring about the unknown.

But there were also many people who supported Chen Jian, and Wolf Skin shouted loudly: "I want to eat more! Jian must be right!"

"Yes, think of bows and arrows and pottery!"

The tribesmen tried their best to yell, all trying to convince others with the greatest voice, and whoever has a loud voice makes sense.

The voice became louder and louder. Chen Jian took two pots from beside him and shouted: "Everyone picked up a stone, agreed to me, but he was still in this pot, and threw it into that pot if he didn't agree."

After saying that, he picked up a stone and threw it into a jar with his consent. The tribesmen were not resistant to such things. Many things needed to be discussed by the tribesmen. In the past, there was no jar, but it was based on his voice, but the essence was the same.

So the tribe members picked up the stones and threw them into the jars that they agreed or opposed.

"Grandma?"

The old grandmother stood there and said, "I want to think about it again."

Chen Jian nodded. After all the tribe members threw the stones, he called all the tribe members to take out one from the jar that they agreed, then took out one from the one they disagreed and threw it outside.

Everyone stared at the jar, counting stones, and those who couldn't count could only look at it.

However, the result is always amazing. When Chen Jian took out the last stone, the two jars were in space at the same time!

He couldn't help but smile helplessly. The power of habit was too great and he was too anxious. Perhaps the effect would be completely different in a year, but time was too late and he didn't want to wait any longer.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the grandmother, and in the current situation, her opinions would be decisive.

My grandmother looked at everything in front of her and was hesitant.

My grandson’s performance these days has brought too many changes to the tribe’s people, with more food and pottery.

But even so, if it fails, the result will be unacceptable for the clan. Can all the people who go out come back? What to do when they encounter wild animals? What to do when they fall into a swamp? What to do when they are washed away by water? What to do when they get lost? What to do when they encounter attacks from other tribes?

There may be a better result, but another possibility is too expensive and makes it difficult for her to make a decision.

The leader of the tribe had no privileges at this time, and all he had to consider was the continuation of the tribe, so she had to be uncautious.

Everyone stared at her. She recalled the events of the past few days, looked at the bow and arrow behind her son and the pottery bowl in her daughter's hand, and finally walked to the pottery jar and placed the stone in the jar with agreement.

The people who supported Chen Jian started to scream, and those who disagreed no longer discussed and accepted the result.

Chen Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but as expected, he was still too impatient.

Fortunately, my grandmother supported him at the last moment, otherwise he would have to wait a long time to do a few more things that convinced his tribe.

Just as he was about to discuss with everyone who would go and stay, a wolf cries came from a distance, and the children immediately ran into the crowd, and the men were guarding outside, looking nervously in the distance.

A wolf limped to the crowd, and cried sadly at the crowd, with blood on his front paws, and was quite anxious.
Chapter completed!