Chapter 219: The Pigeon Returning Home

The Baifeng Tribe currently has not yet found a reasonable mode for raising chickens; it is not that they cannot afford to raise them, but rather that many troubles arise when too many are raised.

It is impossible to say that such a large Wasteland cannot support a few hundred chickens, but the cost required to raise them is too high. Their food can be seen everywhere, but free-range raising has risks, and pen-raising requires manual labor to collect food, so Baifeng has no choice but to first control them within a suitable quantity.

Now that it is the breeding season, Baifeng has started eating eggs. If they are left uncollected, they will turn into chicks, and they do not have the ability to continue raising them, so Changxu has to collect the eggs laid in various places in the chicken coop every day and hand them to Baifeng. As for those that are not found and are hidden, they will be successfully hatched.

Because of this, Baifeng has started eating scrambled eggs, and in the morning, he can also eat a boiled egg; with a little refined salt, the taste is delicious enough. It seems that there are eggs everywhere in Nature, but in reality, there are very few that can actually be eaten by people.

One or two hundred eggs are sent over every day, and naturally, it is impossible for Baifeng to finish them all. He keeps a dozen or so for himself every day, and the rest are distributed to the high-ranking tribespeople.

The high-ranking tribespeople have also started raising chickens themselves, and they also lay eggs, but they are reluctant to eat them, wanting to hatch the eggs to continue expanding the chicken flock. They can see the reproduction speed of the tribe's chickens clearly, and they can afford to raise these few chickens.

Now in the mornings in the Baifeng Tribe, roosters will start crowing. Previously, it was only at the chicken coop, but now there is also the sound of crowing in the residential area. At first, they all felt that this chicken crowing was annoying, but later they discovered that the time of the crowing was just when the sun had just come out in the morning, which was just right to call them up to work, so even the Nuliqu was arranged with a few roosters.

It is not just the chickens that have reached the breeding season; now the dogs have as well. Baifeng's Changwei and Laifu run around everywhere every day, looking for other dogs in the tribe. The two that Baifeng raises are both male dogs, so they both go out to look on their own.

Baifeng also does not dare to put all the dogs together, as this would definitely lead to fighting, even if they grew up together from a young age. Moreover, the two that Baifeng raises would definitely win; after all, the bloodline genes of the wolf king are there, and their stature and build are much stronger than the other dogs.

Although their genes are good, Baifeng cannot deprive other dogs of the right to reproduce, but Baifeng has also made up his mind: if a silver dog is born in the future, he will still be the one to raise it, and in the future, silver dogs will be a privilege of his household.

The Soldiers of the Baifeng Tribe are hunting further and further away because it is already difficult to find enough prey nearby. If they go out in a team of a dozen or so people, holding such good Weapons and equipment, and only bring back a few rabbits every day, even if the tribe has no objections, they themselves would feel too ashamed to go on living.

Previously, tribespeople who had dogs would bring the dogs along to help, but now, because it is the mating season, the dogs have no mood to hunt and are not very obedient. They are also mainly afraid of encountering pheromones left by wild wolves on the road, which would lure the dogs away. In their current territory, there are no wolf packs nearby, but there are indeed several wolf packs distributed in the distance.

In order to be able to transmit information, Baifeng made an attempt, which was to let them take a few pigeons out. Usually, they are kept in a cage, carried by a tribesperson specifically assigned to it, ensuring they have food and drink. Of course, only the team that went the furthest brought a few; their tribe has very few pigeons, and they dare not experiment casually, although Changxu's experiments in nearby places were quite successful.

And that team of people carrying pigeons was a relatively smart Soldier. Not only did he learn from Baifeng, but he also followed the Shaman and Medicine to learn many characters, and even now he knows that Yu knows many characters, so he often goes to find Yu to learn.

It is not that Baifeng is unwilling to teach, but that Baifeng gets angry and heated too easily when teaching them characters. Although he is one of the smarter ones among the many tribespeople, Baifeng feels that teaching them characters is just like the Chinese language teaching for the Tibetan people; it is a great test of one's temper, and the effort and harvest are completely disproportionate, so Baifeng gave up on teaching them characters. Those who want to learn can only find opportunities for themselves.

And that tribesperson initially felt that he was so smart, yet the Tribal Chief would not teach him, so he had some grievances in his heart. After all, the Shaman and Medicine were not much smarter than him; they just had good luck.

Now another child named Yu has come, who is said to be a Free Person who came to seek refuge with the Baifeng Tribe, and was only accepted as a tribesperson and taught characters because the Tribal Chief took a liking to him. He did not think a child could be very smart, yet he could actually receive personal teaching from the Tribal Chief every day. But after he saw Yu once, this emotion completely vanished, and he even only blamed himself in his heart for why he was so stupid, rather than blaming the Tribal Chief for being biased.

The characters he learned were basically the more practical ones, such as "soldier," "Knife," "person," and the like. Baifeng also told them that if they could not write them, they should draw them; by combining writing and drawing, they would always be able to convey what they wanted to say.

Currently, the best paper of the Baifeng Tribe is the white paper that a tribesperson inadvertently made from tree bark that one time, and the paper created later by continuing to change the formula. Although the degree of delicacy and flexibility cannot compare to rice paper, it is already very good, and even using it for writing is no problem at all.

When this team of Soldiers carrying pigeons set off, Baifeng gave them a sheet of this paper. Giving one sheet is not being stingy, but the paper is truly very large; if they want to write something, they just fold it and tear off a piece. Furthermore, even if they wrote all the characters they knew, they would not fill up a sheet of paper.

Baifeng did not give them brush and ink because he did not have those things, and carrying them would be inconvenient instead. It is better to break off a tree branch, grind it round, and dip it in animal blood to write; charcoal pencils can also work. Anyway, their paper is relatively thick and not so easily torn.

If there is any information to be transmitted, write it down, put it in a thin bamboo tube, and tie it to the pigeon's leg. Moreover, they must write three copies; they took three pigeons out.

Baifeng also told them that regardless of whether they encountered any emergencies, they must release one; this is to conduct an experiment to see if it is feasible.

When this team of hunters had been out for five days, Baifeng was directing the Slaves to work in the vegetable garden with Sui. Sui is already showing, and her belly is obviously bulging a bit. Baifeng is even more attentive to Sui; as long as he is in the tribe, he spends most of his time accompanying her.

Just as they were discussing which vegetables would grow better this year, three pigeons flew over with a flutter and landed on the birdhouse. Baifeng did not pay attention at first, but then he caught sight of the thin bamboo tubes tied to their legs. However, Baifeng did not feel nervous; he just felt very happy. The experiment was a success. As for the issue of something going wrong, Baifeng had not thought about it at all; it was probably just some meaningless things they had written casually.