Chapter 159 – Civilization (2/2)
Seeing Ji Hao, Si Wen Ming and Man Man, these people stood up one after another, grinned to them, and waved their hands towards them.
Si Wen Ming smilingly saluted them, then started a topic as if he was very familiar with these people’ lives.
“Are these wheat that you have planted? Seems quite well! You have opened up such a broad farmland, good uncle, your clan seems to be quite flourishing!”
A beam of golden fiery light flashed across each of Ji Hao’s pupils and he looked at the surrounding area. Just as Si Wen Ming had said, the acreage of the farmland surrounding them could probably reach a hundred thousand. The land here was so fertile and the air here was filled with natural powers and energies, every single acre of land could certainly produce quite an amount of grains.
In the Southern Wasteland, clans mostly relied on hunting for food supplies, but in the Midland, large-scale clans that replied on agriculture's had already emerged? They possessed over a hundred thousands of acres of land, this clan must have over ten thousands of people, and was indeed a thriving big scale clan.
Si Wen Ming seemed not to be in such a rush as he had been in before. He squatted in the farmland and was excitedly chatting with a few elderly people about their wheat planting experiences. From the seed spreading, fertilizer applying to weeding and watering, then to the problems of birds and bugs, Si Wen Ming could talk about all kinds of agricultural topics. Obviously, he could be counted as an expert on agriculture.
Ji Hao smilingly stood behind Si Wen Ming and carefully listened to him talking with those elderly men.
Although he didn’t know why Si Wen Ming stopped here, Ji Hao knew that Si Wen Ming would never do anything which was meaningless, therefore, he just quietly listened, and closely observed.
Man Man dropped her pair of gigantic hammers and ran away while laughing. Not a long while later, she had found an old cattle in the farmland and was crazily riding on its back, while trying quite hard to turn her body around and grab the old cattle’s tail for fun.
A few elderly men saw the naive and happy face of Man Man, and couldn’t help but let out loud laughter, their eyes filled with kindness.
Probably because Si Wen Ming was very familiar with all kinds of agricultural knowledge, or Man Man’s artlessness had earned these clansmen’ favour; not long after, the few elderly men friendly invited Ji Hao, Si Wen Ming and Man Man to their clan and take a break.
Si Wen Ming gladly accepted the invitation. The three of them then followed those elderly men, walked for tens of miles through the flat trail in the farmland, across a small wood and arrived at a clan that was built aside a river bend.
Lines of cabins were orderly built beside the river. This clan with the population of tens of thousands of people had been administrated well. The entire clan was encircled by a short wooden fence, with the starting point being paved with flagstones, which were very clean and tidy. This clan’s village looked cleaner than Southern Wasteland clans by far.
Large groups of children had gathered in the village, either were practicing on fighting or clearing up all kinds of agricultural tools, or feeding domestic fowls. The scene that stimulated Ji Hao the most was that some older children had been writing some simple and ancient characters on the sand ground, with branches and under the guidance of a white-haired elderly man.
Characters!
Not spell symbols that could allow Maguspriests to communicate with ghosts and gods, instead, characters that any ordinary man could learn.
In the Southern Wasteland, the most primitive characters were only passed amongst Maguspriests, generation after generation, and could be only used to construct simple words and sentences. However, in the Midland world, and in a remote clan, the consciousness of mass teaching characters to the next generation had already emerged.
This was civilization!
Ji Hao’s body began to shake slightly, his finest hairs all over his body stood up, one after another. He had just formally realized that he had left the Southern Wasteland, and stepped in a thoroughly different world.