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The Old Ke didn't tell anyone about Shao Xuan's strange improvement speed. According to his observation in the next few days, Shao Xuan found that Keke and the others didn't mention it to anyone either. Therefore, when people in the tribe looked at Shao Xuan, they only praised him as a brave warrior, a warrior blessed by their ancestors. Other than that, there was nothing else. Even Ge, who often went to Old Ke's place, didn't know.
After returning, Shao Xuan sent some food to a few families he was familiar with. Of course, he didn't leave Old Ke and Ge behind. He also sent some food to Aunty Ayi, who helped Shao Xuan sew things, the people who taught numbers, and the kids in the cave.
Shao Xuan had almost finished learning how to polish stoneware. The shamaness and the chief had sent him some high-quality stone cores. Shao Xuan polished a few spearheads, while Old Ke had finished polishing the broken tip of the teeth knife. It didn't look good, but it was still usable.
"Take a look. What do you think of this one?" Shao Xuan handed the polished spearhead to Old Ke.
Old Ke slowly raised his eyelids and looked at it. He didn't touch it, but said directly, "It's good."
It wasn't easy to get a "good" comment from Old Ke, because many stoneware craftsmen in the tribe would be mercilessly criticized by Old Ke as "trash". In comparison, Shao Xuan's skills were quite good.
Shao Xuan put aside the polished stoneware, and approached Old Ke with a smile, saying, "You see, my stoneware crafting skills are almost there. You also said that if I want to improve, I have to practice more … Can you move on to the next stage of teaching?"
Old Ke wasn't famous for his stoneware crafting skills, but for his amazing skill of setting traps!
"Do you want to learn?" Old Ke asked in a low voice, "It's hard work."
"Of course! I'm not afraid of hard work! "Shao Xuan nodded quickly.
"Okay, you can come back tomorrow morning."
"Oh, okay, I'll go now!" Shao Xuan still helped Old Ke set up the stone pot and cut the firewood before he left.
After Shao Xuan left, Old Ke's expressionless face couldn't help but smile.
The next morning, when Shao Xuan's place, Caesar, Old Ke was already waiting.
"Take it." Old Ke pointed at a small wooden box beside him, and walked out with his crutch.
Shao Xuan hurried over to carry the box. It wasn't heavy, and he didn't open it to see what was inside.
Caesar was yawning when he was knocked on the head by a wooden cane. He bared his teeth and looked over. When he saw Old Ke, he quickly hid his teeth. Unexpectedly, Old Ke walked over to Caesar's side and sat on the wolf's back. He almost squashed the unprepared Caesar.
Caesar moved uneasily. Old Ke hit him twice with his cane, and he calmed down. He wasn't afraid of other people in the mountain foot area, but he was afraid of Old Ke.
"Go to the training ground." Old Ke pointed with his cane.
"Oh." Shao Xuan carried the box and headed over.
Caesar was one year old now. He was growing fast, and he often helped Shao Xuan and Old Ke to carry things. Of course, he could carry Old Ke on his back. He almost fell just now because he wasn't prepared.
Therefore, when Ge was chewing a piece of jerky in the morning, he saw Old Ke sitting comfortably on the wolf's back with his cane. Ge was so shocked that he almost choked.
Ge became familiar with Old Ke later. He was also a disabled person in the tribe, and he couldn't stay idle. Plus, he was thick-skinned, so he often went to Old Ke's place.
In Ge's opinion, Old Ke was too strong. After losing a leg, he quit the hunting team and didn't let others help him. In the end, he even moved down the mountain and separated from his teammates. He didn't accept gifts from others, because he thought it was charity and hurt his self-esteem. Every year when he went up the mountain to participate in the ceremony, he didn't let others support him, carry him, or carry him. He just walked slowly up the mountain with his cane and one leg. It seemed that he was afraid that others would say he couldn't walk, so he walked on his own wherever he went. This stubbornness lasted for decades.
But now?
Who was sitting on the wolf's back?
Could it be that their attitude towards wolves was different from that of humans? Not walking on his own? Was he not afraid of being criticized?
What happened to his so-called "self-esteem"? Was it eaten by Caesar?!
There were a few low hills full of trees near the training ground. Usually, people would get wood there. There were not many plant species, and there were not many animals that could be eaten except for flying stone squirrels with strong reproductive abilities. They were probably eaten up long ago.
The trees here were not as thick as the ones in the hunting forest, but they were enough for daily use. Some of the thicker ones were as thick as buckets.
Why did people hunt? The answer was: In order to pursue the adaptation strategy of maximizing energy.
Fruits, vegetables, grains, river fish, and animal meat were all on the tribe's menu. Fruits, vegetables, and grains could be found in the surrounding hills, but there were not many of them. The river fish was newly added last year, so people in the mountain foot area ate a lot of them. As for animal meat, it was the staple food of the tribe, and also the food with the most energy in the diet, especially high-level animal meat.
Therefore, when people in the tribe hunted, they not only followed the development strategy set by their ancestors, but also to satisfy their own energy needs. The higher the level of a warrior, the more inclined they would be to eat high-energy food, and low-energy food would not be of much help to them.
When hunting, in addition to assassinating and slaughtering, they would also use the method of setting traps. A good noose and trap could become a very dangerous lurking killer.
Old Ke used to be a lurking killer.
After getting down from Caesar's back, Old Ke did not immediately teach Shao Xuan how to set a noose. Instead, he first told Shao Xuan what to pay attention to, such as how to make use of the environment and how to hide the trap.
After the lesson, Old Ke began to set a simple trap. As he worked, he explained the technical points involved in each step to Shao Xuan. Different types of traps, such as hole traps, intersection traps, flat traps, etc., all had their own characteristics, and there were many changes made according to the prey species.
How big should the mouth of the trap be? How much should it cover around the prey's head? Is animal hair better or straw rope more suitable for the connecting thread used for the snares? Double-sided, single-sided, or compound? Or, should they make a series of traps? Should they dig a hole? Should they set a knife post?
Although Shao Xuan had seen Lang Ga set traps, after listening to Old Ke's explanation, he knew that the two men's styles were indeed very different.
Lang Ga's family also set traps. Lang Ga's grandfather's trap was also very good, but the other party's style was different from Old Ke's.
Old Ke's traps, simply put, were more insidious, more ruthless, and more in pursuit of a sure-kill.
After demonstrating a few simple traps, Old Ke let Shao Xuan try.
However, to set a noose, they had to start by weaving straw rope. They had just used up all the straw rope they had brought.
"How about weaving straw rope? Do you need me to teach you? Weaving straw rope and knotting are very important to a good noose, "Old Ke said.
Shao Xuan did not answer directly as he was weaving straw rope. Instead, he asked, "Do you know the meaning of my name, 'Xuan'?"
Old Ke paused in the middle of knotting the rope. He really did not know.
People in the tribe named things simply for the sake of simplicity, like Old Ke's own name. Or they named things that they were familiar with, or things that were very memorable, like Mao. Or they named things with onomatopoeia, like Keke.
Old Ke raised his eyelids and waited for Shao Xuan's answer.
Shao Xuan swung the straw rope in his hand, shook his fingers, and then pulled it tight. A seemingly simple knot was completed. He laughed, "Don't you think that the word 'Xuan' looks like a knot made from straw rope?"
He was not lying. In his previous life, when he was born, his grandmother was making straw rope. Later, when she was about to name him, his grandmother found an Oracle bone inscriptions ornament at home and immediately took a fancy to the word 'Xuan'. His grandmother said, "No matter how I look at it, it looks like the straw rope we make. Let's call it that."
In the language of the tribe, the word 'Xuan' was very similar to the Oracle bone inscriptions, so Shao Xuan's explanation was not suspicious.
Old Ke looked at the rope loop that Shao Xuan had finished weaving, and then looked at the knot in Shao Xuan's hands. He had demonstrated it just now, and he had only demonstrated it once!
There were a few knots that he had designed himself when he was hunting. They looked simple, but when tied, they were very complicated. If there was a slight deviation, the knot would be useless, and the effect of the trap would be very poor. The cunning prey in the forest would be able to escape as long as they found a loophole.
As a person who pursued the path of killing, Old Ke had very strict requirements for knots. But …
He had planned to teach him slowly. After all, many people could not make a complete knot even after learning for half a day. He did not expect this kid to be able to do it with just one look!
The corner of Old Ke's mouth twitched. He thought to himself, "Is this kid born to learn this trick?
This was really … too f * cking exciting!
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