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    ?Chapter Eighty-eight

    Most of the things recorded in the history books can be called trivial words, which are the product of the condensation of time and wisdom.

    If it is said that history is just explaining historical events in a straightforward manner, then those who write history books are too underestimated.

    If you interpret history in depth, often a few tens of fragments in history books are enough for people to reminisce for a lifetime,

    The historical recorder of the Yunchuan Department is Abu, so the historical records of the Yunchuan Department are journals.

    He named the day he met Yun Chuan as the first day!  That is to say, the beginning of the history of the Kumokawa Department began when Yunchuan bullied him, Abu, in the market.

    Abu's writing style is very poor, almost unbearable to witness, but Yun Chuan is very satisfied, you can't expect a person with only a primary school education to write Lisao without rhyme.

    The historical materials of the Yunchuan Department are very rich, including written records, stone engravings, petroglyphs, folklore, and song and dance performances.

    Kuafu moved a lot of stone slabs from Cang Ali, and put them on the square for the patriarch and Abu to inspect.

    Yun Chuan stopped in front of a stone slab, pointed to a picture of a big stickman leading seven little stickmen standing by the river, and asked Abu, "Is this the day we discovered Peach Blossom Island?"

    Abu nodded with a smile, "Yes, patriarch, you see, the second largest person is me, and I'm still carrying an animal skin bag on my back."

    Yun Chuan nodded, and then looked at the rock where a group of dwarves were fighting with giants. Kuafu pointed to a very tall giant standing in the water and laughed loudly: "This is me."

    As the pieces of stone are constantly displayed, the tribesmen of the Yunchuan tribe can find themselves on the pieces of stone, some of them are real, such as Jingwei, for example, the first six people, most of them have no way to distinguish, okay  All the stick figures drawn in Abu are not wrong for you to say which stick figure is yours.

    Show history!

    This is what Abramovich will do today.

    Yun Chuan thought that Abu's act of asking for credit would not attract too many people's attention. After all, not many people could understand this.

    As a result, he seemed to have forgotten the strong curiosity of the tribal people, and surrounded the square with three floors inside and three floors outside.

    When the stone flakes were all moved out by the giants and placed on the square, even Yun Chuan was taken aback. He did not expect that over the past ten years, the history engraved by Abu on the stone flakes had covered the square.

    Many, many things that Yunchuan had forgotten, but Abu recorded them on the slate, and he even saw the scene where he beat Yazi.

    From these stone flakes, it can also be seen that Abu¡¯s painting skills are constantly soaring, from the earliest stick figures to stick figures, and then to characteristic figure paintings until the pictures of Yunchuan¡¯s eyebrows can be clearly seen, and the development is very detailed.  clear.

    Very good, Abu is making progress, but this guy may think that these things he has done are not worth mentioning. He thinks that he is more important in managing tribal personnel. He even thinks that engraving and painting on stone tablets are just for  Please yourself, the patriarch.

    What he didn't know was that, even if the little wolf next to Yunchuan were to do such trivial things as managing the Yunchuan tribe, it wouldn't be too bad. After all, the members of the Yunchuan tribe knew what they could do.  Clearly, Abu is at best a stick, a stick that urges people to work more and dry quickly, and this stick is no match for the teeth in the little wolf's mouth.

    What really makes Abu's name go down in history, and what really makes Abu remembered after thousands of years, is definitely these stone flakes that he thinks are meaningless.

    Yun Chuan has already decided that when he grows old, he will prepare to build a mausoleum, a grand and extremely strong mausoleum.

    The purpose of building this mausoleum is not to preserve his own body well, but to preserve these stone flakes well.

    Corpses rot, but flakes don't.

    Yun Chuan didn't intend to make his own body into a mummy. He heard that when making a mummy, he had to take out the intestines from his mouth or anus It's miserable to think about it, let alone put such a thing on himself.

    Let the corpse rot honestly, at most leave a skeleton for later people to watch, and let later people have a good imagination of their own appearance, so as to let their imaginations run wild And the mummy has no penis  ¡­Actually, it¡¯s not without it. Think about it, after dehydration, drying, drying, and embalming a huge sea cucumber, is there any left?

    Yun Chuan has already substituted himself into a dry bone, thinking that this dry bone has been watched, worshiped, and studied by countless people, and others are not doing well, he has already burst into tearsOverthrown by clansmen who wanted a better life.  "

    "They are extremely loyal!" Xuanyuan was really angry.

    "After tasting the good life, who would like to suffer again?"

    "There are no hungry people in the Xuanyuan Department now."

    "Ten years later, when they see that people in the Yunchuan tribe eat meat every day, they will ask you for it. If you can't give it, they will rebel."

    "No, Xuanyuan people are hard-working."

    "Ten years later, the people of Yunchuan will farm, and the yield will be 300 catties per mu." Yunchuan looked at Xuanyuan and said with a smile.

    "This is impossible!"

    "Ten years later, a family of three in Yunchuanbu can cultivate ten acres of land."

    "This is impossible!" The veins on Xuanyuan's forehead throbbed violently!  The genius remembers the address of this site in a second.
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