Today is the day of the market.
Early in the morning, it was still dark in Ganlan's room, and Bana opened his eyes and remembered that today was a market day.
It's a big day, and it's going to be a big day.
In the past, they only rushed to the market once every half a month, and the big drum would be beaten in the village, which could be smelled for miles nearby, and everyone would bring their own things to the market to exchange needs.
Rubbing his eyes, Bana heard the loom still ringing.
The two younger sisters and his mother must have gotten up early to weave again, and every morning, when he woke up, he was always the first to hear his mother and sisters weaving.
The eldest sister is very smart, and she is the fastest at learning to weave, and now she is thirteen years old, and her weaving skills are considered the best among the young girls in the village, fast and good.
After the grass withers this year, the sister who is good at weaving will be eligible for tattooing.
Tattooing is their traditional custom, when the woman is proficient in weaving skills, she is qualified to tattoo the face, around the lips are tattooed, fine and delicate, if the statue of the Arhat Han mustache, everyone thinks it is beautiful.
After having a tattoo, it means that this girl can get married and is a good girl who knows how to weave.
Bana's mother had a tattoo on her face, and her face was full of patterns, and it was very beautiful.
Bana is fifteen years old this year, and in the stockade, he is already old enough to produce grass.
Women can tattoo their faces if they learn the ability to weave, while men need to be successful in grass hunting before they can tattoo their faces.
For Shanyi men, the number of hunters is related to the level of social status, men who don't hunt heads can't get tattoos, they don't count men, and there won't be women who marry him, the more headhunters, the more glory, and the clothes and tattoos they wear will be different.
As a child, Banada was told by his parents that only men who had hunted their heads could enter the spirit world after they died.
"I have to hunt for a head, or no woman will marry me."
Bana got out of bed and stood by the window, looking at the dim light outside.
Out of the grass is not only an honor, but also a very real problem, if you don't go out of the grass headhunting, you can't get a tattoo, and you can't marry a wife.
It was a shame that he couldn't go out and live on his own, and he had to live with his parents all the time.
The house of the Bana family was in the form of a dry railing, made of wood for stakes, floor slabs and walls on the second floor, and the lower floor was unbarred and housed with livestock.
The roof is herringbone and covered with bark, thatch.
The upper floors are inhabited, and the downstairs are chickens, hunters, and cattle.
Such a house is resistant to snakes and insects, as well as water and moisture.
Pushing open the window, the cold wind was blowing in my face, and the April day was still a little cold.
His father was still sleeping, and Bana's father was once a warrior in the stockade, and he came out of the grass at the age of twelve, and the first time he came out of the grass, he hunted two heads.
In front of the barrage of Bana's house, a row of stakes were inserted, and on each stake there was a skull.
Thirteen of them.
This is his father's headhunting, and the skulls on it are the results of his father's battle.
According to their custom, after coming back from the grass hunting people's heads, the whole village will celebrate, and finally peel off the flesh on the head, leaving the head to stand on the stake in front of their house.
The more heads there are, the more respected they are.
Bana also had three elder brothers, all of whom inherited his father's bravery, and they all came out of the grass at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and hunted human heads, and then tattooed their faces and married wives, and separated from each other.
Bana stretched out his hand and carefully felt the wind outside.
The wind was gentle, with a little moisture.
It's a good day, and it shouldn't rain today.
But it is estimated that it will rain in a few days.
Rain is not bad, and the crops grown at home also need rain.
Bana's village not only hunts, but also cultivates, and lives a pretty good life.
After putting on his linen clothes, he went downstairs to pick up the bucket and go to fetch water first, which was the first thing he had to do every morning.
In the past, when the elder brothers were at home, it was the business of the elder brothers, but now that the three elder brothers have become independent, the task of carrying water belongs to him.
After picking up three loads of water and filling the water tank in the house, he put down the bucket.
This jar is a clay jar, which can hold three loads of water, which is very large and very valuable.
It was burned in a stockade not far away, and that stockade would burn pottery, and every time they would sell the pottery they had burned in the market.
When the Bana family bought this clay jar, it cost several deer.
Wash your face and rinse your mouth.
After all this, the sky is already clear.
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The village of Bana is not small, and there are more than 100 families gathered to live.
The most prestigious old man in the village is the patriarch and is responsible for managing the village.
However, although everyone lives together, they usually go their own way, but when they hunt, they are still together, and then they get the prey according to how much effort they make.
Bana fetched a wooden basin of water and brought it to his father's room.
"I think we should buy an iron pot for this fair."
Bana said to his father, who washed his face.
"The iron pot of the Han people is not cheap."
Daddy washed his face and tied up his hair with a strip of cloth.
The custom of their tribe is to cut their hair and tattoo it, and not to tie it in a bun.
"Han people like deer skin and camphor, and we can exchange deer skin for it."
Bana suggested to his father, Bard.
My father was a warrior in the village and the best hunter, and every time my father led the men of the village to hunt, he always returned with a full load.
Bana had a lot of hunting skins in his family, and he knew that Han merchants liked deer skins the most.
Bud sorted out his clothes, and inside he was a garment made of fine linen, which was made by his wife and daughter, and on the outside was a leather robe.
The deerskin is used, which is made of nitrate, and the leather robe on the placket is relatively slim.
Bard, who has five children, was actually in his forties, thirteen when he married his wife, and fourteen when his first son was born.
"Han merchants like everything, deerskin, camphor, gold, and even wood."
Bana smiled, "I think the Han people are very good, after they bought that piece of land from our tribe, they built a port and fort there, and also cultivated the wasteland and planted, bringing all kinds of commercial goods, all of which are easy to use and inexpensive." ” There are many mountains on the island, some live on flat land, and some live in mountain forests.
The lifestyle of the Pingpu people who live on the flat land is very different from the Gaoshan people who live in the mountains and forests, but on this island of 2,000 miles, even the Shanyi in the flat land are divided into many tribes.
They are united by blood, and the stockades of the same blood form an alliance.
It's impossible to say how many warriors like the tribal alliance Bud on the whole island have gone out and seen the world, anyway, there are many tribes, they speak a variety of different languages, and their customs are also different.
There will be wars at every turn, headhunting each other.
But when the Han people came, they were very friendly.
Many young people like Bana like the Han people, but Bard doesn't like the Han people very much, and he always has a kind of vigilance in his heart.
Twenty years ago, the Han emperor on the other side of the sea sent people to ask the Shanyi on the island to submit to him, but the kings of several tribes did not agree, so the Han emperor sent a large army, and that time, several large tribes were directly wiped out, thousands of people died, and five or six thousand people were captured.
I heard that the Han people who come today are not under the emperor twenty years ago, the emperor's kingdom has perished, and now it is a dynasty called Tang.
Although these Han Chinese were always kind to them, giving them gifts, buying their land, trading with them fairly, and even helping them heal their diseases, Bard was always vigilant.
"Go and leash two deer."
Bard told his son that the iron pot was indeed a good thing.
Bana smiled and went downstairs.
The boys in the clan had to learn from their father from an early age, and they had to learn many things, such as building houses, gathering and planting, divination, archery, hunting, defense, and grass.
The girls learn housework from their mothers, raise children, collect linen and weave, weave and weave, raise livestock, do laundry and cook.
The village was also lively.
Chickens crow, pigs bark, dogs bark.
The crying and frolicking of children, the sound of people greeting each other.
Today is the day of the market, and there will definitely be Han merchants coming to the market, all kinds of goods will be abundant, and everyone is busy for the market.
My mother and two younger sisters also put down the loom and went to the kitchen to cook.
Bana's mother made fish and rice, and as a flatland tribe that lived by the sea, the river and the mountains, their eating habits were relatively mixed.
Hunting for meat, fishing, and farming.
Fish is the easiest to harvest, so they have long since pickled and dried it, and the raw fish meat is stored in pottery to marinate, and after a while, it is considered a better dish.
The prey they hunt will also become fresh meat, and if the harvest is large, they will also pickle and dry.
The Bana family grows rice, which is easy to grow and has a good harvest.
My mother boiled the pickled fish and rice together, and my sister lit the fire there.
Bana came in, "It's so fragrant, my father just agreed, go to the market today to buy an iron pot."
It will be more convenient and delicious to cook in the future.
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"The house next door bought an iron pot when he went to the market last time, and it is indeed much more convenient to cook things, and it is much more convenient to hang directly on the fire.
The father came in with two antler spears, "Eat early and leave early, the road is not close." ” The island also produces copper and iron, and there are also swords, but they prefer to use antler spears when fighting, and they will also sharpen bluestone for arrows and axes.
Swords made of copper and iron are still quite valuable.
Bana's mother smiled and said, "You can bring two girls with you, they have always wanted to see the excitement of the Han market."
By the way, I bought some flower cloth for my daughters, the flower cloth of the Han people is really beautiful. ” As she spoke, she showed her missing front teeth.
This is also their tradition, a woman gets married after getting a tattoo, and after marrying, she has to knock out a front tooth.
This custom of cutting hair and chiseling teeth is actually the same in Baiyue in the Central Plains.
Bard smiled and agreed, their tribal customs did not prohibit women from showing their heads.
"I want to buy swords, bows and arrows from the Han people, and their swords are really good, but unfortunately they don't want to sell them."
Bard went to the market a few times, and the swords and bows carried by those Han merchants and guards were really very envious of him.
"Remember to buy some salt."
Bud's wife instructed that the salt brought by the Han merchants was many times better than the salt in the old market.
In the past, the salt was large, coarse, and bitter.
The salt of the Han merchants is very fine and white, and there is no bitterness and astringency.
"Remember."
Bud pulled out a betel nut and chewed it, responding nonchalantly to his wife. t1706231537: