I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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He told his three relatives that he would have a New Year's Eve dinner today.

"What is the New Year's Eve dinner?" My sister asked suspiciously, tilting her head.

"Isn't today the last day of the year? Today is the second year. Today's dinner is the last meal of the year, so I call it the New Year's Eve dinner." Sun Wukong explained.

"Then what's different about this meal?" The old lady continued to ask.

"Hmm..." Sun Wukong was a little speechless, he didn't know what was different, it was completely used to it during the Chinese New Year.

"It's the new year, we want to celebrate the harvest of the past year." He explained indiscriminately.

"That's good. Xiaoyuan got a treasure this year, so he can finally cultivate. Our tribe has a new living space, and the future will get better and better. It's also appropriate to celebrate." Father said.

The biggest festival of the prehistoric people is the Spring Plowing Festival, which is in March every year before the spring plowing begins.

A grand sacrifice ceremony is held to pray for the good weather and crops to increase the production and income of the year.

This year's Spring Plowing Festival, Sun Wukong has not yet awakened consciousness, although he has these memories in his mind.

But he always felt that those memories were just like a movie he had seen.

"Father. What year is next year?"

Sun Wukong suddenly thought of a problem. At this time, there seems to be no concept of year, and every year is the same year.

"Year?" Father was asked.

In fact, for the prehistoric people, the year is just the beginning of a new work cycle.

There is no record of the year at all in the records of some major events.

Just like the fact that Chen Tian was elected as the patriarch, there will only be recorded in the tribe's records: "Chen Tian becomes the new patriarch."

The record is so simple, Sun Wukong once looked through the major events recorded on the animal skin.

Only according to the order in which the animal skins are placed, the time sequence of occurrence can be judged.

Calendar, Chen Tianbu now needs a calendar that records the year.

Sun Wukong told his father what he thought in his heart, and his father immediately agreed.

Regarding the calendar, in fact, my father had thought about it a long time ago.

It's just that Chen Tianbu has been struggling on the verge of starvation, putting almost all his energy on finding food, and has no time to think about other things.

The calendar that Chen Tianbu still uses now is also half-learned from the Shanyao tribe.

Moreover, it is said that the calendar of the Shanyao tribe was also learned from the Shaotian tribe, a large clan in the far west.

Now it seems that what the Shanyao tribe learned may be half-baked.

In the afternoon, my grandmother and sister began to make arrangements for the New Year's Eve dinner.

According to Monkey King's instructions, four dishes and one soup should be prepared for this meal.

Even for the patriarch's family, this standard is a luxury.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong's family status is already very high, otherwise he would be considered extravagant and wasteful and spanked.

"Deceiving Kangxi"

Father just went to notify the four elders to discuss the adoption of the new calendar tomorrow, and the four elders readily agreed.

Since the creation of the Human Emperor Cauldron Space, the four elders are in a good mood every day.

Even in this difficult winter of food shortage, it does not affect their expectations for the future.

The patriarch's father told them to discuss the calendar, and the four elders even decided to start researching it today.

But Chen Tian told them that today is the New Year's Eve at home, and work will be discussed tomorrow.

The four elders inquired about the meaning of Chinese New Year, and after hearing Chen Tian's explanation, they immediately felt that it made sense.

The tribe has gained a new space for development, and the young master's performance this year has given everyone hope for the future development of the tribe, so we should celebrate it.

So the word "New Year's Eve" was passed down to the four elders, and from the four elders to a thousand clansmen.

At night, even the Yuanshui Ministry heard the word Chinese New Year.

At this time, Monkey King simply let the big guys have fun together. He and his father set up a huge bonfire in the middle of the living area.

After the sun went down, bonfires were lit.

The tribesmen began to dance around the bonfire enthusiastically, saying that dancing is actually a kind of sacrifice.

The father led the four elders in front, muttering words to the bonfire to worship, and then the clansmen bounced around the bonfire in circles.

Ji Wuming didn't know when he ran over. This guy was also invincible in the inner space of the cauldron, and he was not afraid of flames at all.

The guy just had his fill and saw everyone running around the fire.

On a whim, Ji Wuming also screamed and ran to the flames and danced back and forth, making it look like a three-legged golden crow.

As a result, it looks like the chicken in the middle of the sacrifice is lifeless among the thousands of people.

After a while, the activities here attracted the attention of the Yuanshui Ministry, and the 2000 yuan water tribesmen also came over, and gradually they joined the ranks of circling around.

Sun Wukong is happy to see the joining of the Yuanshui Department, which is similar to a kind of national fusion.

The Yuanshui tribe is gradually merging into the Chen Tian tribe, and will eventually become another clan of the Chen Tian tribe.

The sacrificial activities of the tribe lasted until about ten o'clock in the evening. At this time, the tribe who had celebrated for half the night were still hungry, and most of them returned home to prepare dinner.

Monkey King saw that everyone's dinner turned out to be a New Year's Eve dinner.

In the future, such an event will be held every New Year's Eve, and the custom of Chinese New Year will continue.

Monkey King went home and told his father about his plan for the new year, and of course his father agreed.

In the future, when the material life is improved, of course we must pursue the sublimation of the spiritual world.

By midnight, four dishes and one soup were ready.

Grilled rabbit meat, fried mushrooms, fried lettuce, steamed fish, wild vegetable soup.

This was the most sumptuous meal Sun Wukong had eaten in the past six months.

Speaking of cooking is also due to the manufacture of bronze ware. A month ago, Monkey King led craftsmen to make a thousand bronze pots.

With the pot, there are naturally more styles of dishes.

Chen Tianbu, who originally used roasting, boiling and steaming as his main cooking methods, now has another cooking method-stir-frying.

In fact, with a pot, many cooking methods will naturally be born.

It's just that Sun Wukong is better at cooking, and he is not very proficient in other cooking methods.

On the day the bronze pot was born, Sun Wukong cooked the dishes himself and served a dish of fried pork slices.

The aroma of the animal fat after cooking made the four elders salivating.

"Hey~" The moment the meat slices were put into the pot, hot oil splashed everywhere.

The four elders backed away in fright, and even the father and sister, who saw the cooking for the first time, were taken aback.

Not long after, the fried pork slices came out of the pan.

The four elders burst into tears after tasting it. No one else, it was so delicious. They had never eaten such delicious meat.

"Xiaoyuan's craftsmanship is awesome! Mmmmmmmmmm!" My sister gave Sun Wukong a five-star praise while eating.

Since then, this cooking method of frying has been widely spread in Chen Tianbu.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1508 Annual Work Meeting===

Chapter 1508 Annual Work Meeting

"Have a meal!"

Father pulled Sun Wukong out of his memory.

Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, Monkey King was very satisfied.

The whole family enjoys the taste of the year when they sit and eat together happily.

"Cheers! Happy New Year, more than every year!" Monkey King said with a smile on his face.

"Cheers! Happy New Year, more than every year!" The relatives followed his example and said with cups.

Although you may not understand what this means, but you can tell from the smile on Monkey King's face that this must be an auspicious meaning.

After dinner in the evening, my father returned to the tribe, he didn't spend the night in the cauldron, he wanted to stay with the tribe outside.

The two elders, Wu Lin and Dou Ran, went back with his father. The rotating elders in the cauldron were Han Kang and Fan Ming. They were simply taken in to participate in the New Year ceremony.

Early the next morning, Sun Wukong asked the group of ten to follow, and brought a lot of things back to the tribe.

In fact, the two elders, Wulin and Dou Ran, hadn't finished eating the food they brought back a while ago, but this time Monkey King strongly asked to come back again, he was going to give New Year gifts to the tribe.

Of course, by the way, father, Wu Lin, and Dou Ran were brought to the tripod for a meeting.

But this time, he didn't gather everyone when distributing items, because the weather outside was too cold.

Sun Wukong wore three layers of thick animal fur coats, but he was still shivering from the cold.

The ten-person group distributed the items to the management of each tribe separately, and then the management distributed the food to Maodong's tribe.

It is said that it is the management team, but it is actually the core members who follow the elders to handle some clan affairs, most of them are five-level masters.

Among them, the [-] elite tribesmen who followed Monkey King to the Shanyao tribe belonged to the management of the tribe.

After distributing the New Year's gifts, the clansmen were even more grateful to the young master.

In the end, Sun Wukong left the tribe and returned to the inner space of the tripod with the blessings of the tribe.

……

The tribal meeting room in the Human Emperor Cauldron space.

The living area has been planned and constructed, and the bamboo houses are arranged in an orderly manner from north to south.

Next to the square in the middle, there is a big bamboo house, which is divided into tribal meeting rooms.

The patriarch Chen Tian sat at the throne, next to him was Monkey King, followed by four elders.

Now Monkey King has officially become the core of the tribe and can officially participate in the management of the tribe.

This time it was mainly about the issue of the New Year's calendar. The four elders actually didn't have any systematic understanding of the calendar.

Sun Wukong could only bring forward some knowledge of astronomy and calendar that he knew. When Sun Wukong talked about the year, he suddenly had an idea that it would be better to have a year name. This year will be the first year of XX.

As soon as he mentioned the name of the year, the eyes of the five people sitting there lit up. Instead of calling it the first year and the second year of the AD, it would be better to call a certain year and the second year.

"How about just naming it after the tribe and calling it Chen Tiannian?" Han Kang suggested.

"Inappropriate." Father Chen Tian resolutely objected.

Naming the tribe after him was what the elders insisted on doing.

Now name the year. If the son becomes the patriarch in the future, will the tribe name and year name still become the Monkey King's Ministry and the Monkey King's year?

He is already planning to let his son be the patriarch, this should be regarded as the beginning of Chen Tianbu's family.

"How about calling it the first year of Huaxia?" Sun Wukong said suddenly.

"Huaxia? Yuannian? Huaxia is a good name. But what does Yuannian mean? Shouldn't it start from the beginning?" Elder Dou Ran looked at Monkey King suspiciously and asked.

The reason for setting the year name as Huaxia is entirely because of the commemoration of the previous life.

Sun Wukong of course knows the origin of the word first year.

It is recorded in "Gongyang Zhuan? The Year of Yin Gong": "What is the first year? It is also the first year of the king."

Sun Wukong can't mention Gongyang Zhuan, and can only interpret Yuan as the beginning meaning the same as Yi.

Everyone summed it up, compared with the first year of Huaxia, it seems that the first year of the first year is indeed more pleasant to read, and it seems to be more compelling.

Although they still don't know what a strong character is, they just think that the word first year is better than one year.

"Then it's settled, starting from today, it will be the first year of Huaxia!" Father finally made a final decision and made an official announcement.

The matter of the year and year is so simple and rash. For everyone, it doesn't matter what it is called, it is just a title.

In fact, what needs to be negotiated in the matter of the calendar is nothing more than the year and year number, and there is not much difference between the calendar recording method of the year, month and day and the reality.

And maybe some tribes in the west have adopted the name of the year, but it hasn't been spread yet.