The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 337 Planting Sugarcane

The ninth year of the Mang tribe's establishment, the third month of summer.

"Boss, is this really delicious?"

Next to the beach, under the big tree, Chen Bei chopped seven or eight sugar cane, and let the safflower taste it.

"Bite off the skin, yes, taste it."

Honghua bit off the green skin of the sugarcane as she said, then took a bite, chewed, her eyes lit up, and said: "Sweet."

Chen Bei nodded and said, "Of course it's sweet, but it's not fully mature yet, and it's not sweet enough."

The skin of fully mature sugarcane should be purple. When Chen Bei cut the sugarcane, he saw some old sugarcane from last year, and the skin was purple.

However, those old sugar cane have been through the frost and snow, and the inside is red and broken.

Chen Bei also took a piece of sugarcane himself, bit off the skin swiftly, and then chewed slowly, his teeth were quite good.

Maybe it's because they often chew all kinds of hard things. Chen Bei found that the tribal people have very good teeth, and it's easy to bite sugarcane husks.

It is said that eating sweet things can make people's happiness soar.

For example, people in the bear tribe, although their life is not very good, but because they can eat honey occasionally, people in the bear tribe seldom have a sad face.

Sugar, as something almost as important as salt, can create huge profits for the Mang tribe if it can be produced in large quantities and traded.

Of course, if the Mang tribe had sugar, the people in the tribe would live happier lives.

Chenbei had always wanted to find a plant that could produce sugar, but the plants he found either contained little sugar or could not be grown in large quantities, so eating sugar naturally became a luxury.

Unexpectedly, when I came out this time, I found sugar cane, and it was a piece of sugar cane!

"This thing is called sugar cane. It can be squeezed to make brown sugar. As long as it is successfully planted in large quantities, all members of our tribe will be able to eat sugar."

"What does brown sugar look like?" Hong Hua asked puzzled.

Chen Bei made a gesture and said, "It's just pieces of red sugar, sweeter than nectar, well sealed, and can be stored for several years. You can eat it whenever you want."

Honghua's eyes lit up, and she said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's cut some more and plant them back."

"Don't worry, finish the fish first!"

Both Chenbei and Honghua cared about the sugarcane, and they didn't have the time to chew and eat slowly. The grilled fish, shrimp, and conch were quickly swept away, and then the two took their knives to chop the sugarcane.

Chen Bei and Hong Hua raised their knives and lowered them, and quickly chopped down two large bundles of sugar cane. If it wasn't for the consideration of the long-distance flying of the flamingos, he really wanted to cut more.

Chenbei directly used sugarcane leaves to turn them into simple straw ropes, tied up the sugarcane, and then, together with Honghua, took a flamingo to return to the Mang tribe.

"Wait, I'll pick up some more conch and shells."

Honghua likes these beautiful conch and shells very much, and these things are not heavy. She stuffed her animal skin bag full of conch and shells, and waved her hands reluctantly until she couldn't carry more.

"Let's go, go back."

The two sat on the back of the flamingo and tied up the sugar cane. Because of its heavy weight, the flamingo kicked its legs, but it didn't fly directly.

"Wow!"

The flamingo screamed sharply, the power of the blood surged wildly, and a faint imprint of the Mang tribe appeared on his forehead.

Afterwards, it took a short run-up, flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

Along the way, because he was carrying sugar cane, Chenbei did not explore other places, and flew directly to the Mang tribe. It took a few days, and the flamingo rested several times on the way, and finally returned to the Mang tribe.

After returning to the Mang tribe, Chenbei unloaded the sugar cane, rested for half a day, and then set off again non-stop with more than 50 adult flamingos and soldiers. He was going to cut more sugar cane, so as to realize mass planting as soon as possible.

Half a month later, the Mang tribe cut down almost all the sugarcane by the sea, and brought it back to the tribe by flamingos, where the sugarcane piled up into a hill.

The rodents living near the sugarcane forest found that the sugarcane had been cut down, and they could only gnaw on the roots of the sugarcane.

Of course, sugarcane forests are renewable, and it only takes a few months for new sugarcane to grow back.

After the sugar cane is cut back, it is planted.

Chen Bei was a southerner in his previous life. Although he had never grown sugar cane himself, he ate a lot and had seen others grow it.

"Yan, this sugarcane can be planted in spring or autumn. Now that autumn is approaching, and winter comes early, it should be ready for planting."

"You need to cut the sugar cane into sections like this, leaving three buds in each section."

Chen Bei personally picked up a stone knife, chopped a sugarcane into several sections, and showed Yan the buds on the sugarcane.

While nodding, Yan remembered what Chen Bei said in his heart.

"Then, like this, dig a ditch and lay the cane down flat, with the buds on the sides."

Chen Bei gestured with a section of sugarcane, and said, "When burying it, the bud must not fall downwards, otherwise, it won't grow out."

"Boss, I remember."

Chen Bei used a stone hoe to dig two furrows in the ground, and the distance between the two furrows was relatively wide.

"The distance between two rows of sugar cane should not be too close. If it is too close, the leaves will be intertwined when it grows up, which is not conducive to growth."

"As for fertilization, you have a lot of experience in planting, so I don't need to say more."

Yan nodded and said: "Don't worry, leader, I will definitely plant this...sugar cane well."

Chen Bei smiled and said: "Yan, I heard that your grandson is born? Work hard, plant sugar cane, we can squeeze the juice and make sugar, children like sugar very much."

Yan is 36 years old this year. His son, the tribal people matured relatively early, so his grandsons were born.

When mentioning grandson, Yan's eyes were full of doting. He held the stone hoe with his rough hand and said, "I must let grandson eat candy!"

Chen Bei nodded with a smile, and then said to the other planting team: "Everyone work hard, I promise you that as long as the sugar cane is grown well, you and your children will be able to eat sugar often in the future!"

When I heard that everyone can eat candy, everyone was excited. Candy is a good thing, but it is so sweet that I feel strong after eating it!

"Don't worry, leader, leave it to us!"

"We will definitely grow sugar cane well!"

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Chen Bei did not participate in the sugarcane planting in the field, he had already handed over all the methods to Yan, and the rest was up to them.

Chen Bei took some sugarcane, went back to his yard, cut off half of the longer ones for himself to eat, and cut the rest into several sections, and planted them in his yard.

This is Chen Bei's habit. He likes to grow some things in the yard, which can be regarded as double insurance. Even if the seeds are not planted in other places, he still has a seed here.

After putting in the base fertilizer, covering the soil, and pouring some water, Chen Bei looked at the planted sugarcane and said, "I hope you will grow up quickly, tall and strong, so that I will have sugarcane to eat."

After planting the sugarcane, Chen Bei picked some vegetables in the yard again, planning to cook a good meal. After so many days outside, what he ate was either grilled meat and fish, or wild fruits, and he was tired of eating.

　Thanks to the book's deacon "Half Step 1075" for the 5000 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "Sao VIP" for the 100 book coins.

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(End of this chapter)