Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 95 Teaching Primitives to Use Farm Tools
Yun Buliu even wanted to look for it, to see if he could find iron ore?
If you can find it, you can step from the Stone Age to the Iron Age.

At that time, if the temperature of the charcoal fire is not high enough, you can even ask that Yanhuang in the tribe to blow a few mouthfuls of flames to help.

Come to think of it, it should not refuse!
Maybe!
Moreover, if he could find iron ore, he even wanted to get himself a big iron pot so that he could cook vegetables.

White rice and stir-fried vegetables, such a simple request, is an unattainable luxury in this primitive era. It is embarrassing to think about it!

Two days later, Yun Buliu finally couldn't bear to look for Da Wu.

The big witch is studying with several other witches what they brought back from the Flaming Horn a few days ago.

Seeing Yun Buliu coming, Dawu put down the work at hand, "Young man, do you want to try to study this too?"

The big witch knew that Yun Buliu couldn't sense the power of qi and blood, and he belonged to the kind of person who didn't have much talent.

But he worked hard enough, worked hard enough, tossed himself to death every day, and the power of Qi and blood in his body actually increased a lot, no worse than other young people.

However, the effort he put in was several times that of other young people.

Seeing him coming, the big witch thought it was because he didn't want to suffer that crime anymore!
Yun Buliu coughed lightly, and said, "It's fine to study together. I haven't memorized all the ancient texts. I think it's too much to study them. I'm here today, but I need to talk to you about something. That's it, When I saw many people planting those crops..."

Yun Buliu expressed his thoughts, and said, "In order to increase the crop yield, in addition to the fertility of the land, it depends on whether the planting is fine enough. There is an old saying among our earth tribes called 'intensive cultivation', which means that cultivation is It needs to be taken seriously..."

How to achieve intensive cultivation?The method is very simple, that is, to use various agricultural tools.

Of course, these farm tools have naturally become the products of their earth tribes.

Among the agricultural tools, the most important one is the hoe, followed by the rake.

A hoe can be used to plow the ground and weed, and a rake can be used to rake the grass under the hoe.

If there is no iron, then use solid iron wood, or bamboo, stone and so on.If you use animal bones, it is too easy to break, unless it is those golden animal bones.

However, it is a bit too extravagant to use gold-patterned animal bones to make agricultural tools.

It's like digging the ground with a gold and silver hoe.

The big witch didn't seem to think that Yun Buliu came to him for this matter.

In his opinion, this must be a good thing!

The problem of how to shell the yellow rice has been solved by Yun Buliu. There must be a lot of people growing yellow rice in the tribe this year.

They have even decided to create another forest to grow rice and soybeans.

Soybeans are no longer limited to fried beans and boiled broth, but can be sprouted and ground into soy milk for drinking.Of course, if conditions permit, it can also be made into tofu.

But obviously, in this primitive tribe, there is no way to make tofu.

The troublesome thing about making tofu is not grinding soymilk or ordering tofu with brine, but squeezing out the residue in the soymilk, because in this primitive tribe, you can't find that kind of gauze bag at all.

But even so, the cultivation of soybeans still needs to be expanded.

Planting needs to expand, and that's where farm tools come in handy.

So the next day, Yun Buliu began to teach the people in the Tianyan tribe how to use bamboo or solid wood to make crude and simple hoes?
How to use bamboo strips to make a simple rake?

And teach them how to use a hoe and a rake.

Fortunately, before Yun Buliu, his image in the minds of the tribal people had already become very great, whether it was his method of boiling salt, or his method of burning pottery, or sprouting bean sprouts, pounding rice...

One pile, one piece, made these tribal people look at each other with admiration.

Now that he taught them how to farm, they didn't doubt whether he could farm at all, but wondered why they were so stupid, how could they not even think of such a simple tool?

With these tools, their farming speed is naturally much faster.

As for whether digging the land can increase income, this will only be known after the autumn harvest, but the people of the Tianyan tribe are willing to believe that Yun Buliu, a young man from a foreign tribe.

The spring plowing is in full swing, and Yun Buliu has once again become the most popular handsome boy in Quanluo, and every household seems to want to invite him to their house as a guest.

Thus, Yun Buliu started the feat of taking turns eating in each household of the Tianyan Tribe.

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Days passed by, but Yun Buliu never found any iron ore.

The vegetation here is quite sufficient, and the exposed rocks are basically not the kind of iron-containing rocks, and they cannot be used as iron ore at all.

This made his idea of ​​building a large iron pot never come true.

Seeing the romance of the mountain flowers, gradually becoming overgrown with green fruits, Yun Buliu couldn't help but think of the words he said to the little white snake to take it to see the flowers of the mountains that day.

He knew, he broke his promise!
I don't know if it will think of him as a liar when it sees the sea of ​​flowers and mountains.

Thinking of becoming a liar in the mind of a snake, Yun Buliu found it funny.

Smiling, he took out the bone flute and played it silently.

Blowing and blowing, the originally cheerful sound of the flute gradually became a little sad again.

It seems that in the sound of his bone flute, there is always an indelible sadness.

Da Wu felt that he must be homesick. A child who accidentally drifted away would always be confused, inevitably sad, and couldn't help filling the emptiness with memories.

Half of Dawu's guess was correct.

Yun Buliu was indeed homesick, but he knew very well that he couldn't go back.After all, he didn't really come from a certain tribe, but from that azure planet!
He misses home occasionally, but most of the time, he still thinks about his future.

When he lived by that lake, he had a very clear goal, to become the existence at the top of the food chain in that mountain, and then go all the way through the mountain to find a civilized society.

But now, he doesn't know what to do with himself.

In the Tianyan Tribe, he worked hard to train himself and tossed desperately. Although he was not left behind by other young people in terms of energy and blood power, he still couldn't develop supernatural powers.

It is even more impossible to use the power of qi and blood to actively sacrifice one's own bones.

He worked hard to learn ancient characters, just to see if he could find a suitable path of cultivation from those incomplete ancient cultivation methods.

To be lucky enough to come to this world for a while, but to tell him that he can't cultivate in the end, this joke is a bit big!
However, what Yun Buliu never expected was that a few days later, he was driven away by the Great Wu Yanyuan.

(End of this chapter)