Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

Chapter 63 063. I just want the moon
After listening to Ye Sang's words, Lu took it seriously. The previous illness of her clan members had left a huge shadow in everyone's hearts: "Sang, how do you make chopsticks?"

Ye Sang pointed to the pile of bamboo: "Just use bamboo to peel it."

Lu looked at Ye Sang's chopsticks, then at the bamboo, thought for a moment, and soon understood: "Can I borrow a knife to sharpen two chopsticks later?"

Ye Sang said generously: "Yes, if you don't know how, I can teach you."

Lu didn't want to trouble Ye Sang anymore. She had already had enough troubles: "It looks quite simple. It shouldn't be difficult. I'll try it first. If I can't do it, I'll ask you again."

Ye Sang smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Ye Sang fed himself barbecued meat and fed his sister pureed fruit at the same time. After they finished eating, it was time for the iron furnace to be calcined: "Lu, there is no need to turn on the bellows."

He looked expectant: "Has the iron been forged?"

Ye Sang shook his head: "I won't know until tomorrow, but I think there should be no problem."

After listening to Ye Sang's words, the people in the surrounding tribes couldn't help but look at the iron-smelting furnace: I hope the iron can be smelted smoothly, so that they can also have weapons like Sang.

Xi took the plate where Sang had eaten barbecue and washed it. It was very clean, and then he put it neatly into the basket: "Sister, you can go."

It was completely dark at this time, and only the light from the bonfire shone around, dyeing everything here a beautiful fiery red.

Ye Sang told everyone not to touch the iron-making furnace. She would handle it tomorrow, and then went back to the cave.

While walking through the mountain wall, Ye Sang glanced at the bamboo shoots everyone was drying.

There are five sets of bamboo stakes set up on the mountain wall. The bamboo shoots on the bamboo stakes are strung layer by layer to dry there. From a distance, they still have a delicate feeling.

You will get rich through hard work, and as long as you maintain this kind of self-motivation, you will definitely not be hungry in winter.

Back in the cave, Ye Sang mixed half a bottle of milk powder and asked Xi to hold it while she went to process the animal meat for today.

While cutting the meat, Ye Sang was thinking that there must be no shortage of meat for the winter reserve grain, but the tribe lacks salt, so curing bacon is not feasible...

Besides bacon, what other ways to store meat?

By the way, making dried meat is also a way, or boiling the fat into oil, cooking the meat and soaking it in the oil, you can also preserve the meat.

The weather is getting colder day by day, but using the above two methods to preserve meat will not go bad throughout the winter, and can last until early summer.

Ye Sang felt relieved and would tell everyone these two methods tomorrow.

But here comes the problem again...

What container should the oil be packed in?Is it okay to use a bamboo tube that is thicker than her waist?
No, the bamboo tube will have some moisture, and the lard will go bad easily when stored. It is best to use something like a clay pot that is not likely to breed bacteria.

Then the problem comes again. If you want clay pots, you have to know how to burn a kiln.

Ye Sang shook his head. He was far away. Now he was mainly smelting iron, and he didn't have the energy to make clay pots. Besides, it was not reliable to burn clay pots before the iron was smelted.

But Ye Sang quickly thought of another way, polishing the stone jar with a stone tool.

This is feasible. First of all, it is easy for such a stone tribe to obtain materials. Secondly, the method of polishing stone tools in the tribe is very mature and it is relatively easy to make.

When the time comes, he will tell the people in the tribe these methods.

Thinking of a way, Ye Sang also cut the meat.

More than 500 kilograms of meat almost crushed her small table. At this moment, she cut off a piece and threw a piece into the mall. The more she cut, the less and less, and finally put it all in the mall.

Before spending part of the money on selling goods, she sold all the goods, and the account balance became 28950 yuan.

I made more than 1 yuan in one day today, which is wonderful!
Ye Sang was filled with joy.

Xi's ears suddenly stood up as he discerned the strange sounds in the cave: "Sister, what is that calling?"

Ye Sang listened carefully, then suddenly ran to the basket and took out the little giant panda inside: "I forgot about you."

Xi was shocked when he saw it: "Sister, the white beast is very ferocious. What's wrong with you?"

"When I went to collect soil today, the mother of this white scorpion beast threw it in front of me. I thought it was small (cute), so I picked it up." Ye Sang put the white scorpion on his lap, and you Are you eating milk or bamboo now?
After thinking about it, Ye Sang took some of his sister's milk powder, mixed it in a bowl, and put it on the ground for Bai Zhizi to drink.

The white cub was so hungry that he smelled the aroma of milk powder and started to drink it.

Ye Sang gently touched the head of the white cub: "Black ears, black vest, black hands and feet, white, furry, chubby, the more you look at it, the cuter it becomes."

Xi saw Ye Sang looking like he couldn't put it down: "Sister, you don't want to raise it, do you?"

Ye Sang nodded: "I just want to raise it. I will keep it now. If it is more dangerous and has a bad character, I will release it when it grows up."

Now put this little guy out in the wild, and he will become a meal for other beasts in the next second.

Xi no longer objected: "Listen to sister."

It was getting late, so Ye Sang took care of his younger brothers and sisters to take a bath and take care of them to sleep.

Children are very sleepy and fall asleep soon after going to bed.

Ye Sang blocked the cave door with a pot lid, lit candles, and then conducted physical training.

Living here, one must have good physical fitness, otherwise she will definitely be eliminated. Ye Sang realized this problem when she was chased by a wolf, so her physical fitness must be strong.

Her health is in good condition, but she was seriously ill due to illness some time ago. Her body has become loose and firm, and her physical condition is not as good as before.

In the coming days, she will exercise, especially learning how to climb trees. This skill can save lives in critical situations.Thinking about it, Ye Sang started doing push-ups.

In modern times, Ye Sang likes to run at night, listening to music, and running 5000 meters at night. In this era, running at night is unrealistic...

Wait, can a gym be opened in the mall?
Ye Sang blinked and took a moment to finish the exercise.

Ye Sang insisted on fifty push-ups. Thanks to Sang's good physical fitness, Ye Sang insisted on fifty push-ups on the first day. After finishing, he was covered in sweat.

After catching his breath, Ye Sang clicked on the mall to see if a gym could be opened.

You can open a gym for 100 yuan, but it's just an empty house, and it's only two square meters, which is pitifully small.

You can spend money to upgrade...

After some exploration, I found that it would cost 5000 yuan to make the gym the way Ye Sang liked it. In the simplest case, it would cost [-] yuan, which is four square meters plus a treadmill.

With so much money, Ye Sang refused to open it. He would wait until he had more money.

go take a shower.

After entering the bathroom and taking a comfortable bath, Ye Sang spent 1000 yuan to buy two washing machines, one to wash her intimate clothes and the other to wash her coat.

Throw the clothes in before taking a shower, and when she comes out, the clothes are already washed.

She looked carefully and saw that the clothes were washed very clean, and there was a faint scent of soap locust, which was quite pleasant.

After taking the clothes, Ye Sang returned to the cave, hung up the clothes to dry, and went to bed.

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At night, Tan Cang sat on the stone in front of the cave, looking up at the clear moon in the sky, his eyes looking a little deep.

The clan leader came over from the cave and looked at Yucang with pride: "Yangcang."

Tan Cang stood up: "Father."

The patriarch raised his head and glanced at the moon in the sky, and said pointedly: "No matter how beautiful the moon is, you can't reach it."

Tan Cang's eyes flashed: "Father."

The patriarch stood there as straight as a mountain and said: "Tangcang, it's time for you to find a match. Look, people your age have children."

Tan Cang lowered his head slightly: "Since father knows my thoughts, he shouldn't have said this."

The patriarch's tone was a bit stern: "The moon can only be seen, not reached."

Tang Cang kept standing with his head bowed and did not speak.

The patriarch turned his head and looked at Gancang: "Gaocang, you are my father's proudest son, but why do you keep letting me down in this matter?"

Tan Cang insisted on his idea: "Father, I just want the moon."

The patriarch's tone was deep: "The moon belongs to everyone, not to you alone. Tancang, you must recognize yourself and don't dream about things that don't belong to you."

Tancang didn't say anything, but his attitude was very clear. He would not compromise. He would never compromise on this matter.

The patriarch took a deep breath: "Okay, tell me, what should you do if you never reach the moon?"

Tan Cang slowly raised his head, with the reflection of the full moon in his eyes: "Protect, always protect."

The patriarch was so angry that he snorted coldly and returned to the cave: "Sooner or later you will regret it. If you don't believe it, just see for yourself."

Tangcang stood there motionless, and a beautiful face appeared on the moon. It was Ye Sang's face. It was the best face he had ever seen, so how could he give in?
"Gancang, Gancang..." A small voice came from nearby.

Tan Cang looked over and frowned impatiently: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Xia felt sour in her heart. Gancang was only happy when he saw Sang. When he saw her, he was impatient: "I came to you to ask you a question."

Tan Cang said calmly: "What are you talking about?"

Xia pondered her mood for a while and asked directly: "Are you willing to be a couple with me?"

Tan Cang said bluntly: "I don't want to."

Xia's mouth tightened, and she almost wanted to cry: "Is it because of Sang?"

Tan Cang was still very honest: "Yes."

Xia gritted her teeth, but soon relaxed: "Sang is the future witch chosen by the witches. She will not have a match. It is impossible for you and her."

Jiancang frowned: "I know this, I don't need you to remind me."

Xia felt sour and astringent in her heart: "Is she so good that you won't be able to find a partner for the rest of your life?"

Tan Cang made no secret of his appreciation and affection: "Yes, she deserves to be like this to many people."

Xia was angry: "She has only been in the tribe for a few days, and you are so obsessed with her?"

Yucang repelled: "This is none of your business. Go back. Don't come to me at night again. It will cause misunderstanding."

(End of this chapter)