forest kingdom

Chapter 97
The cold and dry night passed by unconsciously.

Lawrence taped several boards to the outside of the wall where Sophia slept, and used a dagger to draw a cross on the clean boards.

Sophia was lying on the bed, with her feet facing the side of the bed, looking at the wooden boards on the bed, with a happy smile on her face.

Salil was helping to put up the boards. When she saw Lawrence's movements, she asked, "What are you doing?"

Lawrence explained: "You can start to see some white light today, and there will be more than half an hour of bright light. We just start counting from today to see when the eternal night ends next year."

When Sophia heard this kind of thing, she hurriedly said: "I will do this kind of thing. I will write it down every day when I get up."

Lawrence smiled and agreed, then stood up and looked at the garlic seedlings.

The garlic seedlings had now grown to the height of one finger. Lawrence went to stand on the wall again and marked his height with his hands.

Turning around and looking at the finger position, Lawrence showed a happy expression.

Sophia quickly got off the bed and stood against the wall under Lawrence's hand. She tried hard to straighten her flat chest and took a deep breath, trying to make herself taller.

Lawrence put his hand on Sophia's head and said quickly: "Sofia has grown a little taller too."

Sofia became even happier, "Where's Salil?"

Salil sat on the edge of the bed and smiled, "I'll look at it in a few days."

Salil doesn't care about her height. Although she is still in the growth stage, she feels that it is already very good now, and she doesn't think there is any use in being taller.

If the body is too big, it will waste more fabric.

Soon Salil started cooking, while Sophia returned to the bed and sat, doing nothing and sleeping with her eyes closed.

Because she doesn't have to work most of the time in winter, Sophia doesn't need to tie her hair into a ponytail. Most of the time, she has her long, smooth and beautiful golden hair hanging down, just like a lady princess in a fairy tale.

Even if she didn't wash her hair for three or four days and ate greasy barbecue and broth all day long, Salil's hair didn't feel greasy and was still strong and smooth.

"Gah!"

The crow in the window popped its head out of the window hole, turned around, picked up its white, plush buttocks, and dropped a drop of bird droppings.

It quickly and elegantly disappeared into the window hole, leaving only the bird poop outside.

Lawrence looked at the bird poop-stained walls, which had become stained with a lot of bird poop these days.

This crow knows that bird poop cannot be pooped in the nest, but it has a small family but no one else, and it only cares about itself and not others.

"The bad bird pooped on the wall again," Salil said.

Lawrence defended the crow: "There's nothing we can do about it. It can't fly out now. The gap I left in the window is too small. If its butt faces the cold wind, it will get frozen."

Salil just talked about it casually. If she didn't talk about this matter, she would talk about other things.

"Emma should go to other people's houses to help us make mattresses now. If we are in the town, we can go to other people's houses to talk in the winter."

Lawrence comforted: "You can also talk to us, and you can do it in bed."

Salil smiled, "I'm talking now, let's play cards after dinner!"

Poker is a three-person sport that can be played all day long. It is the best sport at night and is more suitable for now than any bed sport.

The physical exertion is not high, there is no danger, and you can sit for a long time if you concentrate.Lawrence believed that barbarians with Northland genes and pirate habits would like this sport very much, and that this sport would soon spread as long as it was told to a few islands and villagers.

Although he still had to prepare for spring, Lawrence did not refuse Sariel's invitation.

After eating, the three of them started playing cards. When they got tired from sitting, they got up and stretched their hands and feet in the room to do a little exercise.

The boring and long eternal night passed quickly for a few more days, and the Lawrence family's wood also consumed seven or eight layers in this month without seeing the sun.

When the sun was finally able to shine on the snow-capped mountains for two or three more hours, Lawrence opened the door.

This time I no longer just throw something away and go inside. Although the weather is still bitterly cold and the clean snow-capped mountains are still deathly silent, spring is coming soon.

Lawrence held a stick and walked through snow that was as deep as his shins.

The snow here is neither thick nor shallow. The snow in normal places should only be [-] centimeters thick, and the snow on the hillside will be even less because it has been blown into the valleys by the wind.

There are also snow-covered areas that can bury people, but they are basically the result of hundreds of years of accumulation.

The place where Lawrence lives can only be regarded as a mountain, and the real mountain is much higher.

After a round of inspection, Lawrence returned to the house, took out a basket of plant ash and placed it in front of him. After walking out of the house, he wrapped his head and nose with a scarf, leaving only his eyes outside.

Grab a handful of cold plant ashes downwind and scatter them into the distance.

These gray vegetation ash quickly turned the white snow gray, making it less bright and even reflective.

Salil soon came out with a basket of straw ash in one hand.

"Aren't these reserved for fertilization?" Salil didn't quite understand Lawrence's intention.

Lawrence explained: "Let the nearby snow melt first, and since we often move here, it would be better to sort out a place where we can work early."

"Except for the pile of stones in front of the door where nothing can be grown, wherever the green seedlings appear first, farmland will be opened in the rest of the place."

Salil just asked casually. Even if she didn’t understand, it didn’t matter. After chatting for a while, she started to work.

Lawrence patiently scattered the ashes.

When the snow melts a little and the temperature rises and the soil becomes soft due to the snow water, it is time for a family of three and two helpers to open up wasteland together.

There are a lot of fields in Pumixiu Town, but there are also fields in Salil's house, and the land on both sides can be taken care of.

Don't worry about farm tools. The Pumixiu people have always prepared weapons for going out to work. Although they are for robbery and fighting, they will also make some farm tools, which are enough for the remaining people.

In this era, the barbarians possessed advanced shipbuilding, navigation, ironmaking, and brewing technologies, as well as strong military mobilization capabilities.

Savage and advanced.

What Lawrence had to do was not only to build his own fortress and manor, but also to digest the initial resources accumulated by the barbarians in this era as quickly as possible.

Salil quickly finished scattering a basket of ash, then looked at Lawrence and asked, "What to do next? Let's go back and play cards~"

Lawrence didn't want to play cards, and suddenly felt excited when he saw Salil in front of him who was eager to try! !
There is thirty to forty centimeters of soft snow nearby, and no one else is looking around, but the young girl who looks like a village girl in front of her is actually a strong female warrior.

"Salil, let's show off!" Lawrence burst out with a man's courage.

(End of this chapter)