peerless teacher

"Okay, out of the pot!"

After Sun Mo finished speaking, Huiyan lifted the stone pot by himself, and poured the brown sticky substance inside onto a bamboo board.

During this process, Sun Mo kept stirring the syrup, this was to get powdered sugar, otherwise it would be a paste.

Finally, all the procedures are completed.

Looking at the brown sugar on the bamboo board, Li Yan rolled his throat and swallowed his saliva.

"Try it!"

Sun Mo is not interested in this.

In fact, it can also be purified and filtered to turn brown sugar into white sugar, but for primitive people, it is unnecessary, after all, there is no difference in nutritional value.

White sugar is expensive, mainly because it looks good and tastes good. As a luxury, it is sold to rich people.

More than a dozen hands stretched into the bamboo board in unison, dipped some powdered sugar, and put it in the mouth. After that, the whole world was overwhelmed by an unprecedented taste.

Huiyan was stunned, at a loss, and then he couldn't help but think of the time when his parents loved him, he thought of hunting with his wife, he remembered giving birth to his first son...

This candy is full of the taste of happiness!

Tears could not help but cut Hui Yan's cheeks.

After eating sugar, even if you die now, it is worth it.

"This kind of brown sugar can be used as the fist product of your tribe to exchange supplies with other tribes."

Sun Mo made a move.

Pfft!

Hui Yan knelt down again.

He didn't know what to say, so he kept kowtow.

The other primitives thought the chief was crazy, but after tasting the brown sugar, they all fell to their knees too.

This is a delicacy that only gods are qualified to enjoy!

And the Great Prophet brought it to the Greystone Tribe.

Sun Mo's status directly skyrocketed, higher than that of Huiyan.

In the days that followed, Sun Mo began to teach everyone how to make pottery and bricks. After discovering some wild silkworms, he even tried raising silkworms.

Cage fishing, slash-and-burn farming, Sun Mo immersed himself in this busy and monotonous life, just like playing stand-alone games in the past.

More than three months passed by in a hurry, and when Sun Mo was thinking about how to pass the game, an earthquake broke out.

boom!boom!boom!

The ground shook, and the stone house collapsed, like the end of the world.

Chapter 1128 Vulcan sacrifice, the road to death!

"Teacher, shall we just hang around like this?"

Liu Yuzhi knelt on the ground with a solemn expression.

Before, she and Zhang Wentao went hunting with the hunting team of the Huishi tribe to collect animal blood, but since the day before yesterday, after the volcano erupted, the hunting stopped.

Now, the beasts in the hills are fleeing like crazy, making the hunt much more difficult.

"if not?"

Zhang Wentao lay dead on the bed, he also wanted to contribute, but after being beaten by reality, he has learned to be good.

Why the hell should I come in and play this game!

It's just too difficult.

If it wasn't for Sun Mo's help, he might have been a slave until he died of exhaustion.

"Wait for Sun Mo to figure out a way!"

Zhang Wentao turned over.

Seeing his useless appearance, Liu Yuzhi was upset: "Teacher, you should cheer up."

"Are you teaching me a lesson?"

Zhang Wentao roared: "Cheer up? Tell me how to cheer up?"

"In Kyushu, if you encounter something you don't know, you can read a book or ask your predecessors for advice, but this is the Stone Age."

Zhang Wentao punched the bed angrily: "I am the most knowledgeable person, who should I ask for advice?"

Liu Yuzhi wanted to say that Sun Mo was the most knowledgeable person.

"Leave it to Sun Mo!"

Thinking about what Sun Mo did, Zhang Wentao was really convinced. He could even raise maggots, let alone grow mushrooms.

This famous teacher is really knowledgeable and talented.

Do not!

Even a saint should not raise maggots.

"I'll go see Teacher Sun!"

Liu Yuzhi went out.

"Yuzhi!"

Zhang Wentao shouted, "If you think Sun Mo is very powerful, you can switch to his school and worship him as a teacher. I don't mind. Your talent is very good, don't waste it."

Liu Yuzhi found Lu Zhiruo in the mushroom house: "Where's Teacher Sun?"

"He went to discuss coping strategies with the chief."

Just as Papaya Niang was speaking, there was another loud roar.

When the two of them ran out, they saw a puff of black smoke curling up into the sky at the end of the northeast direction, like a black cloud.

……

The stone house in Huiyan was already full of people, including the high-level officials of the tribe.

"The volcano has fully awakened, it's time to send a priest group to throw ice rocks into the volcano."

A big guy suggested.

"Why don't you choose to migrate?"

Gu Xiuxun was puzzled.

Because of Sun Mo's relationship, they are eligible to enter here to listen.

Although people in Kyushu don't know much about the principles of natural disasters such as earthquakes and volcanoes, they also know that once this thing erupts, non-manpower can resist it, and migration is undoubtedly the solution once and for all.

"This is our homeland. Even if we are going to die, we will die here."

As soon as the voice of Dou M fell, the higher-ups began to spray.

Decades ago, these people did not leave, but stayed. They were all conservatives, so it is even more impossible to leave now.

"Throwing ice rocks into a volcano, does it really work?"

Sun Mo questioned.

"Our ancestors did just that. As long as we throw ice rocks into the volcano, it will appease its anger."

The chief explained: "Don't worry, the Great Prophet has already succeeded six times."

"In this case, why did some of your ancestors migrate?"

Bai Fu objected.

Gray Rock was silent.

"Chief, since you are sure, why do you still have such a dignified expression?"

Sun Mo asked: "And that ice stone, how did it come here?"

He always felt that something was wrong.

"You all go out, I want to discuss important matters with the Prophet!"

Limestone commanded.

After everyone left, Huiyan lifted the floor of the stone house, took out a stone box from the ten-meter-deep cellar, opened it, and inside was a red stone the size of a cherry, like a piece of coagulated blood.

"When people in our tribe die, they will be cremated. Occasionally, there will be an ice stone left behind. This ice stone has mysterious power, and after offering sacrifices and praying, it can suppress volcanic eruptions."

Limestone broke the news.

If Sun Mo hadn't proved his worth, Huiyan wouldn't have said these things to him at all.

"..."

Sun Mo wanted to say, this thing can't be a stone, can it?

Can an active volcano be stopped with a broken rock and ancestral prayers?

are you kidding me?

Believe it or not, Einstein and Newton, these big guys jumped out of the coffin and smashed your dog's head with a small fist?

and many more,

This is in the game, maybe it will work?

"Have you ever thought that maybe the cessation of the volcano is not due to the effect of ice rocks, but because the volcano has not yet erupted?"

Sun Mo put forward a new hypothesis.

"Prophet, only our blood can condense this kind of ice stone, otherwise why would the Hongyan tribe hunt my people as sacrifices?"

Huiyan was a little unhappy with Sun Mo's suspicion.

"And I have a serious expression because this is the last ice rock. Even if it survives this time safely, what will happen to the next volcanic eruption?"

Limestone is a conservative through and through. He doesn't want to migrate, but there are no more icestones.

Why do we have to encounter these things just when life is getting better?

Have our ancestors abandoned us?

No longer sheltering us?

"What do you want?"

Sun Mo frowned.

"Squeeze the volcano first, and then make other plans!"

Hui Yan knelt down: "Great Prophet, I hope you will go with me!"

"it is good!"

Soon, Sun Mo knew that this sacrificial journey would be troublesome.

That volcano was within the territory of the Hongyan tribe, and it was also their holy mountain. Anyone who trespassed would be killed.

In just one day, a team of 60 people was ready to go.

Twenty of them were the bravest warriors of the tribe, and the rest, except for Sun Mo, were teenagers and girls.

"What are you taking them for?"

Sun Mo didn't understand.

"This is a test. If they pass the test, they will be protected by their ancestors and become the cornerstone of the tribe's future."

After Huiyan said so, there was no reason why Sun Mo wanted them to stay.

"Teacher, take me with you?"

Lu Zhiruo looked at Sun Mo eagerly like a pug waiting to be fed.

"Ok!"