Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

When Lang Rui returned home, he saw Qiao Xin crushing the grapes and putting them into a clay pot, pouring a layer of maltose into them.

He washed his hands and squeezed them directly without asking what he was using them for.

Qiao Xin teased him with a smile, "You don't ask anything and just come over to help. You are not afraid that I am making poison!"

Lang Rui's expression remained unchanged, "I'll give Lang Yu the poison first."

Lang Yu opened his eyes wide, are you still human?

He hugged the little fat man with his arms and angrily acted coquettishly at Qiao Xin, "This is not a human being, don't care!"

Qiao Xin brushed his soft hair and put a mouthful of candy into his mouth, "Okay, don't be angry."

Lang Rui's face was stern, and he squeezed the grapes harder.

Qiao Xin also fed Lang Rui a mouthful, and when Lang Yu wasn't paying attention, she secretly kissed the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay!" This jealous person said.

Lang Rui licked the corner of his mouth, not bad!

"The two parties have agreed to trade again in two months. After the long-nosed pig gives birth, we will set off to Blackthorn City."

Qiao Xin: "Okay, we have to rush back within a month. The wheat and corn in the field will mature within this time. Come back in time. After harvesting the wheat, plant another batch. This batch will plant less wheat and corn." For corn, we mainly grow soybeans and field beans, and also plant some green roots and cabbage, which we store and eat in the winter.”

The normal maturity period of soybeans is 5 months. If the wood system is concentrated to catalyze it, it will take about 4 months. It is May now. After harvesting wheat and corn in June, soybeans can be planted. It happens to be November, late autumn. Complete the harvest when it comes.

Ground beans have a shorter maturity period than soybeans and may be ready for harvest in October.

When it comes to planting, Qiao Xin is a professional, so Lang Rui has to listen to her, "You have the final say."

Qiao Xin continued: "Tomorrow I will ask my tribe to help me grind the wheat and corn harvested in the space into flour. I want to make noodles so that when we go out, we can make noodles directly. It is convenient."

After this period of unremitting efforts, the wheat and corn in the space have almost piled up into a mountain. If you want to eat, you have to grind a basket yourself. If you want to make noodles, you have to ask someone for help. Use the big one on the platform. Grind.

After crushing all the grapes, four large vats were made. Only a few bunches of late-ripening and semi-green grapes were left on the grape rack.

Qiao Xin didn't care about this and directed Lang Rui to move the vat to the cave next door for storage.

"Is that enough?" This was simpler than making strawberry jam, which had to be stir-fried in the pot. Lang Rui then asked, "What are you doing?"

"Make wine."

Lang Rui frowned, "Wine?"

Qiao Xin: "Isn't there in the Orc Continent?"

Lang Rui: "Yes, but it's very precious. I only said that the Monkey Clan will pay tribute to the Beast Temple every year with something called wine." It's actually made of grapes!

I wonder if the people in the Beast Temple would cry to death if they knew that the Monkey Clan took such cheap things but exchanged them for precious iron tools every year.

Thinking of iron tools, Lang Rui thought of the iron blocks he had brought back before.

Recently, blacksmithing has become part of the training for male tribesmen. Because the harvest is about to begin, Qiao Xin asked them to hammer out the sickles first, but so far, the things everyone has hammered out are simply unsightly.

They were all strange-shaped iron lumps, but Lang Rui also discovered from them that the iron became stronger the more it was hammered, and its luster was only slightly inferior to the black gold bird bone.

"I'm going to get busy." Lang Rui went to Qingshi Mountain, where a row of straw sheds were built. In the straw sheds were boilers with bellows one after another.

At this time, there were already females waiting nearby. In the past two days, due to the presence of foreigners, the tribe's blacksmithing had also stopped. As soon as this person left, the afternoon started.

Qiao Xin originally wanted to scoop wheat again tomorrow, but when Mao Bai came over to chat, Qiao Xin simply started grinding it in the afternoon.

There were some young men in the tribe who had nothing to do. Qiao Xin asked them to help with a basket of wheat and five pounds of wheat as reward.

When everyone heard that Qiao Xin was being paid, they all pouted and said, "Lord Qiao Xin, there is no need to pay."

They usually eat the food given by Qiao Xin, so how can they ask for payment.

"Just keep it for you!" Qiao Xin helped the cubs around the corner. Mao Bai knew this and advised the children to keep it.

The cubs then gave up, and worked very seriously in everything they did. They picked out every bit of wheat husks, scooped up the wheat, put it into a basket, and then took it home and ground it into powder using their own small stone.

Qiao Xin and Mao Bai used large mills stacked on the platform, which was more efficient.

There is strength in numbers, and by nightfall, Qiao Xin had three baskets of flour.

Early the next morning, more people came to help. Everyone came not for the reward, but mainly because of the crowd and the excitement.

The whole tribe was noisy, and Shu Lin now saw that Qiao Xin no longer had the same barriers as before, and she worked harder than anyone else.

The tribe's stone mills and ladles were limited. After grinding a thousand kilograms of flour, Qiao Xin sent out a few people to start making noodles.

The production of hand-made noodles is very different from ramen noodles.

Several people are responsible for mixing one thousand kilograms of flour, and mix ten kilograms by ten kilograms, adding a small spoonful of salt to every ten kilograms.

The prepared noodles are not made immediately. If you want the noodles to be chewy, they must be left overnight.

Several people kept kneading the dough, which was too much for the female's waist and arms after a day of work.

However, a few people did not keep kneading. When they were tired, they sat down to drink water, take a rest, chat and laugh, and finally finished kneading a thousand kilograms of flour.

Qiao Xin beat her waist and returned home. When she got home, she fell out of bed.

Lang Rui returned home after dark. The house was dark. As soon as he entered the house, he heard the sound of someone breathing in the bedroom, "Xinxin."

"Ah."

Qiao Xin's response made Lang Rui breathe a sigh of relief. He took out a flint and lit the hurricane lamp at home. The oil in the lamp was no longer the kerosene Qiao Xin had brought out, but was replaced by animal fat oil.

The wick is made from a kind of furry plant. When lit, it also emits the fragrance of a kind of plant.

Although the people in the tribe could not make windproof lamps with lampshades like Qiao Xin's, they burned many ceramic oil lamps. From then on, they said goodbye to torches and every household used oil lamps at night.

"I'll cook and you can sleep a little longer."

Lang Rui saw her tired face, holding the quilt motionless, saying nothing, and went directly to the kitchen to cook.

Qiao Xin generously enjoyed her man's favor, and in a daze, she smelled the aroma of food.

Soon Lang Rui came to wake her up and eat.

Qiao Xin stretched out her arms and said, "Hug."

Lang Rui picked up Qiao Xin with one hand and carried her to the table like a child.

Lang Yu smelled the fragrance as soon as he came in. As soon as he smelled it, he knew it was made by the clan leader. He turned around and went home without any regrets.

Qiao Xin burst into laughter. Lang Rui's cooking was actually pretty good, but Lang Yu's mouth was stuck.

With a dark face, Lang Rui served Qiao Xin rice, "Let's eat."

As soon as Lang Yu returned home, he was teased by Lang Qing, "Oh, you still know how to come back for dinner. I thought you grew up in the clan leader's house!"

Lang Yu was invulnerable to all poisons and was not affected at all. He nestled into Bai Ru's arms and said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Bai Ru rolled her eyes at Lang Qing. Her son finally came back to eat, so he had to say a few words, "Mom, I'll serve you some rice."

Lang Qing: "Just spoil him!"

Bai Ru told Lang Qing with actions, and she was used to it.

Lang Qing saw that his bowl was full of bones, while Lang Yu's bowl was full of meat, "...!"