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

The wooden boards are not planed smooth, and we don't have the tools. What we need is to make a door that can block the cold wind. Whether it looks good or not is not a consideration.

The strength of the male orcs was beyond Qiao Xin's knowledge. Each of them had at least a thousand pounds of strength, and sawing was as easy as drinking water.

While sawing the wooden boards, Qiao Xin was thinking about what should be used to put the wooden boards together. She had been thinking about how in the ancient times of Blue Star, before the invention of iron nails, the ancients in space pieced the wooden boards together into one large piece.

She knew that it relied on the mortise and tenon structure, but she had no idea how to use it.

There is definitely no time to think about the complicated mortise and tenon structure, but it can still be done by drilling holes on both sides between the wooden boards and nailing wooden sticks in between to connect the two boards.

Qiao Xin asked the old orcs and half-grown boys to use stone knives and bone knives to cut wooden sticks as thick and as long as their tail fingers.

Find some ivy, cut it to the same height as the door, and then use a knife to carve marks on the ivy to delineate the location of the holes.

He also went to the cave used as a warehouse to find sharp wild boar teeth as drilling tools.

Everyone followed Qiao Xin's requirements step by step to complete the tools they were assigned to. Each person was only responsible for one tool. Practice makes perfect. The orcs, who were originally strong in hands-on skills, soon developed production capabilities that were not inferior to the assembly line type.

The male orcs sawed wooden boards in pairs, the female orcs drilled holes, and the old man and half-grown child whittled sticks.

Children who are too young help pass tools and watch the fun.

The work was in full swing on the big platform, and it seemed that the sky was not willing to extinguish this enthusiasm. The clouds were low, but it didn't snow for a long time.

Ma Tian had a broken leg, but he also came to join in the fun. He saw Qiao Xin knocking half of the stick into the wooden board, then holding the hammered piece, knocking it into the hole drilled in the other piece, thoughtfully.

Qiao Xin naturally noticed him and didn't mind him learning at all. Not only did he show it generously, he also told him the principles and guided him to derive deeper thinking.

Blue Star's ancient mortise and tenon structure can even be directly made into a house. Given time, these orcs will definitely surprise her.

And she, a half-assed guide, will be able to pat her butt, hide her merit and fame, and then show off as a salted fish.

It was too hard in her previous life, so it was her turn to enjoy life in this life.

Qiao Xin looked at these hard-working orcs with relief. Whether she could enjoy life in the future depended on them.

Pieces of wooden planks were put together, and one piece was so big that it directly blocked the entire hole. If you had to open the door, just move the planks away.

After all, hinges are made of iron and cannot be realized with wood for the time being.

The hinges Qiao Xin dismantled were only enough for her home and Lang Rui's home.

A total of 20 door panels were made from the felled wood, which were first used by the old, weak and young. If others want to make do with other people's homes, that's fine too, and there is no requirement.

For dinner, Qiao Xin and Lang Rui went back to make a simple stew.

There was no entertainment at night.

Qiao Xin entered the space.

This is the fifth crop of chestnut potatoes.

Currently, she does not eat the fruits and vegetables grown in the space, but stores the harvested ones in the space.

She first went to the spring to interact with Xiao Ling. After this period of infusion of supernatural powers, the spiritual spring looked unchanged. Qiao Xin knew that this was the limit of the first-level power. If she could not break through to the second-level power, Level, Lingquan can't go to the next level.

A first-level spiritual spring can only be planted in an area of ​​about one hundred square meters.

With the spiritual spring there, she doesn't need to water the land, it will grow and mature. All she needs to do is sow and harvest.

The first-level spiritual spring will only make people feel sweet and has no medicinal value.

Only if you reach level five.

Qiao Xin dug out the ripe chestnut potatoes and spread the vines aside to dry.

"Xiao Ling, can these corns be planted?" Qiao Xin asked Lingquan, taking out the corn cobs she broke off from a corn field when she was looking for supplies.

The spring water in the spring eye ripples layer by layer.

Qiao Xin breathed a sigh of relief, that's fine. She thought that the corns had also absorbed their vitality and would not be able to germinate.

Then Qiao Xin was overjoyed when she realized it. She only ate two meals of polenta to satisfy her craving and didn't dare to eat any more.

After all, the seeds need to be saved. Now that these corns can be grown, wouldn't she be able to eat them with all her heart?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but get excited. She dragged the basket over, sat down and started rubbing the corn kernels.

"You said you could help me sort out the supplies in the space?" Qiao Xin discovered that Lingquan seemed to be more agile after arriving in the Orc Continent than on Blue Star.

It didn't have this feature before.

"What do I want?" Qiao Xin thought for a while, "I want rice or wheat seeds, can I find them?"

Although corn is good, it is still not the most commonly eaten staple food.

In the past, the space was filled with a lot of dried wheat and rice. After traveling through time and space, it was unknown where it was swept away, or it may have been crushed into powder by the storm.

But Qiao Xin still had a glimmer of hope, maybe she could find a few!

With just a few grains, she can use the spiritual spring to cultivate larger quantities.

Next spring, if we plow out the plains on the other side of the river and plant rice or wheat, will we be far away from eating rice and noodles?

Imagination is always beautiful, but reality is cruel.

"If you can find it, look for it. It doesn't matter if you can't find it."

"The other things I want, uh -" Qiao Xin thought for a while, "There really aren't any. Just find whatever you can find! This space is too big. I broke my leg and could only find some rags. But. It would be nice if I could find those plows and planters that I brought in, as well as the remains.”

When she was in Blue Star, the space was getting bigger and bigger, and she couldn't rely solely on human labor for planting. She was exhausted and couldn't plant much by herself.

So she bought some plows, a planter came in, and it was all mechanized.

Although these machines are all solar-powered, they have probably suffered a lot of damage.

But what does it matter? Remove the flip plow from the plow machine, take it out next year, and tie it to these orcs. It will probably be countless times better than turning over the soil with a hoe.

Qiao Xin could sow about 100 square meters of corn after rubbing it down, and started planting corn with a hoe.

After planting, I dragged a basket of corn out of the space.

Prepare to rub it down and eat it on tortillas tomorrow morning.

Lang Rui next door heard the noise, and soon Qiao Xin's side was lit with candles.

Lang Rui turned into a human and walked over.

I saw a strange object on the table, with a small fire glowing on it, and a transparent liquid underneath in its transparent belly.

Smaller than a torch, but larger and brighter than the place illuminated by the torch.

"This thing is called a hurricane lantern."

Lang Rui nodded, moved his eyes to Qiao Xin's hand, sat opposite her, and imitated her in grinding corn.

Qiao Xin saw that he was rubbing it well, maybe because he was strong and he was rubbing it very quickly. It would take less than an hour to finish the basket.

She took out a stone mill that Xiaoling helped find. This stone mill was small and suitable for home use. It was buried in the soil not far from Lingquan. No wonder she never found it.

Xiao Ling pointed out the location and she dug it out.

She moved outside the door and cleaned it, wiped it with a clean cloth, moved inside again, grabbed a handful of corn kernels, put them into the stone mill, turned the handle, and pushed the stone mill.

Under Lang Rui's gaze, the corn kernels turned into fine powder and came out of the gap.

His pupils widened slightly in shock! His eyes frequently fell on Qiao Xin's face.

It's hard not to attract Qiao Xin's attention!

But she was focused on grinding corn flour and ignored Lang Rui's surprise.