Ancient wasteland

Now there are coal and iron mines in the mountain tribes, everything is ready, just wait for them to open the furnace to make iron, and then they can make all kinds of ironware.

Weapons, agricultural tools, iron pots...all of them are much better than the stone tools they use now.

But the problem now is that Dongfeng just won't come.

As a sacrificial priest and technical consultant in the tribe, Jing Que knew that iron smelting required a blast furnace, and that was all he knew.

I don't know anything about how to build a blast furnace or how to smelt iron ore into iron, and I am at a loss.

Looking at the two carts of ore piled up by the lake, the ore is basically black, and occasionally there are two pieces covered with rust, and the dark red rust is shining brightly on the outside, showing that the iron content in the ore is definitely not low.

It's a pity... no matter how high the iron content is, it can't be used directly, it can't be smelted into iron, and it's useless to want to cast it into ironware.

Jing Que frowned, reached out and touched the cold ore in front of him, sighed lightly, with a heavy heart, "Hey, if I knew I could find iron ore, I shouldn't have learned sewing and medicine in the first place. Perfect."

In their game, weapons are graded, and after the casting skill reaches the full level, after the materials are collected, they can forge weapons that are as powerful as divine weapons.

If he had learned casting instead of sewing and medicine back then, collected all the materials for him, and casted two god-slaying weapons for anyone, the force value in their tribe would have risen rapidly.

It's not like now, but still has a headache because of how to smelt iron. Jing Yu was looking at the iron ore with a serious face and sighed. Did someone make you angry?"

Jing Que was slightly taken aback, "Huh?"

Then he shook his head with a smile, "I encountered some difficulties, and I was thinking of a solution. I haven't touched it before, so I can't figure it out.

It's not that I'm sulking alone, everyone is busy opening up wasteland, how can anyone mess with me, but you have been out early and returned late to open up wasteland during this time, it's hard work. "

Yu quickly shook his head, "No hard work, no hard work."

They have been in the tribe for the whole cold season, and they get along very well with Jing, Ye and Li. They understand the situation in the tribe clearly, and they naturally know the meaning of planting in their hearts.

It can be said that they are working hard to open up wasteland this water season. They want to open up more open land to grow food. In the cold season that just passed, there was no one in the tribe who starved to death with the batch of food raised by the priests.

... This is simply a miracle, especially since their tribe has just experienced migration, and many things in the tribe have not been taken away, only the necessities of salt stones and animal skins.

It can be said that they didn't have the slightest preparation, and they hurriedly participated in a hunt during the windy season. The food they stored kept them from starving to death throughout the cold season! ?

Not to mention that they had just thrown away most of their belongings and migrated, that is, before they brought people into the mountain tribe, in their original tribe, there were stone tools and animal skins accumulated over the years. Every year in the cold season, there would be old, weak or Little children were frozen to death.

The environment they live in is too harsh. It is normal for some people to freeze to death every year in the cold season. From birth to adulthood, they have experienced too many cold seasons, and they have already formed a habit carved into their bones.

Not only them, but all the tribes they knew were like this. Even the richest and most powerful Dahe tribe around them had already gotten used to the dead in the cold season.The difference is how many people die during the cold season.

So when the cold season is completely far away and the water season is coming, after confirming that even the oldest and weakest old people in the whole tribe, as well as the cubs born in the cold season, have survived intact...they thought excitedly. To kiss the ground, thank the beast god for his blessing.

After the wilderness announced that they would open up wasteland, the people who were starved and emaciated in the cold season immediately felt as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. One by one became more excited, and they were all scrambling to work, as if they were not opening up wasteland, but It is a competition, and there is always endless energy in my body.

Not afraid of hardship or tiredness, racing against time, the lakeside is full of heat, watching the wasteland being continuously reclaimed, the black land is soft and fertile, and according to the fish, it is very suitable for planting, and the people who open up the wasteland are even more energetic.

From the beginning to the end, Yu didn't feel tired, and he was still full of strength this time, wishing to dig his ground for another three days and three nights.

Moreover, there are sickles and hoes in the mountain tribes, which are very convenient and labor-saving for mowing grass and digging the ground. Even the thinnest people in the tribe can do it.

After all the weeds and trees on the wasteland have been cleared up, there will be moo beasts pulling carts and plows to plow the ground. They just need to follow behind the moo beasts with hoes, and break open the clods of soil as if playing, to level the ground. Very easy.

It's much easier than their usual hunting, oh, speaking of hunting... Now that they are allotted new tool longbows, hunting has also become more convenient, and they have gained a lot.

The tribe only needs a small number of people to form a hunting team, and the beasts hunted every day are enough for the whole tribe to eat. Ye has said that when they clear up the wasteland and plant, they will send a large team out to hunt.

At that time, countless prey will be brought back to the tribe. Not only will they be used for food and cured bacon for storage, but those who are injured and survived will be domesticated into domestic animals... just like the moo beasts they use to pull carts.

It couldn't be more labor-saving and convenient. With the Moo Beast, women and old people in the tribe can plow and plant. This is really incredible when you think about it.

The more Yu thought about it, the more enthusiastic he became, and he was full of hope for the development of the tribe. Their tribe will definitely get better and better!There is no doubt about this!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, his face flushed, Jing Que looked at him as if he was taking drugs, his expression was so excited that he almost went crazy, he softly healed him, "Yu?!"

Yu Meng came back to his senses, "Hey?! Sacrifice... what's wrong?"

Jing Que, "...No, you asked me what's the matter? You came to look for me, what do you want to do with me?"

Yucai waved his hands in panic as if waking up from a dream, "Oh, I came to find you, you asked me to fetch the seeds that need to be planted, which are the seeds that need to be planted in the wasteland that we have reclaimed these two days.

...But Ye didn't tell me which seeds to use. "

Jing Zhu nodded, "I know what needs to be planted. I have researched and prepared it. Let's go. I will take you back to the tribe to get it."

Speaking of throwing the cart with ore behind him, he took Yu back to get the seeds he needed. There were a lot of seeds that needed to be planted in this water season, so Jing Que took the ox cart by hand.

The sweet potatoes that take up more space are the larger sweet potatoes that he keeps as seeds. Although they are all sweet potatoes grown on a single vine, Jing Zhu always feels that the bigger the mother plant, the more the subsequent production will follow. some.

Although the genes are similar, but for the sake of auspiciousness, he left about 2000 catties of sweet potatoes, all of which were dried and stored in the storage room. The temperature is relatively cold in the cold season, and the preservation is very good.

Surprisingly, there are very few rotten ones. It is also because Jing Yu pays more attention to it. He often runs into the storage room, fearing that these seeds will cause problems. After all, it is related to the food of the entire tribe for a year. Throw it out and throw it away to prevent the sweet potatoes from rotting.

During the entire cold season, there were only a few rotten ones, which he picked out and threw away. During the windy season, more than 2000 catties of sweet potatoes remained, and when they were dug out for planting, there were still about [-] catties left.

All the plants were framed, and Yu moved them to the bullock cart outside, and continued to turn over other seeds. Two bags of corn, one bag of radish, one bag of soybeans, and one bag of alfalfa seeds were packed next to each other and ready to be sent to the field. go.

The cabbage seeds have not been installed for the time being, and the cabbage is going to be planted directly in the field below.

After loading all the seeds into the car, Jing Qu smiled and looked at Yu, "That's all for now, the onion, ginger and garlic are not planted so far away, and all of them are planted under the tribe, so that they can be picked and eaten at ordinary times."

Yu led the bullock cart, "Okay, then I'll take all these seeds there first."

Jing Yu nodded, "Okay."

Seeing Yu leading the bullock cart away, he hesitated a little, and called him, "Hey, Yu, wait, I'll follow you to the ground to have a look."

Yu quickly grabbed the ox cart and looked back at him, "Then priest, get in the cart, and I'll take you there, it's still a bit far from the wasteland."

Jing Yu smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Anyway, he is not particularly fond of sports, and he would definitely not want to walk by himself if he has a car. They are all members of the tribe, and no one needs to be polite to anyone.

As he said that, he walked directly over, jumped onto the bullock cart, and the road extending from the tribe was all paved concrete roads, which were very smooth.

Even though the oxcarts made in their tribe are made of wood with wooden frames and wheels, no latex plastic, and no springs to absorb shocks, the oxcarts are not bumpy.

Jing Que was sitting in the car, walking towards the edge of the lake, talking to Yu while walking, "It hasn't rained for the past two days, and the wasteland reclaimed last year may be a little dry.

Have you dug ditches in that field for easy watering?Seeds that have just been planted do not germinate without sufficient moisture. "

After all, Yu has never personally participated in planting, and he doesn't know much about planting, watering and caring for crops. He only heard a few words from Ye, and he was very troubled by this matter.

Hearing Jing He's question, he couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly complained to Jing He, "Ye is also worried about this, we have dug the ditches in the ground.

...Ye originally planned to divert water from the lake for irrigation, but after the ditch was dug, the water in the lake did not flow into the ditch, and Ye has been annoyed by this recently.

He squatted by the lake all day, frowning, wondering what he was thinking, didn't he tell you. "

Jing Que, "...No."

All of a sudden, I wanted to turn around and leave, and go back to my house, no longer care about these wasteland pioneering things!Anyway, no matter what, there will be no shortage of food for him in the tribe.

Since Ye didn't want him to talk about it or not, and didn't even tell him about the difficulties he encountered, why should he force himself to take care of these things.

Really, for a moment, Jing Qu felt resentful, and suddenly wanted to leave!

If the ox cart hadn't been halfway through, he didn't want to go back by himself, he would definitely jump off the cart and go back to the tribe.

Be his priest with peace of mind and leisurely, and be pampered and responsible for his various ceremonies all day.

The bullock cart rolled forward slowly, and the wheels made a clear sound of rolling on the concrete road. Jing Qu followed the bullock cart forward.

The mood that was quite good just now was instantly depressed, and his face sank unabashedly.

His eyes were condensed, and he looked at his fingers seriously, with complicated emotions.

There is a feeling that I am an old-school parent who can't let go, and is reluctant to let the children fly.

Obviously, Ye said that he wanted to fly and rush by himself, but he couldn't help but worry, even if Ye didn't tell him about such a small matter, he would feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Jing Que frowned secretly, his mentality was a bit embarrassing.

Qianqian Yu led the bullock cart forward, and when he turned around by chance, he saw his face was indifferent, his neck felt a little cold, and the muscles on his back shrank accordingly.

...Obviously the priest is very thin and fair, and not strong at all, but every time the priest keeps his face cold and doesn't speak, he can't help being afraid.

Most people in the tribe are like this. They don't know why, and they don't need a reason at all. It's just fear anyway.

...I always feel that every time I see the priest's cold face, something bad will happen, I feel very uncomfortable.

Yu coughed lightly, and tentatively asked cautiously, "Sacrifice...do you have a way to water the ground?"

"Yeah." Jing Yu replied casually, his eyes were still a little cold, he hadn't been able to get over the sense of loss that Ye no longer needed him.

The tone was cold, not as gentle as usual, and he sighed softly, "It's actually very simple, the water in the lake doesn't flow into the ground because the terrain is not high enough.

The lake is relatively low, and the location by the lake is slightly higher, so the water cannot be diverted. If you want to use the water in the lake for irrigation, you only need to build a waterwheel.

Draw the water from the lake, and then lead it into the ground through bamboo poles... Wait for me to go and see, and study where it is better to place the waterwheel. "

Yu immediately became happy, "Sacrifice, you are really amazing."

Jing Que took a deep breath, "Stop praising me, let's go quickly, the land area is relatively large, and the waterwheel needs to be relatively large, and there is still work to do in the future,"

The two walked down the concrete road to the ground, Ye Ruyu said, squatting by the lake, frowning, staring at the calm water surface of the lake in a daze.

Jing Que jumped down from the bullock cart, and gave Yu a hand to carry the seeds from the bullock cart. When Ye heard the movement here, he turned his head and saw him, a little surprised.

Then a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards him, "Jing, why are you here?"

Jing Zhu raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Why, can't I come?"

After speaking, he looked straight at Ye, and if he dared to say that he could not come, he immediately turned around and left.

Make the washboard when you get back, and when you go back at night, don't kneel the washboard until it's rotten and don't let it get up!snort!

Ye strode up to him, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and smiled gently, "Why can't you come, of course, I happen to have something I want to find you."