Traveling through the world of beasts, I became the queen who gave birth to children!

As soon as the steaming rack is removed, the sweet aroma of the corn becomes even stronger.

Several orcs nearby swallowed their saliva. They seldom ate plants, but the fragrance now made them want to have a big meal.

Mo Lingling leaned over to take a look, her eyes almost shining. She had eaten corn before, and she had long been obsessed with its taste.

Ye Silan naturally saw her eagerness and quickly scooped the corn onto the bamboo sieve: "You can eat it soon. If you like it, let's plant some in the tribe."

Corn can be planted in March, April, and May. The current temperature in the tribe is also suitable for planting.

Mo Yueyue: "Is this easy to grow? How long does it last?"

Ye Silan: "Don't worry, this can be kept until winter, but it will be a little tiring."

Mo Lingling's eyes widened for a moment: "Ah, then let's save it for the winter."

Mo Yueyue nodded and said, "It's better to save it for winter."

It is early spring now, and the tribe has more food. We can eat corn when we have nothing to eat.

"This is already cooked. If you don't eat it today, it will go bad."

"Ah...what a pity." Mo Yueyue

"If you like, just plant more. I'll bring out some more seeds in a few days."

Mo Lingling swallowed and kept her eyes on the corn.

Ye Silan looked at the corn in the pot, then looked at the people present. There was definitely not enough corn in the pot to share.

Xiao Fenghe also saw what she meant and said with a smile: "If there are any extra, just give them to the little females."

"I was hoping they could grow corn, so I'll let them taste it." Yesilan poked the corn and said, "Cut the corn into small pieces. We'll make more in the evening."

Corn is food, so no matter what, they have to take it seriously.

Xiao Fenghe gestured a little and made a few strokes with his hands, dividing a corn into five pieces.

Xiao Mingyou strode over and said, "Is this corn? The color is quite nice. Can it be kept for a long time?"

"Of course, this is a grain and can be processed into something like flour. It can be stored for one or two years." Ye Silan

Xiao Mingyou's eyes lit up and he quickly picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth.

As he bit his mouth, his expression became a little complicated.

Xiao Mingyou coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Yulan, this one can definitely be kept for a year, right?"

This corn is really too irritating to the throat. If it can really be kept for that long, he can only grow a little bit to survive.

Ye Silan's mouth twitched a little: "The core inside is not edible, only the yellow outside is eaten. Is your throat okay?"

Xiao Mingyou licked the corner of his mouth: "It's not bad, we can still accept it. It's sweet. Better than sugarcane."

Mo Yueyue whispered: "Is that core poisonous?"

"No, it just makes the throat tight. It seems it can be used as feed after processing." Ye Silan was a little uncertain.

The dog she had previously owned also loved to eat corn, but could not digest the corn cob.

After hearing her words, the others were relieved. As long as it wasn't poisonous, it would be fine.

Xiao Mingyou took another piece and took a bite of the corn kernels. The sweet fragrance made him feel better.

"The grains of this kind are much larger than wheat. Wouldn't it be better to grow more of this kind?" Xiao Mingyou

Ye Silan: "It's all right. To be safe, let's plant more. Crops are more dependent on the weather. If one crop doesn't turn out well, we have backup."

Mo Yueyue: "This one should be easier to peel, unlike wheat which will prick you."

They had long been troubled by the prickles of wheat, but the corn kernels were large and round, so there was definitely no problem.

Ye Silan scratched her forehead and said, "Well... if it's purely handmade, it's also very difficult."

Corn threshing is also physically demanding work, especially for the hands. She felt overwhelmed just thinking about it.

Xiao Fenghe looked at the corn in his hand, his eyes showing deep thought: "Can I get this kind of corn off with my claws?"

Their claws are very sharp, and if the corn kernels do not need to be pulled out by the roots, they can be cut off with a simple stroke.

Ye Silan: "Of course, but your claws seem to need energy. If you use them all to cut corn... I guess you won't be able to handle it."

She took out a corn from her personal space and explained to him, "This one needs to be cut many times. This method can also be used for wet corn. Of course, if you really want to make food, dry the corn, and then rub two corns together like this to get the kernels off."

However, this method is quite laborious. Her hands would hurt after peeling a few times.

Blinking, as if remembering something, Ye Silan directly pulled Xiao Fenghe's hand and squeezed his palm a few times.

Take a deep breath: "So thick skin!"

Xiao Fenghe retracted his hand and said gently: "This is normal, we attack with our hands. Even if we don't use claws, we can use our palms to attack."

Ye Silan: "Oh. Then you don't need to use your claws to cut it. Just rub it with your hands. I can do it."

Mo Yueyue was a little puzzled: "But, judging from your expression just now, it seems difficult."

Ye Silan shrugged: "I can't help it. I seldom do those kinds of work. For example, rubbing corn for a long time will make my hands hurt."

Nowadays, there are basically machines for shelling corn, but there are not many opportunities to practice it.

Mo Yueyue took her hand and said, "It's really tender. Yulan, did you use a machine before?"

"Yeah. Maybe in the future, we can use machines." Yesilan

"I think it's not bad to do it manually. At least, we know how to do it. If we use those machines, if the machine breaks down, we won't be able to do it."

Just like the Tiger Workbench in the tribe.

Everyone just puts the materials in and makes all kinds of weird things. But apart from things like beds, they have no idea how the lamps are made.

This phenomenon can only be understood as a blessing from God.

But what if the Huhu workbench is gone?

"Yes. I have considered this before. No matter which one it is, we need at least someone who knows how to do it. Even if they are not so proficient." Ye Silan

"Yulan, can you make those lights? The manual ones." Mo Lingling

Ye Silan looked bitter: "This is not that easy. There are too many prerequisite skills."

"A torch can be used for this. Or a small oil lamp will do. At least there is something to replace it." Mo Yueyue was open-minded about it.

"Once there are more, maybe we will know the principle." Xiao Fenghe