attack stream of life

There are a lot of people who enter the Silence Territory, but not many will go to the lake, and even fewer are willing to stay.They have doubts about Qingchuan, the new and weird lord, and the Silent Territory is really not a good place, so after a rainy season, there are still only these three permanent residents.

Qing Chuan didn't care too much, he was busy planting trees.

There is plenty of water in the rainy season, and the land is relatively humid. He extended out from the lake and planted a lot of trees, most of which are about 20 years old, and some are five or six years old purchased from the system. The saplings are sprinkled with root powder and planted.

There are local varieties, and there are also varieties that are not found in the local area that were planted by Qingchuan Shenlai.

The paper people work day and night, and can plant hundreds of plants a day, and the tree people have been playing a supplementary role, but only one-fifth of them survived in the end.

This day, it is really a waste of points.

There is a piece of land behind the forest, which has been entrusted to a group of blood races to help them build a school.In the Western Fantasy World, there are still tasteful vampires from the West who are suitable for building Qingchuan's requirements, and the school will be a landmark building in the future.

I don't have any children yet, but I will have them sooner or later, so make some preparations early.

He likes to plan for a rainy day, so that he will not be thrown into chaos due to temporary changes in the future.

The small lake has expanded a bit, with an area of ​​about [-] to [-] mu, and the depth has also deepened by about half a meter.There is a spring under it, and sweet spring water gushes out continuously.The fish and shrimp inside are well-raised, and the taste and quality are good.

The lotus by the lake has adapted, and now it has grown lotus pods and dragonflies have come flying.

The author who built this world is probably an oriental. Although it is a western fantasy world, there are many oriental species.Qingchuan is less reliable than that author, he wants to try to grow everything, regardless of east, west or north and south.

Qingchuan sat in a small boat looking for lotus pods among the lotus leaves that were about to wither.

He reached out and grabbed the stem of the lotus pod and cut it off, then threw the lotus pod into the small bamboo basket beside him.The system sat inside and peeled the lotus seeds without any problems, peeled off the outer layer of skin, removed the bitter lotus heart inside, and threw the peeled fresh lotus seeds into Qing Chuan's hands.

Qing Chuan ate the crunchy and sweet lotus seeds, looked at the white waterfowl that flew over from nowhere, and didn't know whether it was settled or settled here, and flew past his eyes with a small fish in its mouth.

There were two shrimp baskets on the bank. Qingchuan rowed the boat over and picked up the shrimp net. There were already fifteen or six green-skinned shrimps in it. He released the small ones, leaving only a few big ones. In fact, it is not enough for a meal, but it is very happy to watch.

Boiled in water is very beautiful, and it is also beautiful to make drunk shrimp in wine.

Accidentally found some eggs appeared under the aquatic plants on the shore. I don't know what the eggs were, like some bugs or snails, so he quietly covered the aquatic plants again.

Not far away, white smoke billows from the gray-black house. Which bachelor is that cooking?

"We'll be able to dig lotus roots in a few days, and when the time comes, I'll send some to them too." Qing Chuan thought like this.

Not long after the rainy season passed, Silence ushered in the harvest season.

The well-cared-for land gave them rich rewards, golden wheat, plump pods, and excellent growing vegetables.

The newcomers from the three households looked at the pods drying on the ground with satisfied smiles. This was the affirmation given by the land they depended on for survival and their labor.Because no tax was collected in the first year, these beans could all be kept. They counted one by one, their eyes narrowed into slits.

The beans are stored and will last until this time next year.

The growing woods by the lake also gave Qingchuan an unexpected surprise. The young saplings in the past three or four years have not yet produced fruit, or the fruit has been small and sour.But the 20-year-old tree is full of fruit.

At that time, Qingchuan did not choose varieties, and planted them very casually, and now these trees grow very casually.

These fruit trees are all here and there, and there are all kinds of them. They are not carefully cared for, and they are all rough and rough.

Although it is a newcomer and the environment here is not very good, as long as it can bear fruit, it is the greatest affirmation.

Qingchuan picked a batch of apples, oranges, grapefruits, pears and other scattered nuts one after another in two months.These were earth breeds he knew, and some native breeds he didn't know and now knew.

Because there are a lot of trees planted, there are too many to eat, and I even gave some to the three new residents.

The appearance of the fruit is not very good, but it tastes good, worthy of the excellent quality of the sapling.They are all small, about the size of an apple and an egg.

"Is it because there is no fertilization this year?" Qing Chuan guessed.

He doesn't know much about planting fruit trees, and seems to remember the need to cut off excess flowers and fruit, and to fertilize to increase nutrition.He didn't do all of this, and the fruit grew so shabby.

There are still some mature and immature on the tree, that is for the birds that spend the winter here.Small animals also like rotten fruits, that is, various insects. Insects are the basis of the food chain, even if they don't like them, they are still indispensable.

After a rainy season, the forest has expanded to several thousand acres. Although there are more dead saplings, it has almost cost Qingchuan hundreds of thousands of points.

But the bigger head is still on the vampire side, Qing Chuan doesn't understand why they need millions of points to build a school.

"I enjoy the feeling of spending money like dirt every day." Facing the reduced points, Qing Chuan felt a little complicated, and in the end he simply ignored it.

The pine tree in front of the house has finally become a bird's world, with no fewer than ten households living in it. They eat insects, small fish, and fruits from the forest in the field.He also cleverly learned to look for leftover seeds and food from the kitchen with the window open.

Qingchuan didn't dare to pass under the tree now, because there might be bird droppings falling down.

"You should learn to respect our boss." Owls who sometimes come out to play warn them like this.

But it's useless, birds are guts, they can't control it.

And the birds are not afraid of people at all, they chirp non-stop every day.

But he doesn't dislike these creatures at all, they are the bright colors between heaven and earth, if he can't wake up to the sound of birds chirping one morning, he will be a little at a loss, as if there is something missing in this day.

In addition to the trees, there are also some water birds gathered on the bank of the pond. They are used to nesting on the bank. Occasionally he will find their nests with eggs lying in them.

By this time next year, more chicks may be born and they will fill this once lonely sky.

After the fall, we start to prepare for the winter. The food must be dried thoroughly, and then stored in the warehouse. This is the food that will last until the next autumn, and must be well preserved.Those fresh vegetables that are not easy to preserve are made into dried vegetables and pickled vegetables, because even if the winter is not too cold, there are only a few kinds of vegetables that can be grown.

The temperature here is not bad, even in winter it will not be particularly cold, Qingchuan prepared some wood for the fire in winter, and he also prepared some for the only three residents, as well as their winter clothes.

Of course, they are all leased and will have to be repaid in the future.

The fruit trees in the forest are smeared with lime powder to prevent moths, and then "winter clothes" are put on them with hemp rope. Qingchuan has done it very carefully. These trees are not easy to survive, and the loss of any one makes people feel distressed.

There are also pullets and roosters in the chicken coop, which also need to be kept warm.Qingchuan smeared the walls of the chicken coop with mud to cover all gaps for air leakage.Their nests have also been refilled with straw, which is fluffy and soft enough to keep warm.

The mother chicken is patrolling every corner with a group of newly hatched chicks this year. They like a warm home very much.The rooster doesn't care too much, it always looks very arrogant, with its head raised, and flies to the highest tree stump to stand every day.

Qing Chuan had thought about the fire pit as an artifact for the winter, but later he found it was useless.The winter here is not too cold, and it was not very cold in normal times before. The stove at home is enough.

Maybe because it is in the south and it is close to the sea, the change of cold and heat will not be so drastic.

The new residents of Sanhu used straw to make their beds, and Qingchuan gave them thick quilts and firewood, so they don’t have to worry too much in winter.This is much better than last year when I could only shrink under the eaves of other people's houses and wrap myself in clothes to sleep.

One of them was almost beaten to death for stealing matches from someone else's house because it was too cold in winter.Looking back now, it was like a nightmare, but luckily I woke up.

They all have enough food in their kitchens to last until next year, and because there is no tax, a single field grows enough beans to feed a bachelor, and there is still a lot left.Vegetables were also made into dried vegetables, and there were fruits and nuts presented by Qingchuan in the kitchen.

Get up from the warm bed every day, inspect your own land, and take a look at your own chickens. This day is many times better than when you were wandering.

Their hearts are completely settled.

Before autumn completely turned into winter, Qingchuan began to make pickles. At this time, it is windy, and it is also suitable for making bacon, sausage, cured chicken and duck.

Winter is the season when all kinds of cured meat and pickled vegetables appear. The strong and mellow aroma seems to be especially suitable for tasting in winter when food is scarce. The sour, salty, spicy, strong taste stimulates the spleen and stomach, and arouses people's appetite and vitality.

A winter without cured meat is not a perfect winter.

He propped up the cleaned chicken and duck with bamboo strips, painted them with soy sauce, and dried them in a cool and ventilated place.

Rows of cured chickens, ducks and sausages are hanging on the bamboo poles.There is also a bamboo raft, which is filled with split eels marinated in soy sauce and vinegar sauce, and sterilized with high-concentration white wine.

Steamed eel is delicious as an appetizer or fried with pork belly.

Making pickles is much more troublesome.

Chinese cabbage should be hung on bamboo poles for several days until the water evaporates and the stems and leaves become weak.Such green vegetables will not be too crisp and easy to break when making pickles.

Qing Chuan collected these wilted vegetables, washed them again, and drained them.

He chose a large porcelain jar, and put the drained greens into it layer by layer.In addition, a 'stepping' process is required to complete the pickling.

Qing Chuan had seen them stepping barefoot in the pickle vat before, a group of middle-aged men, sweating profusely, hey, hey, which made him stay away from this kind of food for a time.But later I learned that modern pickles are no longer trampled on bare feet, but are trampled on with special rubber shoes.

But Qingchuan is still used to only eating pickles made by himself.

At least he can be sure that he stepped on clean rubber shoes.

During this stepping process, the vegetable leaves become soft, the salt enters the vegetable leaves, the green vegetables lose excess water, and the snow-white vegetable stems turn brown-yellow, and the pickles are considered ready.This jar of sour-smelling pickles can be stored in a cool place for a long time, at least one winter.

Cured meat and pickled products are the answers given by simple farmers to face the withering of winter.

After the first light snowfall in winter, a thin layer covered the tiles, and what fell into the soil and water melted within a moment.The snow in the south is too small, not as majestic as in the north, and a little bit of Xiaojiabiyu.

But sitting in front of the warm fireplace and looking at the red plums blooming in the snow outside the glass window is still very interesting.

He was sitting on a vine rocking chair at the moment, covered with a thin cashmere blanket, smelling the fragrance of orange peels in the incense burner, leaning against the fireplace and reading a letter.The orange-red flame illuminated the original snow-white letter paper with the luster of the sun, just like the orange in his hand.

This letter came here from another continent far away, and it was delivered by a huge, half-dragon, half-bird creature who did not make a living by sending letters.

Now Weige is in another distant continent, in a still very backward orc tribe.His task is to develop the civilization of his tribe, which is not an easy task, the orcs have always been very stubborn.

Wei Ge is now a white wolf, Qing Chuan is a little curious about what he looks like as a white wolf.

"You can contact through the system at any time, no matter how bad you are, there are mirror demons, but you have to wait half a year to communicate once, and it takes a year to go back and forth. Does it make sense?" The system doesn't understand the sudden hypocrisy of creatures like humans.

"Of course it makes sense." Qing Chuan put away the letter, he stood up, and brought a roll of mulberry paper and a quill pen from the room, "It's like I can use other powers to keep warm, but I have to make a fire and lean on the fireplace to warm the fire, yes It's a zest for life."

"For such a long time, if you want to maintain the temperature of passionate love, you have to create a lot of romance and anticipation."

"Ah." The quill pen and mulberry paper are not easy to use, Qing Chuan frowned, and then gently stretched it, "In the future, there will be more people, and papermaking should be put on the agenda."

What Qingchuan sent over was not only affectionate letters, but also a bamboo tube of wine made by himself, which was small compared to the size of the messenger and did not affect its flight.

Longniao stayed here for one night, ate enough fresh meat, dried fruit, small fish, and even brought a bag, and then took off with satisfaction.

It is an animal with a relatively high level of danger, and it belongs to the fierce birds in Warcraft.During the few days when it was there, the chirping of the surrounding birds was quiet, but after it left, the chirping and chattering in front of the window sill continued.

And that little bird with a yellow beak like a meat ball pecked Qingchuan's window with its beak, so that the elf who spilled a bunch of small snacks from time to time would sprinkle some more.Qingchuan resumed the habit of spreading a handful of millet and pine nuts on the windowsill after getting up every day.

The days of being in contact with each other have been long, and the birds are not afraid of Qingchuan at all.Of course, it's not okay to get too close.

There will be a fierce owl warning them not to go near their boss.

When I opened the window, I suddenly saw a layer of snow that hadn't melted on the ground. Green straight stalks and leaves emerged from the white snow. I don't know what kind of plant it is, is it onion or garlic?Or another hardy plant that struggles to grow?

Qingchuan suddenly wanted to eat fried pork belly with garlic sprouts.

So he picked out a few garlic sprouts that didn't grow very well from the garlic pot in the corner, cut a slice of pork belly, and fried a bowl of garlic sprouts with pork belly.

Garlic sprouts have a garlic aroma, people who don't like it don't like it very much, and those who like it like it very much.Qingchuan likes it very much. Not only does he like fried garlic sprouts, he also likes to eat garlic pork ribs, but he has to rinse his mouth after eating and drink some lemon honey tea.

Then his thoughts suddenly turned to lemon honey tea.

Plant some lemon trees and tea trees next year, shall we?

Winter is not nothing to do, Qingchuan directed the paper figurines to continue to open up the riverbed, so that more water can be left in the rainy season next year.

Water is the source of life, and only with water can there be life.

On both sides of the expected lake, a space for planting trees is reserved.Plant roots can lock water, and forests are the key to water retention and the lungs of the world.After the forest is formed, the air seems to be much fresher.

The springs at the bottom of the lake are not big, and the lake can't be compared to the big lake a hundred years ago, but a few hundred acres is enough, enough to develop a small oasis.He will continue to look for other water sources to restore the vitality here little by little.

The enchantment he set up outside is not only to remind the tourists who enter that this place has an owner, but also uses the energy overflowing from this land to absorb the continuous fire energy and concentrate it together, and at the same time speed up the land. The land cools down.

The fire energy that has been burning for a hundred years... How powerful was the war back then?A hundred years later, it still has such a lingering prestige.

The residents of the three households don’t go out often in winter. Although it’s not cold outside, they can eat and drink at home. Why do they go outside to blow the cold wind?

They don't feel bored at all. They count the beans stored in their home every day, just like a dragon counting their gold coins. It is a very pleasant exercise.

When the saplings by the lake began to sprout new shoots, the air was still lingering with the lingering cold of winter, but the breath of spring was slowly approaching. The three of them were suddenly surprised to find that the outside world had changed again in just one winter.

The road outside has become very flat and wide. It is flattened with soil compactors, paved with flat stone slabs, and street trees are planted on both sides.Their home is on the side of the road, and within a hundred meters of walking out of the yard door is the stone road with a width of more than ten meters.

The stone road leads all the way to the lake. It is a straight avenue, which may be flatter and wider than the main road of the earldom where we stayed before.

Qingchuan positioned this area as a residential area. He planned to build a city similar to the ancient Chang'an City. Inside, there were neatly arranged squares. Each square had different functional plans, most of which were different. strata of residential areas.

Elsewhere the changes were equally drastic.

The lake should have entered the dry season in winter, but after one winter, it became wider.Before they knew it, Qing Chuan and Sui Jun transported a lot of water from afar from the sea, and now it is a small lake of a hundred acres.

Qingchuan plans to build this lake into a gourd shape. The small round lake is higher and is where the springs are located, and the big round lake is located downstream and has a larger area.

A stone bridge more than [-] meters long has been built at the narrowest point in the middle, and stone slabs more than two meters long connect the two sides.Because of the difference in terrain on both sides, when there is sufficient water, the water from the upstream rushes from the stone pier of the stone bridge to the downstream, forming a row of small white waterfalls, which look very beautiful.

Now the big round lake below has not been developed yet, but the small round lake above has almost taken shape.

The embankment of Xiaoyuan Lake has been rebuilt with stones, and the earth cement is used as the adhesive, surrounded by willows and mulberries, and there are other tripod-shaped stone pots, planting some strange flowers that are easy to grow and easy to burst Weeds.

The forest on the other side of the round lake was half-formed, and just as it smelled a little spring, the little birds had already moved in.

Not a single tree died in the woods this winter, thanks to the small trees.He also found many native shrubs and other plants that he did not grow himself.I think it was brought by the little bird, at this time last year.

The seeds they eat are excreted without digestion, where they take root and sprout.

On the bank near the house in Qingchuan, a 60-[-]-year-old banyan tree was newly planted. Because the branches and leaves have been pruned, it now looks like a poor tree suffering from alopecia. I hope it can take root and survive smoothly.

Then it grows bigger and bigger, attracting more birds and other small animals to settle down.

On a certain day, a child will write in the diary requested by the teacher: the big banyan tree near our house.

Qingchuan plans to build a park by the lake in the future, but it hasn't started yet, just reserve enough area.

"Lord Lord." After a winter's recuperation, the skinny trio finally gained some flesh, and their skin became much fairer. They shaved their beards, trimmed their hair, and straightened their backs. They looked good and looked refreshed. At least ten years younger.

Qingchuan doesn't have the rule of kneeling when they meet people, but out of respect or other gratitude, they will always bow at a standard ninety degrees when they see Qingchuan.

At this time, Qing Chuan was standing by the lake to observe the small insects on the shore.

A hibernating snail is slowly crawling out from a crevice in the stone, carefully sticking out its tentacles.Animals sense the arrival of spring faster than humans.He even saw frogs leaping across the lotus leaves.

The three of them waited there quietly, even their breathing slowed down.

After a few seconds, he nodded to the three and asked them, "How is winter going?"

When the three of them heard that Qingchuan cared about them, their voices trembled with excitement, "Thank you Lord Lord for your concern. We have a good life. We are not cold at all, and our hands and feet are not cracked or rotten. The food is completely enough. I have gained a lot of weight. Clothes I almost couldn't wear it anymore."

Qing Chuan looked at their thin clothes and shoes with exposed toes, and really didn't know how to define what they said 'good', maybe they can survive now, and they can survive in the future, that's 'good'.

"There will be more fish this year. You can use small nets and fishing rods. One fish per person per day is within the free quota."

The three were overjoyed.Outside, everything on the lord's land, whether it grows on the ground, swims in the water or flies in the sky, belongs to the lord. If the lord wants to take it, he has to pay taxes, and it is a high tax.Even a dead branch.

But Qingchuan gave them a free quota, which was enough for them to use, and even meat such as fish was within the free quota.

"Thank you, Lord Lord." They were excited for a long time, and there were thousands of words in their hearts, but they were all blocked in their hearts. In the end, they could only say thank you, and they felt that they were worthless.

"It should be, it is my responsibility to let you have a good life."

"Leader, Lord Lord, I have a few people I know who have nowhere to go like me. Can I bring them here? They are all honest people. The village where they lived before was occupied by robbers. The Lord didn't care, so he just came out. Wandering. There is also a craftsman among them. Although he has bad legs and feet, he is very good at making furniture."

When Qing Chuan heard that there was a craftsman, he nodded.

"Of course, but the land outside is not suitable for walking now. You can go outside in the rainy season." After thinking about it, Qingchuan added, "When the new citizens arrive, I will have an extra gift as a gift for you A reward from my heart. This is my territory, and it will also be your hometown."

The three of them didn't expect that they would be rewarded, and when they heard the reassuring words of "your hometown", they didn't know how to speak, they could only bow with red eyes.

"We have a hometown again, and we have a belonging!"