Hu Zhuo followed Cheng Yang all the way, and the two returned to the tribe. He watched Cheng Yang squatting down, gesticulating on the ground with a branch, and soon a pattern appeared on the ground.

what is this?

Hu Zhuo looked at the object that Cheng Yang had just drawn, with doubts on his face. In his opinion, the thing painted on the ground was too strange. It could neither stab people like a wooden fork, nor could it be shot like a bow and arrow. .

What is this, it doesn't look like a weapon?

Cheng Yang beckoned to Hu Zhuo and asked him to come closer. He pointed to the picture on the ground and tried hard to explain it to Hu Zhuo, because this picture was drawn on the ground with tree branches, which can be said to be quite abstract. Hu Zhuo understood the construction better, so he could only gesture with him very seriously.

The diagram drawn by Cheng Yang is exactly the structure diagram of Quyuanli.

From the mouths of Yan and several clan elders, he can judge that although the tribes in the south currently grow millet, they basically grow on their own, and there are not too many cultivation methods. It can be seen that agricultural planting is still at a stage Very primitive stage.

If he can provide more advanced planting methods that can increase yields, then it seems that it is not difficult to exchange for some millet seeds.

The reason why those southern tribes value millet seeds so important is because they are extremely rare and precious, and he has a way to increase production.

If more food can be produced from less land, then it will not be a loss for the tribes in the south, and it can even be said to be a big deal.

However, it is a little troublesome to operate it. For example, at this moment, the Quyuanli he wants to get is actually an agricultural tool.

This tool has existed for a long time in the time and space known to Cheng Yang and has not been eliminated, which shows that it is superior in agricultural planting, but this does not mean that it is completely in line with the current time and space.

After all, compared with the environment Cheng Yang was familiar with, they lacked a lot of things now.

For the development of agriculture, farming cattle are extremely important, but now let alone farming cattle, it is rare to see even a bison, and farming is entirely done by manpower.

So even with this Quyuanli, it still takes a lot of effort.In addition to this, there are many components on Quyuanli that are made of iron, but now there is no shadow of iron ore.

So although Cheng Yang was able to sell Quyuanli to those southern tribes, he couldn't make this tool play a great role.

But it doesn't matter, because besides this Quyuanli, there are other things that can be popularized.

In order to increase the yield of crops, it is very important to raise land reasonably, fertilize, and resist drought.

Although Cheng Yang doesn't know much about agriculture, the wisdom of his predecessors can be used for reference.

Cheng Yang discovered that whether it is the north or the south, it is not the same as what he thought at first. The so-called north-south division is only relative to this dense forest.

This means that the geographical features of the southern part of the dense forest are not much different from those of the northern part, and it is also a typical northern feature.

The Daitian method is a farming system that is very suitable for dry areas. If this method is transported to the north and south, the feasibility is very large.

It took a lot of effort to let Hu Zhuo understand what kind of object he wanted.

He looked at Hu Zhuo with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked him uncertainly, do you really understand?If you don't understand, I can say it again.

Hu Zhuo hesitated a little, and nodded slowly, "It should... be understood."

Hearing his answer, Cheng Yang just wanted to sigh, feeling very unreliable, but before he could say it again, someone called him away.

But this time it was a surprise.

Cheng Yang looked at a bunch of fluffy chicks, and the irritability he had when teaching Hu Zhuo before finally calmed down.

Ah, his poultry business can finally open.

Because the weather is warm now, Cheng Yang has already started to move the two pheasant nests outside his tent, so he was so pleasantly surprised at this moment.

Unprepared, seeing a group of cute plush chicks appearing in front of him, Cheng Yang immediately became nervous after being pleasantly surprised.

He remembered that he kept that wild hen in a cage, why all these little chickens have come out now, if the raptors in the sky saw it and took it away, he would feel so sorry.

Immediately, Cheng Yang stopped discussing Qu Yuanli's structure with Hu Zhuo, and ran forward nervously, carefully carrying these little chickens into his arms.

He had to make a nest for them quickly.

Seeing Cheng Yang who had run away without a trace, Hu Zhuo scratched his head a little helplessly, was that a bird just now?

No one in the tribe has been hunting recently, so why are there so many cubs all of a sudden?

The people in the tribe are no strangers to bird cubs now. After all, they also saw Cheng Yang raise the two chicks with their own eyes. It's just that in this short period of time, they still can't imagine that the two chicks not only grow up, but also grow up now. Breeding cubs.

Like a gust of wind, Cheng Yang rushed past the tribe with a litter of chickens in his arms, and returned to his tent, leaving the tribe stunned.

"Look, what is Cheng Yang holding in his arms?"

"Looks like a chick?"

"Where did he get so many chicks?"

"If it weren't for the fact that the tribe is busy recently, I would also like to catch a few chicks..."

The people of the Jiuli tribe looked at the chicks in Cheng Yang's arms with envious eyes. At first, they saw that Cheng Yang had brought two chicks back to raise, but they didn't understand, but after the winter, the two chicks It is so fat that they can't help but stop and watch when they see it.

Really want to kill them stew soup!

Since they drank turtle soup, they have spontaneously embarked on the road of developing stewed soup with various ingredients.

No matter what creatures they see, their first reaction is to grab the stew!

Hiss, now they look at those two pheasants with shiny fur, their eyes are getting hotter and hotter. If Cheng Yang hadn't been kept in a cage, they might be put into a basket by the greedy clansmen for stewing one day.

This is naturally impossible. Seeing their eyes getting more and more dangerous, Cheng Yang came forward to warn them many times. This is related to the poultry industry of their tribe. If someone's greedy food ruins it, it will really make people depressed.

After Cheng Yang protected the little chicken and returned to his tent, he saw the hen running out of the cage!

The key is that it doesn't hide when Cheng Yang comes back, but looks arrogant and arrogant, just like a big domestic rooster.

The corners of Cheng Yang's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that he was too kind to him, but he ran in front of him to show off his might, and he didn't even like his own child.

Cheng Yang pushed the little chicks to the side of the hen, while he went to empty the chicken coop.

The feathers on the wings of these two pheasants were cut by him, and they were locked up and raised by him since they were young, so they will not fly around. But if their nature awakens again and they fly away, then he The hard work of feeding is not in vain.

It is still necessary to make this chicken coop stronger to be at ease.

Because this wild hen was a bit unreliable, Cheng Yang had to prepare new coops for these little chickens, but his mood couldn't stop rising, and he was very happy.

The successful hatching of these chicks shows that his breeding business is still feasible, which greatly boosted his confidence.

Although Cheng Yang knew a lot of theoretical knowledge, looking at the pheasant, which was nothing like the chicken in his memory, he really didn't have much confidence, and the success of domestication gave him a little restlessness calm.

He glanced at the wild hen flapping its wings and tossing the chicks at the end of his eyes. He felt that it was not completely useless, at least it successfully hatched New Hope. Cheng Yang decided not to slaughter for the time being in order to reward this pair of meritorious pheasants. They are stewed.

Hey, he really wants to drink chicken soup.

In order to make up for his appetite, Cheng Yang felt that if these two pheasants didn't hatch more chicks for him, it would be a shame for his good intentions.

Alas, these few chicks are still too few, not enough to see at all, it seems that they should be allowed to hatch more chicks.

Cheng Yang comforted himself silently in his heart. It's okay. There will be more pheasants in the tribe next year. By next year, they will probably have a farm.

Perhaps he should steal some wild eggs from the woods?Cheng Yang glanced at the two stupid chickens who were still acting stupid, thinking that they should not be able to find out that there were counterfeit products mixed in.

Besides this incident, there was another piece of news that made Cheng Yang happy.

Gu Gu and the others finally weaved a sack!

That means he can shed the goats in the pen!

Cheng Yang now walks with wind, and a series of good things happen, which really makes people feel particularly comfortable.

Those goats had already started moulting, and Cheng Yang didn't dare to delay any longer. After all, every day of delay would result in an extra fluff being wasted. To Cheng Yang, this was simply intolerable.

He took out the wooden comb he was about to return, picked up the sack and went straight to the sheep pen.

What the tribe caught were goats. Their hair was hard and thick, and they couldn't be used without nitration. At present, Cheng Yang didn't have the materials to nitrate the wool, but their fluff was different.

Cashmere is unique to goats. Not only is it very soft, it will fall off automatically. As long as you make full use of them, it is definitely a good thermal insulation material.

Cheng Yang looked at the goats in the sheepfold with loving eyes, each one was really precious, compared with them, the pheasants that Cheng Yang valued before all stood aside, there was no comparison at all.

After all, these goats may be the last in the north.

He gently combed the goat's hair with a wooden comb, and a lot of cashmere fell off with each stroke, which was firmly caught by him with a sack.

However, compared with the rough hair on their bodies, the cashmere is really quite small, and a dozen goats can only comb a sack of cashmere.

Cheng Yang weighed the sack in his hand, feeling a little disappointed, wondering if so much cashmere could be used to weave three sweaters?

He turned his head to look at the goats bleating and grazing, and his eyes swept over them. It would be great if the cashmere could have as much as these rough hairs.

Hmm, maybe he should try to develop those rough wools?

Cheng Yang's eyes were thoughtful, and he felt that it was not impossible, but how to deal with the nitrification problem?

The author has something to say: Ah, I can’t believe it myself, I actually got the second update today~

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