I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

Corn is wet when it is first harvested, and it must be dried in the sun before it can be stored for a long time. The sun in this summer is good, and it is not a problem to dry it for a few days.

And the stone mills in the tribe have been prepared long ago. In the anticipation of everyone, the stone mills have been arranged long ago. Although they don't have mules now, there is no shortage of strong men. The stone mills prepared in the tribe are almost There was no rest, Cheng Yang arranged for the clansmen to work alternately, and deal with the corn as soon as possible.

In just a few days, a batch of millet was shelled into millet, and Cheng Yang was finally able to drink the millet porridge that he had been thinking about for a long time.

The rice soup was boiled into rice oil, and after drinking it, his stomach was warm, and Cheng Yang let out a sigh of comfort.

Compared with him, the people of the Jiuli tribe seem to be relatively plain. Although the corn soup tastes good, it is still not as good as the broth in their eyes. In their opinion, the broth is so fragrant, how delicious it is to drink It's called taste, but this can also fill their stomachs, so they naturally don't dislike it.

Even compared to broth, this rice soup is easier to come by. Farming is indeed hard work, but at least you don’t have to risk your life. Thinking about it this way, those delicious broths are really hard-won, almost from hunting teams. The clansmen risked their lives in exchange for it.

No matter what Cheng Yang said, when the scale of the farms in the tribe expands, they can also live a life of eating meat without hunting. Thinking about it, it feels like a dream. How could such a good thing happen?

Many people didn't take Cheng Yang's words seriously, but they still had a little bit of expectation in their hearts. Seeing that the days would get better and better, they were more hopeful.

Cheng Yang saw that the people of the tribe had a mediocre reaction to this rice soup, so he thought about it. After all, so much corn in the tribe was obtained by the people's hard work. How could they have such a mediocre reaction? You must like it.

So I found a relatively free day, and immediately arranged for the tribe to directly grind the corn into millet flour.

The people of the Jiuli tribe used to use stone mills to shell the corn. In this way, the grains inside can be used as food, and the millet shells are not wasted. They can be ground and then mixed with water for the tribe. The goats in the house are eaten, and there is no waste.

And Cheng Yang is now asking the tribe to grind the corn that has been ground finer, so that he can make some pasta for the tribe.

As soon as he said it, Cheng Yang immediately organized his people to do it. Hearing that it was to be eaten, the people in the clan were very interested, and there were many people who were willing to help. The millet noodles he wanted were quickly arranged, and This time, Cheng Yang planned to ask the clansmen to make some pasta such as dumplings.

In fact, noodles are also good, but it takes a lot of effort, but it is not as experienced as the former. After several considerations, Cheng Yang decided to take out the famous snacks buns and dumplings that he had grown before, which are almost becoming their country. It's a symbol, how can it not benefit the people of Ze tribe.

But because there is no baking powder, he uses the most primitive method to ferment. After mixing rice flour and water, put it in a pottery bowl, cover it with a piece of sackcloth, and then put it in a place with a better temperature for a period of time. Over time, it can ferment by itself. He got this method accidentally, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

However, this kind of fermentation method is definitely not as good as the effect of baking powder. The softness of Cheng Yang's final steamed buns is not as soft as the one in memory. It tastes a bit hard, but even so, it is still well received by the people of the clan. .

They didn't react to millet porridge before, but they didn't expect that when they ate steamed buns and dumplings, they almost robbed them. Cheng Yang brought a lot of people to dump them, and they quickly entered the stomachs of the clansmen. They didn't expect these guys to yell It's not enough, Cheng Yang is very satisfied with his enthusiastic attitude.

As long as they like it, they will be more concerned about corn in the future, so that the tribe can harvest more food.

But there are no more dumplings and steamed buns, and it took him a long time to make these. Who would have thought that they tasted so good that they didn't even remember to save a few more for him. If you want to eat, let Fenglei do it, he is not willing to serve.

Now Fenglei has become the one that has a headache, being pestered by so many people all day long, he has no chance to survive for a moment, without Cheng Yang watching, why does Fenglei enjoy the process?

Hey, I don't understand, he should continue to develop his great career.

The wild horses in the pasture are very familiar with him now. Under the temptation of him with the fruit, the foals are simply allowed to be touched by him. Sometimes the adult wild horses will turn a blind eye and close their eyes, letting Cheng Yang feel uneasy He touched their bodies with separate hands, which made him more courageous.

Cheng Yang has already prepared a stable for these wild horses in the tribe. Although he has not been able to bring them back to the tribe, everything has been arranged. The stable is covered with clean grass. It has become very soft and smells like the sun, so it must be very comfortable to sleep on.

Cheng Yang felt that since these wild horses were already familiar with him, it shouldn't be difficult to bring them back. After all, he had arranged a place for them to live in. The stables had a roof, so they couldn't get wet when it rained, and they were dry. Isn't pasture more pleasant than the wet outdoors?

Even these wild horses don't need to be locked in the sheepfold all day like goats. They can go to the pasture freely and play at any time. They just help them transport things when Cheng Yang has arrangements. Cheng Yang thinks this is very fair.

He provides them with a comfortable environment and asks them to help with transportation. This is an exchange of equal value, which is very fair. These things should not be difficult for Mustang.

So a new round of abduction began. After successfully coaxing the foals back to the tribe, Cheng Yang aimed at the wild horses that appeared, and tried his best to bring them home all day long.

And the originally rebellious wild horses gradually softened under his sugar-coated shells, and sometimes one or two were really coaxed back by him, and there were two, especially the ones Cheng Yang prepared for them. The residence is so comfortable, soon more and more wild horses are willing to go home with him, and everything is developing according to Cheng Yang's plan.

What he thought of at first was this way of boiling frogs in warm water. After these wild horses got used to his presence, they would let him approach, and finally he successfully brought them back to the tribe.

But it’s not enough just to bring the wild horses back. He has to find a group of riders in advance. That’s why he let those young boys follow Meng. They often follow Meng, and the wild horses gradually become familiar with them. Breath, naturally will not repel it.

In fact, these teenagers are not the only candidates for the riders. On the one hand, they are arranged because they have less work to do every day, so they will naturally have more free time; It can make Mustang gradually let go of his defenses.

Cheng Yang tried to climb on the horse's back, but he was thrown off mercilessly by those wild horses. If it wasn't for this period of time, they would have been quite familiar with Cheng Yang, and they would probably attack him with their hind legs.

Seeing that he hadn't been attacked, Cheng Yang showed a triumphant expression on his face, but continued to climb up those horses with a shameless face. Although he was thrown off again, Cheng Yang didn't stop there, but repeated it again and again. He challenged this task constantly, and he didn't insist on catching a wild horse, but kept changing objects to climb the horse.

With such persistence and persistence, he quickly climbed all these wild horses. Although he didn't climb up, it took a lot of his energy and made him very tired. He sat down and rested for a while, and continued his climbing. great cause.

Cheng Yang wanted to train these wild horses into mounts, so they had to get used to the feeling of being on horseback, and at this time there was no saddle, so it was quite difficult for people to sit on horseback, let alone ride a horse Walking is even more difficult. In order to adapt to this state, he has to practice the feeling of riding a horse in advance.

Although they have been thrown off by wild horses many times, they have obviously adapted to his existence now. Some of them have a milder temper, and they don't even drive him away directly, but let him stay on them for a while, which makes Cheng Yang excited endlessly.

Seeing that he was getting closer to his goal, Cheng Yang was in a good mood. When those wild horses fully adapted to him, he even called the tribe members to carry out his previous experiment. It is relatively small, so as to prevent the Mustang from being nervous and frightened.

I have to say that Cheng Yang's method is really effective, but he discovered another problem, not to mention the saddle, he doesn't even have stirrups now, and he really depends on climbing on the horse if he wants to get on the horse, not to mention how much the climbing horse is. It took time, and the wild horse shouldn't be uncomfortable being climbed like this. Cheng Yang remembered that once, a docile mare squatted down by itself to let him climb up.

At first he thought that the horse was conquered by him, but later he found out with mixed feelings that it was because the wild horse regarded him as a cub, probably treating him as a child.

In any case, getting on a horse is a difficult job, and you have to find a way to solve it. The key is that he has never ridden a horse before, so he doesn't know how to make a stirrup at this moment, but it doesn't matter, although he doesn't know how to stirrup , but he also thought of other ways.

Cheng Yang asked a carpenter to build a small folding stool. A rope was tied to the stool, so that the folding stool could be opened and stepped on a horse, while the other end of the rope was held in one’s hand, and the stool could be pulled when the horse was mounted. Get up and fold it on your back.

It is indeed more troublesome, but this is the last solution at present. Mustang's attitude towards them can only be regarded as barely acceptable. If he really made a stirrup and put it on the horse's back, I don't know if they can adapt.

Take your time, anyway, what he wants now is a means of transportation. He needs to transport the coal mines near the Kunhu tribe back as soon as possible. For the current problem, Cheng Yang said that this is not a problem and it is completely acceptable.

In this way, Cheng Yang took the small folding stool every day and practiced riding with a group of selected tribesmen. After a period of time, the effect was obvious. At least they would not be unable to get on the horse for a long time like at the beginning. Now they can sometimes ride on horses. For a while, of course, this was only possible under the lure of Guo Guo.

After practicing for a while, Cheng Yang felt that the time was almost up.