Waste Strong Foundation

From Yanchi to Qi's settlement, it will take at least two days to return the same way.

Players drove the beasts as they walked, and when they were tired, they jumped into the carriage to save the progress of the mission and then went offline.

……

The yellow-brown earthen city wall is close in front of you, the man-made moat is shimmering, and two strings of jade silkworm necklaces float down the river.

Fei Mingqiu bent down and stretched out his hand to stop it, raised his eyes to look at the jade silkworm to the sunlight, but saw a sharp scratch on the surface.

This seems to be something from Salt Pond.

The lines of the jade silkworm are very full and transparent, he has seen similar patterns on the bodies of the old priest and Mrs. Xiong.

Fei Mingqiu: "Alpha, take them into the city. I'll go upstream and have a look."

The vegetation outside the city was lush, and many rabbit holes and field mouse holes were found, but no suspicious footprints were found.

He walked around the southeast corner of the city wall, and was about to go back, when he suddenly saw a figure flying across the creek and into the forest.

who? !

Fei Mingqiu looked up at the patrolling players standing on the tower. When he hesitated, he saw Shang Yuan following him and smiled briefly.

The creek flowing out of the mountain was chiseled by the player to divert water for irrigation, and the two banks are full of exposed yellow mud and rocks.

But there were more than a dozen familiar faces lying in a pool of blood.

The middle-aged woman with slender limbs should be Nuwa from Yanchi, her eyes widened in horror, and there were two bloody holes in her ribs.

Xiong Tai remained in a beastly state, his face was covered with black hair, and his two sharp fangs were broken off by something and thrown aside.

Shang Yuan broke off a germinated branch and checked the wounds of these corpses. "The people who killed them used long knives."

Fei Mingqiu looked solemn: "I seem to have seen him just now... He is tall, wearing a bamboo hat, and has long hair."

"Bamboo hat? Long hair?"

"That's right—no, this is the early years of the Xia Dynasty, and it's the Henan Plain. Where did the bamboo hat come from?"

Shang Yuan poked the wound on Xiong Tai's abdomen with a branch, "It's fatal. It won't be a bronze knife. The level of craftsmanship is far from enough."

Fei Mingqiu recalled the level of bronze forging in the Xia and Shang Dynasties mentioned in the book, nodded and said: "That's even more strange. Mrs. Xiong and the others may want to take revenge on the Qi family, so they took the escaped clansmen and took a detour here. But who would know their whereabouts in advance."

"I just met, met on a narrow road, and then killed it." Shang Yuan's tone was cold, "Or some kind of monster."

"That's right." Fei Mingqiu wanted to say something, but a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Lying in the grass is half a tiger talisman made of pure gold. The tiger is lying on its back with its claws closed, and the carved lines are quite thick.

On the back of the Tiger Talisman are engraved inscribed characters "Da Tang Chuzhou" and "Kunlun Ship" in official script.

It's a pity that the rest of the small characters are obliterated, and the lack of special equipment makes it impossible to read for a while.

……

Thirty mu of farmland is like a golden grid of 30 yuan, with mature millet hanging between the green millet seedlings.

It's just that the growth is a bit sparse, and the harvest of one plant can be called poor, which is not the same as the fine seeds cultivated by modern seed companies.

Last night, the strong wind passed through the country, and large tracts of millet were lying on the farmland waiting to be harvested.

Every time the player bends down and swings the knife, it will startle many birds and wild rabbits that steal food.

The slaves who stayed behind in the settlement washed the square clean, waited for the players to bring bundles of millet, and rubbed their hands up and down to let the seeds fall.

The shriveled yellow rice is exposed to the sun and becomes very fluffy at night. After three days of drying, it can be stored in the cellar.

Players don't need to eat, but they are keen to come up with ideas. Some say to crush them to make millet cakes, and some say to mix them with water to make rice wine——

In the end it was Fei Mingqiu who made up his mind: cook the porridge honestly.

Millet is a coarse grain and difficult to digest, but for the ancestors living in this era, a bowl of thick porridge is the most precious thing.

Brewing wine is too much of a waste of food, and we will wait until polyploid rice and wheat are successfully grown in the future.

Ma Binghe looked at the players chopping wood and making fire with a smile, "These kids, who said they can't suffer, it's just that it's not necessary."

Xiao Shi, who accompanied the boss to "inspect": "Hey, it's all because the country is getting better and better. But we are definitely not as hard-working as your generation."

"Each generation has the hardships of each generation. It's different. When I was carrying manure and sheep in Inner Mongolia, I thought about building the motherland and doing something. How can you be so anxious like you are now? Hey, the country pays a big price. All the Ph.Ds trained have gone to Shenzhen to be primary school teachers." Ma Binghe sighed, walked slowly to the central altar, and asked the players next to him: "Student, what are you doing?"

It was Fan Pingting who was named, she knew Ma Binghe, she was startled, and said quickly:

"Good evening, Ma Gong! There is no task, just watch their NPC repair the house."

"Yo, you know me. Xiao Shi, what do you say to Brother Shen when you go back now? I'm still not used to it."

"My tutor is Xia Jingcheng, and I often recommend us to study your writings, especially your graduation thesis, during reading clubs."

"Haha, it's Lao Xia's student, it's pretty good." Ma Binghe's eyes flickered, and he let out a snort, "You're holding a tiger talisman?"

Fan Pingting showed the Tiger Talisman to Ma Binghe, "NPC Fei Mingqiu gave it to me just now. I was one of the first players to participate in the closed beta. At that time, the class made a fuss about cultural common sense. Er, it might be judged by the official as some hidden The opener of the branch line."

Ma Binghe's doctoral dissertation is about the cultural history of Jiangnan in the middle and late Tang Dynasty.

He just glanced at it, then threw the tiger charm back to Fan Pingting.

Xiao Shi: "What did Mr. Ma see? "Trash" has a prehistoric background, where did the tiger charm come from. There is something wrong."

Ma Binghe rubbed his chin, "Yes. This tiger amulet is from the Tang Dynasty. I seem to have seen similar ones in some auction collection. This 'Kunlun Ship' is what Tang people used to call Southeast Asian merchant ships 'Kunlun Ship' at that time." , Chuzhou, which is the Huai'an area now."

"So it's an antique from the Tang Dynasty?"

Seeing someone coming, Ma Binghe recalled the past, and taught him a lesson: "What an antique! It hasn't been buried in the soil, it's new!"

Fei Mingqiu was also polite, and quickly took away the Golden Tiger Talisman, "Since it's new, how could it be from the Tang Dynasty?"

"Hey, this Enpixi! I said that he must be controlled by officials often in his body, otherwise he wouldn't be such an arrogant temper!"

Xiao Shi: "Yes, yes, Mr. Ma, don't be angry, holographic games, NPCs just follow the plot."

"Save it for shopping, I'm going to Suzhou for a business trip soon, and I may be in charge of scheduling the newly registered Derivative Culture website there."

……

Fei Mingqiu put away the two jade silkworms and half a tiger talisman, and Shang Yuan pushed the door in and told him that the basic movement function of the mobile home had been repaired.

This is really the best news in days.

Yesterday, he was worried about how to include the salt pond in the map range where players could move freely, so as to establish a wider player base.

In this way, the two cities can be opened up, one is responsible for agriculture and handicrafts, and the other is responsible for iron smelting and salt production.

At this time, there are 8 days left before the mission countdown ends.

The two went back and forth between the salt pond and the settlement, leading the players and newly recruited slaves to clear a fairly flat path.

The salt production in the salt pond has no technology at all, and most of the precipitated salt crystals are dark yellow in color and taste strangely bitter.

So Fei Mingqiu improved the method, rebuilding the salt storage tank and adding multiple steps of sifting ash and water to improve the purity of the salt.

The slaves in Yanchi have been engaged in salt drying for generations, and it is easy to get started, but personal hygiene is not well taken care of.

The salt they eat is purified by a small household cooking machine in the kitchen of the mobile home, and the finished product is crystal white like snow.

In addition, there is a bronze mine that Qi's mining by brute force has been put on hold for the time being.

Fei Mingqiu considered the situation of "making enemies on all sides" in the future, and felt that it was necessary to increase the player's force, and weapons were the top priority.

Mining alone is definitely not enough, and the things that need to be prepared for smelting cannot be completed for a while, so they can only be stuffed into daily tasks to speed up the progress.

The mission settlement was delayed, but Brother Lianshan waited for him.

The merchants kept silent about the death of Xiong Tai and the others, and only promised to find the rice and wheat described by Fei Mingqiu next time.

until day 60.

The progress bar is stuck at 99%.

Fei Mingqiu had a premonition, he only drank two cups of hot water that day, locked the door in the afternoon, sat on the floor and waited for the countdown to reset to zero.

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