From eschatological to primitive

Wu came over to see what the tomatoes looked like, and then told Huang Jue to leave.

At this time, I heard that ice-making things can be made from muddy water. I was shocked and curious at the same time. After seeing the tomatoes, I thought

Anyway, there is nothing to do when I go back, so I just stay here and watch what Huang Jue does.

Huang Jue thought well. He watched the sewage settle down here, so he asked the slave to pour the relatively clean water from the above into the stone pot, and let the slave watch it boil.

But just now, he bluffed too much in front of Wu, saying that he did everything by himself, without the help of slaves, but who would have expected that Wu would not leave and wanted to keep an eye on him!

Huang Jue,... I really want to beat my former self to death!

Seeing that the muddy water was almost settled, Huang Jue took a breath, walked over and put his arms around the stone jar,

A hug, no hug;

Hold it again, the stone jar stands firmly on the ground without shaking;

Three hugs,...

Facing Wu's disgusted eyes, Huang Jue's face flushed red - too much force, holding back.

"Okay, you rest on the side, let me come." Wu stepped forward.

Looking at Wu's skinny and old body, Huang Jue stopped him worriedly, "No, how can I let you do it, let the slaves come."

Wu glared at him, "How can a slave be allowed to do what the God of the Earth told him? This is disrespect to the God of the Earth!"

Huang Jue groaned in his heart, you won't be able to hold her after a while, don't you have to do what I said... Wait!

Huang Jue's eyeballs almost fell out of surprise as Wu easily picked up the half-human-high stone jar.

Looking at Wu's skinny arm, which was almost skinny, and then at his own white, tender and elastic arm, Huang Jue had a look of lovelessness.

I know that my body is relatively weak now, but I didn't expect to be so weak!It doesn't matter if you can't compare to the warriors in the tribe, but you can't even compare to Nuo's older witch! !

What a shame for him!

Wu was amused by the expression on Huang Jue's face, "Okay, don't be unhappy. If I hadn't taken Wu's position back then, I would have been a powerful warrior in the tribe! How can your body compare to mine. Tell me, put Where is the water in here?"

However, Huang Jue was not comforted. No matter what he said, it couldn't change the fact that he was not as good as an old man.Feeling a little depressed, he pointed to the stone pot that had been prepared a long time ago, "Pour it in here."

The stone pot is usually used for cooking meat, and the water in the jar is filled in, just enough to fill it up.

Huang Jue had sent his slaves to the firepit to fetch kindling and smothered it under the pot. At this time, he pushed aside the firewood that was covering it and blew lightly on it a few times. The flames as big as beans gradually ignited.

"Wu, you have to wait until the water here is boiled dry before you can get the saltpeter. You'll be exposed to the sun waiting here, why don't you go back first, and I'll send it to you when the saltpeter is produced, so you can have a look." Jue sincerely persuaded.

Hurry up and leave, when the witch is gone, he will be able to take a rest!

Anyway, finally sent Wu away, Huang Jue heaved a sigh of relief, and called the two slaves, "You guys watch the fire here, don't let the fire go out... don't get so close, just watch it in the shade, it's time to add firewood Just go over and add some, and when the ice is made, I will share some with you.”

The two slaves nodded flattered, "Master, don't worry, we will keep an eye on the fire."

Huang Jue had nothing to worry about. The two slaves had long been frightened by the original owner, and they did whatever they asked them to do. They were absolutely serious and dedicated.

Back in his room, feeling the heat like a steamer, Huang Jue sighed deeply, there are too many things to change, so let's take it easy.

After wiping off his sweat, he sat down on the animal skin mattress, took out a book on agriculture from the space and looked at it—fortunately, he relied on his relatively large space in the last days, and he had a relatively complete collection of things, and various practical books. There are basically some data.

Huang Jue is a native of the city. His parents don't even know chickens, ducks and geese in order to prevent him from discriminating between grains. Every summer vacation, they take him to the farmhouse, and occasionally work in the fields to experience the feeling of farming—but It's just an experience, and there is no technical content in the whole process. When transplanting rice seedlings, the owner divides the land, and he only needs to check the seedlings according to a certain distance.

So he doesn't know anything about farming, but he is still slightly stronger than primitive people who don't have any concept of farming.

Life in this world is nothing more than food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

If he wants to improve his standard of living and improve his quality of life, he must start from these four aspects.

The first is to eat.

There is no shortage of meat in the tribe. Even because the meat is not easy to preserve, the hunting team only goes out once every two or three days.But vegetables and so on are very limited.

There are several kinds of wild vegetables that tribal people often eat, one is called bitter vegetable, which is similar to Ququ vegetable, except that the leaves are wider, thicker and longer. Similarly, the taste is more bitter, and the young people in the tribe do not like to eat it.

There is also a kind of round vegetables, which are actually broom vegetables. They are scalded with boiling water and taste good when mixed with salt. They are most popular among the tribe.

The other kind is called big leafy vegetables, each leaf is half a meter long, with strong veins, tastes bland, and the old big leafy vegetables still make your throat worse when you eat them.

Huang Jue's appetite for nourishment in this world naturally doesn't look down on these. There are more than 100 kinds of vegetable seeds in his space, and any one of them is more delicious than these.He had some scruples in the past, but he didn't dare to make too much trouble, for fear of being suspected.

Now that the witch has spoken, if he hides it to make himself suffer, he is a fool.

There are also wheat, corn, rice... all kinds of grains have to be picked and planted.

Well, pepper, aniseed, cumin, chili, cumin, onion, ginger, and garlic also have to be grown. He cooks meat with salt every day and mixes vegetables with salt. He has enough to eat!

Now flip through the book to see what can be planted in this season, and hurry up to get it out for people to plant, so that he only needs to endure for a few more months, and his living standard can be greatly improved.

No, I can’t think about it. The more I think about it, the more I feel that what I’m eating now is pig food.

**

"What are you cooking? Where's Jue?"

When Mu and Feng came back from hunting, they saw Jue's two slaves cooking in front of their house from a distance.

Could it be cooking?

As soon as this idea came up, it was rejected. Not to mention that it is not time to cook, even if it is time, cooking is another female slave's job.

Throwing the prey on the shoulders to the ground and handing it over to the other two slaves, Feng and Mu moved curiously to the side of the stone pot and saw that it was a vat of muddy sewage, which made them even more puzzled.

"The master is in the house. The master asked him to cook. He said that the god of the earth told him." When the god of the earth was mentioned, the voices of the two slaves showed a trace of awe.

"God of the Earth?" Mu's brows moved slightly, did the God of the Earth give Jue another instruction so soon?Hey, it seems that what Wu said is right, the rise of the tribe in the future will most likely fall on Jue.He couldn't help being happy that with the blessing of the God of the Earth, even if Jue was weaker, he could still be respected by the tribesmen, and he didn't have to worry about Jue's future life.

Compared with Mu, Feng's performance was much more straightforward, "Really? Did Jue dream about the God of the Earth again? Haha, I knew that Jue was the best. Who would dare to say that Jue is weak in the future! I Go and see Gu Jue, I'm stuffy in the room on this hot day, don't get too hot..."

Mu stood still, "Did the God of the Earth tell Jue to boil this muddy water for what?"

"It is said that after the water inside is boiled dry, ice can be made."

Mu, "???"

"What can be made?"

"Ice making. That's what the master told Master Wu."

Mu: "..."

I'm afraid it's not that Jue was sleepy and confused, talking nonsense, right?The god of the earth can let him do such unreliable things? !

"Tomatoes? Edible?"

"Of course it can be eaten, this is given by the God of the Earth!"

Feng's joyful voice came from Huang Jue's room, mixed with Huang Jue's triumphant sound.

"Then what are you waiting for, take me to see it quickly. I haven't seen a tomato yet."

"... Wu said that it was also the first time he saw..."

The animal skin curtain was lifted, and Feng and Huang Jue came out one after the other. When they met Mu, Feng cheerfully invited, "Father, Jue and I are going to see the tomatoes he dug back. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Mu's curiosity was aroused early, and while walking, he asked Huang Jue about his dreams.

As the leader, Mu actually didn't need to go hunting.

But after hunting a black bear last time, Mu's desire to hunt was ignited, so he followed him out every now and then.

He happened to go hunting with Feng today, so he didn't know what happened in the tribe, so he didn't know the existence of tomatoes until now.

Looking at the low plants covered with blue fruits, Mu stroked his big beard and smiled happily. The God of the Earth must have known that the tribe lacked food, so he sent tomatoes through Jue's hand!

The God of the Earth favored their tribe so much, the tribe must soon become stronger.

……

"Master, the water in the stone pot has boiled dry."

Huang Jue's eyes brightened slightly, and he walked quickly to the stone pot, followed by Feng and Mu.

Looking at the white crystals mixed with some impurities at the bottom of the pot, Huang Jue showed a relaxed smile on his face—this is saltpeter.

Feng was completely stunned, "Is this boiled out of those muddy water?" It was amazing, she never knew that muddy water could turn into such beautiful stones.

Mu Ze looked at the saltpeter at the bottom of the pot with slight doubts, "Is this what the God of the Earth told you?"

Huang Jue was completely immersed in the joy of being able to use the ice immediately, "Yes, the God of the Earth said it was called saltpeter. He showed me the pictures, and it was exactly the same as the stones in the pot, but they were bigger. If there is saltpeter mine If it is not so troublesome, it can be directly mined and used.”

"Sitpe mine?" Mu's eyes were a little subtle.

Huang Jue thought that Mu didn't know what a saltpeter mine was, and explained, "The whole land is full of this kind of stone, which may be hidden in the mountains or buried underground."

"... When I was young, I was hunting. Once I chased a stag and ran into a mountain. There were white stones everywhere in that mountain. Is it the saltpeter mine you mentioned?"