Chapter 100 Work Is Never Done
The temperature during the snowing period is lower than when it is snowing. The glass tube mercury thermometer produced by the Balker laboratory is taken outdoors at noon, and it is at a scale of minus 30 degrees. At night, it is even more than minus 40. Degree to go.
Xiao Yun is not a devil after all. In such a cold weather, he didn't force everyone to start work. Anyway, there is enough manpower this year. If the snow melts, there will be no time to do it...
Sit cross-legged on the warm kang, and put a pot on the kang table. Stewed pork with sauerkraut, a pot of spicy lamb soup, a bowl of rice noodles with a whistle of red oil, a dish of pickled radish, and a bottle of frozen canned fruit on the edge of the table. These days are so beautiful. There's no one — even the fussy Green Dragon Balk, after slurping the rice noodles and throwing a chopsticks and sour radish into his mouth, his eyes have to be narrowed into a half moon shape.
"Is your pot of sauerkraut stewed pork the latest to come out of the pot or something? It's softer than the pot I ate just now?" Xiao Yun grabbed Barker's chopsticks, grabbed a piece of square pier pork belly and loosened it in his mouth. The fragrant but not greasy taste made him immediately distinguish it.
Balker took the steamed cake dipped in hot and spicy soup, and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "I helped Dahe grind rice noodles, and she helped me to simmer my portion for a longer time~ This meat is to be stewed until the skin can be picked with chopsticks. It tastes broken~"
Xiao Yun is a little bit funny and a little relieved. I don't know whether to dislike him for not growing up or I'm glad that this guy has learned to be obedient. Everyone who stutters knows how to engage in labor transactions: "I said how can the cafeteria serve rice noodles in the morning. It's done, it turned out that you ran to help."
Rice noodles, also called Liangpi, is a traditional Chinese folk food. The production methods are similar in different places. The rice is soaked overnight and then ground into rice milk. Scoop it up and pour it on a dustpan or smear it with some vegetable oil. Spread out any material in a steamer, shake it flat, put it in a large boiling pot and steam for three minutes, then take it out and cool it out. The thin noodles peeled off are rice noodles.
The tastes vary from place to place. There are also those that add salt to the rice milk, add colored flower juices, and even add sweet potato starch; the thickness of the flour and the way it is eaten are also slightly different. In the tribe, I didn't play too many tricks when eating this thing. I cut it into two-finger-wide strips with scissors and treated it with sweet potato flour...but it doesn't need to be cooked thoroughly like sweet potato flour. It can be eaten by boiling it in hot water. Cold dressing is also okay when the weather is hot.
The storage time for this thing is very short, so I can only make it and eat it myself. Anyway, there is not much rice, and Xiao Yun didn't plan to sell it. At this moment, Xiao Yun came to talk to Balker about the dry noodle business in the tribe.
"Sweet potatoes and potatoes, these two things have high yields and low prices. After expanding the area of arable land this year, the output of the tribe will definitely not be able to eat. The sweet potatoes and potatoes produced last year are still more than 2 million catties. A batch was produced, almost 300,000 catties." Returning the chopsticks to Balker, Xiao Yun removed the pot containing the vegetables and began to mobilize with Barke. "My idea is to take 2 million catties of potatoes and sweet potatoes. Let's try it and make it into dried vermicelli, and sell it to see how the market reacts... Now I'm going to set up the team of this flour mill. I looked at it. It's you who are the most suitable to do this. Balker, do you have any interested in taking on this important task?"
If commodities are not in circulation, they are just garbage that occupies a place. There are abundant farming resources on the grasslands to tap, but how to sell the crops is a problem. Considering the level of logistics in this world, the food products to be sold must have the advantage of a long shelf life. As a southerner of China and a fan of noodles, Xiao Yun naturally thinks of potato vermicelli and sweet potato vermicelli-these two are dried and sealed. The shelf life is calculated annually. When you want to eat, grab a handful and throw it in boiling water and boil it until it is soft and boiled. It is a must-have dry food for home travel, and it can also help Carlisle's spice business.
Balker was stunned, and pointed his nose with a finger: "Me? I'm going to make the powder?"
"Yes~" Xiao Yun nodded affirmatively, "Gibe 20 people for you, five 5 skilled workers in it, you have to teach novices. Do you have confidence ?"
"This... can I?" Balker was a little excited, a little unbelievable, he didn't know Xiao Yun's character after being in the tribe for so long, and on the surface he was so obedient. It's a basket, but if you don't trust you and feel that you are not up to the task, then there is nothing more than being obedient... Now that Xiao Yun lets him stand alone, doesn't it mean that the trust in him is at least the level of Qiu?
Hmm... It took Balker two years of work to see through Xiao Yun's nature. No matter what, it's not easy...
How could it not be? I considered the people in the tribe up and down, and the most suitable person to take on this important task is you, Balker. "Xiao Yun smiled particularly warmly, with a mouthful of white teeth showing all his true feelings, "We have manpower to expand the planting area this year. I calculate it, and the scale of cultivation of sweet potatoes and potatoes can also be taken care of by a tenfold increase. The first batch will be harvested by the middle of the year, and the output will not be small. So many sweet potatoes can't be eaten, and I don't want to process them into vermicelli and sell them. Then everyone's hard work on farming is in vain, so much food, it's a shame that it's broken, so I definitely want it. To build this flour mill, if you are willing to bring this team, then you have helped me and the tribe a lot. "
Balker was moved in a mess, and his chest stood up: "Okay, Ayun, leave this to me!" "
There is actually no way to choose Barker. Yu is the core of the fighter team and cannot move. Hongye and Languo are trained according to the all-round talents who lead the overall situation. Their time cannot be tied to the physical strength of making powder. In fact, the grassroots, autumn, Qingyan, Qingcao, and Dashui have their own engineering teams that can't be pulled out. Except for this batch, which should be used now, the wool is too small and sensible but not mature enough after all; fish bones Prudence is prudent, but it's a pity that I have to teach it again; what about Rosemary...Speaking of this guy, Xiao Yun is also a little angry, this girl is of good quality, but it's a pity that he has the same problems as Dahe. Interesting things, this guy is a bit lazy, better than Dahe is limited... Counting, is not only the "scientific research" work is temporarily over, and Balker has a casual meal?
This guy has to eat every meal. Well, the weight should be compared to the adult Snow Werewolf, so Xiao Yun can bear this guy eating rice?
The Balker Vermicelli Mill was established, and when the staff was assigned to build up the team for him, all the auxiliary equipment should also be prepared. After a few days of work, When the snow was almost melted, the powder mill that was located next to the woolen mill and temporarily borrowed from the woolen mill's warehouse was started.
Xiao Yun's production process was a drop-out process, and simple equipment was used in the previous steps. Support, the following steps, such as condensation and freeze-drying, rely on Balker's magical aid-to suck the water from the vermicelli fans can be done by a magic apprentice. The only problem is that the magic apprentice does not have such deep spiritual power; the dragons known for their huge spiritual power, will they lack spiritual power? Impossible!
In terms of exhaustion, the Dragons are the leader. Although Xiao Yun doesn't know how much energy Balk can consume in battle, he is really able to withstand the squeeze in terms of "scientific research"...
This is the end of things for its use, the dragon uses his talents~
Balker started to work for a few days, and then vaguely felt that he had fallen into a pit. The fans of several thousand catties and several thousand catties could not damage the fans in one breath. He paid it off at the beginning, and after a few batches, Balker was tossed up. So this guy ran back with a dark face and was going to find Xiao Yun to settle the account. As a result... this guy found that Xiao Yun was not in the tribe at all, and the team that Xiao Yun left behind was responsible for plowing the ripe fields, and he led the engineering team and the flood. The task force, Yu's warrior team, and the dwarf goblins went to clear the wasteland with great strength.
Balker thought very seriously for a few minutes, measuring that he was looking for a reasonable win with Ayun when he was picking up the pile and delaying the production progress of the flour mill... and then he went back to work in a desperate manner.
He can't win, he won't be able to win Ayun in this life.
Not only is it impossible to win, he might even be scolded by him and ridiculed that he can't lift his head. The wise man of Balker will not do that stupid thing...
This year's spring ploughing job has a full 400 more people than last year. Thirty-six people, of which 225 are from the Snow Wolf tribe, and most of them are adult laborers. It stands to reason that they should be more relaxed than last year... But this is obviously impossible, because Xiao Yun has more than six thousand originals. On the basis of acres of land, more than 24,000 acres of land were reclaimed forcibly, and 1600 square kilometers of wasteland was opened up along the banks of the river.
With such a large area from beginning to end, even the snow werewolf tribe would have to walk for a short half an hour. The amount of work can be imagined... The gray dwarves almost didn't have enough new farm tools during the winter, and they couldn't hold the plow during the land reclamation period. Brought hundreds of sturdy cows out as labor; in order to ensure that the arable land is connected together for planting and planting, two low mountains were also leveled...
Such labor intensity can undoubtedly drive people crazy, and the Snow Wolfman will no doubt drive people crazy. The brute force of the whole body can't bear this kind of intensity of labor. Fortunately, not long after the snow melted, the two tribes who had not made up their minds to migrate last year dragged their families over. There were a total of more than 160 people, and adult labor still accounted for the majority.
Xiao Yun rushed back to meet the patriarchs of the two tribes, without resting... he gave the oldest and youngest twenty-something of the newcomers to Dahe's canteen, and everyone else gave them all to the cubs of the Snow Wolf clan who were close to adulthood. Pull to open up wasteland.
More than seven hundred and sixty people eat three meals a day, and the work in the cafeteria has become hard work. If he don't add more manpower Xiao Yun to guess that Dahe will hit the door to spoil and roll...
At this time, the weather has gradually warmed up, Xiao Yun caught So rushed to plant seeds, and simply pulled out Qingyan's second-level labor force and half of them rushed to the wasteland reclamation site; whether you are a cub of the snow wolf clan or a cute cat clan, pull the plow to dry, burn the wasteland, weed the grass, and use the plow to pick it up. Can the stone still not move?
Hurry up and stay up late to open up the wasteland on both sides of the river. Whether it is the newcomers who came last autumn or this spring, all the newcomers are so tired...If you don't take care of every meal, no one will regret it.
Of course, rest is impossible to them. No one can rest until the busy farming period is over. It is only the first step to complete the land. The next fertilization, watering, sowing, and digging of ditches are all major projects—the temperature during the day reaches ten. It's five or six degrees up and down, and if you don't plant the seeds, you will have to wait for starvation in the second half of the year after opening so many mouths! Xiao Yun held the gray dwarf loudspeaker cast with copper water and held a mobilization meeting for an hour, and relentlessly drove all the fluffy people who had paralyzed a river bank to work...Life is not eternal. But work must be eternal!
Life lies in creation, farming is the creation with the lowest threshold! -
The wasteland did not grow grain in the first year. Xiao Yun would never use rice or wheat to spoil it. Alfalfa, soybeans, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc. weren't particular about it. Opposite the tribe, on the south bank, the "refined land" that had been planted for two years, wheat and rice. You can plant with confidence—this 3,600 acres of land is surrounded by rivers on both sides, the soil quality is good, and the land is well irrigated, so Xiao Yun feels sorry if he doesn't use it to grow grain.
In the long winter on the grassland, the forest elves will naturally not be foolishly guarding the port that has to freeze into a silly port to live. When it snows, they will pack up and go back to the forest to spend the winter.
Now that the weather is getting warmer, the Elf General Kleist, who has enjoyed a leisurely winter comfortably, ordered his staff to prepare to return to duty. Before leaving, he summoned Cal and Halen, and arranged a task for them.
"You go to the Huoyan tribe to confirm the amount of sauce cans and porcelain they prepare." General Kleist was sitting in the warm reception room with a constant temperature array in his home clothes, and his long blond hair was slightly relaxed and curly. It's a bit powerful, and the original sharp chin has also become a little rounded... I know at a glance that this winter is really a thief.
"Yes, General."
"Hmm... I would like to ask if the Fire Tribe can have other goods for trading. We forest elves don't mind expanding the scale of the transaction." General Kleist thought for a while and said.
"Yes, General." Halen and Cal's eyes were a bit subtle, but they didn't dare to show it, and they responded respectfully. The straight-line distance from Ananas City to the Huoyan Tribe is about 260 or 70 kilometers. There are only two people in the battle lightly, and there is no need to bring living trees that cannot be put in the space props. Hailin and Kai don't have to go out of the forest first. Take a detour from the grassland and walk straight.
Two agile figures shuttled and jumped between the mountains and forests, and drove one-third of the distance in the morning. In the afternoon, the hungry two people found a place with a stream of water to rest, grabbed two rabbits, peeled and roasted them, brushed them with the sauce bought from the Huoyan tribe and sprinkled them with spices, each of them gnawed their mouths full of oil. .
The leftover bones dug a hole and extinguished the fire with water. Halen took out the canned food that she hadn't finished eating in her backpack, poured half of it to Cal, and sat on the rock and belched comfortably. "Cal, what do you mean by the general? Where can the snow werewolf tribe sell us so many products?" Halen said, "Could it be that we ran out of the sauce we bought last year? It's not possible, I think. The soy sauce and vinegar sold in the shops in the city are not too much, and we can't eat so many sauces... Could it be that the rumor we heard last time is true that the Council of Elders sells most of the soy sauce and vinegar to others It's a city?"
Karl, the cunning snow werewolf cub, instantly appeared in his mind. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said hardly, "How do I know."
Halen turned his head away, dissatisfied: "Why is your character so strange? A whole basket of nonsense, now I'm ignorant of it."
Karl snorted and ignored him proudly...and he didn't allow people to be a little bit emotional.
Halen blinked her eyes and approached Karl: "Karl, my friend, I did think you were very noisy and talkative before, but compared to the current you, I think you are still better than the old you. You still change back, I am more I like the energetic Karl before."
Karl was taken aback, silently turned his face away... Halen suddenly said that, making him a little shy. Halen hit him with a shoulder: "Well, Karl, at least tell me why you suddenly became awkward, even if I can't help you solve the problem, at least I can help you share the burden."
Karl... Karl silently assigned Hailin to him. Her can was stuffy, and she stood up: "Let's go!" After
Did not wait for Hailin to react, he jumped out...
"You guys are really unpleasant at all!" Halen was furious. Scold at the back. Karl doesn't scream, he bury his head and rushes...what can he say, after he realized that he had been fooled by the snow wolf man cub Ayun, and was treated as a fool by the cunning cub, so he had no idea? Karl was sure and sure that if he really said it, Halen could laugh at him for decades...
The two elves spent the night on the big tree in the forest, and arrived near the flame the next afternoon. The edge of the forest of the tribe.
Before they got out of the forest, the two elves were a little dazed... couldn't help but look at the ground under their feet and the surrounding ground. "Why... why does the ground seem to be shoveled off a layer?" Halen's entire elf was stunned, and her ears were erect.
Karl also looked inexplicable and looked around blankly.
It's no wonder that they are confused. The ground in the forest is no more familiar than the forest elves. The place where no one cleans the fallen leaves. The humus layer covering the instep is light, and it can be reached by exaggeration on calf position. But this area... the ground is like a layer that has been shoveled neatly away. The mud under the shoes is stepped on. The ground is still a bit new, and even the old mud is gone.
The two elven warriors were completely confused. In fact, the forest elves didn't care much about logging and reducing the area of the forest. The area of the elven forest has grown. With the manpower of this era, no matter how hard they are, they can't do much damage; but it's like now. This situation...there are all the trees and the forest coverage area is not scarce, but one layer of land has been shoveled away, which is very weird. The two looked at each other for a while, and did not rush out of the forest. They turned around for a while, and then... they found that not only the place where they came out, but also the surrounding land was shoveled very clean and refreshing...
"From here only the Huoyan tribe is the only one who did it recently. Could it be that they did it?" Helen couldn't laugh or cry. "What's the matter with these snow werewolves, and they ran to the forest to clean up the surface? But I haven't seen them move to live in the forest!"
Discussed After half a day of discussion, they couldn't reach a conclusion. The two had to press their curiosity to continue on their way. After walking for about an hour, rows of neatly dug pits appeared in front of them...
Said they were pits. Not standard, because these large pits seem to be filled with things inside, and the surface layer is covered with a cover that should be made of reed poles, and the grass cover is pressed against stones. No matter how you look at it, it cannot be a trap to pit people.
Halen approached one of the big pits confusedly, lifted the grass cover and took a look inside... Then he knew where the shoveled land in the forest had gone.
The two elves: "..." What is wrong with your Snow Wolf tribe? !
Before they could get out of this strange and deadly pit area, a group of people pushing a trolley to transport soil and fertilizer bumped into them.
"Hey, Halen? And Karl?"
A dark-skinned cat clan recognized the two elves, unexpectedly greeted them, and waved to them: "Why are you here, only you two?"
"Qingyan." Halen also waved his hand, "Karl and I are here to perform the task. Are you...?"
"It's just a wasteland, and I'm applying base fertilizer to the land." Qingyan wiped his sweat, "I have to go busy, time is waiting for no one. What Ayun is now...it should be in the tribe, he came back to distribute the seeds. , You look for it yourself."
"Uh...good." Halen asked, but watching Qingyan stop and say a few words is like a tight time, it is not easy to ask people. Then they watched in silence as Qingyan led the man to lift the grass cover on the top of a big pit, shovel the black humus and dirt in the pit onto the trolley with a shovel and pitchfork, and then pushed them without touching their feet. Running away...
Halen & Karl: "..." What's wrong with your snow werewolf tribe? ! When they came to the Huoyan Tribe last year, there were only wooden bridges on the artificial river and the river. Only half a year later, when they came to the same place, the two elves were surprised to find that there were more stones on the river. arch bridge. "Hey, this doesn't seem to be stone..." Halen knelt down to touch the bridge deck when he walked to the arch bridge, "This texture is like a house they built, a square paved, and that kind of building materials can also be used to build the bridge?"
" Could this bridge just look decent, but it's not really strong." Karl frowned and stepped hard on the bridge deck. This guy didn't like Xiao Yun, and he didn't even trust the snow werewolf clan very much. Not long after Karl's words were said, when they walked through the fields on the south bank before planting, and walked to the river, they saw...Two giant white wolves carrying them looked not light, at least in tons. The huge triangular-shaped steel plough ran across the river through the bridge over the river, turned to the north and galloped away...
"Well... this bridge seems to be very strong." Halen squinted.
Karl: "..."
After crossing the bridge on the river, and walking forward for a while, people began to grow. It's just that these prairie people seem to be very busy, either carrying a big bag all the way, or carrying a full basket full of the baskets, and no one is empty-handed or slowing down, like a fire on their buttocks. Hurried by.
In addition, the two elves also found that the area of the Huoyan Tribe square was wider, the smooth pavement paved longer, and the building complexes more...