Chronicles of Primordial Wars

To determine what the situation is, you can replant the obtained grains and see what they will look like when they are planted. However, this method takes a long time, and there is no time for second planting this year.

The second way is to go to Jiju and see what kind of thousand grains of gold the old man planted.

No matter what the thousand grains of gold planted this time look like, no one will doubt that it is special. Ordinary millet can cause such a big movement? The process of harvesting the millet was full of tension.

"Cook a little to see how it works." Shao Xuan said.

For them, how useful food is, whether it is good or bad for the body, how good or bad it is, although it is not accurate, but it can give a general good or bad, especially Wu and others who are good at herbs, Quanbai of the Taihe tribe is also good at this. What's the matter, just boil a pot and eat it.

Shao Xuan peeled 115 grains of millet, and the husks were put into a pottery bowl, which the shaman would take back for research, and the thousand grains of gold that had been removed from the husks were put into a pottery cauldron brought by the shaman. In the past, she used this medicine to survive, but this time, for the sake of a thousand grains of gold, she specially cleaned the pottery cauldron, and even brought the firewood after careful selection.

Because the house on Shao Xuan's side was too small to accommodate too many people, and it smelled of bird shit, he moved his position and came to an empty warehouse, which was not used much on weekdays, and Zheng Luo cleaned it up himself.

Twenty-three people who harvested the thousand grains of gold, plus Wu, and Qi Qi and other people who participated in the cultivation of the thousand grains of gold, more than 30 people, all sat around the Tao Ding layer by layer. As for the Taihe tribe people, "invite" them to go down the mountain and wait before harvesting.

More than a hundred grains of gold, the size of grapes, were put into a pottery cauldron, and water was added. Light up the firewood that has been prepared and start cooking.

A light fragrance spreads.

It was a little different from what Shao Xuan had smelled before, but it was not completely different. There are three similarities.

More than 30 pairs of eyes stared at the small Tao Ding, waiting to be cooked. The soup inside turned purple and viscous. Wu Cai took out a polished wooden spoon, scooped out a spoonful of the viscous soup, poured it into a clay bowl, and tasted it first.

Wu's expression changed from savoring, to thinking, and then suddenly. Showing joy, and finally ecstasy: "Okay!!"

Shao Xuan already knew in his heart that he could get such an evaluation from Wu, which shows that everyone's hard work for so long is worth it.

Wu picked up the wooden spoon and divided the pellets in the cauldron, leaving only ten pellets in another pottery bowl, which was for the people on the Tai River side.

Shao Xuan felt that this time it was planted. Much better than the last time, the pores on the body seemed to be opened, releasing turbid air. Because it wasn't injured. There are no other illnesses, and there is not much fatigue in the body. Shao Xuan has no deep feelings for the time being, but seeing the surprises on the faces of the other people, he also knows that the rewards outweigh the efforts, and it is worth continuing to plant.

"I feel like the stamina I spent is back!" said a soldier.

"I don't think my injury hurts so much anymore," said the soldier who was seriously injured on a previous hunt.

"I feel... I feel... It feels good, it's better than eating a whole wild boar!" Duokang said, "How to raise this thing? I'll hunt more prey next time I plant it. Hey, when the time comes Give me a little more. Hehe!"

"No, the use of a thousand grains of gold. It's definitely more than that. I think a thousand grains of gold can bring us great benefits!" Wu looked happy, as long as she gave her a little more time, she would be able to restore the thousand grains of gold. Find other uses.

"This, keep it well!" Zheng Luo pointed at the twenty-three bags he brought over and said excitedly. There may not be a definite answer to the benefits that Thousand Grains of Gold has brought to everyone, but it is always good. Just waiting for Wu to come to a conclusion will definitely not disappoint everyone.

"There will be more variety next year." Qi Qi said. Although she only ate one grain, she already felt full, and she felt refreshed, and her tired nerves and sleepy spirit were greatly relieved. Moreover, she also felt that Qianlijin came to them. That said, the usefulness definitely doesn't stop there.

"If you take these to Anba City, you will definitely get a lot of good things." Duo Kang said.

Duo Kang was slapped by Zheng Luo as soon as he finished speaking, "Damn, of course, this kind of good thing is kept for myself! Why are you willing to trade it?"

Duokang thought about it, yes, they can't share much of these internally, why should they exchange it for others? Just change to the hide.

"When you go out in a few days, don't you bring these?" Dokang asked.

"Except for those brought by Shao Xuan, you don't need to bring others." Zheng Luo replied.

During the discussion before, it was said that Shao Xuan would take a little thousand grains of gold out, and then go to Wangcheng to give Gong Jiaheng some. In the future, the tribe will build weapons, and this help is indispensable.

"Shao Xuan, how many grains are left from last year?" Wu asked.

Shao Xuan thought for a while, "two hundred and fifty tablets have been consumed, and there are more than seven hundred tablets left."

"If it is possible, plant all of it next year, and keep a portion of what you harvested this year as seed, and plant some next year. However, it is quite difficult to plant so many." Wu frowned.

"This time I go to Wangcheng, can I find other planting methods?" Shao Xuan said.

Wu nodded, "That's the only way."

The thousand grains of gold harvested were distributed to Quanbai and others of the Taihe tribe. They provided a lot of help, and the people of Taihe wanted more. The beasts are caught by ourselves, the methods are thought of by our people, the seeds are also our own, and the final defense is also our own people. It's good to give these.

So Quan Bo and the others went to Shao Xuan to complain, and finally they left happily after receiving another hundred grains of last year's millet from Shao Xuan. The so-called climb up from where they fell. They failed to plant last year's seeds, and they were unwilling to plant them again.

As for these hundreds of new millet grains, they will plant them by themselves next year, and when they are planted, the harvest will increase.

Three days later, set a good time to go out for trading.

Shao Xuan counted a thousand grains of millet, packed them in an animal skin bag, and left with the trading team. The rest of the thousand grains of golden millet were placed in the witch's place. How to distribute the millet in the tribe had already been negotiated, and there was no need for Shao Xuan to be more distracted.

After the trading team arrived in Amba City, neither tribe's team went directly to the free trading area in the city. Shao Xuan took the sign given by "Black Bear" and went to the place that Black Bear had said.

It was a hut with a yard. Even the yard was a hundred or so square meters. It was not too big here, nor was it inconspicuous.

Shao Xuan stepped forward and closed the wooden door.

"Who is it?!" A rough voice came from inside, and the sound of footsteps approaching with great strides could be heard.

squeak-

The wooden door opened, and a tall and burly man walked out. Although the bear-like figure was a little worse than their leader "Black Bear", it was not much different.

Originally in an impatient tone, after seeing Shao Xuan, the brawny man let out a "huh" and pointed at Shao Xuan with a finger as thick as a carrot, "Aren't you the one who carried the cauldron?"

Even if you carry the tripod, what does it mean to carry a "broken" tripod? Besides, the tripod that I brought back last year is not too broken.

Without much nonsense, Shao Xuan took out the sign given by "Black Bear".

"Yo, is it really you? People from Yanjiao? If you come two days later, you won't be able to meet us. After two days, we will have already left for Wangcheng." The strong man said. (To be continued)