Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

A piece of purple sand rough stone, he estimated that it was one or two hundred catties, and it came down.

Strange to say.

When the stones are put together, it takes a lot of effort to knock them apart.

Now that it's opened, it's easy to carry despite the size of the desktop.

It is much easier than the stone blocking the kiln mouth.

He will come back again when the raw purple sand stone is moved back.

Picking up the fish basket at the small embankment and taking a look, there are shiny scales inside...

His mouth is watering!

"Hold back~ Hold back~ You have to distinguish between full and full meals~"

When I took it back and poured it into the fish pond, I realized that there were not only the small river strips that I often eat in it.

There are also dried shrimps, small crabs, and snails.

The snails are fat and clean, and he doesn't like to eat them.

However, the snail is also meat right now, and it makes me greedy just looking at it.

My favorite is still this little Kawajo.

The magic of this thing is that it is a cartilaginous fish.

Although there are fish bones, the whole bone is crispy, and it tastes very refreshing after being oiled.

When he mentioned oil, he couldn't help swallowing again.

Yes, there is no oil at all here.

When he cooks, he just moistens the pan with clean bamboo oil.

So when eating fish, it is still stewed.

Even eating a vegetable is a stew.

"I have to find a way to get some meat oil!"

He had to find a way, his eyes would turn green if he went on.

Life is like this, if you don't pay attention, there is no problem, but if you pay attention, there will be problems everywhere.

When eating at night, he used bamboo tubes as rice bowls, and the more he ate, the more annoyed he became.

How can this work without even a decent ceramic bowl?

The skin of the green bamboo here is thin, even if it is large, it is not suitable for making bamboo bowls.

So he wove a bamboo cage out of bamboo strips overnight, and covered it with mud.

A small kiln was built directly next to the big kiln.

In order to keep warm, he went all out and even added purple sand to the mud.

The purple sand is delicate and can seal the temperature better.

But in this way, the purple sand stones brought back were simply not enough.

This is not a problem.

The bottom of the creek is full, and he just digs it with his bare hands.

This digging took several days.

Dig a hole in the creek.

It turns out that the further you go down, the drier and harder the purple sand rough stone is, and the more effort it takes.

His hands were scratched and calloused.

The arms were punched thickly.

Fortunately, the purple sand rocks are flaky, so he can insert them with his fingers, drill them horizontally, and pry them piece by piece.

After prying the purple sand, make a kiln.

This time he did it again, pasting stones on the inner wall of the kiln.

Stone insulation.

Then make utensil blanks.

After the billet was finished, the kiln was not dry yet, so he had to do another thing.

Find firewood.

Yan Yihai said that the easiest thing to cut on this mountain is bamboo, and the rest of the wood is harder.

Then, using these woods as a fire source, the temperature should be higher.

His eyes aimed at the trees on the mountain.

Any tree, with intertwined roots growing on rocks, will do.

But in order to determine which one is the most fire-resistant, he has to choose ten trees and cut off some branches for experimentation.

Maple, birch, cypress, ash, and poplar were all under his thumb.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three cuts, the hatchet was almost smoking, and only then did I cut off a branch thick as a wrist. .

"Yan Yihai is right. Bamboo is indeed the easiest. One knife cuts one. This thing..."

It's that thick, and he needs three knives!

Putting firewood with thick wrists in the world, skilled woodcutters with sharp knives, what's the matter?

After choosing the targets, he chopped them one by one, and returned by the same way.

When passing the maple and birch trees, I couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, and the sap was dripping directly from the fracture.

A strong sweet and sweet taste diffused into the nostrils.

He leaned over, stuck out his tongue and licked...

Sweet!

These four are indispensable for life.

But in fact, sugar is indispensable.

Qingyunmen is really picky, they really treat them like cattle and horses.

No oil, no soy sauce, firewood to get, no sugar.

In his mouth, the bird can really fade out, and he has no other choice but to fuck hard every day.

The sap in the birch and maple trees is "maple sugar".

He quickly found bamboo nearby, repaired the shape with two knives, and drilled holes with three knives and four knives...

"This bamboo... when did it get so tender?" An Jia was a little puzzled.

It turned out that he used a hatchet to drill the hole, but found that the inner wall of the bamboo was a little soft.

So, with the ingenuity of sticking out the purple sandstone, I drilled it with my fingers.

Then, I punched holes in the bamboo with bare hands.

The green bamboo, which is usually so hard, absorbs the local essence and grows, so it is extremely tough.

why now...

"Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!"

"What caused it..."

"Oh~ here is close to the woods, the nutrients are sucked away by the big trees."

"Well, there is only one truth, and it must be like this!"

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