Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

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The two of Chang Xia went to the mouth of the Baihe River.

Look up.

However, the sky was dyed into a dazzling curtain by the red maples all over the mountains and plains. At a glance, they are all intoxicatingly beautiful.

At this moment, Chang Xia suddenly understood Nanfeng's idea of ​​living in Hongye Ridge.

So beautiful, who can hold back not to be moved.

"It's so beautiful!" Chang Xia exclaimed.

Shen Rong carried Chang Xia on his back, and followed Chang Xia's line of sight towards Hongye Ridge. As soon as he entered his eyes, he was attracted by Hongfeng.

Go up along the estuary, passing through the ginkgo forest at the estuary.

The ginkgo trees in the ginkgo forest are sparse, and they should have been picked by the tribe not long ago. Ginkgo is no longer optional, but may become a daily staple food for Orcs.

To this.

Su Ye has not disclosed it to other orcs yet.

But, if Chang Xia really makes dry powder. Bai Guo's status in the orc clan will rise again. At that time, Su Ye would think of the importance of exposing the ginkgo to the many orc tribes in the Dusk Forest. Of course, each orc tribe must give certain compensation to the Heluo tribe, which is also necessary.

"The tribe really finished picking all the ginkgo fruits nearby." Chang Xia sighed.

When Grandma Su Ye comes to the tribe, the hot pot banquet should also be on the agenda. Gen sent a hunting team to go hunting, probably also with thoughts. After all, it's too unreal to ask a few people in Changxia to prepare food for more than a thousand people.

Most of the ingredients have to be provided by the tribe.

Shen Rong broke down: "There is a small ginkgo forest growing in the upper reaches of the White Lake, and the ginkgo trees have not been picked there yet."

When digging for medicinal materials yesterday, Shen Rong discovered it by accident.

The ginkgo forest in the upper reaches of the White Lake happened to grow not far from the exit of the cave cellar. Shen Rong roughly counted, there were about seventeen or eight trees bearing a lot of ginkgo fruits.

"Really?" Chang Xia was overjoyed.

"The ginkgo forest grows in the depression on the right side of the exit of the cave cellar. The number is not too many, there are about a dozen." Shen Rong said.

In addition to ginkgo trees, there are many shrubs growing in the col.

He walked so fast yesterday that Shen Rong didn't look carefully. However, there is one thing that Shen Rong is very grateful for. That is the location Chang Xia chose to build the kiln, which is so subtle.

The location of the col is hidden, and it is very suitable for planting or breeding in long summer.

Further up is the upper reaches of the White Lake.

There are large reeds growing there, inhabiting various chickens and ducks.

It is definitely an excellent choice for Heluo Tribe to expand to Baihu Lake.

"A dozen trees, that's enough." Chang Xia smiled, gently grabbed Shen Rong's smooth down, put his face on Shen Rong's back, and waved: "Go, go to Hongye Ridge. Shen Rong, I think the future The tribe will not be short of sugar. The red maple, the tall broad-leaved tree in Hongye Ridge, should be the red maple."

"The end of April is the last season for harvesting red maple sap in a year."

"Usually the red maple sap should be harvested in March, and early April is the best time for harvesting. The maple syrup made from concentrated red maple sap harvested at that time has the best taste."

While listening to Chang Xia's nagging, Shen Rong walked through the ginkgo forest at the mouth of the river and went straight to Hongye Ridge. At the same time, Shen Rong couldn't help but wonder, how does maple syrup taste? Is it sweeter than sucrose? Is it tastier than cane sugar?

As for why Chang Xia knew that red maple sap could make sugar.

Like the Heluo Tribe, Shen Rong covered his ears and stole his bells, pretending he didn't know anything.

"Did Shen Rong smell it?"

"Sweet, sweet taste."

"This sweet taste is light, shouldn't Elder Pukang be the only one in the tribe to notice?"

Chang Xia frowned, citing the beast race's pursuit of sweetness. Hongye Ridge should have been noticed by the tribe a long time ago. Why did Elder Pukang notice it?

"I heard from Xylophone Amu that Hongye Ridge is barren, and few members of the tribe came to pick and collect it. Maybe I missed it."

After all, Chang Xia also said it.

The best time to harvest sap for red maple is from March to April.

This time point happened to be when the tribe was busy hunting and picking.

The tribe didn't notice the abnormal situation in Hongye Ridge, so it was reasonable. Elder Pukang was probably discovered by accident, probably during patrolling.

It's just that Elder Pukang has always been careless.

I found that something was wrong, and I didn't think deeply about it.

Shen Rong's speed was extremely fast, from the time he smelled the sweet smell to arriving at Hongye Ridge, a quarter of an hour passed. The closer to Hongye Ridge, the more obvious the sweetness.

Hongye Ridge seems like even the air is sweet, like a dream.

Landing, Shen Rong put down Chang Xia.

He quickly regained his human form, raised his head, and looked at Hongye Ridge like the Red Sea, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

"Shen Rong, we got rich!"

Chang Xia put her hands on her hips and laughed wildly.

There are many red maple trees in Hongye Ridge that are hundreds of years old, and even thousands of years old. The ancient trees are towering, and any red maple is seventy or eighty meters high, with a diameter of more than one hundred centimeters. This large red maple forest is enough to make the Heluo tribe a maple sugar kingdom.

Maple tree, the trunk contains a lot of starch, which turns into sucrose in winter, and the sucrose turns into sweet sap in warm weather. Simply drill a hole in the trunk and the energy will flow out from the leaves. The sap is then boiled to make maple syrup.

There are tens of thousands of maple trees in Hongye Ridge, many of which are thousands of years old. There are countless trees that are more than a hundred years old. This number is so long that Xia said that the Heluo tribe has become a maple sugar kingdom, he is really not joking.

When Chang Xia returned to calm, two sticks of incense had passed.

"Shen Rong, try to find a red maple tree to drill a hole, let me see if there is any sap?"

Shen Rong put down the basket and picked up a bone knife.

Randomly picked a red maple tree closest to them, found a suitable branch position, and inserted the bone knife into it.

Soon, a two-sized tree hole was made.

In a moment, brown sap flowed out from the tree hole. Chang Xia stepped forward to stain a little with his hand, put it to his mouth and licked it.

A strong caramel-like smell hits the nostrils.

"Shen Rong, try it too—"

Shen Rong moved closer and put Chang Xia's hand in his mouth.

Chang Xia froze, his cheeks flushed instantly. She originally intended for Shen Rong to dip his hands in the red maple sap to taste, but Shen Rong suddenly attacked directly.

She was so lucky that she didn't kick people away!

However, it is estimated that it will not fly even if it is kicked.

Turning his head away, Chang Xia withdrew his hand, pretending he didn't notice anything.

Shen Rong pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

"Sweet, very sweet."

Chang Xiaqing coughed, she didn't want to know at this moment whether Shen Rong said the red maple sap was sweet, or her hands were sweet. Also, does this count as an indirect kiss?

By the way, she doesn't seem to wash her hands.

Suddenly, Chang Xia's thoughts flew further and further.

It was only when he heard the ticking sound of the red maple sap dripping on the ground that he came back to his senses.

"Shen Rong, can I get a wooden barrel?" Chang Xia regained his composure and asked.

When they came, they carried two backpacks. There was nothing to hold the red maple sap. Looking at the dripping sap, she suddenly felt distressed.

Shen Rong said: "Wait."

After a while, Shen Rong used local materials.

Using other wood, piece together several wooden barrels. According to the meaning of Chang Xia, the wooden barrel is tied to the trunk of the red maple tree. When the barrels were full, Chang Xia did not harvest red maple sap, but chose to wander around Hongye Ridge to confirm the number of red maple trees, and then prepared to return to the tribe to discuss harvesting red maple sap.