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Chapter 253 The first sackcloth in primitive times

From a distance, it looked like a fireball coming across the sky with such fierce power that all the beasts around it fell down one after another, and even the birds were silent.

The entire mountain forest seemed to fall into silence for an instant.

At the bottom of the lake, Dabai, who was sleeping silently, suddenly trembled, raised his head, and trembled uneasily, but soon regained his composure.

After all, the firebird did not land on the green grass, and it wisely restrained the flames outside its body, lowered its figure, and a figure jumped off its back.

The figure jumped off its back, its wings suddenly fluttered, and its body instantly rose up.

A strong wind swept towards the ground, causing three-foot waves to rise from Pinghu Lake. Smoke and dust were everywhere around the lake, and the surrounding trees seemed to have been bent down.

After the figure fell from hundreds of meters in the air, it suddenly punched downwards, and several flames appeared and wrapped around his body, slowing down its descent.

In this way, after several punches, he finally landed firmly on the ground, but his feet fell into the mud.

Yun Buliu, who was digging the ground, couldn't help but laugh when he saw the figure landing firmly on the ground, "Brother Yanjiao, why are you here?"

That figure was the Flame Horn of the Tianyan Tribe. He fell on the ground and made a small hole in the ground. He pulled his legs out of the mud and said with a smile: "You are indeed a great place."

What a place to live! Facing a big lake and surrounded by mountains, there is no shortage of food and water. There is even a grassland here for you to grow crops... I thought it would be hard to find!"

Yun Buliu threw down his hoe with a smile and said: "My place is not hidden at all. You can see the big snow mountain! This is the biggest sign. Let's go and sit at my house."

As Yun Buliu spoke, he took the baggage from his shoulder and took him towards Gaoya.

Yanjiao pointed to the small bamboo building, "Do you have anyone else here?"

Yun Buliu shook his head and said: "That's where I lived at first. Later, after I got married, I built a wooden house on the cliff. The bamboo house was used by Jin Zi and his friends as a small warehouse."

Stepping on the stone steps on the back of the high cliff, Yanjiao looked around and said with a smile: "Although the scenery here is beautiful, there is no shortage of food and water, but sir, living here alone, don't you feel lonely at all?

?Why don’t you go to our Tianyan tribe?”

Yun Buliu smiled and said, "You're not here to be a lobbyist, are you?"

Yanjiao laughed and said: "I just said casually, I came to you this time to tell you that we have found a way to weave linen clothes, and also made a set of linen clothes for you. By the way, I want to ask

, is there anything else that needs improvement?”

Hearing this, Yun Buliu couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Can he weave linen?

Yanjiao smiled and said: "Actually, after knowing that this thing can be woven into cloth and made into clothes, it will be much easier to put this idea into practice. Just like you taught us how to boil salt."

It is indeed not difficult to boil salt. As long as you know the method, you will find it very simple.

The difficulty is that no one can imagine that such a method can be used.

This is the same as the difference between decision-makers and executors. Decision-makers control the general direction, and executors only need to find ways to complete the requirements according to the requirements.

But boiling salt is easier, and Yun Buliu even told them how to do it.

This time, the weaving was a bit difficult. However, although they had not studied what a loom looked like, Yun Buliu actually provided them with some ideas.

When they arrived at the wooden house on the top of the cliff, Yun Buliu let Yanjiao sit on the terrace, while he took a clay pot and boiled water in a small clay stove. The small clay stove was placed next to the terrace for easy boiling water and making tea.

After every lunch and dinner, Yun Buliu would make himself a pot of tea.

Yanjiao, who was sitting on the recliner, leaned back on the recliner. After feeling it for a while, he got up and studied the recliner. Then he smiled and said: "You really know how to enjoy it! You can even make this kind of chair! I'll look back later.

I’ll also get one for the great witch, I think he will be very happy.”

Yun Buliu smiled and shook his head, what kind of enjoyment is this! In the original world, there were sofas, spring beds, water beds, automatic massage chairs...

Yun Buliu suddenly felt that he could try making a sofa!

And it’s a leather sofa made entirely of animal skin.

After studying the bamboo chair for a while, Yanjiao spoke again, "Are you really not considering going to our Tianyan tribe? You are also a married person. Don't you know that you have been holding back for a long time... hmm?"

Yun Buliu laughed dumbly and finally said: "When you devote yourself to something, you don't have to think about these things."

To say that I don’t want to at all would be a lie.

People will have desires. It depends on whether they can restrain that desire and then divert their attention to other places. This is not difficult at all for Yun Buliu.

He only needed to think about An Ran's watery gentleness, and then think about the primitive wildness of those primitive girls in the tribe, and his attention could immediately shift to practice and research.

Moreover, he did not want to wait until An Ran appeared in front of him again in the future, surrounded by a group of primitive people, big and small, calling her mother or grandma.

Thinking about that scene, An Ran would probably not be able to help but explode on the spot!

When Yun Buliu made the tea and put it in front of him, Yanjiao took a sip of the tea and then opened the baggage he had brought. There was a set of hemp-yellow linen clothes stacked inside.

Yun Buliu picked up the linen and shook it slightly, and found that the linen reached to his knees and felt a bit like a skirt. The workmanship was not exquisite, it could even be said to be crude, but it was already very good.

If he was left to do this by himself, he probably wouldn't know how long he would have to mess with it.

Yanjiao smiled and said: "This cloth has been soaked in fire-proof concoction, so you don't have to worry about it being burned by the flames. Just don't use your soapy water to soak it when washing, otherwise the fire-proof concoction will be soaked out, and the fire-proof concoction will be soaked out.

You have to continue soaking it with fire-proof concoction."

Yun Buliu nodded, picked up the linen clothes and ran into the house. After a while, he walked out wearing the linen clothes, feeling chilly.

After all, it is still late winter, spring has not yet bloomed, and the temperature is still low. Linen is not good at keeping warm, which means it is cooler to wear in summer and autumn.

"It's okay to wear, it fits well."

Since the measurements have already been taken, there won't be much difference.

It's just that linen clothes are not very elastic, so the texture is very average.

After showing off in the linen clothes, Yun Buliu went back to change into the animal skin clothes. At least in terms of keeping warm, the animal skin clothes were quite good.

Then Yanjiao took out a metal knife with a bamboo sheath from the bag.

"This is a little gift from my father, I hope you like it!"

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