Hui Yan returned home and after drinking some water, his irritable mood calmed down.
He was too reckless. Even if Sun Mo accidentally caused those maggots, he should not have rashly ordered them to be burned.
After all, he is someone who has comprehended witchcraft.
"It's just some maggots. If you burn them, they'll burn. Could it be that they are really useful?"
Gray Rock comforted himself.
Maggots breed after some corpses rot, and within a few days, they will turn into flying insects and lay eggs everywhere. By then, the tribe will be too dirty to live in.
"Hey, it would be great if the children in the tribe could quickly learn witchcraft."
Gray rock has a headache.
He didn't doubt Sun Mo's sincerity. If he didn't teach him seriously, Gray Stone wouldn't be able to perform animal transformation witchcraft, so it could only mean that this thing requires talent.
Hey, how great would it be if Sun Mo were a member of the Gray Rock Tribe?
To put it bluntly, Hui Yan was still wary and did not regard Sun Mo as one of his own.
…
When Sun Mo returned to the tribe, he saw thick smoke billowing and someone was dumping maggots into the bonfire.
The maggots were roasted, making a crackling sound and a foul smell.
"Go and fetch the chief!"
Sun Mo ordered.
"I go!"
Gu Xiuxun temporarily works as Sun Mo's secretary.
"Master Sun!"
When Huiyan arrived, he was still far away, so he laughed and took the initiative to explain: "I saw that there were maggots in that stone house, so I asked someone to clean it for you."
"That's what I raised!"
Sun Mo's tone was cold.
"Well!"
The chief was choked.
Is it really you who raised him?
He really wanted to ask, are you out of your mind?
Other primitive people also looked shocked, and then became confused.
"Why do you keep this thing? You won't really eat it, right?"
"This stuff is very dirty and will kill you if you eat it."
"I can't figure it out!"
Primitive people murmured that there was too little food in this era, so some people ate maggots, but without exception, they all died.
"The first generation of maggots must be full of bacteria and cannot be eaten by humans or animals, but after a few generations, there will be no problem."
Sun Mo explained.
"What are bacteria?"
Everyone was confused.
"You don't understand even if I tell you."
Sun Mo didn't bother to explain: "Chief, do you know what is the biggest enemy of mankind? It is arrogance! Now you are looking at a new thing with your backward and conservative eyes."
"What do you mean?"
Huiyan didn't look good. After all, he was also the head of the clan who wanted to save face.
"You went hunting and saw a lot of pheasants and ducks, right? How did they get there?"
Sun Mo asked back.
"Haha, you don't even know this? Of course it was born from a hen and a duck. Could it be that it was born from a stone?"
The gray bird sneered.
"Then what?"
Sun Mo asked again.
"Then it grew up, was caught by us, and became our food."
Gray Bird smiled: "Don't worry, we are different from the people of the Red Rock Tribe. Even if we are hungry and can't bear it anymore, we will not kill the cubs."
"You also know that you have to wait until the animals grow up before killing them?"
Sun Mo pouted: "Since animals can grow up in the wild, why can't they grow up in tribes?"
The primitive people were silent.
They have no concept of such things as animal husbandry.
"If pheasants and wild ducks can grow up in the tribe, will it save the effort of hunting?"
Sun Mo asked again.
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that before?"
"I have thought about it, but how much food does this thing need to eat? We all can't have enough to eat!"
"I once raised a bird that my father caught for me, but it died within a few days."
Primitive people started talking again. Among them, the children raised chickens and birds, but they were just toys.
"Master Sun, the former great prophet, has thought about this kind of thing. Not to mention that they eat too much every day, and they just keep dying, which is very troublesome."
The chief is not stupid.
"That's why we need to raise maggots. As long as they are taken care of, they reproduce very quickly and produce continuously all year round. They are the most suitable feed for chickens and ducks."
Sun Mo’s popular science: “As for chickens and ducks that are sick, they can be treated. If it’s troublesome, just kill the sick ones quickly to avoid infection.”
Some primitive people were apparently silent.
Of course, everyone knows about maggots. A dead body will be covered with maggots in a few days. That's enough for chickens and ducks to eat.
"But the maggot turns into a flying insect!"
Graybird argued.
"That's why we need to raise maggots scientifically and form an echelon. Those that can't be eaten should be disposed of in advance before the maggots turn into flies."
Sun Mo knocked on his head: "Use your brain more."
Huiyan has been silent all this time, but to be able to become a chief, he is not only a powerful and reckless man, but also has a good mind.
If Sun Mo can really do what he said, then the tribe's food will suddenly be plentiful.
Thinking that every family has endless chickens and ducks to eat, Hui Yan gets excited. I'm afraid only the gods are qualified to live this day, right?
"Master Sun, do you know how to raise maggots?"
Someone asked anxiously.
"Teacher, if you don't know how, where did these maggots come from? I told you not to burn them, but you just didn't listen."
Gray Stone was very angry.
The teacher's hard work was all in vain.
"Master Sun, er, Prophet Sun, it's all my fault."
Hui Yan was at a loss and quickly changed his name, feeling like a sinner.
What?
Never admit your mistake?
He was afraid that Sun Mo would become angry and defect to the Hongyan tribe. Once they learn witchcraft, his tribe would be in catastrophe.
Of course, although Huiyan has a short-sighted vision, he has a heart that thinks about the tribe, so he apologizes.
"Have you ever thought that since chickens and ducks are difficult to raise, why not raise cattle and sheep? These two animals eat grass."
Sun Mo taught: "The child is too young to go hunting, but he can cut the grass, right?"
Most of the time, the food of the tribesmen is not enough. Even if there is occasionally excess, they will be dried and made into jerky.
"If the ewes give birth to lambs, even if they are less, two at a time, you will have a flock in a few years."
Sun Mo was bewildered.
Sure enough, the women's eyes suddenly became eager.
Even in modern times, who doesn’t want to live a better life?
"When the ewe gives birth to her lamb, I will teach you how to deliver it!"
Sun Mo can't buy skill books from the system now, but he has watched similar poverty alleviation technology programs and knows a little bit about them.
Furthermore, if a sheep dies, it dies.
"Prophet Sun, please teach me how to raise chickens!"
"Prophet Sun, I want to learn how to raise sheep!"
"I want to learn how to raise maggots!"
Amidst the sound of a large group of chickens and sheep being raised, the sentence "Raising maggots" suddenly popped up, and Sun Mo couldn't help but look over.
I have to say, this is a smart one.
By then, everyone will be able to make a good living by selling maggots exclusively.
Hui Yan's rough and dark cheeks turned even redder, showing embarrassment and shame.
"Didn't you throw away the mushrooms I planted?"
Sun Mo asked again.
Huiyan immediately swept towards the tribe, and if anyone touched Sun Mo's things, he would be expelled from the tribe.
"Let's go and see together!"
Sun Mo knew that it was time for something shocking.
He led a group of people to the planting house and opened the lock.
Hui Yan walked in, and when his eyes adjusted to the dim light in the stone house, he immediately shouted, because the stone house was filled with wooden shelves, and there were many stone basins placed on the wooden shelves.
Now, these stone basins are filled with clusters of mushrooms.
Sun Mo picked a piece of mushroom and chewed it like potato chips.
"prophet."
Huiyan's body was shaking with excitement.
"It's not poisonous. Do you want to have a taste?"
As soon as Sun Mo finished speaking, Hui Yan couldn't help but stretched out his hand, pulled out a handful of mushrooms, and stuffed them directly into his mouth.
Click! Click!
The unique fishy smell of mushrooms permeates the mouth.
It doesn’t taste very good, but it’s filling!
"Prophet, can we plant this winter?"
Huiyan asked.
"Yes, but the temperature of the stone house must not be too low."
Sun Mo smiled.
"This is easy!"
Hui Yan laughed loudly. It was hard to find prey in winter, but there were big bare trees everywhere. It was too easy to chop wood and make a fire.
From now on, we will have endless mushrooms to eat in the winter, so we don’t have to go hungry anymore.
With Hui Yan thinking this, he knelt down with a pop and kowtowed to Sun Mo.
"Great Prophet, please forgive my ignorance and offense!"
This time, Hui Yan was really convinced and willingly wanted Sun Mo to be the great prophet of the tribe.
"Get up!"
Sun Mo didn't care: "I'm not teaching you this just to be a prophet."
After Hui Yan kowtowed a few more times, he left the stone house and shouted at the tribesmen who were watching the excitement outside.
"From today on, Master Sun will be the great prophet of our tribe. Anyone who disrespects him will be punished by beheading!"
hiss!
Huiyan's words made many tribesmen gasp.
Is it necessary to be so cruel?
When Gray Bird heard this, he became anxious. If Sun Mo became the Great Prophet, wouldn't Gray Stone's status also become higher?
Can't bear it!
So he yelled: "Chief, Sun Mo is just an outsider, please think twice!"
"Pull him down, hang him up and beat him!"
Huiyan didn't explain it at all, it was just punishment.
"By the way, Prophet, we have discovered some of the plants you asked us to find."
As if offering a treasure from the limestone, he took out some grapes and a piece of sugar cane.
Grapes are very sour and cannot be eaten, but they can be used to make wine. As for sugar cane...
"Did you find much sugar cane?"
Sun Mo was very happy and could show off his talents again.
"a lot of."
The chief nodded.
"Then please go cut down all these sugar canes and bring them back."
If the chief had heard this request a day ago, he would have definitely asked why, but now he dared not and just complied.
"Grey Stone, take someone with you to cut down the sugar cane."
Huiyan ordered.
"OK!"
Hui Shi's face flushed with excitement. He was promoted thanks to Sun Mo's favor. Otherwise, given his age, he would not be qualified to lead the team.
Three days later, the Greystone team brought back a lot of sugar cane, and Sun Mo didn't waste time and took advantage of the break to make a lot of tools.
On the fifth day, the weather was fine and Sun Mo appeared in a large open space.
"Today, we make sugar!"
Sun Mo announced.
"Sugar? What is that?"
None of the stone tool natives knew this.
"Can you still do this?"
Bai Fu was surprised.
Even in Kyushu, this technology is strictly confidential.
Sugar is as expensive as silver, and ordinary people cannot afford it.
"I happened to learn it."
In modern times, Sun Mo passed the time by reading online articles, among which historical ones, sugar and salt production, were essential means to make a fortune and accumulate wealth in the early stage.
Sun Mo learned about it out of interest.
It's really simple.
First press the sugar cane into juice, then filter out the impurities, then pour it into a stone pot, heat it and boil it, then let it stand and settle. After an hour, pour it into a larger stone pot and start cooking.
As the water evaporates, all that's left is brown sugar.
The sugar making process begins.
The most troublesome, time-consuming and tiring step is the step of boiling and concentrating. The stirring process cannot be stopped, otherwise the sugar will become thin and mushy.
It usually lasts several hours.
Of course, as the syrup gradually became thicker, the fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger, so the people in the tribe began to gather here after smelling the smell, especially the dwarfs, who gathered around the stone pot.
, drooling.
"Stay away, be careful of getting burned."
Lu Zhiruo kept reminding her.
"Okay, take it out!"
After Sun Mo finished speaking, Hui Yan took it upon himself to lift the stone pot and pour the brown sticky substance inside onto a bamboo board.
During this process, Sun Mo was still stirring the syrup, in order to obtain powdered sugar, otherwise it would just be a paste.
Finally, all the processes are completed.
Looking at the brown sugar on the bamboo board, Hui Yan's throat rolled and he swallowed saliva.
“Try it!”
Sun Mo was not interested in this.
In fact, you can also purify and filter brown sugar into white sugar, but for primitive people, it is not necessary, after all, there is no difference in nutritional value.
White sugar is expensive mainly because it looks good and tastes good. It is sold as a luxury product to the rich.
More than a dozen hands reached into the bamboo board, dipped some powdered sugar in it, and put it into their mouths. Then, the whole world was overwhelmed by an unprecedented taste.
Huiyan was stunned and at a loss. Then he couldn't help but think of the time when his parents loved him, he thought of hunting with his wife, and he thought of giving birth to his first son...
This candy is full of the taste of happiness!
Tears couldn't help but cut through Hui Shi's cheeks.
After eating candy, now even if I die, it will be worth it.
"This kind of brown sugar can be used as your tribe's flagship product and used to exchange supplies with other tribes."
Sun Mo offers advice.
Plop!
Huiyan knelt down again.
He didn't know what to say, so he kept kowtowing.
The other primitive people thought the chief was crazy, but after tasting the brown sugar, they all knelt down.
This is a delicacy that only gods are qualified to enjoy!
And the Great Prophet brought it to the Graystone Tribe.
Sun Mo's status has skyrocketed, becoming even higher than that of Hui Yan.
In the days that followed, Sun Mo began to teach everyone how to make pottery and bricks. After discovering some wild silkworms, he even tried to raise silkworms.
Sun Mo was immersed in this busy and monotonous life of fishing in cages and slash-and-burn farming, just like he used to play a stand-alone version of a development game.
More than three months passed by in a hurry, and just when Sun Mo was thinking about how to clear the game, the earthquake broke out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground shook and the stone houses collapsed, it was like the end of the world.