The sun shines down through the woods, refracted by the dewdrops hanging below the leaves, emitting colorful haloes.
There was no wind, and a yellow leaf fell silently from the branch, swirling and landing on Xiaofu's head under the tree.
It shook its head to shake the naughty leaf to the ground, and then looked at the wolves around it.
The ground is wet, which is caused by the heavy rain yesterday.
Xiaofu, whose hair was wet from the rain, looked increasingly dull.
In this wolf pack, there are two female wolves in estrus in succession. Being young and energetic, she naturally has a bounden responsibility.
After a few days, Xiaofu looked like this.
These past few days, Xiaofu has been enjoying himself rather than thinking about Shu.
If your head is itchy, you can wash it at any time. If you are tired of washing your head, you can wander around with the wolves, hunt some prey, and then lie down and take a nap...
Such a leisurely life is much better than when I was in the tribe.
After all, at that time, it actually had to accept the leadership of a deer. In addition to the deer, Fu Jiang could also control it.
The most cruel thing is the master who likes to kick his own butt whenever he has nothing to do...
Of course, those were just the thoughts of Xiaofu, who had just integrated into the wolf pack. At this time, after the romance had passed, he still thought of the place where he had lived since he was a child.
It wants to go back, after all, this is not its long-term stay.
Another leaf fell and landed not far from Xiaofu. Xiaofu looked sideways, then turned and left.
The female wolf who was standing idle or playing beside him followed him. After getting along for a while, they have completely accepted this young and strong new alpha wolf.
"Woooo..."
After walking for a while, Xiaofu noticed what was happening behind him. He stopped, turned around and barked at the wolves, not wanting them to follow him.
However, the wolves in this small group had identified it, and even after urging it repeatedly, they still followed it.
After several unsuccessful attempts, Xiaofu no longer drove them away, but took them away together...
The orchard not far from the Qingque Tribe was filled with laughter and laughter. Even if the temperature became a little cold due to the rain, it could not reduce the joy in their hearts.
Wu held a small basket in his hand and kept picking up the fruits that fell on the ground. After filling them, he poured them into another large bucket.
These fallen fruits are picked back and the ones with better color are peeled off and used to make wine, vinegar and canned fruits. The ones with poor color are used to feed rabbits and wild boars.
Anyway, as long as you get it back, you can't waste it.
However, this year compared with previous years, there were not many fruits falling on the ground. Firstly, because the fruits have more uses and have received great attention from the tribe, they will not be like in previous years. They only need to store some and leave the rest.
It was left to fend for itself.
Secondly, the population in the tribe is much larger than before. When doing other things, people can also be allocated to pick fruits and transport them to the tribe.
Because they are picked in time, there are fewer fruits falling on the ground.
However, less falling on the ground does not mean less fruit on the trees.
The witch who poured a basket of fallen fruits into the tumbler looked up at the surrounding trees laden with fruits, grinning with a toothless mouth.
This year the orchard has produced extraordinarily many fruits, more than in previous years!
In the spring, Wu was still worried that these fruit trees had lost so many twigs at once, and their output would be reduced this year. Who would have thought that these fruit trees that had lost so many branches and leaves would not only not lose their output, but also gain rare benefits.
great harvest!
Even now, Wu felt that this thing was very magical, but he was vaguely aware of some reasons.
Although fruit trees in the past had many flowers, many of the fruits they produced fell off as soon as they began to grow, and some withered directly on the trees.
In this way, the trees grow and fall, and when the fruit matures, there will be very few fruits left on the tree.
This year's fruits are different. At first, due to the vigorous pruning of the Son of God, after the flowers bloomed, there were much fewer small fruits left on the tree compared to the same time in previous years. However, very few of these fruits fell.
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This situation has continued until now, creating a scene of fruitful results!
Wu Wan picked up a fruit that had just fallen. There was a spot on the fruit that had been pecked by a bird. Wu Wan didn't mind, just wiped it with his hand and put it into his mouth.
At this time, the fruits have matured in large quantities. The fruits that have been pecked by birds are very ripe and have excellent taste.
While Wu was eating the fruit, he looked at the people who were busy picking the fruits and putting them into the vines with laughter and laughter. He felt particularly happy.
He couldn't get enough of the harvest and joyful scenes.
When looking at these, I couldn't help but think of the Son of God.
Although he had already been deeply respected by the Son of God in his heart, Wu still wanted to praise the Son of God vigorously at this time...
In the tribe, steam was rising from the pottery jars set up, and there were many washed and dried jars beside them.
A sweet and rich smell spread here. Han Cheng, who turned into a chef, stood here with a spoon in his hand. Sometimes he would lift the lid of the pot to look at the condition inside.
"Be prepared!"
When Han Cheng saw that the fruit in a pottery vat had been cooked, he spoke out to the people around him.
Then he picked up a large spoon, scooped up a spoonful of the tumbling fruit, and poured it directly into the jar.
In a few moments, one jar was filled.
"quick!"
He urged, and the man next to him quickly covered the mouth of the jar with the big tree leaves he was holding.
There is propolis smeared around the mouth of the jar. After pressing it up, press it around and it will be firmly stuck and no more air will get in.
After waiting like this for a short while, the oily large tree leaves covering the mouth of the jar suddenly sunk in and stuck tightly to it.
After Han Cheng saw this reaction, he was a little stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed. It seemed that this time the canned fruit could be made!
Han Cheng is also exploring ways to improve the manufacturing method of canned fruits.
The problem of "making wine in a vat is good for making vinegar, but the jar is sour" will not happen to him. Although he has a liberal arts background, he lives in later generations. The reason for the deterioration of various things is due to the decomposition of bacteria and high-temperature sterilization.
There is still some common sense in these.
After experiencing the transformation of cans into wine, if you carefully review your own canning process, you can probably find out which link went wrong.
After targeted modifications, we have what we have today.
After Han Cheng was overjoyed, he sped up his movements and continued filling canned fruits.
After being busy like this for a while, there was a noise at the door of the courtyard. Han Cheng hurriedly turned around to look.
