There was a crunch sound.

Robles, who was quick-eyed, pushed the clay pot on the wooden table beside him to the ground.

Marbury was taken aback, and subconsciously looked over, and his attention was instantly diverted.

"It's terrible. Robles kept his composure, revealing a look of annoyance: "It's too dark in this damn room, why is the clay pot here?"

Robles was stalling, and he vividly remembered that on the night his daughter went crazy, in her bedroom, there stood a familiar figure - his deceased wife. This made him think it was a hallucination for a while, but in two years, especially after his daughter was in a daze for a long time, some strange phenomena would appear around him.

For example, two identical chairs, two identical vases, and two identical handkerchiefs. Robles has seen countless times that these identical things tend to exist for a very short time before disappearing on their own.

Robles was nervous, this was his biggest secret, and if Marbury found out, if he told the local nobles, Veronica might also be executed as possessed by the devil.

When Marbury frowned and slowly moved his gaze back to the table, Robles even had the idea of killing people. But luckily, the extra piece of bacon on the table was gone.

"Hey, man, let me come along. Robles pretended to be relaxed, and tore a slice from the bacon and put it in his mouth: "You are not lying, this salted meat has a good taste." ”

"Huh...... Marbury replied casually, a little dazed in his head, and wandered around the table for a long time, sobbing, "Robles, you didn't see anything strange just now, did you?"

"What's strange?" said Robles, puzzled.

"Hmm......" Marbury frowned, he did see it clearly just now, but now he disappeared inexplicably, making him confused: "Right at this table, I seem to have seen just now, two pieces of salted meat?"

"Hahaha......" Robles smiled and patted him on the broad shoulder, "what are you kidding?

"Of course not. Marbury smiled awkwardly and muttered to himself: Could it be that I am dazzled?

Marbury is very honest, but not stupid, Robles took the madman Veronica into exile to the frontier, and it will certainly not be as simple as illness. He had heard a lot of strange things in the tavern of Waterdeep, and this world was far from being as simple as it seemed, and there were many strange and strange things.

"Whew...... I'll give you this bacon and I'll go back." Marbury yawned and patted Robles on the shoulder, "By the way, Mr. Dalin, you're a nice man." ”

After sending Marbury away, Robles did not completely relax, he didn't know if Marbury believed it or not, but he was just a stonemason, and killing people was just a thought, and it was not realistic to really put it into action.

"Veronica......" Robles looked at his daughter with a complicated expression and let out a long sigh.

......

The first batch of red bricks was cooled and then removed from the furnace and displayed in front of everyone. The bricks are pale yellow, which should be due to the excessive impurities mixed in the clay when screening the clay, such as calcium oxide, potassium oxide, etc., which is too high, resulting in a fade of color.

Bell crotch ......

Sir Weimar tapped his knuckles on the surface of the bricks, and there was a crisp sound, but the weight was lighter than that of the stone: "Your Excellency, this should be the clay brick that the wise man said, it is lighter than the stone brick, and the sound is more crisp." ”

"You can try the strength of it. Leah drew a dagger from her waist and carved it into the surface of the red brick, leaving only a light white mark on the hardened surface: "It's worse than a hard stone brick, but it's also much stronger than wood." ”

"yes. Weimar looked at the clay bricks with satisfaction: "It may not be enough to build a castle with a walled city." But it's perfectly fine to build a sheltered house. The point is that it is cheap, and you only need to dig some red clay and burn some black stone to make it in large quantities. ”

"That's right!" This cheap and practical clay brick made Lia also very satisfied: "This is really a bit incredible, I think, our people, before the winter, can live in a brick house." ”

"It's a pity that to build a house, you need skilled stonemasons. Weimar shook his head helplessly, building a house is not just a matter of piling bricks, only a stonemason who is good at construction, laying the foundation, designing the structure, and coordinating various construction procedures.

"Stonemason......" Leah's eyebrows furrowed, "Sir Weimar, this may be solved." Blackstone has recently recruited a group of craftsmen, including a stonemason named Robles Enfield, who is said to have presided over the construction of many well-known buildings, including the stone castle of Earl's Manor, as well as the restoration of the church. ”

"That's wonderful!" said Sir Weimar, relieved that it was a piece of cake for a craftsman who had presided over the construction of the stone fort to build the brick house.

"Sir Weimar, I'll leave it to you for now. The second batch of bricks will arrive soon, and I think you already know the process of firing. Leah picked up two neat clay bricks and put them in a linen bag: "I will now go to the wise man's dwelling and inform him of the good news." ”

"No problem, leave it to me. By the way, say hello to the wise man for me. ”

Sir Weimar had been observing the brick-burning process all day, including the filling and exhausting of the steam engine, and he was already eager to try these new things.

......

"Luna, for plants to bear fruit, there is a lot of knowledge that you haven't paid attention to. "On the fertile plains by the Ness River, a green cornfield, Qin Song took Luna through it.

It's actually a bit of a shame that this fertile soil is used to grow corn. However, the yield of corn is much higher than that of wheat, and it can be used as a supplementary food to alleviate food consumption in winter.

"For example, the corn in front of you, as you say, will have a lot of fruit that will not bear fruit. It's not a matter of your divine power, nor is it a matter of seeds. Qin Song twisted the corn ear flowers like a beard in his hand, and after his guidance, all these corn were born until the corn ear flowers bloomed, and then the birth was stopped.

Luna tugged at the corn leaves and followed behind Qin Song, listening intently.

"These whiskers are the ears of corn, and in order to bear fruit, it takes some kind of wonderful combination. ”

"Bond?" Luna couldn't understand.

"Yes. Qin Song plucked a spike flower: "Luna, why do bees collect nectar?"

Luna hurriedly replied, "Of course, I want to brew honey to eat." ”

"Then why do flowers have nectar?"

"Uh......" Luna scratched her head and stuck out her tongue, "for the scent?"

"You're half right. Qin Song nodded: "Flowers contain nectar and exude fragrance, which is to attract bees." And the bees are the messengers of their reproductive race, and the industrious bees land in the stamens to collect nectar, which will take away the pollen, and then come to another flower to leave the pollen behind. The stamens are also divided into male and female, and only when male and female are combined can they produce seeds or fruits. ”

"Oh my God. Luna's face was full of surprise: "Is the stamen also divided into male and female?"

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Qin Song smiled slightly: "Just like the corn in front of him, his flowers are divided into two types, one is male and the other is female. And the wheat you have planted, the female and male flowers are one, so under the impetus of your divine power, they will spontaneously combine. ”

"That's weird, isn't it?" Luna's eyes widened, touching the soft whiskers of the spike flower, "Can flowers also be divided into male and female like animals?"

"Wind!"

"Wind?"

"Yes, the wind can make them fly pollen, so they can combine spontaneously. ”

"Is that so?" Luna thought for a moment, and after a while, suddenly pouted and said aggrievedly, "No wonder I'm a windy elf, so my mission is farming?"

As a witch with a dream of bravery, although she will vomit when she sees a bloody scene, she has never given up, cheering and cheering every day, practicing diligently, looking forward to the day when the wind elves will roll up a terrifying hurricane and destroy all evil.

Now it seems...... It turns out that the wind is also used for farming?

This merciless fact made her wilt like a frosted eggplant.

Qin Song couldn't help but laugh: "Luna, you don't like farming?"

"Well...... Luna whispered, tilting her head, "and I don't like it." It is...... I think the real brave should be like Linda, Elena and Leah. I want to be as good as them. ”