The soybeans brought back by the trade team of the Qingque tribe were cleaned up by Han Cheng.

The number is not much, only a small half jar, more than five catties.

These beans, if there is less okara and the water used to grind the tofu is good, it is not a problem to produce a tofu.

In the process of making tofu, you can also make some soy milk or tofu flowers to drink.

After swallowing his saliva a few times, Han Cheng still suppressed this impulse.

Although both Yan and Mao said that there were still a lot of soybeans in that tribe, for the sake of insurance, Han Cheng still didn't want to take this risk.

If the tribe eats all the remaining soybeans when they go again, won't it be a big loss?

If the tribe wants to grow soybeans, won't it have to be postponed for another year?

Moreover, there was no stone mill in the tribe at this time, and without this tool, it would be quite troublesome to pulp the beans.

So Han Cheng couldn't help it.

Even though he wanted to get the soybeans of that tribe earlier, Han Cheng still did not agree to the request of Yan and Mao.

Instead of letting them go immediately, they were forced to rest in the tribe for seven days before they were allowed to go out again.

Soybeans are important, but the people in the tribe are even more important, and in Han Cheng's cognition, the lives of the people in the Qingque tribe are much more important than those foreign things.

Another reason is that the five deer who traveled with the caravan have reached the estrus period one after another, and they need to stay in the tribe and let the deer uncle help them solve their physiological problems.

When they set off, Han Cheng took out the small piece of granite again, and asked them to go to the tribe with granite and bring back a few regular pieces of granite.

When the time comes, let the stonemasons chisel out the wood and grind out some stones.

Granite, which is hard and not easy to wear, is the best material for stone grinding.

If you put a large grinding plate for grinding rice, you don't need to pay attention to the materials.

The two of them set off again with the caravan, beating their chests and promising that they would definitely bring back soybeans and granite.

Chicken ~ chicken, twenty-one (yi); Duck ~ Duck, twenty-eight; Goose ~ goose, thirty-one (dialect, one (yue) four tones, the sound produced is not too standard. Use (yuo) four tones, so that the syllables are spelled accurately, but there is no such spelling...... ）

If you rhyme like this, it's the same as three cats, four dogs, six pigs, six sheep, and seven horses, all of which are talking about the time it takes for these animals to be born from pregnancy.

The difference is that chickens and ducks are based on days, and cattle and sheep are followed by 'months'.

Time flies, one or twenty days pass in a blink of an eye, and the rooster that was gelding, to this day, has been hatching for a full twenty-one days.

So after sending the caravan away, Han Chengcheng came to the chicken pen to guard.

As soon as he came here, he heard a faint cry of a little chick, and Han Cheng was immediately overjoyed.

These guys really came out as promised.

Lying on the edge of the chicken pen, I looked carefully left and right, but I didn't see the newborn chicks, thinking that they were drilling under the rooster with a 'loving' face, playing hide and seek in the feathers.

However, in front of the rooster, there was an eggshell that had been made out of the nest, and the inside of the eggshell was covered with some dried blood.

The chick crowed for a while and then stopped crowing, I don't know if it was because I felt the warmth of my father's love, or through the old rooster, I knew that there was a character who was not easy to mess with.

When everything around was quiet, Han Cheng could hear some subtle 'bang' sounds, which were not yet chicks pecking at the eggshells and wanting to come to this world earlier.

After looking here for a while, he didn't see the chick, and although Han Cheng was a little anxious, he didn't have the idea of blasting the rooster out of the chicken coop.

He knows that now is the important time to hatch the chickens, if the rooster is bombarded at this time, and the cold is prolonged, those chickens that are about to break out of the shell will die in it.

A small life, except for becoming a hairy egg, there will be no other changes.

Han Cheng watched here for a while and left, went to work elsewhere for a while, and then walked around again.

Several times a day, the old rooster has been lying there, except for becoming more and more 'kind', there is no other change.

Very patient, it is necessary to hatch every egg into the chicks.

If it doesn't move, the chicks that have just been born won't come out.

Chickens are oviparous animals, unlike mammals.

The young mammals hide under their mothers and still have milk to eat, and the oviparous animals can only starve.

Well, it seems that even if the oviparous animals can feed, the newborn chicks will starve as well.

Fortunately, newborn chicks are particularly hungry, unlike mammals, and they have to find milk to eat if they stand unsteadily.

After Han Cheng checked it a few times, he looked at it and knew that the rooster would not 'get out of the nest' today, so he could be regarded as leaving completely.

Holding Bai Xuemei at night and listening to her stomach for a while, Han Cheng fell asleep.

Not long after falling asleep, he began to dream, dreaming of two wrinkled dolls, surrounding him and calling his father, Han Cheng was surprised and delighted.

But then the fright came, and the two wrinkled dolls, somehow, grew a piece of hair on their bodies, became fluffy, and their mouths became pointed, and the more they looked at them, the more they looked like oversized chicks.

"Whew~!"

Han Cheng, who woke up from the dream, confirmed that it was just a dream, and it would be several months before his little cub was born, which could be regarded as a breath of relief.

The scene in the dream was really scary.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand and quietly touched Bai Xuemei's body for a short while, then he couldn't help but feel sleepy and fell asleep again.

"Daddy is here!"

"Daddy is back!"

The two chicken-like cubs howled excitedly, and then flapped their wings and rushed towards the startled Han Cheng.

Thinking of the feeling of these two chicken-like cubs arching into his arms to find milk to eat, and pecking at the key parts with their pointed beaks, Han Cheng turned around and ran away.

"Where's Daddy?"

"Where's Daddy?"

The two chickens fluttered their wings behind and kept running after them.

"Lao Tzu doesn't have cubs like you, and I don't have milk for you to eat......"

Han Cheng turned around and scolded viciously, running fast under his feet, but after all, he still didn't run fast without wings......

"Whew~"

Opening his eyes to feel everything familiar around him, Han Cheng couldn't help but gasp for breath.

He shuddered at the thought of the scene in his dream.

It's so brutal!

Fortunately, the chickens don't eat milk, if so, wouldn't the old rooster who was just a father be tortured to death by those chickens?

Han Cheng couldn't help but reach out and rub it on his chest.

He was a little afraid to sleep, fearing that once he slept he would dream of the two cruel little cubs again.

Damn, it's weird that you can make a series in a dream!