Ben covered his face with his hands, only showing his two eyes, and ran back to his residence as if he were fleeing, for fear of being seen by others.

He broke through the good things of Ding Qi and the deer, and was cleaned up by the deer, but Ding Qi, who was watching, was shocked. The deer is like a female beast, frantically beating Ben's head and face, with an uppercut on the left and a swing on the right, making Ben cry and beg for mercy. But he didn't dare to shout too loudly, lest he be heard by outsiders, and his face would be lost.

But it's useless, it's good that the deer didn't kill people, and he won't show mercy. Who made me a woman? Oh, by the way, I'm still the tribal healer, and I'm punishing this blatant voyeur in the name of God.

Ben was really wronged, but he couldn't afford to provoke any of these two, so he had to swallow his tears into his stomach and go back to Feng to comfort him. Well, why should I tease them?

The good thing was broken, and the deer also vented, and finally he was really embarrassed to stay here with Ding Qi again, so he turned around and ran back to his residence, giving Ding Qi, who wanted to talk and wanted to keep her, the back of his head.

Ding Qi smashed his mouth, reminiscing about the taste in his mouth just now, hehe smiled, picked up a clay bowl, filled a bowl for the deer, and asked people to send it to the deer. He himself took a thick bamboo tube five or six centimeters high and a small clay pot, put the ghee in the clay pot, and then placed the clay pot on the charcoal fire, and it was not long before all the ghee melted.

Then Ding Qi handed over the five bamboo tubes and brought them, and poured some melted ghee into each of them. When the ghee begins to curdle, insert a wick made of fine hemp rope and try to keep the wick in the middle of the ghee. Finally, put the five bamboo joints in a cool and ventilated place, let them cool until they cool and form, and then they can be used.

After a hasty lunch, Ding Qi, who had rested for an hour, led people to the field that had been leveled, and first asked a group of people to use a rake to pull out ridges and ridges, leading straight to the ground. Each ridge is spaced 25 centimeters apart, and on either side is a ditch for drainage and watering.

The people in front are hugging the ridges, and there are people in the back who plant the cabbage seeds one by one according to Ding Qi's arrangement at a distance of 20 centimeters, the depth is only 1.5 centimeters, not too deep, otherwise it will not emerge, and if it is too shallow, it may cause the roots to be thin or eaten by birds.

After planting cabbage seeds, someone has begun to open the sluice gate of the ditch to divert water into the ridge and start watering the ground according to the process.

At present, the tribe has a large population, and it is completely possible for two people to be responsible for pulling out a ridge of ridges, and one person behind them to plant rapeseeds, which only needs three people, and a unit of twenty ridges is only sixty people. Add in the five people who put water on the ground, and only sixty-five people are needed in total.

Even with so many people, a third of the plots were not finished before dark, but it didn't matter, they continued the next day.

In the evening, Ding Qi took a group of main characters of the tribe to the Dragon Palace, and took out the butter lamp he had made before, and the ghee in the bamboo tube had been completely solidified, leaving only one wick outside. He put the ghee lamp and a bowl of ghee together, and then in the flickering light of the torches, Ding Qi pointed to the bowl of ghee and introduced it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the ghee I made from goat's milk. It tastes very good, everyone can try it. ”

The deer got up and quickly distributed a small piece of ghee to everyone, looking a little reluctant. Although Ding Qi said that there will be more and more of this thing, for her foodie, she hopes that all the delicious things will be in her arms.

Everyone threw the ghee into their mouths, and there was a burst of admiration, and everyone said that it was the best food they had ever eaten.

Ding Qi rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, "Who just ate the fried venison with green peppers he made was the best food he had ever eaten? In front of the chef, he said that the chef made another food that was more delicious, and Ding Qi cried or laughed in his heart.

"Now the tribe has more than 300 sheep, more than half of the ewes. The next step is to increase the size of the flock and tell the hunting team that they can go out and hunt the flock and bring it back. Ben, you remember this! ”

Ben Zhiwu agreed, he didn't dare to look at the deer next to the leader, his face still hurts!

"When the size of the herd increases, you can also try to make it with milk, which is estimated to be better than the ghee made from goat's milk. Okay, so let's get back to business. This is a ghee lamp, and ghee has another important role. ”

Ding Qi pointed to the butter lamp formed by the bamboo tube and explained it to everyone.

"Lamps are appliances that can bring light to everyone at night, and can provide light when there is no fire source at night, so that everyone can continue to live and work. This butter lamp uses the ghee inside to shine, and it is this wick that plays a role, and the wick can be lit to light the lamp. ”

Ding Qi took out a bamboo branch, lit it on the torch, and then leaned over to the butter lamp and lit the wick. A faint ghee light slowly brightens up and contributes its own light and heat. But under the light of the torches around it, its light was a little insignificant, and it even felt like it would go out at any time. But it always burns, steady and persistent, unaffected by the bright but wavering light of the torch.

It's like a flat boat in the sea, let it blow and rain, and I won't move!

At some point, the surroundings darkened, and the torches lit around were removed, leaving only the faint flame that was still emitting its own light, stable and long-lasting.

The flame illuminated a radius of about five or six meters around him, and the closer he got to the center, the brighter it became. This firelight is like a light that illuminates people's hearts, and it can shine on every inch of this space. Sweep away the darkness, fill the eyes with light, no longer be bound by darkness and confusion, and gain the heart of wisdom.

Soon, four other butter lamps made of bamboo tubes were lit around, and the circle of light they formed merged with the circle of the lamp in the middle, and the front of the dragon totem suddenly shone brightly.

"Oh! Oh, my God! ”

"What do I see? The totem is alive! ”

"Is the dragon totem moving?"

The people around seemed to see the dragon totem come to life, and quickly knelt on the ground and bowed to the dragon totem.

Ding Qi was a little speechless, but he didn't know that when the four lamps were just placed in their respective positions, the firelight was flickering, giving people the scene of the dragon totem moving.

Ding Qi didn't want to explain, in this period, it was better to be mysterious. Ding Qi was very cooperative, and when everyone got up, he pretended to be deep and solemn.

"That's it! A ghee lamp is a candle flame that can be used to make candles from beeswax in the future, which can also provide light at night. I believe that with the joint efforts of all of us, we will create more miracles! ”

The crowd bowed down again and chanted the Aragami priesthood!

Since then, candles made of ghee have illuminated the world.

Early the next morning, Ding Qi again organized people to go to the remaining one-third of the plot and continue to plant cabbage seeds. By the time all the plots were planted, it was already about 10 o'clock in the morning, and by noon, all the plots had been watered. Next, it's a matter of waiting for the seeds to sprout.

After planting cabbage, Ding Qi returned to papermaking. Two mornings ago, I used soft straw paper to solve the most comfortable large size in this world, which really made Ding Qi feel so comfortable. Finally saying goodbye to bamboo, sticks, stones, leaves, and dirt, and returning to the semi-civilized society, Ding Qi sang in the toilet in his courtyard, and the little cutie rushed out of the house with a pout, thinking that it was the natural enemy of his own race, the wolf, and ran over.

Since paper is the first important thing, Ding Qi must do this well. With a group of interested people, Ding Qi devoted himself to papermaking, trying to understand every link, and strive to achieve perfection under the existing conditions. Make sure that the forage bark is free of impurities, that the proportion of lime is more appropriate, and that the cooking time is neither too long nor too short to ensure that the fibers can be separated. When cleaning, you can clean out as much lime as possible, and you should be careful enough when pounding the mortar, and you should be careful and careful when beating, remove as much raw meal as possible, and stir the clinker evenly.

As for the final papermaking link, Ding Qi is not afraid, he understands the truth that practice makes perfect, and more practice will always make suitable paper. He has only one goal, which is to familiarize everyone with the whole process and know by heart what should be done in the whole process. Even Ding Qi organized everyone to discuss and study together, and speak freely, in order to improve even a little bit of skills.

After more than ten days of hard work, the first real paper in the tribe came out, and the first paper in the world was born.

And the reason why it was born is because Aragami felt that it was really comfortable to use it to wipe his butt, and he got rid of the label of a low-level civilization. This statement, far from making future generations feel ridiculous, felt that Aragami could be close to life and close to the masses, and was the object of their eternal worship and respect, and was deeply remembered by the world.

As more and more paper was produced, Ding Qi began to cut these papers into booklets, on which he wrote enlightenment content such as the Three Character Sutra, as well as knowledge and skills such as mathematics. In particular, the members of the Witch Doctor were the first to be supplied by Tinch. Everyone finally got rid of the painful memory of using stone and wooden boards to write down things, and entered a new era.

Ding Qi devoted his whole energy to papermaking during this period, but did not relax the management and guidance of other things.

Jing's boat was finally ready to be launched after being brushed with five layers of tung oil. Ding Qi led a group of tribal leaders to participate in the launching ceremony of the small wooden boat, and Ding Qi and Lu prayed for the blessing of the wooden boat and the tribe. At the ceremony, the appearance of himself and the deer made him feel a deep sense of guilt. In the future, it is interesting whether the people of the world will treat themselves and the deer as a pair of deceitful sticks!

After the launching ceremony, Ding Qi and Jing rowed a boat to the center of the lake, surrounded by white sturgeons playing around, until the waves in the center of the lake were a little bigger, and the resistance of the small boats was getting stronger and stronger, and the two turned back to the shore.

It was only on the ship that Ding Qi explained to Jing the direction of the future development of the steamer. Large and medium-sized wooden ships, sails, etc., can be regarded as opening the door to another world for Jing, full of novel scenes, which really make Jing unimaginable.

Once the paper was made, Tinch taught the stag elders about the mess, and he himself went headlong into making soap after inspecting all the tribe's possessions.

This is also the soap that Ding Qi has been thinking about.

There was still some time before the tribe harvested the rice, and after arranging for the red deer to make some sickles, Ding Qi came to the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, where various dishes and meats are processed, there is a large clay pot. When the lid was lifted, a foul smell pierced people's nostrils and made them retreat.

The contents of the clay jar were all kinds of oils and fats obtained from animals, which had not undergone any treatment, and were piled up, waiting for Ding Qi to turn them into treasures.

This clay jar is stored in almost pure animal fat, which has not turned into oil, but in the summer heat, it is still somewhat spoiled and smelly.

Ding Qi didn't care about this, and directly asked people to grab some of it and throw it into a bronze pot next to him, pour some water, and start to boil the oil slowly. This is the first step in making soap: oil refining.

The whole canteen was filled with the rich smell of meat, but Ding Qi knew that the oil boiled in this way would not dare everyone eat it. If you eat bad stomachs, it's really hard to treat them yourself.