Ye Feng then picked up the remaining packets of seeds, they were all seeds that Ye Feng hadn't seen for a long time, either he didn't remember very clearly, or he hadn't seen them at all, and the size was about the same, it was really difficult to identify, it was estimated that only experienced old farmers could distinguish them.

If some seeds were not sown in this season, and they were sown like this, and they did not adapt to the environment of the season and died, wouldn't it be wasted?

So in the end, Ye Feng could only take out the peppers, cucumbers, and other seeds that he could distinguish and were sown in this season, and put all the seeds that he didn't recognize together. When you have time, take a small portion of them to make it to see what the dish is, and then choose the corresponding time to sow it. Anyway, judging from the smell of the insecticides used to prevent insects from these seeds, you don't have to be afraid of insects if you leave them for a year or two.

Holding an animal skin containing rice seeds in one hand and a few small bags containing vegetable seeds in the other, Ye Feng was about to go out, but Liu Junting stopped him: "Ye Feng, the hay you want is ready!" ”

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Okay, then you can put it in the seedling field!" Liu Junting nodded, turned to leave, and Ye Feng followed.

This seedling field is not far from the rice field, only a few meters apart in the middle, this land is more strange, a few meters apart is different soil quality, this seedling field is loose, typical sandy soil, just can be used to raise seedlings, too compacted land, is not conducive to the germination of tender shoots of rice.

Ye Feng arrived at the edge of the seedling field, put the seeds in her hand on the ground, and looked at the busy scene of a group of primitive people, she also wanted to join in, and took the hoe handed by a clansman, judging from the rough appearance, this is undoubtedly a hoe made of stone.

Due to the fact that the hoes made of other stones broke after digging a few times, Ye Feng used obsidian extravagantly, which was not understood by many clansmen, you must know that the prosperous Sky Wolf tribe did not use it as an ordinary tool, but only used it on the most needed weapons.

"Hey, I'm tired!" Ye Feng shaved the soil a few times, and his back hurt, and the surface of the stone hoe was not smooth enough, and your soil would always stick to it when he dug it, and the more he accumulated, the heavier the weight became. Not only that, but the rough surface always has too much resistance when it enters the soil, and every time you dig the soil, you have to exert a lot of force to dig the hoe into the soil. Ye Feng was so tired in the end that he couldn't hold on, so he excused himself to throw the stone hoe into the ground while he had other things to do, and started to be a shopkeeper.

"When Lao Tzu finds copper ore, he has to make a hoe!" Ye Feng complained while chattering with broken thoughts, while walking aimlessly. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, but he didn't come up with anything.

It wasn't until a gust of wind blew a wisp of fine sand into his eyes that he suddenly remembered that you didn't have the fine soil you had prepared for Yu'an, and the fine soil needed to be sifted out with a sieve.

The reason why the soil is sieved with a sieve is that the soil is too large and will hold down the seeds, which is very unfavorable for the growth of young shoots, thus reducing the germination rate.

Ye Feng was very naughty when he was a child, often quarreled with his parents, and ran to his grandfather in the countryside after the quarrel, and in a corner of his grandfather's house, he could always see a bamboo vessel with many holes.

The tribe now has ready-made bamboo, Ye Feng is basically a layman for weaving strips, and the final thing made up is completely a four, the holes on it are large and small, and the largest Ye Feng feels that he can put down one of his fists, but his level is limited to this, and there is really no way.

Ye Feng sat in front of his failed product in a daze, thinking about what he should do next.

"Ye Feng, what are you doing? I looked at it for a long time and didn't see what it was. A voice sounded abruptly behind Ye Feng, scaring Ye Feng enough.

Ye Feng turned his head and looked, it turned out to be your tree root, looking at his appearance, I don't know how long he stood behind him.

Ye Feng pointed to a stone beside him and motioned for him to sit down, and only after the root of the tree sat down did Ye Feng reply, "I'm making a sieve, but I can't make it." ”

"That'...... I try, can I not? The root said tentatively.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why, I didn't know how to do it, you would?" ”

The root nodded, and received: "I've watched you for a long time, and it seems that you have learned!" ”

"You said you learned it after just watching it once?" Ye Feng asked. Seeing him and nodded, Ye Feng got up and gave up his seat and asked him to make it up for him.

The roots of the tree, which had previously been very unskillful, became more and more skilled after breaking two bamboo sticks, and in less than half an hour, a brand new sieve appeared in his hands.

Ye Feng took the sieve and looked at it carefully, he was made very compact, there was no loose appearance, those holes were very even, and the size was appropriate.

The performance of the tree root today, that Ye Feng got to know the tree root from a new age, originally he thought that the tree root was just a little smarter than ordinary people, but after a closer look, he learned one thing, not to mention his identity as a primitive person, even if he found a modern person in the future life, he might not be able to do it.

It seems that he has other places that he has not dug up, Ye Feng thought so, he must teach him skills even one-on-one, and he can't bury such a good talent.

Of course, that was for the future, and now the land must be planted first, so Ye Feng lifted the traffic jam made by the roots of the tree and walked towards the seedling field.

As soon as he arrived at the seedling field, he found that the people had almost finished hoeing the ground. Ye Feng called them over, found a few stone shovels, and asked two people to lift the sieve, Ye Feng used the shovel to shovel the soil into the sieve, and the two people quickly swayed the plug from side to side, and the fine soil fell from the hole, and a large piece of soil was left in the stopper.

Ye Feng and the two of them quickly poured aside the large particles of soil in the sieve, and then hid a shovel of soil, as they did above.

After a while, there was a pile of half-human-high fine soil in front of them, and Ye Feng estimated that it was almost enough, so he stopped them and told them to put away the sieve and wait for the next use.

The primitive people looked at the sieve with amazed eyes, they didn't know why the plug was able to separate the size of the soil, and they didn't know what Ye Feng was collecting these small dirt for, but no one stepped forward to ask Ye Feng, they only knew that as long as they followed Ye Feng, there was nothing that could not be done, and there was nothing that was not beneficial to the tribe.

Ye Feng was also very distressed about this, although he said that he didn't have to bother to explain it to them, and he was relaxed. But Ye Feng was worried that they would only blindly follow themselves, and the first thing that came to mind was him, but he didn't want to forge ahead, which was not good for the development of a tribe.

To be continued