"Taijia, didn't you come out for breakfast?"

Women's nerves are always much more sensitive than men's, and Thaijia's stomach just made a muffled sound when Xingfu heard it. Taijia scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "When I came out, my mother said that I didn't even have time to eat breakfast...... Do you have anything to eat? ”

At this time, no one will carry food with them, the bread has not yet been invented, and the steamed buns have to wait for Prime Minister Zhuge to march south, and the flour is used to make snacks. The only staple food is corn and millet porridge, and they are not canned, so you can't carry them around.

If you insist on it, I'm afraid that only sun-dried cooked rice will be used as dry food.

"You know my family, poor ......," the apricot man muttered, as if he was sorry for being poor; Taijia looked at Poor Jian again, and Poor Jian waved his hand and said, "My aunt, you know, never let me bring extra things." ”

"You want to starve me to death......"

As soon as the words came out, a bowl of plump corn was placed between the three of them by a tender hand, and when I looked at it along the hand, it was Yiyue with an awkward face!

"Ah, Mother......" Taijia couldn't help but take two steps back and laughed dryly, "Mother, why are you here?" ”

Yiyue scolded: "You bastard, why do you still care about your mother? I didn't eat breakfast and now I'm hungry and panicked, but I can't think of my mother, does my mother really want to break up with you? ”

The love is deep, and the scolding is painful enough. Such a bowl of corn rice made Taijia feel very warm in his heart, he knew that there was not much food stored in the house, and it was naturally impossible to eat so many meals in one meal; Yiyue has prepared all the food for the three or five days for Taijia.

Yiyue sighed lightly, she also felt that she had put the Thai armor too tightly, it was time for him to enjoy some freedom, so she said: "You don't have to worry about the affairs at home, come back when you want, I will come back when the food is gone, and I will ...... if the food is gone."

Mother is a strange creature, and when she says she doesn't care about you, it doesn't take long for Rory to start talking about it again, and I'm afraid you'll lose a little.

Three years later...... (At least that's what the Thai Armor thinks)

“…… There's also the matter of telling the apricot husband about kissing......"

Hearing this, Taijia instantly became anxious, and hurriedly said: "Auntie is almost enough, I'm only outside for three or five days, how can I take out everything that will happen in three years?" Grandma, you still have something to do, don't talk to me so much, I'm not a child anymore! ”

Xingfu blushed and hid aside, but Poor Jian yawned, and said in his heart, Mother Taijia, can you say this, my mother is so irritable that she can't say it...... Anyway, which girl will I marry at that time? Mother's eyes, don't find me a sow to come back.

Yiyue remembered that there were still several clothes in the house that had not been washed, and left after a few words, until then Taijia breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that the sun was rising, so he went back to the highlands to prepare a fire to make food.

Taijia suddenly remembered that he didn't bring a mustache and a ring, could he put the yellow corn on his hand and cook it?

At this time, Taijia realized that his ability to live alone was almost zero......

But Taijia is not an ordinary person, in addition to his divine powers, he also has a smart brain, and he is very good at trying things that no one else has done. The cedar tree that had been cut down before still had some leftovers on the shore, and Taijia found a round branch, cut it off, hollowed it out, and cut two holes so that things could be put in, like a thin-necked jar with both ends transparent.

Poor Jian seemed to have guessed what Taijia wanted to do, and sneered: "Are you stupid? As soon as the wood touches the fire, do you want to use a piece of wood residue to cook rice? ”

Taijia snorted disdainfully, dipped the thing into the water, found a branch and tied it to the side of the thing, lit a fire, and proudly said to poor Jian: "The elder said that even if it is wood, as long as the flame heats it evenly, it will not catch fire!" I also got the wood wet, how could it burn? ”

So he set up two improvised stakes on either side of the fire, and when he had made sure that the branches tied to the wood were secure, he added some corn to them, and set them on top of the pillars, turning the branches to make sure that the wood was evenly heated.

Poor Jian watched him do it coldly, as if he was waiting to see the joke.

If someone travels back in time now, they may be shocked to see the actions of the Thai armor and say, "Why is there popcorn all this year?" But it's strange that your popcorn machine is so simple and successful! ”

Although the popcorn machine is not a precision instrument, it is not something that can be completed by such a simple processing of the Thai armor. Although I don't know what the most primitive Song Dynasty popcorn looks like, it definitely won't be popped out like this by Thai armor.

After all, the time has not come, even if there are advanced ideas, it is useless to say more; If Taijia's "popcorn" is added with ghee, sugar, and a simple popcorn machine, it may set off a storm in a thousand years, but now his utensils are quite rudimentary, and after only a stick of incense, with a scorching smell, the piece of wood burned silently......

Immediately after, in the wild laughter of Xingfu and Poor Jian, the hollow wooden pole was finally burned, and the scrambled Taijia could only watch his corn being burned to the ground......

The first popcorn experiment in human history – failed.

After all, history moves forward in failure, and the person who invented popcorn would never have imagined that thousands of years later, there was a child who had already tried to fry popcorn.

Those who repeatedly tried to eat crabs were eventually obliterated by history, until the first person to eat crabs was finally brought out. Behind a person's brilliance, there are often thousands of years of precipitation, the failure of hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands.

"Anyway, it's ripe after all!" Taijia was a little unwilling, he didn't seem to know what he was missing, he just took out the corn from the fire and took it to the river to wash it, the impact of cold water and the thick smell of burnt food hit Taijia's throat It was really bitter and astringent, even if he was used to eating ancient food, it was difficult to swallow.

This is barely enough to eat......

Xingfu watched from the sidelines, feeling that his family's usual meals were not as pitiful as those of the Thai Family.

As the sun fell, as soon as the group arrived at the slaves' enclosure, they saw Chou walking out with two slaves carrying a pile of wood. Because they have to work, Du Anduan is allowed to go out, anyway, without themselves, they will starve to death sooner or later, and they are afraid that they will not be able to escape?

Ah Chou said that he wanted to help Taijia build a house, but Taijia was not polite, anyway, he was a free slave, so he took him to the highlands, and he chatted with the poor and the two on the side. Unexpectedly, only half an hour later, Ah Chou came over and told them that it was finished.

The small house occupies a small area, but it has doors and windows, and although the workmanship is not exquisite, it is enough to accommodate the Taijia to rest. As long as he spreads a straw mat on the ground, he can sleep peacefully at night, although he will be bitten by mosquitoes, but this is nothing to a native.

But Taijia said with an unhappy face: "Why is it so small? ”

It's really too small, and after a straw mat is placed in this house, there is no place to live!

Ah Chou Mu said: "Did you say that as long as you can sleep, can't you?" If it were a little bigger, I wouldn't be able to get out of the work today! ”

"Anyway, it's windy and rainy in summer, this house won't collapse, right?" Even if the house is too small, Taijia is still a little worried and looks at the ugly; There was a hint of unhappiness in Ah Chou's eyes, but then he just shook his head, and was about to take someone away, he didn't like others to doubt his craftsmanship, after all, he could only deal with wood in his life, and the layman still questioned himself......

But he also understood that as a slave, he was not in any position to refute the Tygar as the son of God.

What's more, he still has a lot of work to do, and if Du Anduan knows that he is wreaking havoc outside, not only will he have no food to eat at night, but he is afraid that he will not even be able to come out and build a house in the future—that is his favorite and only hobby.

The rise of one house after another, like his own children, gave the slave a faint hope in his heart, although this hope will gradually disappear with time, but by then he already had a new hope.

Thousands of years later, how can we still understand the heart of a slave?

Tygar also wants to ask Chou to help him see the fortifications for building the greenhouse, but Chou is already far away, and he is not interested in things other than carpentry.

As a slave, that was the only bit of freedom he had left.

"What's next?" Poor Jian asked, "It's almost sunset...... You can't just build a house today, I've heard that the livestock greenhouse needs a lot of wood! ”

"The question is where do I go to find wood? Today I went to Mao Mountain to pull out a cedar tree, and Uncle Qiu almost didn't waste me! ”

This was the end of the conversation, and they really couldn't find any other forest except the Murphy Mountain; It's impossible to go to Qingcheng Mountain to cut down trees, right? Even if you cut it down without telling the people in the clan, you can't bring it back!

The three children sat on the shore and watched the surging water of the Minjiang River flow down.

Poor Jian was really bored to the extreme, and pulled the corner of Taijia's clothes and said, "Taijia, how long do you calculate until the flood season?" ”

"No, the water is so fierce today, are you responsible if it is washed away?"

"Boring......"

"You two aren't going back?"

"It's already so late, and I'll be scolded when I go back anyway, so why don't I play a little longer."

There was silence again, the sun was bleak, the twilight was warm, the stars rose suddenly, and under the gloomy sky, the three of them almost fell asleep, until a voice as light as a wind chime suddenly exploded in Taijia's ears: "It's been a long time, has Xiaolang thought it through?" ”