At the beginning of the starry moon, the sky is covered with ribbons of the Milky Way, and under the softness of the stars and moonlight, the earth is covered with a layer of silver.

The Sumang grassland rises and falls with the cool breeze, like layer upon layer of waves.

The cool breeze blew across the grassland and threw itself into the bonfire, blowing the flames flickering, just like Wang Yang's frowning brows, flickering and extinguishing.

He put a bearded miscanthus in his mouth and bit it, then took a small piece of wood and gave it to the little guy, sighed, and said speechlessly: "Isn't it?" Planting trees again? ”

Wang Yang used to do the planting of fruit trees, and at that time he still lived in the canyon, and many fruit trees can be found nearby, and the varieties are also rich.

However, planting fruit trees is a bit of a headache, the harvest cycle.

Generally speaking, it can only be harvested once after planting every two years, and some trees need to be planted for three years, and the long growth cycle is a very serious defect.

But if you survive this period, you can get the fruit every year and eat it with other foods.

For many people, the fruit with flavor is something more delicious than meat.

But the question is, is it worth it to put these only twenty men on it.

Holding his chin, Wang Yang glanced at everyone, and while they were waiting for their own arrangements, they looked at the pictures on the ground, and doubts flashed in their eyes.

Numbers are hard for them to understand, and they don't have time to teach them yet, and they don't need them for a while.

But they weren't stupid, and when they saw themselves staring at the picture of the fruit tree, they somewhat understood that their thoughts had drifted here.

There was a bit of joy in their eyes, as if planting fruit trees was a very happy thing for them.

Took two sips of water. Wang Yang decided to think differently to decide the arrangement of things.

Looking for metal, this matter can only be done by oneself, the world is too big, the goal is too small, and the time spent will be extended indefinitely, so you can't do it now.

He put a cross on the drawing and vetoed it.

On the clay side, it can take a long time to find new mines or collect old ones. But it's not something that's necessary for survival. It can be done now, but it is of little significance, and there is no urgency, veto.

And the words of wood. From the mining down. to be processed into charcoal. It's also a lot of engineering consumption, but flame is a very important thing, and there is no fire. Even the wheat can't be cooked, so it must be collected, so Zhang San and twenty others will go to do this, and they will be allowed.

In terms of the cultivation of wheat fields and hunting, there is no doubt in this regard, and it is worth spending as many people as much time as possible, forty people, allowed.

As for planting baobab trees, it can take a long time or a short time, and if you take care of it, it will naturally take a long time.

If you are like growing wheat, regardless of the quality, and completely pursue the quantity of planting, then the time is very short, and you will not need an hour.

Wang Yang's eyes lit up, that's right, just do it, let those twenty people plant fruit trees everywhere, no matter if it grows well or not, if it can grow one, it will earn one, and he will have twenty people who can call it at any time.

Immediately, he spoke his mind and asked Xiaohong's team to stop transporting the clay and plant the seeds of the tree first.

Everyone laughed, as if they were waiting for themselves to settle this matter, Wang Yang touched his chin, feeling that he had fallen into everyone's conspiracy.

In the midst of laughter, Xiaohong patted Wang Yang's shoulder again and asked him what he should do after planting the fruit tree.

"En......" Wang Yang bowed his head and muttered, planting fruit trees very quickly, because baobab trees grow in the open savanna, where the vegetation is very sparse, and there is no need to open up a growing environment like in the canyon before, with uprooting and rooting.

All they had to do was eat the fruit, leave the seeds, prick a hole with a spear, throw the seeds into the hole, and bury them.

He hesitated a little, he didn't know what the remaining twenty people were going to do, perhaps, let them go and find a new clay mine?

"Let's discuss it here today, and then set off tomorrow, and then decide on other things depending on the situation."

The next day, forty adults were left in the tribe, along with a group of children, and forty other adults went with him to the forests of the south.

The first group of people was naturally Zhang San, and their number of "divine beasts" was limited, only enough for twenty people to ride, so they hit the road first, and without further ado, a few days later, they came to the edge of the primeval forest.

This primeval forest is still alive and well after a fire, and some plants have sprung up on the edge of the char, but it will take some time to restore the burned area.

This is for what Wang Yang did not dare to have another fire, burn it a few more times, this forest will be burned down, and if you want to grow again, you have to wait a few years.

He and the others went into the forest, chose a big tree, and without saying a word, cut off the roots and put them down, and then they chose another big tree and put them down again.

In one day, they used the fastest speed to bring down five big trees that were more than ten meters high and hugged by two or three people.

Maybe they shouldn't be called big trees, after all, these trees grow in the outer areas, they are not big, and the deeper you go into the forest, the bigger the trees, and compared to those, these are small trees.

In the evening, everyone lit a fire and began to set up a sentry, while Wang Yang squinted his eyes and thought about the processing process of charcoal.

When he was a child, he saw similar processed charcoal at his grandfather's house, when the weather was very cold, and he lived in the countryside and there was no heating, so he pointed to the possibility of raising a brazier in winter and adding some charcoal to the kang to keep warm.

It is unrealistic to burn firewood directly, firewood is not burned and does not last, so grandpa and the villagers will make some charcoal.

Usually they make it when they are cooking, and when they see that the food is cooked, they turn off the stove, and it doesn't take long for it to go out, and the charcoal from the stove is taken out when the next day when the fire is raised.

Sometimes the charcoal taken out is black, and sometimes, the stove is not turned off tightly, although the fire is extinguished, the appearance continues to be calcined, and it will produce a white oxidized appearance, which they call white carbon.

Basically, there is not much difference.

At present, the ideal way is to use a kiln to fire.

First, the trees are cut into sections of about the same size, and then put them into the kiln, light the fire, and burn almost to the end, immediately block the mouth of the kiln, exhaust the air inside, and open the kiln again one day, and it becomes ready-made charcoal.

Now Wang Yang is thinking about how to bring a few big trees back.

Those big trees are very heavy and very difficult to handle, and if you want to rely on manpower to bring them back, it will definitely take a few more days, which is a lot of wasted time.

And how do you process them into pieces of similar size when you bring them back? Otherwise, one part will be burned to ashes, and the other will not be burned inside. (To be continued......)