The breeze swept the drizzle, bending patches of yellow bearded miscanthus grass, along the leaf stems, slowly sliding to the ground, many delicate leaves as fine as willow leaves could not withstand the heavy rain, hanging into the yellow mud on the ground.

The breeze will not be gentle, and it is tiny, so that this rain that is not so heavy also seems so pourling, trying to spread, making the newborn wheat bow its head.

The wheat is not afraid, absorbing the moisture of the rain, preparing for the first baptism of wheat life, and then thriving.

The wind was not reconciled, and with whirling raindrops, it struck the people in the distance.

The man was also ready, and stuck a few wooden spears into the ground, and used the bundled rolls of hay as a roof to shield it from erosion.

There are twenty or thirty of these simple hay small fluffs, in which countless dried meat and excess hay are piled up, and as for people, the old and infirm are given priority to shelter from the rain.

And Wang Yang, a good young man who respects the old and loves the young, naturally stands outside and accepts the baptism of drizzle.

In the cool breeze, in the raindrops that slowly slipped down his body, Wang Yang closed his eyes, opened his hands, and spit out a seven-character quatrain: "I bought a watch last year." ”

Yes, his rude and disrespectful language spoils this beauty.

Wang Yang muttered, he didn't want to be drenched in the rain, and the poetry of the water and sky was not brewed when he was drenched into a soup chicken.

Maybe ten years ago, he would have been sick with Wenqing, and he said: "The clouds and rain in Wushan are cold and the rocks are cold, and the dream is vaguely sad." ”

But what scenery haven't you seen now? When you encounter a sin, you don't say a word, just scold your mother.

He looked at the green wheat fields in front of him. Finally, there were two less points of complaining and a smile. Wheat should gain momentum by leaps and bounds under the moisture of the rainy season. Rapid growth.

He turned his head and looked at the hay canopy where the air-dried meat was stored, and smacked his lips, a little dissatisfied.

It is impossible to really be watertight in the hay canopy, and there will always be a little raindrop that falls into the dried meat.

This is not a good sign, in such a humid and hot weather, it is easy to spoil, and you definitely don't want to eat stinky meat. Unless it's about to starve to death.

While he was thinking, the woman pulled Wang Yang and pointed to the painting on the ground, interrupting his thoughts.

There is a picture of an alpaca on the ground.

It can be seen that she still has a longing for the divine beasts, and they who have not eaten much beast meat are eager to taste it.

When everyone saw her thoughts, they laughed.

They're eating too much meat, meat, isn't that it? Can you still eat flowers?

can really eat flowers, but unfortunately the conditions do not allow Wang Yang to study diet.

He smiled and shook his head.

Their group is already slowly integrating into the tribe, although they can't touch tools and other things. I can't learn, but at least I have to be able to communicate.

So after being stupefied by a bunch of scarecrows, they began to try to look at the picture.

I watched it for a long, long time. I understood the meaning, which is not to say that they are not intellectually good. It's the most basic picture, and it's all memories that were drawn first. Wang Yang and others have no memories of him, nor do they have the same similar life scenes and habits.

This is different from Oolong and others, the living environment of Oolong and others is similar to that of Wang Yang and others, painting the weak life in the past, which is the memory of Oolong and others.

But to put it mildly, this group of people is not stupid, after a long time of repeated looking at pictures, they finally understood, and recently, they have also begun to learn to use pictures to express their ideas.

This is a bitter thing for Li Si, he once again fell into the onlookers of curious babies, drawing miserable images every day, drawing tens of thousands of times, and having to consider whether they can understand it.

Li Si stared at Wang Yang very depressedly, wanting to ask them to go to Wang Yang to paint, but they didn't dare.

Whenever this happens, Wang Yang always has to hold back a bad smile and pat him on the shoulder, there is a long way to go.

Li Si twitched the corners of his mouth, and he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

The chasers came over at this time and asked Wang Yang what to do with the group of dried meat.

He had heard from Wang Yang that the rainy season would last for several months, which was more continuous than the previous spring rains, and it was really not easy to preserve food in this climate.

Wang Yang lowered his head and groaned, he was also thinking.

In the short term, there is no need to worry at all, as the rainy season covers more and more flora and fauna, and some of them rot and still get fresh food.

However, in the long run, how to effectively store the collected food is a difficult problem that must be solved sooner or later.

He walked around in the rain, and the little guy also followed the rain, and shook it hard, and the rain splashed on Wang Yang's face, Wang Yang stuffed a small piece of wood for it, and groaned slightly.

"Wood is nowhere to be found, it's not easy to make wooden boxes, waterproofing is greatly reduced, and it's impossible to build clay boxes."

"Now myself, what else can I use?"

After all, a person's head is a person, and sometimes it is easy to fall into a dead end, so he decided to let everyone refer to it.

The exorcist proposed: "Make a hole in the ground." ”

"Smack!" Wang Yang stepped on this picture with one foot and sealed this suggestion, a fool did this, the rain must have seeped into the hole in the ground.

Little Red proposed: "Build a super thick hay house." ”

"Smack!" What kind of mess, can't you use a little imagination? Imagination!

At this time, Zhang San stood up, he didn't draw, and his level was not good, he pointed directly at the dozen bags of tin powder, and his movements were clean and neat.

Wang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, patted Zhang San's shoulder, and kept boasting: "Talent! Talent! The country needs people like you! ”

Turning his head, he said to the others: "You guys learn from Zhang San, look at others, how fast this brain turns." ”

Before everyone could figure it out, Wang Yang had already run to the animal skin bag containing tin, his eyes shining.

I actually forgot at this time, due to the characteristics of tin, it was widely used in the canning industry in the last life, because of its non-toxic, stable chemical properties, it will automatically generate tin dioxide protective film at room temperature, so that it will not rust easily whether it is soaked in water or what.

Not to mention that Wang Yang uses ultra-low temperature to extract tin, which is of higher purity than ordinary and less prone to deterioration.

If you use it to make a box, not only will it not rust, but it will be automatically fresh!

Thinking of this, Wang Yang is excited, it seems that the first closed canned food is about to be born.

But before that, there is one more thing that needs to be done, and that is the tin template, which is the most important thing.

If you don't have wood formwork, use natural clay formwork.

He called the people and helped them find some slightly sticky dirt, preferably fine, but it really wouldn't work, and a little grit would do.

After a while, the dirt came. (To be continued......)