With the wheat harvest, everyone's livelihood for the coming year is guaranteed, and everyone is happy and has begun to adapt to a life based on coarse grains.

This kind of life is very comfortable and regular, and with the first experience, it is much easier to continue.

Wheat is stored by everyone, and the yield cannot be calculated, but it can only be roughly estimated, and it should be more than 100 catties per mu.

This is incomparable with the yield of seven or eight hundred catties per mu in later generations, or even more.

Wang Yang didn't care, and lived his life with peace of mind.

Wheat was hoarded in a large warehouse, and many of them were placed on the ground because there were no pots and basins to store them, and those floors were also paved by Wang Yang to avoid direct contact with the ground.

Now that they are almost finished harvesting the wheat, the next problem is to turn over the soil and put the straw back into the wheat field.

It would be a very troublesome matter to get serious about this, and now there are not as many developed tools as in later generations.

Let's talk about this plough, generally after the harvest of the crops, the straw will remain in the wheat field, including the roots in the ground, deeply rooted, and due to the extraction of the crops.

The surface layer will actually become hard and not much nutritious, but the soil underneath is still fertile, and when turned out with a plow, it is not only good for planting, but also exposing those straws and roots to sunlight and air, accelerating decay and allowing the ground to recover quickly.

Wang Yang's initial strategy was to let everyone harvest, if he really did that, now turning the ground would be a very, very headache, and it could kill people.

Fortunately, he adjusted his strategy in time and uprooted the wheat. Leaving small holes one by one, the ground becomes devastated and the soil becomes looser.

I have to sigh that sometimes we really can't stick to theory, and it's really important to adapt measures to local conditions.

The principle of the plough is actually very simple, it is nothing more than using a sharp end to turn the soil open.

Theoretically, only a wooden spear was needed to replace the plow, so Wang Yang tried.

He came to the wheat field. Stick the wooden spear into the ground. Push your chest against the other end and push forward.

The dirt was gently split in half by the spear and flipped out to the sides, revealing the darker dirt inside.

Of course. Pushing like this will most likely push the tip of the spear into the ground. Must be pulled in parallel. Like an ox in a plough, move horizontally.

If you really want to use a spear to plow the field, the way to do it is to put a rope around the body of the beast. It pulls forward, keeping its spear perpendicular to the ground behind itself, able to separate the dirt.

It works in theory, and it can be fully realized in practice, but what about this efficiency...... It's very bad.

If you really want to use a spear as a plow, you can transform the wooden spear and hang the spear with a knife-like edge.

Kindness...... Let's use an analogy, it is transformed into the appearance of the halberd painted by Fang Tian, after all, the sharp edge can break through the land more easily, and livestock and people will not be so tired to operate.

This is the simplest plow, but it is only an imaginary plow, and the general plow is heavier, and there are a series of elaborate plough handles, mouths, and so on, which looks like the structure of a tricycle.

The earliest ploughs appeared in the Mesopotid plain, and the whole plough was a "Y" structure.

Wang Yang definitely won't make a plow now, for him, it's an unnecessary thing for the time being, he doesn't want the divine beasts to die of exhaustion before they have developed.

As for whether the land is turned over or not, it has no impact on Wang Yang, why? He didn't need the quality of the land, let alone the skill of growing wheat to increase the yield per acre.

What he needed was an endless supply of wheat seeds and a much larger area of land!

Increase the total amount of food each year with the absolute amount of planting.

Again, there is no land bureau in this world, as long as the places you can see are your own, this is just the beginning, pondering this and that, what are you so tired of.

The problem of quality, I will improve it in the future, and I don't have the heart to think about that thing now.

Xiaohong brought him a bowl of porridge, interrupted his thoughts, smiled at him, and asked him what he wanted.

He took a sip and put it on the ground, drawing a plow.

Xiaohong said that she couldn't understand it.

"If you can't see it, you can't understand it." Wang Yang smiled faintly, the plough painted on the ground was seen at his grandfather's house, and he also knew how to use it, and he wanted him to make this kind of wooden plough in later generations, and he could also make it, and he didn't need much ingenious skills.

But the key is that it is too troublesome, it is estimated that it will take a month or two to make such a plow, and I don't have that idle effort to delay.

After drinking the porridge, he began to turn the soil with everyone, in fact, it is not really a turning of the soil, it is nothing more than using a wooden spear to loosen the land, and then throwing the straw down, and he is too lazy to bury it, sprinkle some water on it, and it will rot clean and be absorbed by the land in a few days.

In the past few days, everyone has started a new round of busyness, continuing to open up the open space so that wheat can be sown more widely.

There is no doubt about this, when we planted the seeds last year, because there were not enough wheat seeds, so we did not cultivate so much land, but this year there was a bumper harvest, so it is natural to expand more land and plant more wheat.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, there is no straw in the wheat field, there is still a rotten smell left, everyone is reluctant to get close to the wheat field, Wang Yang does not let everyone approach, you said that if you want to cause illness, you must not be wiped out.

With a cautious attitude, Wang Yang watched for another half a month, and the smell of the land was swept around by the flowing wind, and he didn't know where it blew.

Wang Yang began to sow seeds.

Time is always happy, Wang Yang's life is extremely comfortable, he is really tired of eating wheat porridge in the past two days, and decided to eat it differently.

He grinded the wheat into a coarse flour, placed it on a plate, poured a little water, and slowly kneaded it into a dough.

It takes a lot of effort to knead the dough into a state of toughness, and it is a technical work, a great technical work, which can exhaust Wang Yang to death.

Finally, when it was almost kneaded, Wang Yang boiled the water, tore the dough a little bit, pressed it into a flat thin skin, put it in the boiling water, and when it was almost cooked, poured some meat crumbs into it.

After a while, a bowl of boiled dough with minced meat was placed straight in front of his eyes.

I saw him in tears, and smacked his lips with emotion: "How many years, long-lost noodle soup." ”

After a few bites, he still felt very unpleasant, and muttered: "I have to put some chili peppers, some vinegar, and some salt or other condiments, it is a bowl of authentic hot and sour noodle soup." ”

He carried out crazy research on food, made noodles, dumplings, and steamed steamed buns.

That's right! It's steamed buns! And not buns!

This is a raw noodle that has not been fermented, and the skin of the steamed buns is particularly hard, just like eating tasteless sand.

and the steamed bun, which was as hard as a stone when it was cold, and had no taste, almost choked Wang Yang to death.

Everyone can only watch him make so many messy pasta dishes in a whimsical way, one trick a day, and they are almost stupid.

They really don't know what is in Wang Yang's brain, why is he so creative?

It's a pity, it's just a good-looking, novelty, everyone thinks the dumplings are not bad, the others are difficult to swallow, it's better to cook porridge.

Wang Yang is going crazy, he urgently needs yeast and spices now! He's going to have a big meal! Eat delicious food!

You must know that a bowl of tasteless, dry noodles, or a few steamed buns like wax is not something that ordinary people can eat, even companions who are not picky eaters don't want to eat it.

Fortunately, Wang Yang had enough ideas, he tore the steamed bun in half, roasted a piece of meat, and put some wild vegetables in it, so that he could ......

"Well...... Is this a Chinese-style burger? No, Chinese-style sandwiches? It's not right, that's right, it's a meat clip. ”

Wanting this, he took a bite and finally felt a little better, thinking that the wheat was not white.

A few days later, a happy event was added to the tribe, and a large number of newborns were born.

Last year, Wang Yang's population was seventy or eighty, and the addition of a group of people brought the population of the tribe to nearly 100.

This year, another batch of new lives was born, the number reached 40, and the total number reached more than 130.

The tribe of more than a hundred people, in this era, dare to say second, no one dares to say first, it is definitely the most popular tribe in this period, and it is also the most powerful tribe.

It is not easy for a tribe of so many people to survive together, even in the deep mountains and old forests where there are many animals and plants.

The more people there are, the more food is needed, and food cannot be endless, it requires a large supply of territory.

Wang Yang naturally didn't need to worry about this, he developed agriculture.

And the next thing to do is to expand agriculture and then develop more things.

In response to that sentence, if you have bread, should you have a house?

Wang Yang narrowed his eyes and planned to build a house.

He told everyone about his intentions, and they all nodded in agreement.

They also don't want to be exposed to the sun and torrential rain every day, and it is a little more secure to have a place to live, after all, there are large wild beasts nearby, and if they can live in a house, they don't need to send people to keep vigil every day.

Under the light of the fire, Zhang San's face was a little cloudy, and Wang Yang asked him what was wrong.

He said that there is not much charcoal, so should it be mined a little? Otherwise, it is difficult to supply a large number of burnt bricks and plates.

Xiaohong also said at this time that it would be better to bring more people to load clay, it would take two months to go back and forth, and it would be good to bring a little more back.

In an instant, Wang Yang's dream of a house turned into a difficult birth.

Now that there is no charcoal, where are you going to find it? Could it be that another fire will burn the forest? What if God doesn't give face, and the fire is extinguished by rain, and most of the forest is burned?

And the clay mine is indeed a bit far away from here, how can I shorten the time to transport it back and forth?

Or maybe you're looking for a new clay mine? (To be continued......)