Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great.

Wang Yang has always thought that he is a prodigal son who often turns back and can't get his money back.

After this experience, he deeply realized the importance of adapting measures to local conditions, and this era cannot be measured by the behavioral standards of later generations.

Although the later generations are more scientific and advanced, they are based on a complete civilization and development process, and it is still impossible to reach the sky in one step if you want to.

But with the lessons learned this time, I won't make similar mistakes next time.

After everyone began to implement the harvesting plan of pulling weeds, the speed increased a lot, and the friends had no time to play boringly, let alone ask to help the adults harvest, and began to work non-stop.

As for Wang Yang, he turned over the Yingguo on the roof, ready to take it away and spread it out at any time.

After a long time, Wang Yang finally had the mood to stop his busy pace and take a comfortable afternoon nap in the sun.

"Oh~" The idiot suddenly let out a cry of dissatisfaction, screaming from below to above the room.

Wang Yanggang's closed eyes suddenly opened, bit a bearded miscanthus grass, and turned his head to ignore it.

"Oh~" The idiot didn't give up at all, and still called him.

He turned around again, hugged his head, and said silently in his heart: "I can't hear, I can't hear." ”

"Oo......oo

Wang Yang was suddenly furious, and solemnly instructed the little guy who was gnawing wood: "Slaughter it!" ”

The little one came to the edge of the roof and threw the block down neatly, and he didn't like to hear the stupid screams.

"Oh!" The fool hissed suddenly. The voice was dry and ugly, and it was quite a bit of a meaning that he would not come down again to ask Wang Yang for his life.

"You can't rest for a moment!" Wang Yang slapped violently. Splashing a cloud of fruit, he came to the edge of the roof angrily. pointed at the idiot and scolded: "Don't think that I didn't dare to touch you when I was close to you, if you play tricks again, you will definitely roast you!" ”

The fool was furious, and he was a mouthful of water at Wang Yang, Wang Yang had already prepared, avoided it, touched his head, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The alpaca's saliva is sticky and smelly, and it was stained last time. It stinks for a few days, and I haven't washed it off for the whole time, and I don't want to be stained a little more in my life.

"Idiot, we gentlemen don't move their mouths, I'll fight in a fight, don't do childish things like spitting!" Wang Yang pointed at it and scolded.

"Oh!" The fool screamed, and seemed to be very anxious to ask Wang Yang to come down.

Wang Yang wiped his sweat and kept busy, but he couldn't let it spit on the wheat with a mouthful of water.

Slowly approach it. Wang Yang was still very careful and was ready to dodge at any time.

However, it didn't seem to be in the mood to continue to quarrel with Wang Yang, so it called at it and walked forward.

Wang Yang touched his head. Not figuring out what the fool was doing, he followed it and came to the herd of alpacas.

This herd of alpacas has a gentle habit. I've been eating forage nearby, and I don't even run away. It also saves Wang Yang from guarding them.

He could sense that the alpacas didn't like to be too far away from them.

And at this time. There were more than a dozen alpacas in the herd, and they were surrounding him, and they were screaming.

Wang Yang only felt that his eyes were a little flowery, didn't Xiaohong take a batch of alpacas to collect clay? How can there still be so many alpacas?

As he was thinking about it, there was a soft and warm slippery feeling on his calves, and he couldn't help but look down.

I saw a few little alpacas lying at my feet, and their little heads were curiously pasted over, adding from time to time.

He was a little speechless, when did there be so many little divine beasts?

Suddenly, he smelled a strong fishy smell, it turned out to be a female alpaca blowing on him, with a bright red on her cracked lips, chewing something in her mouth repeatedly.

In an instant, Wang Yang had a guess that the mother divine beast had given birth to a little divine beast!

He fixed his eyes and saw that there was not just a baby alpaca at his feet, but a dozen baby alpacas, all of different colors, white or brown, blinking at him with big black black eyes.

Wang Yang was very pleased, and in this way, the number of alpacas exceeded 30, and the labor force was larger.

Thinking of the scene of riding a large group of "grass and mud horses" to kill all parts of the world in the future, he narrowed his eyes.

"Oh~" At this time, the fool shouted at him, Wang Yang turned his head and was stunned, what's going on? What's your name for me?

Suddenly, pairs of eyes locked on him from all directions, staring at him.

"What? What are you staring at me for? I didn't impregnate you, find a fool! Wang Yanghu was very suspicious.

The mythical beasts have a very good cute attribute, they don't treat the animals that often get along with them as other animals, but as their own collective.

is like Wang Yang, they don't treat Wang Yang as a person, but as another "grass and mud horse", so the idiot before would spit on Wang Yang.

The fool saw Wang Yang as a threat to its position.

Wang Yang had heard a little about this, and after experiencing it himself, he was not surprised, but now that they have cubs, what are they calling themselves for? Is it difficult to meet the new members yourself?

But now I see it, and I'm still watching what I'm doing.

"Oh!" The fool barked, and seeing that he did not respond, he barked at a little llama lying on the ground.

The little alpaca, who was squinting slightly to doze off, immediately widened his eyes at the sound of the cry, and propped up his two trembling front legs, and tried to stand up with great determination and determination.

It looks fat and hairy, but in fact it is very weak, and it is still adapting to the new world, new feelings, and its little hooves are stepping around in the yellow mud, looking for a hard force point.

The idiot looked at Wang Yang again, and Wang Yang understood what he was going to do on his own, and he wanted to encourage the little alpacas to get them to their feet.

Looking at the struggling figure of the little alpaca, Wang Yang only felt dizzy and flustered, and there were layers of goosebumps all over his body, he was a human, not a divine beast, how could there be a way to encourage the little alpaca to stand up?

But he felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if it had appeared in a certain movie clip.

He pondered the piece, which seemed to be an actor played by a beautiful woman, telling a pony to stand up?

Is this true or false? Is it a report or a movie? If it's a movie, it should be fake.

He hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively: "Mengmeng, stand up ......"

The little alpaca's eyes lit up, and he stood up suddenly, and spared Wang Yang's side, "Oh! ”

At that moment, Wang Yang's world realm collapsed directly.

……

"This matter must not be spoken, especially not for other modern people to hear, otherwise they will be laughed to death."

A few days have passed, Wang Yang is still haunted by this matter, he can still recall the mood at that time, the entire world has lost its brilliance, and the endless darkness has swallowed him.

Fortunately, there will not be a second time-traveler in this world, and he patted his chest, soothing his soul that had been traumatized by a supernatural event.

To get back to the point, the harvesting and preservation of wheat has entered a new chapter, and everyone has mastered a set of their own working habits and rules, and the efficiency has been improved.

In the meantime, Xiaohong brought clay again, and Wang Yang saw that there were not many animal bags, so he burned some jars to store Yingguo.

Things like sand pots, Wang Yang naturally burned some of them, you must know that those wheat harvests are meant to be eaten, if there is only food, but there are no tools to process and eat, wouldn't it be a tragedy to the extreme?

So on this day, Wang Yang decided to make something to eat with wheat.

The simplest and least technical content is estimated to be wheat porridge.

Wang Yang took a large pot, added water, and then poured the wheat into it, stirring it while amusing the crowd.

Everyone stared directly at the pot of wheat porridge, drooling, and put all their minds on it.

They still don't know what it tastes like and how they can eat it.

The heat slowly rises, the boiling water boils in it, and there is no need to stir too much at this time, and the boiling water pours the wheat grains below to the top, and then sinks down to the side and is poured up again.

The smell of wheat overflowed in everyone's noses, and the saliva was suffocating, and even Wang Yang was almost stunned when he looked at the pot of porridge, and he couldn't wait to drink a few sips immediately.

Wheat porridge is difficult to cook, no more than rice grains, it takes a long time, the porridge is boiled more and more thick, there is a faint layer of golden light floating on the surface, smelling the fragrance, the stomach growls.

Many people couldn't help but ask Wang Yang to take some out and taste them, Wang Yang scooped up a small float, blew a few breaths, and drank a sip.

The rich wheat fragrance with a hint of sweetness melts on the tip of the tongue, and the soft wheat grains melt in the mouth, and the fragrance is exuded.

One sip, as if the breath of nature is flowing slowly into the stomach along the slightest fluctuating trickle.

"I haven't eaten it in a long time, and it tastes ...... Well, it's still better than before. ”

If you can add a little bit of sugar, and then add a little creamer, mixed with the richness of the milky aroma and the faint sweetness, it is a delicacy in the world.

After boiling it almost, Wang Yang began to distribute it to everyone, and after the first bite, everyone seemed to be a little disappointed, not as delicious as they expected, but the roasted barbecue made everyone have a big appetite.

The significance of this meal is greater than the taste of wheat, Wang Yang ate his heart and spleen warm, a mouthful of porridge, a mouthful of meat, and ate more than usual.

After the last day, I really couldn't eat it, so I lay on my back on the ground and looked at the stars, and when I was tired of watching, I closed my eyes and felt Wang Yingying's gentle movements of catching lice on my body.

Thinking that this is just one of the ways of wheat, he can make dumplings, steamed buns, steamed buns, bread, hamburgers, cakes, etc., etc., he is overjoyed.

More importantly, he can enjoy the stability and fun brought by farming life with peace of mind.

He knew that a good and pleasant life had begun. (To be continued......)