The problem of charcoal, due to coincidence, allowed Wang Yang to take a big advantage, and Tiangong made it beautiful and got a lot of charcoal.

And how to solve it this time?

Raising his head and looking at the golden sun, Wang Yang was silent.

Now it is in the dry season, and the sun is scorching the earth for eternity, as if it wants to turn the day, rain and night into eternity, and turn it into a desert and rainless world.

A rain is hard to find, and Wang Yang is not sure what trouble will cause by burning the forest again.

The problem of clay mines, which had been overshadowed by the busy wheat farming, was indeed too far away when I think about it, two months of round-trip time, waiting for the clay to turn the hair white.

But if you don't go to that clay mine to mine clay, where can you go to mine clay?

He could not help but come to the granary, in which there were piles of grain measured in tons, and it was conceivable that the harvest would be doubled next year, and then doubled the year after that, thanks to the expansion of the cultivated area again.

The granary will definitely fill up quickly, and you can't get up every year and burn a granary to store food, and some jars and stuff like that, right?

Isn't that a granary slave?

Wang Yang's goal is not ambitious, it used to be two cows per acre of land, and his wife and children were hot on the kang.

Now, he wants to develop more things, he wants to plant a lot of fields, and then open up orchards and raise a lot of animals.

The lastest, and most important, live in the house!

But now due to the problem of materials, this dream has to be postponed every year, isn't it a pit for yourself?

No way! Absolutely not!

When everyone saw him shaking his head in annoyance, they didn't dare to say anything more, and the exorcist was stunned and swallowed the matter of planting baobab trees in his stomach.

The baobab Zhang San and Xiaoxiao said it to them when they came back. They would love to eat these things.

Of course, it's because they want to eat flavorful fruits. I want to stir-fry fruit and meat in a casserole. Once you eat it, you won't forget it.

Could Wang Yang be so stupid that he didn't think about it? He thought about it, very much, and cutting those flavorful fruits into slices and sandwiching them with barbecue meat was what he wanted to do most in this time.

Moreover, the bark of the baobab tree is extremely fibrous and can be used to make rope and other tools, and not only that, but the huge body of the tree is a natural habitat. Dig a hole and you can live in it.

Such a treasure fruit tree, Wang Yang has long wanted to plant a large number of fruit trees, and then mine and collect them.

And because of the kiln, Wang Yang had more ideas, he wanted to find metal and make metalware.

And that idiot's fluff, which has grown so much, I am sorry to God if I don't get some of it down to make clothes and shoes or something.

But so many thoughts. It's not that you have time to do it when you think about it, and someone will help you if you do it.

That's right, there aren't enough people!

He really wants everyone to quickly create new life and replenish a large number of laborers.

Now there is time. The question arises, with so many dizzying engineering options, which one to do first?

He patted his head with a headache. He said to the other bored adults who were also sitting on the side and listening to the discussion, "What are you doing in a daze? Go make a new life! ”

Xiaohong heard this. Knock him down at once!

"I%¥#......" Wang Yang wiped a cold sweat and withdrew. Sitting down again, he said very seriously that these are extraordinary times, don't make meaningless jokes, especially don't throw yourself down again, you need to think calmly.

Xiaohong gave him a white look, don't you want a child?

He thought about it for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more his head grew, it was too difficult for his population to develop in all aspects, and he could only specialize in one, depending on which one meant the most to everyone.

He made a great move and painted on the ground, drawing a series of charcoal, clay ore, metal, and baobab trees.

Then he wrote twenty on the picture of the wheat to represent the number of people who needed to be expended on this aspect.

Their harvest this year should barely last for about ten months, and it is not enough to guarantee a year, and if you go hunting occasionally to replenish the meat source, you can have a year's food.

Those twenty people must continue to cultivate the wheat fields to ensure a good harvest, and the population of the tribe is also increasing, and the food demand will be even greater next year.

Thinking of this, he was afraid that twenty people would not be enough, so he added ten more people.

Then ten people were needed for the hunt, and a total of forty people were used.

The number of people they can really work now is eighty, and half of them are gone.

And if you want to continue to build granaries and houses, you have to burn kilns, and you have to have at least twenty people for charcoal.

If you don't look for a clay mine, use that clay mine, and use twenty people.

After a while, Wang Yang wiped his face, there was no one......

"No, it can't be counted like that!"

As for the granary, as far as next year is concerned, it is okay not to burn, because by next year, the wheat in the granary will be eaten up and can continue to be loaded.

It's a big deal not to build a house, bask in the sun for another year, and rain for another year.

Now that he has twenty men at his disposal, what are these twenty men for?

Wang Yang's gaze couldn't help but drift to the metal painting, the role of metal does not need to be said, there is metal, there is everything.

Can these twenty people be taken to find metal ores?

But in an instant, he suddenly thought of the fact that no one in this tribe knew metal except himself.

They don't know metal, so how can they find it?

When they first discovered the tin, if they hadn't told them, they wouldn't have known what the tin was for the rest of their lives.

Now they recognize the tin, because they have seen it. But they need to find a tin mine......

Not to mention them, even if they go to find it themselves, they don't know where the tin mine is.

And if it's just tin, it's better not to look for it, and you won't need tin for the time being.

What he needed was gold, silver, copper, and iron, which would improve his tools.

They haven't seen these metals, how to find them?

Wang Yang frowned, a little speechless, when there is no big problem in communication, the gap between everyone and knowledge and insight has formed a new communication contradiction.

He pointed to the metal painting on the ground and showed it to the crowd and asked them if they understood.

The painting had no color and, in their opinion, should have been a stone. Little Red immediately took out a pebble.

"Well, that's it." Wang Yang waved his hand, a little helpless, now he is facing a very tragic situation, if everyone goes out to find metalware, there is naturally a great hope of finding it.

But they don't know each other, and even if they send out, they can't see like a blind man, and they only have their own eyes that really stare at the ground.

Extinguishing his intention to find metal, Wang Yang set his eyes on the baobab tree and muttered to himself, "Should we waste manpower on you?" (To be continued......)

PS: Who still has a ticket? Cast it, I'm about to fall out of the 200 again.