The children, who had just grown to the height of the shoulders of adults, spread out their hands.

I saw that the delicate hands were full of thorns of sugar cane.

"Aha......" Wang Yang wanted to laugh out loud, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, coughed dryly, took them back to the tribe, took out animal skin gloves, put them on and continued to chop sugar cane.

Seeing that they were finally a lot more relaxed, Wang Yang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, I didn't expect it, it's nothing for themselves, but it's unbearable for them."

Looking at the calloused hands, the rough crust on the hands, he sighed very regretfully: "Although the hands are a little rough, but they are not afraid of small tribulations, those children's hands are good-looking, but they can't endure hardships, and there are gains and losses." ”

Before he knew it, the children of the tribe had become much more delicate under his protection, although they had grown strong.

Once upon a time, the children in the tribe were also full of calluses, Wang Yang remembered that when he was still in the canyon, the little friends who were with him at that time did not have these tender hands.

"Well, the hands are beautiful and tender now, maybe the face will be beautiful and tender in a few years." He thought to himself.

"Take care of yourself, don't hurt yourself, I'll go first." Wang Yang shouted, and the teenagers nodded happily.

There are a total of twenty people left by Zhang San, which are recent adult children, and every month, a group of children will meet the height requirements and be considered adults.

Sometimes there are a lot of them, sometimes they are very small, and they are very young and very curious to accept the new world. It's very different from the old kids.

In their eyes, the world is beautiful. The future is wonderful, and it's a pleasure to be in touch with the adult world. For the Beast...... There is no fear.

How can it be as sincere and fearful as Wang Yang back then, singing in his head: "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to grow up......"

Of the twenty teenagers, only fifteen are harvesting sugar cane.

The other five, together with Wang Yang, came to the cliff where the clay and flint were collected.

The flint and clay miners here are all adults, one by one, wielding copper hammers, knocking on the mountain.

Or hold a small chisel. Quickly chiseled with a bang.

Behind them, there are three buckets of water to supply a morning's consumption, which is often not enough.

They planned to build a pond nearby, but Zhang San said that too much water would attract all kinds of insects and mosquitoes.

He still didn't understand that mosquitoes are actually aquatic.

Wang Yang also did not support this plan, and the flowing water was clean. If a pool of stagnant water is created, will the water still be drinkable?

After greeting everyone, Wang Yang found Liu San, and Liu San's status is now rising.

It's not because he often wins first in competitions. It didn't work, but he was clever when tools such as copper hammers and chisels were sent here. Just study how to use it and teach everyone.

People who have the ability to teach others. Naturally, you will be respected, and it will be much easier to find a spouse. Still, he was happy to compete and bully others.

Seeing Wang Yang coming, he stepped forward to ask.

Wang Yang pointed to the five teenagers behind him who had never done manual work, and asked Liu San to take the five of them to join the project and mine a few large disc-shaped stones.

That's right, he's going to make stone grinding discs.

This idea has long been deeply reflected in Wang Yang's mind, for stone grinding, really not much use, most people only know how to process beans.

Wang Yang is also one of those most people, so he also believes that the role of stone grinding is very simple, and it is a waste of manpower and material resources to build too much.

Liu San was very smart, and he asked again: "Do you want all flint stones, or ordinary stones?" ”

If the flint is made into a stone mill, wait to see the fireworks, which shows Liu San's carefulness.

Wang Yang was also stunned for a moment, patted Liu San approvingly, and signaled that ordinary stones were fine.

Soon, Liu San took Wang Yang and others to find a few boulders and asked him how they were.

Wang Yang was full of joy, and even gave a thumbs up, and Liu Sanxi's was about to fly into the sky.

Next, Wang Yang and a few teenagers began to process, using metal tools to smash wildly, which was an extremely difficult project in the past.

Seeing that Wang Yang was working so hard, everyone was even more energetic, and the speed of mining clay and flint was several times faster.

The so-called three military lives, but that's it.

At the end of the day, Wang Yang and the others just processed the outline, and then let people put it on the board car and transport it back.

Even with the tools, processing the hard stones was still a hard and technical hard work, and several teenagers already felt that they could not bear it, their whole bodies were sore, and their hands were blistered.

But they didn't say a word, and they didn't snort in front of Wang Yang, which made Wang Yang very happy.

"In the end, there is still some hard air, and it will decay without a generation."

The sugarcane has been cut down a lot, and instead of uprooting it, a large section has been cut off, so that it will continue to grow and will not need to be planted again.

The cut sugarcane was also put aside by Wang Yang, and he did not act immediately.

In everything he does, he will make a set of standardized assembly lines, not only for the sake of standardization, but most importantly, with a clear division of labor and efficiency.

The next day, Wang Yang didn't continue to let the blistered young people do heavy work, he just wanted to hone and hone them, not torture them.

He asked these five people to cut the sugar cane, and replaced five people to come and process it.

In the next few days, they still rotated like this, and the character of hard-working and hard-working was still cultivated from childhood, which can be regarded as a kind of tempering, which will naturally be beneficial to them in the future.

And after a few days, the stone grinding disc was processed, and it was the same as the later generations, it was a circle, with two layers above and below, the lower side was a movable grinding disc, and the upper side was a movable turntable.

The turntable was pulled out with a piece of wood, which could be pushed and rotated, and of course, Wang Yang found a bison to use as a donkey.

He noticed that the cows seemed to be quiet when they circled, could it be that they liked to turn around?

The sugar cane is processed, and the outermost layer of skin is peeled off with a planer, revealing the white and yellow flesh inside, which is then smashed into fine slag.

At last it was put into the millstone, and the poor bison looked at the grass before him, and walked about it, still very quiet, and when he was impatient, he would bark, and at last he would eat the grass.

After the bagasse was beaten once, there was actually a lot of sugarcane juice left behind, and the remaining bagasse actually didn't have much sugar left.

Wang Yang didn't waste it at all, put these tender residues in the water to absorb some water, and crushed them again, squeezing out all the sugar.

The sugar water was crushed, and it flowed out of the stone mill and down the circle into the wooden barrels waiting below.

When a bucket is full, it is poured into another bucket and filtered, just like the original filter of salt water, without any peculiarity.

This dish often filters out a lot of bagasse, which is stacked aside to dry along with the cane skins.

Sugarcane itself is a very good fiber, so Wang Yang pondered whether he could use it, and after thinking about it, he still forgot it, and dried it all as hay to start a fire.

On the other side, a large copper pot is propped up, and dry firewood is placed underneath, although charcoal is easy to use, after all, it has to be processed, which is too troublesome, in order not to waste resources and manpower, it is good to use firewood directly.

And boiling sugar is the same as boiling salt, the temperature should not be too high, and if it is high, it will be mushy.

The salt refiners from the wheat fields were already ready to go, and they learned how to make salt, and they built small fires and kept boiling sugar cane juice.

Sugar cane juice is pale yellow and quite beautiful, but after burning for a while, it becomes very thick and the color turns dark yellow.

Wang Yang has been guarding on the sidelines, thinking about the sugar refining test he did in his previous life, and thinking about the steps.

The sugar is getting thicker and denser, and the light yellow sugar water has become golden, which is not bad at all with the test done in the previous life, indicating that there is no mistake in the steps and heat.

Under Wang Yang's instructions, the speed of agitation was slightly faster to avoid premature scorching.

I don't know how long it took to burn, but the golden syrup became darker again and bubbled.

This is a different situation from salt refining, several salt refining experts are a little dazed, thinking that something is wrong, Wang Yang nodded lightly to give them confidence and continue refining.

After a while, the fragrance of sugar was very strong, wafting all over the wilderness, attracting many insects to come, startling Wang Yang, and quickly suspended the refining and moved into the big house to continue.

The fragrance filled the whole room, and the other smells could no longer be smelled, Wang Yang felt that his nose was a little greasy, and from time to time he went out with a few people to take a few breaths, opened the door to ventilate, and then continued.

I don't know when, the sugar juice became thicker and thicker, and it was so thick that it was almost impossible to stir it, and everyone held back the redness on their faces, stirring with difficulty.

"It's about to crystallize." Wang Yang hurriedly removed the fire and let people continue to stir, relying on the temperature in the sugar, this last action continued, Wang Yang waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to stir again.

After a while, the sugar completely formed into a whole piece of sugar, which was brown in color, a little black, a little yellow.

This is the very common brown sugar.

If you want to process white sand sugar, there is also a process of color enhancement, of course, that does not affect the taste of the sugar.

For Wang Yang, no matter brown sugar or white sugar, as long as it is sweet, it is good sugar.

He couldn't wait to pull out a piece and put it in his mouth, and suddenly, the long-lost sugar smell quickly spread on his taste buds, occupying every corner.

He winced his eyebrows and pointed at the people next to him, asking them to try it too.

Several people had wanted to eat it for a long time, so they followed Wang Yang's example and put a piece in their mouths, but they didn't know that Wang Yang had secretly run outside to rinse his mouth.

After more than ten seconds, they also ran to rinse their mouths......

In the evening, a few of them divided the pot of sugar with a wicked smile on their faces, and each piece was 2 cubic centimeters.

So, everyone was rinsing their mouths.

Wang Yang and the others laughed, and everyone was aggrieved for a while.

The most quintessential part was eaten by Wang Yang, it was a layer of sugar pot knotted at the bottom of the pot, fragrant, crispy and sweet, but it would never be greasy, and those who had never eaten it didn't know at all. (To be continued......)