Ever since she had sugar cane, Snow Kite has been thinking about making something like sugar. But she doesn't have any utensils in her hands, and for these things, she has been worried a lot lately, and she is a little angry.

The taste of sugarcane is very good, and when Mo Yun is tired of nothing, he will break some and put it in his mouth, and when he eats something sweet, he will feel a lot better.

Recently, when he has nothing to do, he often comes back to see his father and mother. Sometimes I often see my mother sitting alone, in a bad mood, he really can't help it today, so he went over to ask.

Knowing that her mother was worried about the utensils, Mo Yun breathed a sigh of relief. If you want something to use to make sugar cane, you should say it early, he's a ready-made craftsman here, so you don't have to use it in vain.

"Mother, what do you want, I'll do it for you, and I promise to make it easy for you."

Seeing the little guy patting his chest with a serious look, the haze of the snow kite these days was swept away, and his mood was much better.

I also blame myself for thinking about these things recently, and I even forgot about my cub learning the craft from Master Heng.

Snow Kite took out the parchment roll and used a carving knife to roughly draw a style of grinding plate, and now the Orc Continent can only be used to make a stone first, and it is also suitable for making sugar cane.

The little one took the parchment roll, went out of the cave, returned to the master, closed the door, and began to study the thing called the grinding plate in the mother's mouth.

Mo Yun has a smart brain, and he is also very diligent these days, plus his father helped him move the stones, and soon got a similar one.

The first time she came to let Snow Kite try, there were some areas that were not firmly made, and before she could get what she wanted, the stone mill fell apart.

The little guy felt embarrassed and said sorry several times, but Snow Kite didn't say anything, just gently pinched his face and comforted him a few times.

Mo Yun is still a child after all, and it is already very good to be able to make such a finished product for the first time, and she doesn't have too much hope to succeed in the first time.

Mo Yun became more and more motivated, and after several failures, he finally succeeded. Snow Kite glanced at him and smiled happily at him.

This cub will definitely be a very powerful orc in the future. She couldn't say why, but she had such an intuition in her heart.

Mo Yun put the sugar cane in it, wanting to turn the stone mill and try to take a look. Mo Yan stretched out his hand to stop him and took the handle of the stone mill into his hand.

"Yun'er, rest for a while, these days, I'm tired of your mother's affairs."

Father spoke, and Mo Yun naturally didn't say anything anymore. He is indeed so busy these days that sometimes he can't even take care of eating.

However, what his mother wanted to use, he wanted to prepare it as soon as possible. My mother was so good to me when I was a child, and now it's my turn to be good to him.

Mo Yan looked at his back when he turned around, and his heart was a little sour. Yun'er is so busy these days, and she looks like she's lost weight, which is distressing.

However, he only has such a cub, and his future career will be inherited by him. Although he couldn't bear to watch him suffer, he could only care about him silently, and couldn't bear everything for him.

Thinking of this, he let go of the hand holding the stone mill, and quickly went to the warehouse, took some fruit out, and handed it to the cub who was sitting next to the snow kite.

Mo Yun looked at him, smiled, revealed two small dimples, and took the fruit. Mo Yan felt a little awkward, so he left without looking back to study how to use the stone mill.

The little guy ate the grapes, his lips were moistened with juice, they became less dry, and the whole person felt a lot cooler.

Looking at the way the father was turning the stone mill on the side, a sweet feeling flashed in the little guy's heart.

Father is still the same as before, although he doesn't say it, he can feel how much he cares about him.

Snow Kite sat with him for a while, and then went to Mo Yan's side. Mo Yan is very smart, and there is already a lot of juice in the clay pot below.

She took out a handkerchief to wipe Mo Yan's sweat, and stuffed a few more grapes that she had just put in her pocket into his mouth.

Mo Yan smiled and opened his mouth to eat, feeling that he still wanted it, and licked her fingers with a scoundrel, revealing a slightly playful smile.

Mo Yan didn't feel how hot it was in the sun just now, he just felt that the whole person was comfortable.

With a little female by his side, it seems that he can survive any hardship or difficulty.

Sometimes Mo Yan was tired, so Mo Yun offered to help. Two people come in turns, and the physical exertion is not so great, and it is easy.

At the end of the day, the sugar cane stored in the cave was almost used, and the family went back to rest and prepare for dinner. There are hundreds of sugarcanes, and only four clay pots full of sugarcane juice are made.

Although there is still a certain amount of distance from the amount she wants, she already feels very good. If it were on Earth, you wouldn't be able to find such a good sugar cane, and you wouldn't even be able to get the amount of juice.

After eating, Mo Yun went back to the master's stone cave, went in and fell asleep. In order to do a good job of this stone mill these days, he doesn't sleep much, but now that he is relaxed, he naturally wants to have a good rest.

The next morning, the snow kite got up early, held the clay pot with sugarcane juice, and began to think of a way to make sugar.

There were still some finely crumbled sugarcane skins in the sugarcane juice, and she took out little by little, and it took a lot of effort until she felt that the inside was much cleaner, and then she began to move on to the next step.

The sweet sugar cane juice is boiled on the fire, giving off a rich aroma. She brushed off the white foam with a spoon and continued to cook.

When the sun was thick, there was light coming in, and the sugar cane juice became thicker and thicker, and some of it had already congealed into lumps and looked like sugar.

When she felt that it was almost over, she turned off the fire and went to Heng's stone cave to find Mo Yan. The little one slept for almost a whole day, felt refreshed, and was very energetic when he opened the door.

After listening to his mother's thoughts, the little guy took out the parchment roll, and the snow kite roughly carved a few pictures for him, so that he could keep it and not be too anxious.

Mo Yun spent almost a day, and it wasn't until the afternoon of the next day, when he felt that the things were almost done, that he sent them there.

Mo Yan looked at the things he brought, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes. His own cub, this craft has been getting better and better recently, and if he is allowed to do these things, he may not be able to do them.

Snow Kite pours the sugar cubes into the simple container that the little one has made for stirring, and stirs them with the stick in her hand.

After doing it for a while, she was a little tired, Mo Yan saw it and offered to help. The whole sugar cube is churned into a powder, which is also considered to be brown sugar.

She also kept some of the remaining sugar cubes, put them in a clay pot and sealed them with animal skins, and boiled them on the fire for a whole day, and then asked Mo Yan to help stir them quickly and make some white sugar powder.

She was very happy to see the sugar, although there were still some red pieces in the sugar, but it was already very good.

After all, the Orc Continent is not so advanced, and she also saw this old recipe for making white sugar by chance in a book, and this success was also unexpected.

There was not much sugar to be made, only a little was made, and the two of them searched for a long time in the forest, and got more sugar cane back, and with great effort, they got some sugar out.

Although she had sugar, she was reluctant to use it. That night, he asked Mo Yan to call Mo Yun back and make some sweet meat.

It was the first time for the little guy to taste like this, and his eyes lit up, and he gulped it into his mouth.

The thought of the sugar used to make these meats, and the things he made, made a contribution, and the little guy was very proud, ate a lot, and finally felt a little supportive.

Seeing him keep touching his little belly and rubbing it back and forth, Mo Yan and Snow Kite both smiled. This little guy is still a snack like before.

The family went out for a walk, and Mo Yun was interested, and took his father and mother to the stone cave of the master's house to see the new things he had recently made.

The little guy made his own shelf next to Heng's shelf, and it was even more beautiful. There are things on it, and Snow Kite only thinks that he is indeed very talented, and he can't help but stop and take a few more looks when he sees something interesting.

Mo Yun saw that she liked a piece of wood carved by herself, so she took it down and gave it to her mother. The snow kite was embarrassed to ask for it at first, but after a few excuses, it was put in his pocket.

In fact, he didn't know what it was, but he thought it looked good like this, and after listening to the snow kite, he knew that this thing was called a comb.

At night, Snow Kite washed her hair with water, and Mo Yan sat behind and wiped the water on her with animal skins.

When it was almost dry, the snow kite took out a comb made by the little one and combed her long hair.

Later, Mo Yan saw it, and couldn't help but snatch it over and help her comb it, with a gentle force. Make her very comfortable.

I don't know when, the snow kite has already slept in Mo Yan's arms. Mo Yan gently put the comb down, carried the person in his arms to the straw mat, closed his eyes and fell asleep together.