Chapter 362: Mangosteen

The two discussed the specifics of flax cultivation for a while, and walked back slowly.

On the way, Xiu'er and his party came back from collecting fruits.

"Patriarch, we're back." Xiu'er carried a heavy bamboo basket on her shoulders and called her from afar.

Su Qiqi took a closer look, and the back basket was full of round purple-black fruits, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Mangosteen!" ā€

The paradise is full of surprises! Another excellent fruit variety was discovered.

Xiu'er reached out with her backhand and grabbed a mangosteen and broke it open, handed it over and said, "It turns out that this fruit is called mangosteen, patriarch, you taste it, it's sweet." ā€

"Well, it's delicious! It's so sweet!! "The snow-white flesh is full of juice, and the sweet fragrance spreads to the mouth.

On the way back, Su Qiqi's hand kept stretching into Xiu'er's back basket, thinking that she had eaten seven or eight catties at a time, and she hadn't eaten for a few years, and her hands were not controlled at all.

Seeing the patriarch's greedy cat, the girls hung their heads and covered their mouths and snickered.

Xiu'er sat cross-legged on the ground, helped her peel the fruit, looked at the mangosteen shells in one place, and looked at the mangosteen with half a basket missing: "Patriarch, do we want to move the mangosteen tree back, and after the house is repaired, move it all to your yard." ā€

Su Qiqi shook his hand and swallowed a mouthful of fruit pulp: "No, the fruit trees on the mountains and the seaside don't touch it, it can grow so well, it proves that the place is suitable for it to grow, this piece is ours, why bother transplanting, we can artificially plant some fruit trees that are not here." 35xsā€

Xiu'er: "Oh, when the work is done in the afternoon, I'll go and say hello to Captain Li and Captain Tong, don't finish picking the fruit, leave a few for you, just now we went to pick mangosteen, they are there, Mr. is also there, pick a lot." ā€

Thinking back to the basket of mangosteen they picked up, Xiu'er felt painful, she didn't know that the patriarch loved mangosteen so much, otherwise she would have to let them pick a little less.

After a one-hour break for lunch, everyone will go to pick some coconut fruits for dessert after dinner, the more delicious the fruit tree, the more people under the tree, Xiu'er is afraid that they will be bald in a few days.

This can be there! Su Qiqi agreed very much: "Okay! ā€

Wiped out half of the basket of mangosteen, went to the two mountains to stare at the black nails to make holes, and fed the black nails a meal by the way.

I helped clean up the big stones in the terraces, and went to the beach to demonstrate the calcined limestone, and rushed to the inner city without stopping.

The entrance to the underground reservoir in the inner city is on the side of the stream to facilitate the diversion of water.

The construction of the underground reservoir is much more rigorous than the reservoir on the hill, and the progress of the project is slow, after all, the city has to be built, houses have to be built, foundations and underground sewage pipes have to be laid.

First of all, dig a deep pit vertically, compact the pit wall with large stones, inlay stone slabs, build a swirl staircase, etc., and then dig deep horizontally after the entrance is compacted. Flash Dance

This piece is in charge of Lin Zhongshan, he is careful and very patient, it may be related to his former craftsmanship, he has been tempered for many years, and he has been hammering a piece of iron over and over again, and it is really not good to be impatient.

At this time, he was leading a group of men to the entrance, wearing shirtless cloth coats, sweat towels on their shoulders, wielding sledgehammers and sweating.

The busy women not far away are not surprised, and the folk customs of the Lu nationality are becoming more and more open.

Turning a blind eye to the shirtless men doing their work, it's not like I haven't seen it on the road, and at night on a hot day, the shirtless men who are bathing in the river are densely packed

Lin Zhongshan wiped his sweat and looked up to see Su Qiqi coming, and climbed up the deep pit: "Patriarch, I am about to look for you, I want some stone slabs, and the stone slabs should be inlaid the day after tomorrow, so I have to chisel the corners of the stone slabs first." ā€

Su Qiqi: "Don't worry, I just came back from the seaside, the limestone has just been put into the cave, it will be calcined for seven days, and the finished cement is estimated to take ten days, and the empty time in the middle will be the first two pools in front of you." ā€

"Where's the black armor?"

Lin Zhongshan looked towards the stream, Su Qiqi looked over, and the idle black jiazi in his sight was lying on the stone leisurely basking in the sun.

Whistling, the leading black armor scratched the belly that was spread over, and rolled down the stone, and the younger brother behind did the same, rolling down the stone and climbing to her feet to line up, waiting to be fed.

One is fed a piece of fresh meat, a frozen fish, Heijiazi swallows the food, each of them drinks the spiritual spring water in the basin, and his life is complete, and he spontaneously climbs to the stream and basks in the sun.

"Work, where to run." Su Qiqi shouted, and Heijiazi crawled over lazily, a little resistant, wanting to bask in the sun and wanting to be a salty Jiazi.

Su Qiqi doesn't care, eat me, drink me, don't work can only go to the pot, stew or, choose one, Hei Jiazi said I don't choose, I choose to work, hard work and resentment.

Su Qiqi was satisfied, and beckoned Lin Zhongshan to go to the seaside, Hei Jiazi followed behind energetically, if you don't have a good spirit, it's terrible to boil the water pot!

The two stood on the seaside, and Su Qiqi roughly visually measured the distance between the sand and gravel and the seaside, 300 meters: "The distillation room is built here, you measure the distance, the distillation room is 100 meters away from the freshwater pool, and the distance is preliminarily delineated, and the other pool is 500 meters away from the shallow pool." ā€

"Patriarch, why do we need to build two pools?" Lin Zhongshan asked puzzled.

"The distilled water extracted from seawater is drained to the freshwater pool, which must be hot, and cannot be directly poured into the underground reservoir, and the cooling pool is cooled first.

This is very understandable, Lin Zhongshan immediately understood, and then asked: "Since the distillation house can provide water for our entire clan, why dig two reservoirs on the mountain?" "Manpower is tight, isn't it good to use it elsewhere?

Su Qiqi was silent, looking at the horizon, whether the various disasters on this planet are like the horizon on the horizon, far away and untouchable.

After a long time, he spoke: "Although I know the future, I don't know the details, and I don't know where the end is. ā€

"In the future, there may be situations that we did not expect, whether it comes from nature, or man-made, or the distillation room we built fails, and the reservoir in the mountains is our back road, and it is also a life-saving straw to support us to tide over the difficulties."

Leaving yourself a way back whenever and wherever you are is the most basic natural rule of survival, especially in this world.

Although Lin Zhongshan felt that what she said was very reasonable, he did not feel urgent, and felt that as long as she was there, she would not be afraid of the great disaster.

Su Qiqi could guess their thoughts, and he had already made up his mind that when the city was perfected, he would stop all the supply of space, and would not let them enjoy any of the convenience brought by the space, all of which must be obtained by their diligent hands and wisdom.

The lack of crisis awareness is a terrible thing, especially when the whole group of people collectively and subconsciously depends on a certain person and a certain object, regardless of the old and the young, how terrifying it is in the long run!

If this subconscious is fixed, sooner or later the Lu people will decline!