That's right, the wood pulp is boiled into syrup, and then it is dried in guò, and finally it becomes sugar in powder. This sugar is not as pure white as white sugar, nor black and red as brown sugar, but a light yellow color, as beautiful as citrine, and has a crystal luster. Mo Yi'er picked up a small grain and licked it...... It's so sweet!

"Taste it, all of you!" Mo Yi'er looked at everyone's curious and expectant eyes, and couldn't help but point to the white sugar and said.

So, the clansmen all crowded over, but they couldn't bear to start with the clean and beautiful sugar.

Chu Wei couldn't help laughing, the clansmen were now gradually aware of their health status! "Let's all wash our hands, the barrel is ready, everyone can wash their hands with the water in the barrel, and they don't have to go to the waterhole. In the future, everyone will take turns to carry water! ”

"Roar, roar~" The clansmen shouted happily, a group of people hula-la-la-squeezed to the bucket to wash their hands, the clear pool water directly turned into black ink, everyone looked at each other and laughed, and then swarmed to try the taste of sugar.

"Wow! Sweeter than honey! It's delicious! The women shouted in amazement.

"It's so sweet, I've never eaten anything so sweet in my life, just a little bit, I can feel the taste." After tasting it, he nodded and praised, and at the same time was slightly proud, this thing was made by the woman he fancied!

Mo Yi'er also laughed along, finally the efforts of the past few days have not been in vain. This thing is very precious, so the tribesmen only taste it, and Sang Zhen asked at the end: "The salt of the Haim tribe is so precious, a little bit can be exchanged for so much food!" Our ...... I guess I can exchange things for more food! ”

"Yes, of course! Hahaha......" Casa laughed happily, he had lived for decades, he had never seen anything so sweet, and he was very confident in the sugar that came out. "Mo Yi'er, you can give this thing that comes out of the wood pulp a name!"

Everyone else is also in favor, and the things that Mo Yi'er has researched are generally named by her.

"Okay then...... Let's call it Crystal Candy! Mo Yi'er didn't even think about it, so she named it with this name, like citrine-like sugar, isn't the name very good!

"Okay...... everyone applauded, and they couldn't help but scream. At this time, before singing and dancing, people used howls to vent their joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and their vocabulary was also very limited, and sometimes words could not express the feelings in their hearts, and it would be the same.

That night, Mo Yier made a decision to mobilize a few people to boil wood pulp, so that if they kept boiling day and night, the six pots could be used to the fullest, and the wood pulp in the hollow tree could also be boiled into wooden barrels and water tanks as quickly as possible.

This decision was made by all the clansmen, and everyone actively cooperated. The men who hunt remain the same, Mo Yi'er, Xiao Rara, and Kuang Yang are responsible for boiling wood pulp during the day, and Qiao, Zhangji, and Kasa are responsible for the night. As for the wooden bowls and wooden chopsticks, they were handed over to the other old people, and in the past few days, they have also made several finished products, which can be used, which are much better than the previous concave stones.

Starting the next day, Chu Ji also followed the hunting team to hunt, after all, meat food is the foundation of the tribe, and other people who were not arranged to boil wood pulp still did what they had to do. As for the water tank and bucket, just wait for the wood pulp to be boiled, and Chu Wei and Man Ge will make zuò again at night when they come back from hunting. Although it was tiring, everyone did not complain in the slightest.

Peaceful, busy and happy days have been going on like this, and in the blink of an eye, the weather began to get cold, the ground was full of fallen leaves, and Chu Wei and Man Ge were returning later and later from hunting.

On this day, Mo Yi'er was wrapped in a thin layer of animal skin, and even her arms were shrunk inside, the weather was really not suitable for bare hands and feet, but the other clansmen did not change much, even Silk Fanni, who had just come out of confinement, was also very aggressive, if Mo Yi'er hadn't warned her, I am afraid she would have forgotten to give Xiao Hei a silkworm blanket!

Kasa and Chu Wei stood at the door of the cave, looking at the dark brown leaves in the distance and discussing something. After a while, Kasa said: "Mo Yi'er doesn't know about this matter yet, let's sue her, maybe she will want to take a look." ”

"This ...... I didn't plan to sue her, I was afraid that she would want to go. Chu Yi's face was a little gloomy, now he hated to hide Mo Yi'er tightly, so that no one would find out, how could he still want to take her out?

"Chief, I've been young too, and I know what you're thinking! But Mo Yi'er is different from other women, the more you are like this, the farther and farther she may be away from you. "The old people are rare people who are rich in philosophical words in this uncivilized era.

"Is that so?" Chu Wei muttered, as if he was asking Kasa, and he seemed to be asking himself.

"It's only been a few days since the leaves have fallen off, so you can consider whether to sue Mo Yi'er or not!" Kasa waved ten fingers, which means that the leaves will fall off in about ten days, and then they will have an activity, and whether this matter is told or not depends on Chu Yi'er as the leader. With that, Mango went to the cave and continued to polish his wooden basin. After such a long time, everyone in the tribe already has wooden bowls and chopsticks, as well as large wooden plates for food! After doing this qiē, Mo Yi'er spent the shape of a wooden basin again, so that it was more convenient to wash vegetables and face. Mo Yi'er thought that there would be more things in the future, teacups, teapots or something...... The tribe will also get richer and richer, and as for the pottery that represents the wealth of the tribe, it will not be anything at that time.

Chu Wei had been standing in front of the cave, thinking about Kasa's words, for the first time in his life, it was so difficult for him to choose.

At the same time, Mo Yier was thinking about winter clothes. She is no more afraid of the cold than other tribesmen. She chose a few pieces of fur that resembled a fox to make her coat, and then decorated it with silkworm cloth as a lining, which would surely be warmer. "Sang Zhen, when you have time, help me make clothes!"

"Okay, I'll make it for you after dinner." Sang Zhen responded with a smile, Mo Yi'er asked her to help, which was a great honor for her.

Mo Yi'er sat by the bonfire, waiting patiently, holding animal skins and silkworm cloth in her arms, as well as bone needles and silkworm threads. Since Mo Yi'er got back the cocoon, the tribe has used thin silkworm threads to replace the long grass that used to sew animal skin skirts.

Mo Yi'er didn't help at dinner, she really didn't want to leave the campfire, if she didn't have enough warm clothes, she was afraid that she would hibernate herself. Although she was lazy like this, she felt guilty about letting her people do this and that for her, but she really didn't want to move.