The monkey girl was overjoyed, his parents were strong hands in making bows and arrows, making an average of ten bows a day with bamboo, basically the best craftsmen in the tribe, and now, she could withstand the workload of her parents for two days a day, how could she not be happy, it was so cool to be recognized!

The pig boy pouted, "I'm going to learn the formation with Sister Liu Hua!

Hu Menglin smiled bitterly, people are more angry than people! I have studied for two months, and I am still practicing the corresponding exercises, but the children of other people actually figured it out in two days, and there is really no way to compare geniuses and ordinary people!

Qinglin glanced at Hu Menglin, "No matter how good it is, it is also the elite of our Qinglin, besides, what he said to understand and arrange the formation are two different things! By the way, if you stay in the tribe for a few more days, you can go to the Nanban tribe to invite the masters of the mineral civilization! The grievances between the Nanban tribe and the Snake League and the Luoshui League also need you to reconcile, and the future guardian of the wilderness should grow wings and fly into the sky!"

Hu Menglin suddenly realized what Patriarch Qinglin said just now, and immediately asked, "Patriarch, just now you said that you would invite dozens of your clansmen, do you also have a big family like the Tongtianmu Clan?"

The Qinglin Patriarch glared at him angrily, "Boy, your multiple wives now have three sons and one daughter, do you think that my old man should be alone? Besides, when have you ever heard that there is a tree!"

Hu Menglin was right when he thought about it, although he had seen only two Fusang trees, but there were many Fusang wood clans around, almost a small forest, although it was not as vast as the Tongtian Mu clan, but it was also hundreds of kilometers.

You know, if it is a hanging island, if it is on the wild continent, the number of Fusang Mu clan will definitely be much more than now! Thinking of this, Hu Menglin couldn't help but have some expectations for the Qinglin patriarch's family!

The Qinglin patriarch seemed to understand Hu Menglin's thoughts, and immediately poured cold water on it, "Boy, although there are many people in the Qinglin clan, they are undertaking other tasks, and it is impossible to support here, you kid is dead, you can arrange it however you want, don't expect our powerful clansmen to work for you!"

Hu Menglin laughed, as he learned that the enemy's power was getting stronger and stronger, he also found that the hidden strength of the wilderness was becoming more and more mysterious, no wonder no other world in the more than a dozen Chaos Ages dared to invade the wilderness, of course, there was a reason why the wilderness was still very backward, but it is estimated that there are more mysterious forces that have been guarding this nascent hub plane!

He was in a good mood and hummed a little song to find Ma Wushuang. Now, what Hu Menglin is most concerned about is the accumulation of several Chaos Era thunder, fire elemental ores and other materials under the seabed.

Ma Wushuang was shirtless, and he was pushing the stone stone with a few old fox people, crushing something. He walked over and saw that there were fist-sized seeds. What is it?

Everyone was sweating profusely, no one spoke to Hu Menglin, and continued to push, bending down to the ground. One person and one stone, turning all over the ground. A little bit of oil oozed out of the pressed seeds, and then a little fragrance poured into Hu Menglin's nasal cavity, and then merged into the blood veins and into the liver and spleen. Hu Menglin was a little drunk, it really smelled good!

Ma Wushuang finally stopped first, his head already rippled with sweat. "Hu Menglin, this kind of seed is called Fan Xiang Fruit, it is almost the size of a basin when it is ripe, it tastes great, there are ten seeds in a fruit, there is not much flesh, I picked a lot of plants, this thing is the most fragrant!"

Hu Menglin picked up a seed that was not broken, and pinched it a few times with his hand, but the seed was only cracked. Ma Wushuang smiled, "If you can pinch it with your hands, do we still use so much effort? These hundreds are almost all crushed by me, and a few of them don't have much strength at all!"

Hu Menglin smiled, "This kind of thing doesn't need to be crushed like this at all, I have a way!" As he spoke, Hu Menglin pointed out, opening it in the middle of the stone, stringing it through with rattan, and then pulling it with a demonic beast and rotating on the ground. Or, grind a huge stone mill on the ground and pull it in circles with Warcraft.

Several people are smart people, and with a little mention of Hu Menglin, everyone will understand the general method of the matter. Soon, an elephant stone mason was found, and he quickly prepared the stone grinding disc and the stone stone with a hole in the middle according to Hu Menglin's method. A few fox elders quickly tied the rattan, and a docile Demon Yu pig was brought over.

It's not tall, but it's heavy, powerful, and obedient, but it's very difficult to catch, because this guy is very good at arching the earth, and in a few clicks he can burrow into the ground and run away!

Hu Menglin according to the method of rural donkey grinding, commanded a few people to complete the grinding of the vanilla fruit, a little bit of oil was squeezed out, with the continuous filling of the milling of the vanilla fruit increased, the following porcelain basin has almost half a basin of oil. Hu Menglin tasted it, not only fragrant, but also had a peanut oil taste.

Subsequently, Hu Menglin and Ma Wushuang came to the place where Qu Xuan was, where dozens of Xiao Qu Xuan, who were less than 100 years old, were trying to make the vinegar proposed by Hu Menglin. Although Hu Menglin theoretically understood how this thing evolved, Hu Menglin really didn't understand how to make rice vinegar from grains.

Therefore, he only proposed that the grain should be steamed and then fermented, and then the fermented grain with a sour taste should be mixed with ordinary wheat husk, bran, flour and other substances before fermentation.

Qu Xuan, which is not a problem in making wine, is no stranger to fermentation at all, plus there are some forest monkey masters from Luoshui League, everyone studied it, and actually made some vinegar, Hu Menglin tasted it, but it was sour, and he didn't feel much.

After looking at the process specifically, Hu Menglin proposed that the vinegar should be placed for a few more days after being stirred twice, and then put it in a clay jar, and put more salty seawater to try, if you can put some dried white salt flowers, it would be better!

Although Hu Menglin repeatedly put forward the idea of drying salt, the lazy orcs and sea tribes did not take salt seriously at all, after all, the Qinglin River is connected to the seawater, and some sea fish can be caught against the current at any time, plus various submarine plants that are constantly transported from the sea, which is enough for the supply of all kinds of salt!

If it weren't for the Qinglin patriarch supporting Hu Menglin, it is estimated that he would not necessarily be exposed now. According to the requirements of the Qinglin patriarch, the Smurfs have been drying for a summer, and thousands of barrels have been dried, all of which have been transported to the Qinglin tribe, with white and yellow, and a lot of impurities.

However, the last time Qinghuang was "reborn from the fire" on the hanging island, the dried sea water formed layers of salt, which was enough for the Qinglin tribe to eat for a few years!

After watching the vinegar-making process, Hu Menglin watched the production of sauce again. Speaking of this kind of thing, it comes from Hu Menglin's cognition of that kind of quinoa fruit. This fruit, which can hide the smell, can be eaten raw, and has the taste of raw soybeans. Hu Menglin believes that if this kind of thing has the taste of soybeans, it may be possible to make tofu and related products.

I said my own thoughts, but now I don't even have a cloth in the real sense, let alone the plaster of tofu can only use white worm man's feces. As soon as this idea was proposed, even the Qinglin patriarch was disgusted, so it seemed a little out of place to make tofu. However, for making sauce, there was no such obstacle, so a group of people began to process it according to Hu Menglin's idea.

Now, the first batch of sauce has almost been completed, after all, any drying process and fermentation process can be accelerated with racial abilities, and there is no need to wait for half a year like earthlings, so now Hu Menglin has a pot of red and yellow sauce in front of him. I tried a bite, it was salty, and then there was a faint aroma, and the taste was good.

asked people to find some wild vegetables, Hu Menglin dipped and ate them, and a long-lost nostalgia came to his heart again.

Seeing Hu Menglin's way of eating, a few Qu Xuan who were interested also tried it, and then ran away disdainfully, for them, this kind of thing was too unpalatable. And for some large herbivorous races such as cattle people and horse people, this thing is very delicious.

It was impossible for Hu Menglin to take into account everyone's tastes, so he instructed and went to the place where the sugar was made. A long time ago, some people in the tribe exchanged some very sweet plant stems and roots from the southern Yusi Valley, Tiger Fox and other tribal alliances. But this kind of thing, the tribe is not doing a proper job, and they are busy producing all kinds of accessories, clothes, etc., and no one takes it seriously at all.

This time, if it weren't for Ma Wushuang personally leading people to trial production, it is estimated that he would have been thrown aside and forgotten. In dozens of large buckets, there are roots of ground "green ice dill", and the roots that look like sweet potatoes are thrown everywhere, and occasionally you can see bundles of "red cane", which are stacked in the corners.

Some of the juice that had been squeezed out was dried in the sun, and some was boiled in clay pots. Seeing that there were already some yellow viscous crystals on one side, Hu Menglin stirred a little with a wooden stick, put it in his mouth and tried it, it was very sweet, as if the white sugar had been boiled into juice.

Seeing this kind of thing, Hu Menglin understood that with the current technology, it would not be a day's work to make the white sugar crystals of his original world. Finding a place for several monkey masters who were boiling, Hu Menglin proposed that this method was too time-consuming.

First, you can let people chop all the roots of these green ice dill, and then press them with a stone mill, and flush all the juice into a filterable "sieve" with a small amount of water, and merge it into a pool.