Chapter 247: Black Dirt

"Chief, your yard is empty, in the future, I will see if I can dig up some wildflowers and plant them in this yard when I collect them, it will definitely look much better."

In the beast world, it is not easy to live.

Who cares about this spiritual enjoyment?

"I hadn't thought of any of that, but now that I think about it, it would have been much better if there were more other colors in this spacious yard."

There wasn't much time for casual conversation, and when the sheep entered the room where the loom was kept, she found that many orcs were already waiting for her.

"Mianmian."

Yang Yuebei walked towards Yang Mian with a smile, and he was in good spirits, and he seemed to have been looking forward to today for a long time.

"Fourth brother, I came to see last night.

I didn't expect you to make this loom.

Fourth brother, you surprised me so much! ”

Yang Mianmian did not hesitate to praise Yang Yuebei, and he was really surprised that he could really make this textile machine.

"I also failed many times before I did it.

Mianmian, you can try it.

If it doesn't work, I'll change it. ”

"It should be fine, I took a look at it last night, including a lot of things that need special attention, and you handled them very well.

You can make this textile machine so meticulous, it can be seen that you have put a lot of thought into it, fourth brother. ”

Yang Yuebei wanted to say, can he not do what his sister ordered?

In fact, when Yang Yuebei was making this textile machine, he also discovered himself, and he seemed to like to study these things very much.

Including when he was in the sheep sheep's house, helping the sheep to make furniture for the new home, he found out.

He is tireless, watching the pieces of furniture gradually take shape in his hands, and the sense of accomplishment from the inside out is particularly powerful.

Soon, two females came carrying a basket of twine.

According to the sheep and sheep teachings, they all use bamboo tubes to tie the twine.

The sheep did not ink, and while picking up the twine in the bamboo basket, he carefully explained the principle of spinning cloth with the female who came to learn next to him.

The kind of textile machine that Yang Sheep asked Yang Yuebei to make is hand-cranked, and it is not complicated to say.

After the sheep put the thread away, she sat down and began to spin a section of her own.

She had never actually used something before, but after fumbling for a while, her movements gradually became more proficient and faster.

Everyone watched carefully, even the chief.

He felt that this kind of thing didn't have to be done by females, and maybe males could do it when they had free time.

In a few moments, a half-finger-wide piece of linen cloth appeared.

When the sheep got up, he let the bear grass, which was looking strong on the side, try it.

Although Xiong Cao is honest, under the guidance of sheep and sheep, he quickly got started.

"Fourth brother, this textile machine is no problem, spinning is completely fine.

You see, there are quite a few orcs in our tribe.

If you can, you can pick a few males from the previous tribe, the kind that can be trusted, and make a few more.

If you can, you can get one in each female's hand, and that's all it would be nice.

Even if we don't pick much ramie this year, we will be able to produce a lot of it next year after we find a mountain area to plant it ourselves. ”

As soon as he heard that Yang Mian was going to arrange one for every female in the tribe, Yang Yuebei was a little frightened.

But Yang Mianmian said that it was prepared for next year, and he was not so anxious.

"Okay, I'll choose when I get back."

After the explanation, the sheep and sheep were already very proficient in bear grass, so they left with the leader with confidence, went to the open land with a convenient water source, and chose the land to open up the paddy field.

The center of the tribe is impossible, there are too many orc houses gathered here.

Even if they had rebuilt more spacious houses now, they had only spread a little bit towards the tribal center.

Heading towards the north of the tribe, he unconsciously walked near the wooden house where Long Xiao was.

And here, it's not the first time that the sheep has come, but the last time she came, she didn't pay attention, and this time she found out that the land here is actually black.

Instantly, a crazy idea came to Yang Mian's mind.

She couldn't wait to crouch down and grope for the black dirt on the ground.

Seeing the sheep sheep's eyes, he was a little excited, and the leader thought that the sheep had found a suitable ground to do so.

Unbeknownst to her, the sheep sponge then picked a leaf at random next to her, wrapped the black soil on the ground, and put it into her animal skin bag.

"Mianmian, is there anything wrong with this soil?

Isn't it a good way to grow the kind of food you're talking about? ”

Seeing the strange behavior of the sheep, the leader couldn't help but ask curiously.

"No, I'll have to go back and research.

If I'm not mistaken, there's something in this soil that can be refined to make a very hard ......."

Speaking of which, Yang Mianmian didn't know how to say the word "weapon".

After all, in this beast world, there is no such thing as weapons.

After considering the words for a while, Yang Mianmian spoke again: "Chief, do you think the stone knife is sharp?" ”

The leader nodded again and again with a confused face: "Sharp, what's wrong?" ”

"It's the things in the soil, if they are refined and made into something similar to a stone knife, it will be much sharper than a stone knife, and even harder than a stone."

Seeing the excited appearance of the sheep mian, the leader couldn't help but imagine how powerful something sharper than a stone knife would be.

And Bai Mingmo, who came with him, couldn't help but have excitement in his eyes when he heard Yang Mianmian's words.

The knife that Yang Mianmian gave him was similar in appearance to the stone knife.

But compared to stone knives, it is really easy to use.

He guessed that the thing that the sheep was referring to was the thing that made the knife.

Bai Mingmo looked at his female, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Sure enough, it was favored by a beast god.

She can even find such a thing, if it is really refined by her, then in the beast world, it is really a kind of strength that cannot be surpassed.

The stone knife can attack, and the knife has stronger attack power.

Generally, orcs below the fifth order can directly break their skin and bleed, hitting the vital point.

If that thing were made into an arrow for a bow and arrow, the piercing power would be unimaginable.

"Bai Mingmo, it's good for you to dig up more soil for me, and we'll try it when we go back later." Bai Mingmo, who was in a trance, was awakened by the sheep and pulled back to his thoughts.

"Okay."

With the help of Bai Mingmo's claws, the sheep sponge wrapped a large bag of soil with large leaves, and planned to use the furnace of the kiln to refine the soil when he went back.

Yes, if the sheep are not mistaken, there is probably a rich iron ore in these soils.

Imagining that I would smelt the iron, the sheep's heart couldn't stop beating wildly!