Chapter 10 Establishment of long-term goals

Question: How does Sanglaleba do it?

Thank you for the invitation, first grind the sala fruit into a coarse powder, then add an appropriate amount of water, stir and knead to set the shape, and then cut the salad dough into uniform or different shapes of sala agent according to your preference or demand, and finally bake the finished sala Leba......

If you ignore the simplicity of the raw materials, the process is similar to making bread.

Outside the remote wilderness manor, the harvested sauna fruits are packed in straw baskets, and the rows are quite spectacular.

Picking out two salana fruits of different sizes from a basket, Grover, the butler, introduced to Sumer:

"The fruits of the sauna fruit are large and small, and according to experience, we generally choose the fruit that is on the larger side, and the samarelba will be fluffier in this way......"

It is fluffy and can collapse...... Crossed out, the kind of fluffiness that can make an adult blood tiger's teeth "unexpectedly loose"?

Su Mo secretly complained.

The Bloodline is a natural Sequence Seven Transcendent, and the ability description clearly states that he has obtained an excellent physique!

"So the finished Sanglaleba, will you use it as a weapon?"

He squatted down, reached out and took the smallest sauna fruit from the straw basket, and with a slight force of his fingers, he easily pinched the small fruit.

The composition of the fruit is very complex, including unidentified flocculent objects, unidentified foam-like objects, and unidentified fibrous objects......

"Weapon ......"

Hearing this, Grover smiled awkwardly but politely.

He coughed in disguise, and replied:

"Sanglaleba is indeed a good blunt object, and it can be used in many places in life.

"For example, when making sangraleba fruits, the first step of grinding the fruit with the sanga is to beat it with a sturdy sangraleba and smash the fruit into flat, loose lumps......"

The corners of Su Mo's mouth twitched, and he inexplicably remembered a certain poem: It was born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other......

He got up and threw the crumbling sanga fruit aside, clapped his hands to clean up the residue and asked, "Sanglaleba is so strong, a weapon of poor quality can't be split, how do you judge the degree of 'fluffy'?" ”

"Cooking time." Grover replied quickly.

Mouthful.

Su Mo looked at the rows of sauna fruits in front of him, and the gray and black fruits that were in the same vein as the finished product silently absorbed most of the light, and looked at the black and dark patches at a glance.

Since the fruit is larger, the made Sangaleba is more "fluffy", and vice versa......

He ordered: "Take the small sauna fruit in your hand as a benchmark, pick out all the fruits that are smaller than it, and dispose of them as seeds for the next generation." ”

Grover was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and took the order: "Yes." ”

Su Mo turned to leave.

Two valets will soon arrive to complete the task he has assigned.

After nearly three weeks of running-in, Blake and Abel are now much more natural, although they are still very restrained, but at least they will not make a big salute at every turn as they did at the beginning, for fear that they will be eaten in a physical sense in the next second.

Although Su Mo also wanted to stay and help, so that he could participate in the artificial breeding process more intuitively, he would probably make others feel uncomfortable staying on the scene.

Su Mo doesn't actually know how to farm.

Although he has played farming games such as "Stardew Valley" and read a lot of online articles related to farming, he has not really practiced it, and he has not really farmed.

However, no matter how inexperienced and unheard of is, they also know a basic common sense - the ancestor of wheat is a "weed", the ancestor of rice is wild rice, and millet is domesticated from dog's tail grass!

Plants in nature have been undergoing natural evolution, and the initial breeding of crops began with domestication.

For example, millet, a food crop with a long history of cultivation, is that the ancients artificially selected individuals with full grains and large grains from the naturally existing dog's tail grass seeds, screened and cultivated from generation to generation, bred and improved, and stabilized the traits of excellent genes as much as possible, which gradually evolved into modern millet.

and mutagenesis breeding, haplotype breeding, polyploid breeding, transgenic breeding, and cell engineering breeding before the demise of old civilizations...... Compared with the dazzling breeding methods, Su Mo at this time did not even have the technical reserves for the most basic cross-breeding, so he could only learn from his ancestors, use the most stupid methods, and select excellent individuals for domestication from generation to generation.

Thankfully, this world has an extraordinary way to start as a farmer.

Thankfully, he had plenty of time......

The selection of the sauna fruit is a kind of rehearsal in advance, and what Summer really wants to breed is a kind of hybrid rice, or a high-yielding food crop such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn.

Sanglaleba is not only a staple food for humans, but also for most of the half-breeds in the pan-human camp.

It's not that Su Mo hasn't eaten Sanglaleba, after cooking it into a paste, the salty and astringent taste left a deep impression on him, and he almost didn't spit it out directly after taking a bite, as for the mushy taste, it is like cement mixed with sand and gravel, biting constantly, and the reason is messy, and from time to time he will knock his teeth.

It is better to eat this thing than to gnaw on sawdust-Su Morui commented, but he had to admit that long-term consumption of Sanglaleba can greatly improve a person's level of will.

This kind of [garbage that dogs don't eat], but it can become a wide range of staple foods, in addition to being cheap and large, it is also because there is no other staple food to replace!

Su Mo understood why, aside from the blood clan that just needed spiritual blood, the giants preferred meat, and the elves preferred blood, because- there was no choice at all!

Even the human beings who use Sanglaleba as their staple food, in addition to the gratitude for survival, most of them will hate it, otherwise they will not disappear in the future and leave no information......

Su Mo never doubted the wisdom of the human ancestors of the Second Age, even if he fell from the top of the food chain to the bottom, losing his own writing, culture, and even civilization, he resolutely chose to test the medicine and move forward step by step on the thorny road of seeking extraordinary power.

So he chose to bet in advance - the ancient sun god and the creator of Silver City, who ended the second and created the third age, and led the human race to re-emerge!

The reality is not Civilization VI, and the war between civilizations and civilizations is not just declaring war, sending troops, attacking, occupying, and razing.

Although it needs to be analyzed according to local conditions and specific situations, the high-end combat power in the world of "Mystery" is enough to determine the balance of victory in the war, but some truths are universal:

For example, for low-level soldiers, war is about logistics;

For example, for the people at the bottom, the aftermath depends on logistics.

INTERVIEWER What are the logistical supports?

Medical, equipment and food.

In terms of medical treatment, the ninth sequence of the lunar pathway is called the pharmacist.

In terms of equipment, the sauna fruit looks like it has a lot of potential.

Food......

The reality is not "Civilization VI", in ancient times, click "next round", and forty years of time will pass quietly.

The point in time he crossed was too early after all...... It is still a few hundred years away from the birth of white manufacturing.

Without a long-term goal, a long period of time becomes the most severe form of torture.

Now, just keep moving towards your goal......

"I like the process of setting a goal and constantly trying to get closer to it through persistent accumulation...... Well, that's a good sentence, so let's put it into the next letter. ”

Su Mo muttered to himself, and then suddenly smiled.

"Although it seems to have already been said......

On the other side, excluding the fruits that were left as seeds due to their small size, there was still more than half of the sauna fruit left in the straw basket that sat in rows.

In order to digest internally as soon as possible, Sumer's recipe for three meals a day also added Sanglaleba.

Study on the third floor.

As usual, the window opened a ventilated gap, and the stove and pots and pans on the desk were old friends.

Su Mo sat at his desk, staring intently at the dancing flames...... Above, the boiling sangraleba mush.

His expression was solemn, and there were words in his mouth:

"I'm not masochistic, I'm exercising my level of will.

"I'm not masochistic, I'm exercising my level of will.

"I'm really, no, masochistic ......"

He has one more good reason to breed new crops!

Of course, there are only four households in this house, and even if they eat with their bellies open, they can't keep up with the harvest speed of the sauna fruit every thirteen days.

Abel suggested that he should sell it on the street, because he was not only good at farming, but also good at setting up stalls......

"And with your secret seasoning, young master, it will definitely be a big hit! I've never had such a delicious Sanglaleba! ”

Abel was full of ambition, and his eyes sparkled like stars.

Grover coughed incessantly, trying to remind him not to be too rude in front of Sumer.

Blake, who was silently drinking, silently handed him a piece of straw paper......

Grover was silent for a moment, then took the straw paper and pretended to be coughing.

"I don't need to sell it, the mold I ordered has arrived."

Su Mo smiled and spoke, lifted the sack on the ground and pulled it out, placing a row of iron molds on the kitchen table.

Su Mo had already mentioned the plan to make Sanglaleba into various equipment, so they accepted it well.

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β€œβ€¦β€¦ Is this a toy? Abel was a little confused.

There are many types of molds, there are swords, shields, hammers, axes...... However, each of them is only the size of an open palm, which looks quite miniature.

"This is used for experiments before the official start of construction, how can it be a one-to-one equal mold?"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, picked up a mold casually, and took it in his hand and spun it around like a pen.

He said in a playful tone:

"After all, the first problem we need to overcome is how to pull Sanglaleba out of the mold."