If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good..

Wang Yang always thinks that he is a prodigal son who often turns back and cannot even get gold back.

After this experience, he deeply realized that important surnames that adapt to local conditions cannot be measured by the behavioral benchmarks of later generations.

Although later generations are more scientific and advanced, it is based on a complete and complete civilization and development process. It is still impossible to reach the sky in one step.

But learning from one's mistakes will make you more wise. With this experience and lesson, you will not make similar mistakes again next time.

After everyone started to implement the weed harvesting plan, the speed increased by a large part. The friends had no time to play bored, and they would not ask to help the adults harvest, and began to work constantly.

Wang Yang was flipping Yingguo on the roof, ready to take it away and spread it out at any time.

Time flies, and Wang Yang finally feels in the mood to stop his busy pace and sleep comfortably in the sun for an afternoon.

"Oh~" The idiot suddenly let out a dissatisfied scream and shouted at the top below the room.

Wang Yang's eyes, which had just closed, opened his eyes, bit the root of the miraculous grass, turned his head and ignored it.

"Oh~" The idiot didn't give up at all and still called him.

He turned his body again, hugged his head, and silently said in his heart: "I can't hear, I can't hear."

"Oh oh oh oh..." The idiot seemed to be angry and screamed at him angrily.

Wang Yang was furious and solemnly instructed the little guy who was gnawing on the wood: "Slaughter it!"

The little guy came to the edge of the roof and threw the wooden blocks neatly. It also didn't like to hear the idiot's ugly screams.

"Oh!" The idiot suddenly hissed. His voice was dull and ugly, and it was quite meaningless to not get down again and ask Wang Yang for his life.

"It's not enough to rest for a while!" Wang Yang slapped the ground, splashing Yingguo, and came to the edge of the roof angrily. He pointed at the idiot and cursed: "Don't think that I didn't dare to touch you when I was close to you. If you splash, I will definitely roast you!"

The idiot was furious and sipped water at Wang Yang. Wang Yang was prepared for a while, and he avoided it. He touched his head and was shocked and sweated coldly.

The saliva of the alpaca is sticky and smelly. It was stained last time. It smelled bad for a few days and had not washed off. I never wanted to get stained any more in my life.

"Idiots, we gentlemen don't speak. I will fight. Don't do childish things like spitting!" Wang Yang pointed at it and cursed.

"Oh!" the idiot shouted, looking very anxious to ask Wang Yang to come down.

Wang Yang wiped his sweat and continued to keep busy. He couldn't let it spit on the wheat in one mouthful.

After slowly approaching it, Wang Yang was still very careful and prepared to dodge at any time.

However, it did not seem to have the mood to continue making trouble with Wang Yang, so it called out and walked forward.

Wang Yang touched his head. He didn't understand what the idiot was going to do, so he followed it forward and came to the alpaca group.

The Xi surname of this group of alpacas was very gentle. They had been eating fodder nearby, but they didn't even run away. It also saved Wang Yang from guarding them.

He could feel that the flock of alpacas didn't like to be too far away from them.

At this time, there were more than a dozen alpacas in the flock of alpacas, surrounding him and shouting.

Wang Yang only felt his eyes were a little blurry. Didn’t Xiaohong and the others take a batch of alpacas to collect clay? Why are there so many alpacas?

While thinking, a soft and warm feeling of slipperyness came from his calf, and he couldn't help but look down.

I saw a few little alpacas lying at their feet, their little heads curiously, and they spread out from time to time.

He was a little speechless. When did there be so many little beasts?

Suddenly, he smelled a strong fishy smell. It turned out that an eala was blowing at him. There was a little bright red on his cracked lips, and something was chewing in his mouth repeatedly.

In an instant, Wang Yang had a guess that the mother god beast had given birth to a small god beast!

He looked closely and found that there was not just a baby alpaca under his feet, but a dozen baby alpacas, each of which was of different colors, either white or brown, blinking his big black-colored eyes and looking at him.

Wang Yang was very happy. As a result, the number of alpacas exceeded thirty, and the labor force was larger.

Thinking of the scene where he rode a large group of "grass mud horses" to kill around the world, he squinted his eyes.

"Oh~" At this time, the idiot called him, and Wang Yang turned his head and was stunned. What's going on? What's the name to me?

Suddenly, one pair of eyes after another locked in from all directions and stared at him.

"What are you doing? Why are you staring at me? It's not me who made you pregnant, so go find idiots!" Wang Yang was very suspicious.

The divine beasts have a very cute surname. They do not regard the animals they often get along with as other animals, but as their own collectives.

For example, Wang Yang did not regard Wang Yang as a human being, but regarded him as another "grass mud horse", so the idiot would spit at Wang Yang before.

The idiot thinks that Wang Yang posed a threat to its status.

Wang Yang has heard of this a little, but after personal experience, he is no longer surprised. But now they have given birth to cubs. Why are they calling themselves here? Could it be that they want to meet new members by themselves?

But now I have seen each other and I am still watching what I do.

"Oh!" the idiot called out, and seeing that he did not respond, he called out to a little alpaca lying on the ground.

The little alpaca was squinting slightly to doze off. When he heard the scream, he immediately widened his eyes, stretched out his trembling front legs, and tried hard and determined to stand up.

It looks fat and furry, but in fact it is very weak, and is still adapting to a new world and a new feeling. The little hooves are pedaling in the yellow mud, looking for a hard stress point.

The idiot glanced at Wang Yang again. Wang Yang understood what it wanted to do. He wanted to encourage the alpacas themselves and let them stand up.

Looking at the struggle of the little alpaca, Wang Yang felt dizzy and panic, and he got goosebumps all over his body. He was a human being, not a divine beast, how could he have a way to encourage the little alpaca to stand up?

But he felt that this scene was a little familiar, and it seemed to have appeared in a certain movie clip.

He thought about the clip, as if he was an actor played by a beautiful woman, and asked a pony to stand up?

Is this true or false? Is it a report or a movie? If it is a movie, it should be fake.

He hesitated for a while, and said, "Mengmeng, stand up..."

The little alpaca's eyes lit up, and stood up suddenly, and spared a circle beside Wang Yang, "Oh!"

At that moment, Wang Yang's world collapsed directly.

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"This matter must not be told, especially if it is not heard by other modern people, otherwise they will be laughed to death."

After a few days, Wang Yang was still resentful about this matter. He could still recall his mood at that time. The whole world lost its luster and endless darkness swallowed him.

Fortunately, there will be no second time traveler in this world. He patted his chest and sootheed his soul that was traumatized by supernatural events.

Back to the topic, wheat harvesting and preservation have entered a new chapter. Everyone has mastered their own work habits and rules, and their efficiency has been improved.

In the meantime, Xiaohong brought another clay. Seeing that there were not many animal bags, Wang Yang burned some vats to store the fruit.

Wang Yang naturally cooked some things like casseroles. You should know that the wheat is harvested for food. If there is only food but no tools for processing, wouldn’t it be the tragedy?

So on this day, Wang Yang decided to use wheat to make some food.

The simplest and least technically inexpensive is probably wheat porridge.

Wang Yang took a large pot, added water, then poured the wheat in, stirring it while having fun with everyone.

Everyone stared at the pot of wheat porridge, drooling, and putting all their thoughts on it.

They don’t know what the stuff they cook like this and how they can eat it.

The heat slowly rises, and the boiling water boils in it. At this time, there is no need to stir too much. The boiling water pours the wheat grains below to the top, and then sinks to the side and is poured up again.

The smell of wheat was everywhere among the noses and saliva was roaring. Even Wang Yang was almost glaring at the pot of porridge, and he wanted to take a few sips immediately.

Wheat porridge is difficult to cook, not as good as rice grains, and it takes a long time. The more you cook the porridge, the thicker it becomes, and there is a faint golden light on the surface. When you smell the fragrance, your stomach is gushing.

Many people couldn't help asking Wang Yang to come out to taste it. Wang Yang scooped up a Xiaopiao, blew a few breaths, and took a sip.

The strong wheat aroma is filled with a hint of sweetness, and it melts on the tip of the tongue. The soft wheat grains melt when they are held in the mouth, and the fragrance is emitted.

After taking a sip, it seemed as if the breath of nature was slowly flowing into the stomach along the thin stream of lubricating.

"I haven't eaten it for a long time, the taste is... Well, it's better than before."

Without seasonings, wheat porridge is not as delicious as you imagined. If you can add a little sugar and a little creamer, mix the richness of the milky aroma and a faint sweetness, that is the delicacy in the world.

After almost the cooked, Wang Yang began to distribute it to everyone. After the first bite, everyone seemed a little disappointed. They were not as delicious as they expected, but the roasted barbecue that was so roasted that the oily flowers spread out made everyone's appetite.

The significance of this meal is greater than the taste of wheat. Wang Yang's heart and heart warmed up. He ate more porridge and meat than usual.

In the end, I couldn't eat it anymore, so I lay on my back on the ground and looked at the stars. When I was tired of watching, I closed my eyes and felt Wang Yingying's gentle movement of catching lice on her body.

Thinking that this was just one of the ways to make wheat, he could make dumplings, buns, steamed buns, bread, hamburgers, cakes, etc. in the future, he was overjoyed.

More importantly, he can enjoy the stability and fun brought to himself by farming life with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!