With the wheat harvest, everyone's life will be guaranteed for the next year. Everyone is very happy and begins to adapt to a life that focuses on coarse grains.

This kind of life is very comfortable and regular. With the first experience, it will be much easier to continue.

The wheat is stored by everyone, and the yield cannot be calculated. It can only be roughly estimated that it should be more than 100 kilograms per mu.

This is incomparable to the yield per mu of seven or eight hundred kilograms, or even more.

Wang Yang didn't care, and lived his day peacefully.

Wheat has been stocked up in a large warehouse, and many of them are placed on the ground because they are not stored in the tanks or basins. The grounds are also paved with floors by Wang Yang to avoid direct contact with the ground.

Now that they are about to harvest the wheat, the next problem is to turn over the soil and put the straw back into the wheat field.

If you want to do this seriously, it will be a very troublesome thing. There are not as many developed tools as in later generations.

Let’s talk about this plow. Generally, after harvesting crops, the straw will remain in the wheat field, including the roots in the field, which are deeply rooted and due to the absorption of crops.

The layer on the surface will actually become hard and not much nutrition, but the soil underneath is still fertile. After turning it out with a plow, it is not only conducive to planting, but also exposes the straw and roots to the sun and air, accelerates the rot and allows the ground to quickly recover its vitality.

Wang Yang's strategy was to let everyone harvest. If he really did that, he would be very, very troublesome now and he could kill people.

Fortunately, he adjusted his strategy in time and uprooted the wheat. He left small holes one by one, making the land full of devastatedness and loosen the soil.

I have to sigh that sometimes I really can’t stick to theories, and it’s really important to adapt to local conditions.

The principle of plow is actually very simple, it is nothing more than using a sharp end to turn the soil open.

In theory, only a wooden spear could be used instead of the plow, so Wang Yang tried this.

He came to the wheat field and inserted his wooden spear into the ground with force. He pressed his chest against the other end and pushed forward.

The soil was gently divided into two halves by the spear body, and turned out to both sides, revealing the darker soil inside.

Of course. Pushing like this will make the spear tip reach the ground. It must be pulled in parallel. Just like a plowed cow, moving forward horizontally.

If you really want to use a spear to plow the field, the method is to put the rope on the body of the divine beast. It pulls it forward and keeps the spear perpendicular to the ground behind it, which can separate the soil.

It works absolutely in theory, and can be fully realized in actual situations, but this efficiency is very poor.

If you really want to use a spear to make a plow, you can transform the wooden spear and hang a knife-like blade on the body of the spear.

Well... I'll give an analogy, which is to transform the appearance of Fang Tian's painting halberd. After all, the sharp blade can easily break the land, and livestock and people will not be so tired when they are operated.

This is the simplest plow, but it is just the imagined plow. Generally, the plow is heavier, and it has a series of qualities such as plow handles, holes, etc., which looks like a tricycle structure.

The earliest plows appeared in the Mesopotad Plain, and the entire plow was a "y" structure.

Wang Yang definitely won’t be a plow now. For him, it’s an unnecessary thing for the time being. He doesn’t want the divine beasts to be exhausted before they develop.

As for whether to turn over or not, it has no effect on Wang Yang. Why? He does not need the quality of the land, nor does he need wheat cultivation skills to increase the production quantity per mu.

What he needs is endless wheat seeds and a larger land!

The total amount of grain is increased by absolute cultivation.

The same goes for the saying, there is no land bureau in this world, as long as you can see it, it is your own. You are just starting out. If you think about this and that, what are you doing so?

If you improve the quality issue in the future, you don’t have the time to think about that matter now.

Xiaohong brought him a bowl of porridge, interrupted his thoughts, smiled at him, and asked him what he wanted?

He took it and took a sip, put it on the ground, and drew a plow.

Xiaohong said that she couldn't understand.

"If you can't understand, you can't understand." Wang Yang smiled faintly. The plow painted on the ground was seen at his grandfather's house and he knew how to use it. He could also make such wooden plows from later generations, and it did not require much clever technology.

But the key is that it is too troublesome. It will probably take one or two months to do such a plow, and I don’t have that much time to delay it.

After drinking the porridge, he began to turn over the soil with everyone. In fact, he couldn't say anything about the real meaning of turning over the soil. He just used a wooden spear to loosen the land, then threw the straw down, and was too lazy to bury it. He sprinkled some water on it. In a few days, it would rot and be absorbed by the land.

In the past few days, everyone started a new round of busyness, continuing to open up the open space so that wheat can be sown on a larger scale.

There is no doubt about this. When we sowed last year, because there were not enough wheat seeds, we did not cultivate so many territories. After a bumper harvest this year, we naturally need to expand more territories and plant more wheat.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and there was no more straw in the wheat field. The smell of rotten remained. Everyone was unwilling to get close to the wheat field, and Wang Yang did not let everyone get close. You said that if you were to get sick, you would not be wiped out.

With a cautious attitude, Wang Yang watched for another half a month. The smell of the land was swept around by the flowing wind, and he didn't know where it was.

Wang Yang began to sow seeds.

Time is always happy, and Wang Yang's life is extremely comfortable. He has been tired of wheat porridge these two days, so he decided to change his way of eating it.

He ground the wheat into coarse powder, placed it on the plate, poured some water, and slowly kneaded it into dough.

It is very laborious to knead the dough into a tough state. It is a technical job, and a great technical job can make Wang Yang exhausted.

After finally kneading it almost finished, Wang Yang boiled the water, tore off a little bit of the dough, pressed it into a thin, flat skin, and put it in boiling water. When it was almost cooked, he poured some meat scraps in it.

After a while, a bowl of meat-cooked noodles was placed straight in front of him.

I saw his eyes filled with tears and smacked his lips with emotion: "It's been so many years, the long-lost noodles soup."

After a few bites, he still felt very unsatisfied and murmured: "I have to add some chili, some vinegar, and some salt and other seasonings. It's a bowl of authentic sour and sour noodles soup."

He conducted crazy research on food, made noodles, dumplings, and steamed buns.

That’s right! It’s just steamed buns! Not buns!

This is a raw noodles and has never been fermented. The skin of the buns made is very hard, just like eating tasteless sand.

There is also the steamed bun, which is as hard as a stone when it gets cold, and it has no taste, almost choking Wang Yang to death.

Everyone could only watch him make so many messy pasta dishes in a wild way. Every day, they were almost stunned.

They really don’t know what Wang Yang is holding in his mind, so why is he so creative?

Unfortunately, it looks good and novel. Except for the dumplings, everyone thinks that everything else is hard to swallow, so it is better to cook porridge.

Wang Yang is almost crazy. He urgently needs yeast and seasonings now! He wants to have a big meal! He wants to eat delicious food!

You should know that a bowl of dry noodles or a few wax-like steamed buns are not something that ordinary people can eat, and even their non-choosy food-free companions don’t want to eat.

Fortunately, Wang Yang had enough ideas, so he tore the steamed buns in half, roasted a piece of meat, put some wild vegetables in it, and then squeezed it...

"Well... this is a Chinese burger? No, a Chinese sandwich? No, that's right, this is a meat-clad film."

When he wanted to find this place, he bit it and finally felt a little relieved, thinking that the wheat was not white.

A few days later, a happy event was added to the tribe, and a large number of newborns were born.

Last year, Wang Yang had a population of seventy or eighty people. Xiaoxiao and a group of people joined, which made the tribe's population close to one hundred.

This year is here, and another batch of new lives has been born, with the number of forty, and the total number has reached more than one hundred and thirty.

A tribe with more than 100 people, in this era, dares to say second, but no one dares to say first. It is definitely the tribe with the most people in this era and the most powerful tribe.

It is not easy for so many tribes to gather together to survive, even in the deep mountains and forests with many animals and plants.

The more people there are, the more food you need, and the food cannot be endless and requires a large supply of territory.

Wang Yang naturally didn't need to worry about this, he developed agriculture.

What we need to do next is to expand agriculture and develop more things.

Just in line with the saying, if you have bread, should you have a house?

Wang Yang narrowed his eyes and planned to build a house.

He told everyone about this plan, and everyone nodded in agreement.

They don’t want to be exposed to the sun and rainstorms every day. If they have a residence, they will feel a little more secure. After all, there are large wild beasts nearby. If they can live in the house, they don’t need to send someone to watch every day.

Under the flames, Zhang San's face was a little gloomy and Wang Yang asked him what was wrong.

He said that there is not much charcoal, so should we mine a little? Otherwise, it will be difficult to supply huge tiles and tiles.

Xiaohong also said at this time that if you can bring more people to ship clay, it will take two months to go back and forth, and it will be great to bring more people back.

In an instant, Wang Yang's dream of house turned into a difficult labor.

Now there is no charcoal, where should I find it? Could it be that another fire will burn the forest? What if God doesn’t give face, the rain will put out the fire and burn most of the forest?

Moreover, the clay ore is indeed a bit far away from here. How can I shorten the time for round-trip transportation?
Chapter completed!