The group of children who had just grown to the height of the adults' shoulders spread their hands.

I saw that the pair of delicate hands were covered with thorns of sugar cane.

"Ahha..." Wang Yang wanted to laugh out loud when he saw it, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He coughed twice and took them back to the tribe, took out their skin gloves, put them on and continued to chop sugarcane.

Seeing that they finally felt much more relaxed, Wang Yang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, I didn't expect that it was nothing to me, but they couldn't stand it."

Looking at the calloused hands, the rough and hard skin on his hands, he sighed with regret: "Although the hands are a little rough, they are not afraid of minor hardships. The children's hands are beautiful, but they cannot suffer. As expected, there will be gains and losses."

Before they knew it, the children of the tribe became much more delicate under his protection, although they were very strong.

Once upon a time, the children in the tribe were also calloused. Wang Yang remembered that when he was still in the canyon, the friends who were with him at that time did not have these tender hands.

"Well, your hands are beautiful and tender now. Maybe your face will become beautiful and tender in a few years." He thought in disguise.

"Take good care of yourself, don't hurt yourself, I'll leave first." Wang Yang shouted, and the boys nodded happily.

There are a total of twenty people left to him by Zhang San. These are the children who have recently been adults. Every month, a group of children will meet the height requirements, which is considered adults.

Sometimes there are a lot of numbers, sometimes there are very few numbers. They have a naive face and are very novel in accepting the new world, which is very different from the children in the past.

In their eyes, the world is beautiful, the future is wonderful, and it is very happy to come into contact with the adult world, and there is no fear of wild beasts.

Not as trepid as Wang Yang back then, singing loudly: "I don't want to. I don't want to, I don't want to grow up..."

There were only fifteen of twenty teenagers harvesting sugarcane.

The other five came to the cliff where Wang Yang collected clay and flint.

Those who mine flint and clay here are all adults, one by one, waving copper hammers, making the mountain thud.

Or hold a small chisel and chisel quickly.

Behind them are three buckets of water, which supply one morning's consumption, which is often not enough.

They planned to build a pool nearby, but Zhang San said that too many water sources will attract the arrival of various insects and may easily attract mosquitoes.

He still didn't understand, but mosquitoes are aquatic.

Wang Yang doesn’t support this plan, the flowing water is clean. If a pool of stagnant water is really built, can the water still be drunk?

After saying hello to everyone, Wang Yang found Liu San. Liu San's current status is rising.

It’s not because he often won the first place in the competition, which is useless, but because he is very smart. When tools such as copper hammer chisels are delivered here, he will study how to use them and teach everyone.

People who have the ability to teach others will naturally be respected. It is much more convenient to find a spouse, but he is still willing to participate in competitions and bully others.

Seeing Wang Yang coming, he stepped forward to ask.

Wang Yang pointed to the five young men behind him who had never done physical work and asked Liu San to join the project with the five of them to mine a few large disc-shaped stones.

That's right. He wants to make a stone mill.

This idea has long been deeply reflected in Wang Yang's mind. It is really useless for stone mills. Most people only know how to process beans.

Wang Yang is also one of the most people, so he also believes that the function of stone mills is very single, and it is a waste of manpower and material resources if it is made too much.

Liu San was very smart, and he asked again: "Do you want all the flints or ordinary stones?"

If the flint is made into a stone mill, wait to see the fireworks, which shows Liu San's care.

Wang Yang was also stunned and patted Liu San's shoulder with approval, indicating that it was just an ordinary stone.

Soon, Liu San took Wang Yang and others to find a few huge rocks and asked him how these stones were.

Wang Yang was full of joy and even gave Liu Sanxi's thumbs up.

Next, Wang Yang and a few teenagers started processing and smashing and smashing them wildly with metal tools. This was an extremely difficult project in the past.

Everyone saw that Wang Yang was working so hard, and he was even more energetic, and the speed of mining clay and flint was several times faster.

The so-called three armies use their lives, but that's it.

After one day, Wang Yang and others had just processed the outline and asked someone to put it on the cart and transport it back.

Even with tools and processing hard stones is still a hard work of both physical and technical skills. Several teenagers can no longer bear it, their whole body is sore and weak, and blisters appear on their hands.

However, they did not say a word, and did not snort in front of Wang Yang, which made Wang Yang very happy.

"After all, it's a bit tough, it's declining without a generation."

The sugarcane was cut a lot and was not uprooted, but a large part was cut off, which would continue to grow without replanting.

Wang Yang also put the chopped sugarcane aside and did not move immediately.

He will make a standardized assembly line for everything he does, not only for the sake of standardization, but most importantly, he has a clear division of labor and efficiency.

The next day, Wang Yang did not continue to let the young man who had blisters do heavy work. He just wanted to hone them, not to torture them.

He asked these five people to cut sugarcane, and replaced them with five people to process them.

The next few days are still rotating like this, and the moral character of hard work and endurance is better cultivated since childhood. It is also a kind of tempering and will naturally be beneficial to them in the future.

After a few days, a stone milling plate was processed. Like later generations, it was a round shape, with two layers above and below. There was a non-moving milling plate on the bottom and a movable turntable on the top.

A piece of wood was used to pull it out on the turntable, and of course, Wang Yang found a bison again and used it as a donkey.

He found that these cows seemed to be quiet in their circles. Could it be that they like to turn around?

The sugarcane was processed and the outermost layer was peeled off with a plane, revealing the tender flesh that was white and yellow inside, and then smashing the tender flesh into fine residue.

Finally put it in the millstone, and the sad bison walked around at the grinding grass in front of him, still very quiet. When he became impatient, he would scream and finally eat the grass.

After the sugarcane bagasse was beaten, a lot of sugarcane juice was left behind, and the remaining residue was not much sugar.

Wang Yang did not waste any of it. He put the tender residue into the water to absorb some water, crushed it again, and squeezed out all the sugar.

After being crushed, the sugar water flowed out of the stone mill and flowed along the circle into the wooden barrel waiting below.

When one bucket is filled, it is poured into another bucket and filtered, just like the original brine filtered, without any strangeness.

This dish often filters out a lot of sugar cane bagasse, and the sugar cane skins are piled aside and dried.

Sugarcane itself is very good fiber, so Wang Yang thought about whether it could be used. After thinking about it, he would just let it go and dry it all as hay to attract fire.

On the other side, a large copper pot was built up, and dry firewood was placed under it. Although charcoal was easy to use, it still had to be processed, which was too troublesome. In order not to waste resources and manpower, just use firewood directly.

Moreover, boiling sugar is the same as boiling salt. The temperature should not be too high, and it will become muddy if it is high.

The salt-making masters found from the wheat field were ready to go. They learned how to refine salt, made a small fire, and kept boiling sugarcane juice.

The sugarcane juice is light yellow and looks pretty good, but after burning for a while, it becomes very thick and the color turns dark yellow.

Wang Yang kept guarding the side, thinking about the sugar refining experiment he had done in his previous life, and considering the steps.

The sugar content is getting thicker and denser. The light yellow sugar water turns golden, which is exactly the same as the experiments done in the previous life, indicating that there is no error in the steps and heat.

At Wang Yang's instructions, everyone stirred slightly faster to avoid premature burning.

I don’t know how long it took to burn, but the golden sugar water became darker again and bubbles appeared.

This is a different situation than salt refining. Several salt refining masters were a little confused and thought that something had happened. Wang Yang nodded lightly and gave them confidence to continue to refine.

After a while, the fragrance of sugar became very strong and drifted around the fields, attracting many insects. It scared Wang Yang and quickly stopped refining and moved into the big house to continue.

The fragrance filled the whole room, and the other smells could no longer be smelled. Wang Yang felt that his nose was a little bit greasy, and he went out with a few people from time to time to breathe, opened the door to ventilate, and then continued.

At some point, the sugar juice became thicker and thicker, so thicker that it was almost impossible to stir. Everyone's faces were red and stirred with difficulty.

"It's about to crystallize." Wang Yang quickly removed the fire and continued to stir. With the temperature inside the sugar, Wang Yang waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to stir again.

After a while, a whole piece of sugar was completely formed in the sugar, which turned brown, a little black and a little yellow.

This is the very common brown sugar.

If you want to process white sand sugar, there is also a process of improving the color. Of course, it will not affect the taste of the sugar.

For Wang Yang, no matter whether it is brown sugar or white sugar, as long as it is sweet, it is good sugar.

He couldn't wait to put a piece out and put it into his mouth. Suddenly, the long-lost candy smell spread rapidly on his taste buds, occupying every corner.

He winked and pointed at the people beside him, asking them to try it too.

The few people had long wanted to eat, so they put a piece into their mouths as Wang Yang, but they didn't know that Wang Yang had already run outside to rinse their mouths.

After more than ten seconds, they also ran to rinse their mouths...

At night, they shared the pot of candy with a smirk on their faces, each piece with 2 cubic centimeters.

So everyone was rinsing their mouths.

Wang Yang and others laughed, and everyone felt aggrieved.
Chapter completed!