The effect of steel has really inspired people's enthusiasm. These pro-slaves who have just changed their lintels also have confidence in Gaofeng. Even if Gaofeng's means can only reach this level, it is enough for them to pass on forever. Taro is the most concerned person. He immediately sent the man out to find steel in the wilderness, and sent a group of people to the Sweet Water Well with one of the three iron plows, so that Yan Binuo, who was exiled by Gaofeng, would also look for it together.

The pro-slaves are all old people in the western wilderness. They know a lot about the western wilderness. The next day, news came that a large amount of steel was found in the remains of Fenghua. However, these steels have become rust. Those who can be used by the peak are big guys who can rust for a long time.

When the good news came, new problems arose again. How can we get these rusted large iron masses back to the tribe? Because peaks cannot run around, and there is no peak to stay in the tribe, who knows if there will be any danger?

The transportation problem is just a small problem among various problems. When Gao Feng wanted to restore civilization, he found that all kinds of things were placed in front of him in a mess, making Gao Feng look like a big head, and even made him doubt himself. Is he really this material? Before he started, countless problems were piled up in front of him. Each problem was so difficult, which made him feel like he was unable to start.

The tribe's cultivation is still ongoing, and the seeds must be planted before the snow falls. After the snow falls, the snow water will bring abundant water to the plants. In the spring of the next year, the sand dates will sprout and grow. When it is summer, you can prepare for harvest. As long as you persist until that time, the tribe will have food for the new year.

Gao Feng didn't know how the deserted tribes in other places prepared. He only knew that if the Tianzha tribe wanted to gain a foothold in the wilderness again, he had to prepare more food, so he made the simplest decision to put the cultivation of food first.

There are too many things to grow, maybe not many before, but Gao Feng’s memory happens to have a little bit of agricultural knowledge, so it is even more complicated to raise it.

"Is this really OK?"

Fan Yue is now Gao Feng's follower, no matter where Gao Feng goes, she prepares all the food and washing utensils on weekdays, which makes Gao Feng think that this woman has transformed from a manager to her personal maid, but Fan Yue's ability is indeed good. She arranges the woman's work in an orderly manner. When Taro went out to find steel, he also automatically manages the work arrangements of the entire tribe and implements Gao Feng's plan to the greatest extent.

But Fan Yue didn't know what kind of person Gao Feng was, so she didn't understand Gao Feng's decision very well. She gradually understood Gao Feng's gentleness under Gao Feng's strong appearance. She also had more doubts in front of Gao Feng. It was not that she didn't believe Gao Feng, but that she wanted to completely understand everything in Gao Feng's plan.

The small cart with wheels in front of the two looked so thin, as if it could be kicked apart with one foot. If it were transporting the heavy steel, would it collapse in half?

No wonder Fan Yue would question it. Even the half-baked carpenters who created this set of carts were questioned. Even if they used steel tools that made them love the most, they would be the same.

"If this thing can be transported to three adults for a day and a night, will you not collapse?"

Gao Feng looked at the small cart he designed with his hands intoxicatedly. The cart was only at the waist, not wide, and looked small. He trusted his effectiveness very much. This was not a unicycle, but in his impression, in the 18th century European illustration, the small cart transporting ore was restored with the graphics in his memory. I thought that if it could transport ore, it could transport other heavy objects?

No one dared to question Gao Feng's words, so they were sent to Taro as a transport tool without any surprise. With the first set of samples, the rest began to be made. The wood found in the tribe was constantly transformed into semi-finished processing materials under the modification of wooden saws and planers. These semi-calf carpenters were very motivated to create wood products one by one.

Gao Feng did not work on the newly transported iron materials. He brought Fan Yue to the wall and checked the terrain outside the wall. The Black Claw Tribe had not improved significantly for hundreds of years. What really played a role in improving was the wasteland people who lived here before, who were more creative and constructive.

Standing on the wall, Gao Feng looked at everything in the distance.

Thousands of people were busy in the fields, including men, women, and small children, who used various primitive tools to cultivate the hard land. From time to time, people rub their waists and stand up to rest. Whenever someone rested, they would look at the iron plows that were farming in the distance. One of them was gold-powered, which was easy and fast, like a whirlwind flying in the field, and the other was two big men who were pulling. Their speed was also not slow, but they needed to change people to rest.

Even if people change their lives, they are much better than those who cultivate with bones or wooden tools in the fields. The deep-turned soil and the lines of the ravines like painting make everyone envious and even more jealous of those who pull the iron plow. Just like in the past life, the losers envied and jealous of those rich second-generations who drive luxury cars.

Gao Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the people who were farming in the distance, and his eyes swept from the fields to the barren hills. In fact, the soil covering the barren hills is also good, but the snow water cannot be retained. Before the melted snow water penetrates, it will flow to the flat ground below the hills. Therefore, weeds can only grow and sand dates cannot be planted. If they can be planted, at least one-third of the planting area can be added.

There was no better way for this peak. His eyes flew across the hills and turned to the end of his sight. There was the edge of the tribe, a tribe that could feed thousands of people. The planting area was at least about dozens of square kilometers. Many of the potholes were treasures for planting, because the terrain there was easier to accumulate snow water, and even if it evaporated over time, it was enough to make the sand dates planted there grow more luxuriantly.

These depressions were also the fields of Tianzhao and several elders of the tribe, so they could live a wealthy life. Seeing these depressions, Gao Feng felt aroused in his heart. He was about to turn around, but he found that Fan Yue beside him was leaning against him at some time, and was only a little insignificant distance from touching him.

Seeing the pink moon with red cheeks, Gao Feng frowned slightly.

"Hmph, pay attention to your own position..." Gao Feng hummed indifferently, causing Fan Yue to retreat quickly, and was full of fear, as if she had lost her parents, but she didn't know what she had done wrong.

If Gao Feng is not ready to touch this woman, he will give this woman a chance. It is not that he is pretending to be a gentleman, but that he cannot pass the child's stance in his heart.

After drinking, Gao Feng turned his head to look at the tribe. This was the first time he stood on the wall to look at the tribe. He saw countless large dome houses arranged in disorder around the tribe, and there was no unified plan. Many houses were in a position of stitches without a gap, while others stood alone, but there were hills around waiting for rotten grass, and the streets were even winding and twisting, like earthworms of varying thickness.

Not to mention that compared with Cuiliu City, even compared with Huangjue Tribe, it is very inferior. If this place is regarded as the foundation for the future rejuvenation of civilization, it would be unwilling to be in his heart. In more than three hundred years, not only did it not give the place any sense of historical sedimentation, but it would have a more corrupt and barren atmosphere.

When he saw these things, Gao Feng kept them firmly in his heart. The impression of Cuiliu City before it was destroyed reappeared in his mind. The Gothic buildings adjacent to the streets, the vast streets, huge squares, majestic halls, majestic statues, the elegant and unique Yuetan Villa, and the complex and accessible sewers all made him remember them fresh.
Chapter completed!