A bright smile appeared on Sanning's face after eating a grain of raw wheat, "The wheat is of good quality, we can change it to our staple food."
Sanning has never seen wild wheat. She has only seen artificially grown wheat. She has no say in wild wheat.
But no matter how little he had any say, Sanning also knew that what Emmanuel brought back was of absolutely top quality.
The heavy wheat ears and plump wheat grains have a unique fragrance of cereals when eaten raw, and the taste of pasta after being ground into flour...
suck(￣ii￣;)
Sang Ning swallowed, "This is a good staple food."
Feimeng Luoya, who was watching Sang Ning eating raw wheat, raised his eyebrows, "How good is it? Is it better than yam and rice?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Sang Ning with burning eyes, and the viewers in several live broadcast rooms were even more full of expectations.
“···”
How to say this question, "All ingredients are the same. Whether they taste good or not depends not on the ingredients but on personal taste and the skill of the cook."
At this point, Sang Ning wondered, "Why do you look at me like you don't know enough about wheat?"
To say that they don’t understand wheat well is to flatter them. The real statement is that no one knows wheat, and everyone regards wheat as a substitute or mutation of rice.
However, this is real wheat. Except for the main stem being a little thicker, the ears being a little heavier, and the grains being fuller, it is still wheat.
The quality is even better than the artificially cultivated and optimized wheat in her native world.
"wheat···"
Emmanuel frowned and said, "There is no record of wheat in the plant illustration. The information on wheat in the plant illustration exists as a derivative of rice. In other words, the Botanical Research Center can position wheat as a mutant variety of rice.
It’s said to be a derivative variety.”
"Iman is right, the world only knows rice, not wheat."
Elliot continued, "There are many derivative varieties of rice, but only serious rice is eaten in the world. Other derivative varieties are not grown by farmers who are famous in agriculture."
As he said this, he asked Sang Ning, "Is wheat delicious?"
"How to eat it? Steam it with water like rice?"
Sang Ning gave a subtle smile when he heard this, "There are so many ways to eat wheat, and the flour ground from wheat can derive countless types of food."
"It would take hours to really talk about it, so I won't go into details. You'll know when it's done."
Louis swallowed and asked her, "Can I have wheat for dinner?"
"Can't eat."
Sang Ning picked up the wheat ears and handed them to him, "Well, Louis, if you can eat hundreds or thousands of types of pasta, it depends on the thresher you made."
Louis, "!!!"
Louis suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He took the wheat ears and said with a bitter face, "But I have never seen a threshing machine."
To expect him to make something that he has never seen before is to think too highly of him.
"I've seen it. I can draw a diagram and tell you how the threshing machine works."
"Okay, let's fight for the belly."
So, Sang Ning made something for dinner to fool their stomachs, and then asked Mu Tao and the others to install the bed boards for the second bed that was assembled.
While Sanning and Louis were explaining the drawings drawn by Sanning in detail and listening carefully, Mu Tao and the others were playing rock-paper-scissors for the ownership of the second bed.
When Louis understood the principle of the thresher and took out a large pile of memory metal and Sanning from the materials provided by the program team to make the parts needed for the thresher, Mu Tao and the others were still using rock, paper, scissors.
When Louis and Sanning failed again and again and finally got a few important parts out, Mutao and the others finally determined the ownership of the bed by relying on rock, paper, scissors.
A 2.5-meter-long, 2-meter-wide solid wood bed would be fine for women like Sang Ning to sleep three people, but it would be too much for men to sleep two. Three people would have to huddle up in a ball.
So, in the end, the bed belonged to Emmanuel and Elliot.
These two people dislike each other and care about each other. When they are good, they are really good brothers, but when they are bad, they want to kill each other.
Other people's training is either done in their own way, and if they really want to fight each other, they will hold back. They are different. Sang Ning has seen how they fight. They really attack the weak points with every move.
I didn’t even spare any effort to recruit and go all out.
Emmanuel and Elliot refused to share a bed.
Elliot, "You should sleep on the floor like you did yesterday."
Emmanuel, "It's impossible. I won. If you want to sleep, it's my turn to sleep on the bed and you on the floor."
Elliot snorted with a sarcastic face, "It's like I didn't win."
He said angrily, "Either I sleep on the bed and you sleep on the floor, or we have a fight and whoever wins gets the bed."
"Then let's have a fight."
When Emmanuel made the final decision, Mu Tao broke into a cold sweat and quickly tried to dissuade her, "Don't fight. You can actually sleep together. This bed is really big, big enough for the two of you."
"You don't understand."
Emmanuel pushed him away and walked towards the other direction of the top of the mountain first.
Elliot followed immediately, and Mo Nainai and the others followed happily to watch the excitement. Mu Tao tried to dissuade the two for a long time but failed to persuade them to come down. He still saw the two of them bumping into each other without even saying hello, and then
When the opponent was beaten to death, his hair would stand on end.
There's nothing left to do. My son is rebellious and I can't control him.
We need to find someone who can control them.
"You guys keep an eye on them and don't let them get angry. I'll go find Ning Ning to break up the fight."
Without saying a word to Mo Nainai and the others, Mu Tao Dian Er ran to Sang Ning who was discussing the size of the thresher with Louis and said, "Ning Ning, Iman and Oli are fighting, hurry up and try to persuade them.
"
"Let them fight."
Sanning looked at the dimensions modified by Louis and said hesitantly, "Are you sure this is okay? Will there not be enough power to move the core shaft?"
"Don't worry, I can definitely carry it."
Louis was confident, "Except for you, you are a strong man, and you have to carry a core to sprinkle water."
It's just a bit laborious.
But since both Iman and Ollie are very energetic and rely on fighting to vent their excess energy, it is most appropriate for them to carry core axes.
"Ning Ning, do you really not care?"
Mu Tao still didn't give up and wanted Sang Ning to stop him.
Sanning's answer was to stand up and push him away, saying to stay out of the way. Then he took the tools and came over to Louis and said, "Shall we start now?"
"start."
Louis reached out and took the tool, thought for a while and said, "The light from the fire is too dim. If we work at night, we need to get a light, otherwise it will affect the speed and efficiency too much."
Sanning, "···"
"This is up to you. I don't know how to make lights. The most important thing is do we have the equipment to make lights?"