Chapter 1326: Life Comes to a Consummation (Grand Finale)

There is always some tranquility in the early morning, which makes people feel an indescribable sense of comfort.

On the bank of the river in front of the Qingque tribe, the water in the river was rushing.

After passing through some artificially modified places, the water that was moving smoothly fell down.

It fell on the wooden leaves, splashing a splash of water.

He also smashed this waterwheel-like thing around.

On the edge of the river, there is a thatched cottage built with thatch.

Inside the thatched hut, a large stone mill was constantly turning there, making some subtle sounds that are unique to stone mills turning.

This is a water mill.

There is no donkey to pull the mill in the mill, and there is no man to grind the mill.

The power needed for the turning of the stone mill comes from the water outside.

The turning stone grinder is no longer as young as before. Han Cheng holds a wooden ladle, pours the wheat in the scoop into the grinder, and slowly pours it.

At this time, Han Cheng can already be called an old man in this era.

Because at this time, he was already thirty-five years old.

Thirty-five years old is still a very young age in later generations.

If you are not married, you can still roam around casually.

But in today's era, among many tribes, they are already considered long-lived.

It's not that people in this era have such a short lifespan, but because of the various difficult living environments that have caused them too much harm.

At this moment, it is not too much to attribute Han Cheng to the elderly.

Because beside him, a little girl with a braid tied with a red headband was trying to raise her head, looking at the white flour flowing from the cracks in the stone mill, and quietly wiping her saliva.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I want to eat buns, I want to eat big, big buns!"

After watching this for a while, the little girl finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He stepped forward, pulled Han Cheng by the corner of his clothes, and said in a childish voice.

Hearing this, Han Cheng stopped what he was doing and looked at the little girl with a smile on his face.

He squatted down, hugged the little girl in his arms, and kissed the little girl's face very affectionately.

"Okay, then grandpa will make buns for the little girl later, make big meaty buns, and make our little girl chubby!"

"Dad, Dad, I want to eat too, I want to eat big meat buns too!"

Maybe because of seeing the treatment of the little girl, the one standing next to Han Cheng was a little younger than the little girl, and the little boy also ran over and hugged Han Cheng's arm, with some anxiety and concern. Milky voice.

Han Cheng also stretched out his other arm, hugged the little boys in his arms, and stood up holding each other with one arm.

"I won't let you eat big meat buns! You always imitate others! The little girl said you want to eat big meat buns, so you also say you want big meat buns!"

The little girl seemed a little unhappy, pouted, and pushed the little boy who was in Han Cheng's arms and was a little younger than her with her chubby hand.

When the little boy was pushed by this little chubby girl, he immediately became unhappy, and wanted to cry when he curled his mouth.

"Father, the little girl hit me!"

He pursed his lips and complained to Han Cheng, feeling aggrieved.

"Little girl, don't hit people with your hands.

This is your uncle, how can you hit your uncle? "

Han Cheng raised his voice to educate the little girl.

The little boy also said: "I'm an uncle, I've never hit Xiaoya, and Xiaoya always hits me."

Seeing that the grandfather Han Cheng had spoken, and the little boy who was younger than him but his uncle said the same thing, Little Pang Nier hesitated for a moment, and said aloud: "Uncle, I'm sorry. "New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

The thinking of children is so simple. The little boy who felt wronged just now became happy again after hearing Xiaoya's apology.

Seeing this, Han Cheng put the two little guys down.

"You play here, don't fight, I will continue to grind the noodles, if you don't grind the noodles, none of you will be able to eat big buns."

Hearing what Han Cheng said, the two little guys immediately nodded obediently, expressing that they would be obedient.

Little Fat Nier is the eldest daughter of Little Pea.

At this time, Qingque was twenty-seven years old. According to the calculation of later generations, Xiao Wandou's age was indeed not that old.

But in today's era, it has already reached the point where you can marry a wife and have children.

As for the little boy next to him, he is the fifth son of Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei.

In this era, there are not many measures, and Han Cheng himself doesn't think there are too many children, so he doesn't deliberately control them.

In addition, he and Bai Xuemei are both in their thirties and still young, so it is not surprising that his son is younger than his eldest son's daughter up.

In later generations, this kind of situation has become unbelievable for Han Cheng's generation and younger people, but it is not uncommon for the older generation.

It is not uncommon for mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to confine themselves together.

It is not uncommon for the eldest niece to coax the younger uncle instead.

At this time, in the era that Han Cheng lives in, people generally look for spouses very early. In addition, after Han Cheng's arrival, the living standards and medical facilities in the tribe have undergone a significant change. People's life expectancy It has been greatly extended, and the current situation is very normal and common.

It's just that these two little guys are together, and sometimes conflicts are prone to occur, which makes people feel quite headache.

If the two little guys don't make trouble, they are still very cute.

The stone mill kept turning, crushing all the wheat that Han Cheng sent in.

When there was a lot of crushed wheat around the stone mill, Han Cheng shoveled the mixture of flour and bran into a special small sieve to sift the noodles.

This kind of small sieve is specially made, and the eyes are very fine. If it is not fine enough, it will not be able to separate the flour and bran well.

As Han Cheng sifted, the white flour leaked from the small sieve and fell into the big dustpan below.

At this time, the two little guys also gathered around again, squatting not far away, watching, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.

After a busy morning, Han Chengcheng took the two little guys and a bag of noodles and left the mill.

It was early summer at this time, and the sun had become hotter.

Pushing a bag of noodles with a trolley, Han Cheng looked into the distance and saw slices of golden yellow.

In this golden yellow, there is also a lot of green mixed in.

These golden yellows are the wheat that was planted years ago, and it has reached maturity and can be harvested.

As for those green, it is the millet in the tribe.

At this time, it has been five years since the people in the tribe got the wheat seeds.

After five years of reproduction, the planting area of ​​wheat has surpassed the planting area of ​​millet.

This is something that is bound to happen.

On the one hand, it is because the yield of wheat exceeds that of millet.

Another more important reason is that after the wheat was ground into flour, Han Cheng, the god son of the Qingque tribe, made new tricks.

Soft big white steamed buns, stuffed buns, ear-shaped dumplings, wontons with less stuffing and more skin, scallion pancakes, pot helmets, thousand-layer cakes, as well as stewed noodles, pulled noodles, sliced ​​noodles, covered noodles, lo mein, etc. Various forms of noodle...

This variety of new ways of eating has bought the taste buds of the Qingque tribe people at once.

At the beginning, people still thought that millet was delicious, but after seeing the various foods that Shenzi made from flour, when he ate millet, he felt that it was not so delicious.

The dried millet rice that I have eaten for many years is far inferior to the variety of pasta products.

The appearance of wheat is like the gospel to the people of the Qingque tribe.

Before this, they had never imagined that one crop could be made into so many tricks.

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No matter how much you eat, you can't get enough of it.

That's the beauty of pasta.

Because you can eat countless tricks, you can switch to another one before you get tired of one thing.

So it can be eaten for a long time.

After the appearance of pasta, people in the tribe ate less millet rice.

Most of the millet is used to make porridge.

But even if it is used to make porridge, the flour can also be plugged in,

Boil the water, then pour the flour that has been adjusted with cold water in advance into the pot, and after boiling, it will be porridge.

If the porridge is boiled for a while with fire, it will have some wheat flavor when you drink it.

The thicker one is called paste.

In addition to these two soups, you can also use cold water to make some thick batter.

Use chopsticks to stir vigorously in the bowl, stir the noodles vigorously, and then put these very chewy noodles into the boiling water pot, stir them with chopsticks, and then put them in after cooking Topped with some opened frangipani flowers, a steaming bowl of gnocchi is complete.

Nutritious, delicious and hungry.

It can be predicted that after the appearance of wheat, and Han Cheng, a northerner from later generations, showed his talents in various ways to eat, Xiaomier, who was in the early development of Qingque tribe, , The crops that have played a great role will have less and less planting area.

People will eat less and less, but the big head is fed the chickens and ducks raised in the tribe...

When Han Cheng returned to the tribe with the two little guys, Bai Xuemei, Xiao Wandou's spouse, and Xiao Xing'er had already prepared the food.

Just wait for Han Cheng to come back and eat together.

Han Cheng put the flour in the bag into the noodle jar to prevent it from getting damp.

I took the two little guys to the side to clean it, reached out to pick up a brick-sized white flour steamed bun, and brought a large bowl of stir-fried vegetables, and squatted on the edge of the threshold without sitting on a pier. Leaning against the door frame, he began to eat without a sound.

I just feel that my whole life has become complete...

After eating, Han Cheng put the empty bowls and chopsticks back on the table, and walked out with a hoe in hand.

Not far from the tribe, they stopped on a piece of land.

This is a field.

It's just that what is planted in this field is neither wheat nor millet.

The field is not level, but has been dug up.

The soil that was deliberately raised was covered with green vines at this time.

These vines are sweet potato vines.

It was brought back from overseas by Xiong Youpi and others last year.

After seeing these sweet potatoes, Han Cheng immediately asked people to dig a deep sweet potato cellar outside the tribe to store them.

In the spring of this year, those preserved sweet potatoes will be taken out, covered with soft sand, kept warm and watered.

After the sweet potatoes have sprouted, pull out the sprouts and plant them on the pre-made soil.

The distance between each sweet potato bud is about 25 centimeters.

With this method of cultivation, many buds can be issued from one sweet potato, and many can be planted.

At this time, early sweet potatoes are planted, also known as spring sweet potatoes.

The wheat in the tribe is being harvested, and when part of it is harvested, Han Cheng will ask people to use a plow to make such a ditch in the harvested wheat field, which will also be used to grow sweet potatoes.

At that time, there is no need to plant sweet potato sprouts anymore. You only need to use scissors to cut some sweet potato vines from these sweet potato vines that have grown up, and then insert them into the soil on a rainy day. .

Han Cheng came here with a hoe, and began to insert the handle of the hoe under the sweet potato vines, turning the sweet potato vines to one side.

After turning over, the grass between these ditches was removed with a hoe.

The purpose of doing this, on the one hand, is to nourish moisture and eliminate weeds, so as to prevent these grasses from competing for nutrients.

Another reason is that the small roots that grow on these sweet potato vines attached to the ground are broken.

Otherwise, later on, the roots growing on these vines will also produce small sweet potatoes.

This will greatly disperse the nutrients on the taproot of the sweet potato, making the sweet potato under the taproot smaller.

Xiong Youpi and others went to sea again.

Calculating the time and distance, they are almost on the big island in the south at this time.

Having tasted the sweetness, they said that this time they must bring back two high-yielding things, potatoes and corn, and plant them on their tribal land.

Little Pea, who is already the father of two children, is not in the main tribe either.

But after his son was born last year, he went south with the southward team. At this time, he should already be in the starting point residential area.

Up to now, the total population of the Qingque tribe has exceeded 30,000.

With the continuous development and growth of the Qingque tribe, the population of the tribe continues to increase, and the number of babies born every year continues to increase.

The ability to absorb the rest of the tribesmen is also constantly being strengthened.

Over the past few years, more than two thousand outsiders joined the Qingque tribe every year for various reasons.

Last year, it even broke 3,000!

The increase in the tribe's population, like a snowball, is getting bigger and bigger.

As the son of God in the tribe, Han Cheng was of course very happy to face such a scene.

Just as Han Cheng was turning over the sweet potato vines, some movement came.

He stopped and looked towards the western sky, and saw a not-so-small thing floating here from the western sky.

Han Cheng stood here and took a few glances, a smile appeared on his face.

This is a hot air balloon made by this guy, carrying some people, coming from the residential area of ​​Copper Mountain.

After so many years of tireless efforts, Shitou, who had a dream of flying since he was a child, finally succeeded in flying to the sky and successfully manufactured a hot air balloon with relatively complete performance, the kind that can carry people.

After Han Cheng stood here and looked at it for a while, he went on to rummage through his sweet potato vines.

And at this moment, as the stone who made the hot air balloon out, he didn't look at the hot air balloon made by him.

After all, this thing has appeared in the tribe for two years.

He no longer feels too much curiosity about this.

At this time, he was sitting by a stove, staring at the kettle on the stove in a daze.

The water on the kettle had already boiled, and steam was constantly bubbling outside.

The lid on the kettle was also constantly moving because of the heat escaping from the outside. One side was lifted and lowered, colliding with the spout of the kettle, making a crackling sound.

Shi Shi was fascinated by watching such a scene...

After a while, Shi Shi stood up from his seat, poured out the boiling water in the pot, and then ran all the way to find Shenzi.

Because just now, a bold idea appeared in his heart.

Now he wants to go to Shenzi to discuss his bold idea...

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