Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 149 Memory is a very magical thing (please subscribe)
At lunch time, the sun had already slanted to the west, and the cloud did not leave. It should be around three or four o'clock in the afternoon. After eating now, you can skip dinner.

But since he came to this world, he hasn't cooked supper, maybe he can try honey steamed pork at night for supper.

When dividing the meat, Yun Buliu also gave the little tiger cub a big piece, but the amount was not too big, not much different from the little furball.But the little furball can eat until the stomach is round, but the little tiger cub can't.

However, compared to giving nothing in the morning, now that I can give it a piece, it feels much better in the heart, and the expression of resentment on its face is also much less.

Yun Buliu put a piece of meat in another wooden box and put it aside, it was for the monkeys.

Thinking of the monkey, Yun Buliu thought of making a golden hoop for it.

Yun Buliu originally wanted to make one for it after lunch, but after thinking about it, he had to give up. If the crocodile claw meat is cold, it will not taste good.

If it wasn't tasty, would the monkey still give him fruit wine?
So after lunch, Yun Buliu took the little tiger cub and little fur ball to the orchard.

Xiaotuanzi may have been crying for too long today, and was a little tired. After playing with the little fur ball for a while, he fell asleep on the giant stake.

After the monkey tasted the delicious taste of 'Honey Steamed Dragon's Claw', its eyes couldn't help but glisten, and it licked its paw endlessly, looking at the cloud, as if hoping for another piece.

It's a pity, Yunbuliu spread his hands, regardless of whether it understood or not, he said to himself: "To cook this thing, you need fruit wine. Brother Monkey, give me a few more tubes of fruit wine."

He said, pointing to the bamboo tube in his hand.

The monkey was really smart, and I don't know if it really understood, or understood the meaning of Yun Buliu's movements, so he sent the monkey to bring down five bamboo tubes.

Seeing the five tubes of fruit wine, Yun Buliu laughed, but it's a pity that monkeys are not beautiful.

After a friendly exchange with the monkey for a while, after the monkey finished eating the meat, Yun Buliu put away the food box, picked a few green oranges and took them back as lemons, then patted the monkey's head and said goodbye to the monkey.

Back at the small bamboo house by the lake, Yun Buliu sent the five tubes of fruit wine to the ice cellar, then ran to the blacksmith room, picked an iron bar and threw it into the blacksmith's stove, added charcoal to light the fire.

When saying goodbye to the monkey before, he touched the monkey's head, just to measure the size of the monkey's head and how much gold hoop it could support.

He was going to make a gold hoop for it to wear, thinking it would be more handsome.

The golden hoop was made smoothly, but the coloring was more troublesome. After all, the iron bar is not gold, even if it is hardened, it cannot become golden.

And even if some grass juice is used for dyeing, the color will still fade after a long time.

But in the end, Yun Buliu had no better way, so he decided to use grass juice to dye it. If the color fades by then, just dye it again.

After making the golden hoop, Yun Buliu started planting sugar cane again.

At night, he used his spiritual thoughts to guide the free wood energy between the heaven and the earth and inject them into those sugarcane seedlings to help them grow faster.

The next day I got up and went to the side of the garden to have a look. Those sugarcane seedlings that were a bit wilted had returned to healthy growth, as if they had been planted for several days, they had taken root, and the nutrition supply was no longer a problem, so Yun Buliu could rest assured. Not a lot.

On this piece of greenery, although it is surrounded by mountains and forests, there is still plenty of sunlight throughout the day.

Since sugar cane can grow in that grassland, it should also be able to grow in this green grass.

After checking the other crops in the vegetable garden, Yun Buliu started his day's practice.

The passage behind the grove was getting longer and longer, and he was about to get through the grove.The only fly in the ointment may be that he needs to spend more effort to level the road and dig a ditch beside it, otherwise the mud road will definitely be muddy when it rains.

But don't worry about this matter, it's okay to come back when you have time.

The most urgent task is to squeeze the immature sugar cane into juice.

Juicing is not an easy task, and some tools are needed, and it will definitely not work by hand. The sugarcane is too brittle and will break when twisted.

But juicing can also be very simple, using two bamboos to make a simple clip, it can be done, although in this way, the speed of juicing will be very slow.

He washed the sugar cane, tied two bamboo poles more than one meter long to make a simple clip, and washed a piece of deerskin and a large wooden basin.

First use a simple bamboo clip to crush the sugarcane, squeeze out the sugarcane juice, drop it into the wooden basin, and then put the sugarcane residue on the smooth side of the deerskin.

In this way, after there was a small pile of sugarcane residues, he rolled up the deerskin and twisted it hard, and the remaining sugarcane sweat flowed out from one end of the deerskin.

After working for a long time, in the afternoon, he finally squeezed all the sugar cane into juice.

As he imagined, he didn't get much sugar cane juice. If these sugar canes were all mature, he would definitely be able to get at least one pot of juice.

But now, there was only half a pot, he took a wooden spoon, took a spoonful of the juice and tasted it, it was sweet, but it was obviously not as sweet as the sugarcane he had eaten in the past.

If it is boiled into sugar, it is estimated that the quality of brown sugar obtained may be much worse.

But no matter what, it's good to get a little brown sugar.

Although brown sugar and honey are both sweet, they are different after all, and honey cannot be used as sugar.If it is really used as sugar, it would be a waste of those natural wild honey.

Put the obtained sugarcane juice into a cauldron that has been scalded with hot water to wash off the grease, and then add firewood to the cauldron.

Feeling his hands were sticky, Yun Buliu grabbed a handful of plant ash and ran to wash his hands.

While washing and washing, he couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration, thinking of something.

In fact, there is no need to use plant ash to wash off the sugar juice in his hands, but he will habitually grab a handful of plant ash when washing off the grease in his hands.

Washing grease with plant ash is a common method used by rural people.

He had been thinking about how to make soap before, but when he thought about it now, he suddenly thought that soap is made by boiling oil and caustic soda.

Although you can't find caustic soda, plant ash also contains plant alkaloids!
Extract the plant alkaloids in the plant ash, then add animal fat to cook, can't you get soap?At that time, add plant essence to soap, isn't it just soap?

After suddenly thinking of this, some memories in his mind, like a reservoir with its sluice opened, suddenly flowed continuously and gushed out continuously.

Memory is a very magical thing. Sometimes I just can't remember it when I think hard about it.But inadvertently, it kept gushing out like a spring.

The current cloud does not stay, that is the state.

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