Absolute Great Teacher

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After Li Yan returned home and drank a few sips of water, his irritable mood calmed down.

I was too reckless, even if Sun Mo accidentally made those maggots, I shouldn't have rashly ordered the burning.

After all, people have realized witchcraft.

"It's just some maggots, and they burned. Is it really useful?"

Limestone comforts itself.

Maggots breed after some decayed corpses, and within a few days, they will become a kind of flying insects that lay eggs everywhere, and the tribe will be dirty and unable to stay.

"Hey, if only the children in the tribe can learn witchcraft as soon as possible."

Limestone has a headache.

He didn't doubt Sun Mo's sincerity. If he didn't teach it seriously, Greystone wouldn't be able to perform beastization witchcraft, so it can only be explained that this thing requires talent.

Hey, what if Sun Mo were a member of the Liyan Tribe?

To put it bluntly, Li Yan was still wary and didn't regard Sun Mo as his own.

...

When Sun Mo returned to the tribe, he saw thick smoke billowing, and someone dumped maggots into the campfire.

The maggots were grilled, making a crackling sound and a stench.

"Go and invite the chief!"

Sun Mo ordered.

"I go!"

Gu Xiuxun is temporarily serving as Sun Mo's secretary.

"Master Sun!"

When the limestone came and was still far away, he laughed and voluntarily explained: "I saw that the stone house was born with maggots, so I let someone clean it for you."

"I raised it!"

Sun Mo's tone was cold.

"Uh!"

The chief was choked.

You really raised it?

He wanted to ask, is your brain broken?

The other primitive people also looked shocked, and then became dumbfounded.

"Why do you raise this stuff? You won't really eat it, right?"

"This thing is very dirty, it will kill you if you eat it."

"Can't figure it out!"

The primitive people murmured that there was too little food in this era, so some people had eaten maggots, but without exception, they all died.

"The first generation of maggots must be covered with bacteria. Not to mention humans and animals are not edible, but after a few generations, there will be no problem."

Sun Mo explained.

"What are bacteria?"

Everyone stunned.

"You don't understand it."

Sun Mo was too lazy to explain: "Chief, do you know what the greatest enemy of mankind is? It is arrogance! Now you look at a new thing with your backward and conservative eyes."

"What do you mean by this?"

Hui Yan's face is not very good, after all, he is also the head of a clan who wants face.

"You go hunting and have seen a lot of pheasants and ducks, how did they come?"

Sun Mo asked back.

"Haha, you don't even know this? Of course it was born from a hen and a duck. Is it possible that a rock came out of it?"

Greyfinch sneered.

"and then?"

Sun Mo asked again.

"Then I grew up, was caught by us, and became our food."

Greyfinch smiled: "Don't worry, we are different from those of the Hongyan tribe. Even if we are hungry and can't stand it, we won't kill cubs."

"You also know that you have to wait for animals to grow up before killing them?"

Sun Mo curled his lips: "Since animals can grow up in the wild, why can't they grow up in the tribe?"

The primitive people were silent.

They have no such concept at all in animal husbandry.

"If pheasants and ducks can grow up in the tribe, will they even save the effort of hunting?"

Sun Mo asked again.

"Yeah, why didn't I expect it before?"

"I have thought about it, but how much food do we need to eat? We all can't get enough!"

"I raised the bird that my dad caught me and died within a few days."

The primitive people started talking again. Among them, the children had raised chickens and birds, but they were all used as toys.

"Master Sun, the former great prophet, thought about this kind of thing, let alone say that they eat too much every day, just keep dying, which is very troublesome."

The chief is not stupid.

"That's why maggots are raised. As long as this thing is taken care of, it reproduces extremely fast, and it produces continuous energy throughout the year. It is the most suitable feed for chickens and ducks.

Sun Mokopu: "As for chickens and ducks who are sick, they can be treated. If you find it troublesome, you can directly kill the sick to avoid infection."

Some primitive people were obviously silent.

Everyone knows maggots. A dead body will be full of maggots in a few days. There is really enough to eat.

"But the maggot will become a flying bug!"

Greyfinch argued.

"That's why maggots must be raised scientifically and form an echelon. Before the maggots become flies, the ones that cannot be eaten are disposed of in advance."

Sun Mo knocked his head: "Use your brain too much."

Li Yan hasn't spoken, he can be a chief, he is not only Kong Wu's powerful reckless man, his brain is not bad.

If Sun Mo can really do what Sun Mo said, then the tribe's food will suddenly become abundant.

When I think about the chickens and ducks in my family that I can't finish eating, Li Yan is excited. I am afraid that the gods are qualified to live this day?

"Master Sun, can you raise maggots?"

Someone asked nervously.

"If the teacher doesn't, where did these maggots come from? I told you not to burn, you just wouldn't listen."

Greystone was very angry.

The teacher's hard work was wasted.

"Master Sun, uh, Xianzhi Sun, it's all my fault."

Hui Yan didn't know what to do, and quickly changed his name, feeling like a sinner.

what?

Don't admit your mistakes?

I'm afraid that Sun Mo will go to the Hongyan tribe in a rage. Once they learn witchcraft, then his tribe will be destroyed.

Of course, although Limeyan has a short vision, he apologizes because he has a heart for the sake of the tribe.

"Have you ever thought, since chickens and ducks are difficult to raise, why not raise cattle and sheep? These two animals eat grass."

Sun Mo taught: "The child is too young to go out hunting, but he will always cut the grass, right?"

Most of the time, tribal people’s food is not enough to eat. Even if there is occasional excess, it will be dried into dried meat.

"If the ewe lays down the lambs, even if it is less, two at a time, within a few years, you will have a flock."

Sun Mo bewitched.

Sure enough, the women's eyes suddenly became eager.

Even in modern times, who doesn't want to live better?

"When the ewe lays down the lamb, I will teach you how to deliver the baby!"

Sun Mo can't buy skill books from the system now, but he has watched similar poverty alleviation technology programs and knows a little bit.

Furthermore, a sheep is dead if it dies.

"Prophet Sun, please teach me to raise chickens!"

"Prophet Sun, I want to learn to raise sheep!"

"I want to learn how to raise maggots!"

In the voice of a large group of chickens and sheep, a sentence of raising maggots suddenly popped out, and Sun Mo couldn't help looking over.

I have to say, this is a brainy one.

When the time comes to sell maggots, you can live a good life.

Li Yan's rough and dark cheeks became more red, which was embarrassment and shame.

"The mushrooms I planted, didn't you throw them away?"

Sun Mo asked again.

Li Yan immediately swept towards the tribe, and if anyone touched Sun Mo's things, he was expelled from the tribe.

"Let's go, let's take a look!"

Sun Mo knew it was time for something shocking.

He took a group of people to the planting house and opened the lock.

Limestone walked in, and when his eyes adjusted to the dim light in the stone house, he immediately screamed, because the stone house was filled with wooden shelves, and on the wooden shelves, there were many stone basins.

Now, these stone basins are full of clusters of mushrooms.

Sun Mo picked off a piece of mushroom and chewed it like a potato chip.

"prophet."

Li Yan's excited body was shaking.

"Non-toxic, do you want to try it?"

As soon as Sun Mo's voice fell, Lime Rock couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pull a handful of mushrooms and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Click! Click!

The peculiar smell of mushrooms permeates the mouth.

The taste is not very good, but it is full!

"Prophet, can you plant this winter?"

Limestone asked.

"Yes, but the temperature of the stone house must be guaranteed, not too low."

Sun Mo smiled.

"It's easy!"

The limestone laughed. It was hard to find prey in winter, but there were bare trees everywhere. It was too easy to cut wood and make a fire.

In winter, we will have endless mushrooms, so we don’t have to go hungry.

As Li Yan thought, he knelt down and knelt towards Sun Mo.

"Great Prophet, please forgive my ignorance and offense!"

This time, Li Yan was really convinced, and willingly wanted Sun Mo to be the great prophet of the tribe.

"Get up!"

Sun Mo didn't care: "I teach you this, not to be a prophet."

After Li Yan knocked his head a few more times, he came out of the stone house and shouted at the clansmen who watched the excitement outside.

"From today, Master Sun is the great prophet of our tribe. If anyone is disrespectful to him, beheaded and punished!"

hiss!

The words of Limestone made many tribesmen gasp.

Is it necessary to be so cruel?

When the Grey Sparrow heard this, he was anxious. If Sun Mo became a great prophet, wouldn't the status of Greystone also increase?

Can't bear it!

So he shouted: "Chief, Sun Mo is just an outsider, please think twice!"

"Pull him down, hang up and fight!"

Limestone doesn't explain it at all, it is directly punishment.

"By the way, prophet, we found some of the plants you let us find."

Like limestone offerings, some grapes and a sugarcane were taken out.

The grapes are so sour that they can’t be eaten, but they can be used to make wine. As for sugar cane...

"Have you found much sugar cane?"

Sun Mo was very happy and could show his fists again.

"a lot of."

The chief nodded.

"Then please go and cut down all these sugarcanes and bring them back."

If the chief heard such a request a day ago, he would definitely have to ask the reason, but now he dares not to do so.

"Graystone, take someone to chop the sugarcane back."

Limestone ordered.

"Ok!"

Grey Stone's face flushed with excitement, he is considered to have been promoted in Sun Mo's light, otherwise he is not qualified to lead the team at his age.

Three days later, the Greystone team transported a lot of sugar cane back, and Sun Mo didn't waste time, taking advantage of this intermission to make many tools.

On the fifth day, the weather was clear, and Sun Mo appeared in a large clearing.

"Today, we make sugar!"

Sun Mo announced.

"Sugar? What is that?"

None of the stone natives knew.

"You still do this?"

Bai Fu was surprised.

Even in Kyushu, this technology is strictly confidential.

Sugar is as expensive as silver, and ordinary people cannot afford it.

"Happens to learn."

In modern times, Sun Mo spends time reading web articles. Among them, historical ones, sugar and salt, are necessary means for making a fortune in the early stage and accumulating wealth.

Sun Mo learned about it out of interest.

It's really simple.

First squeeze the sugarcane into juice, then filter the impurities, then pour it into a stone pot to heat and boil, then let it settle for an hour, then pour it into a larger stone pot and start boiling.

As the water evaporates, the last thing left is brown sugar.

The sugar making process has begun.

The most troublesome, time-consuming, and tiring step is the step of boiling and concentrating. The stirring process cannot be stopped, otherwise the syrup will become mushy.

It usually lasts for several hours.

Of course, as the syrup gradually became viscous, the aroma in the air became more and more intense, so the people in the tribe, smelling the taste, began to gather here, especially the little dwarfs, who gathered in front of the stone pot , Drooling.

"Stay away, and be careful."

Lu Zhiruo kept reminding.

"Okay, out of the pot!"

After Sun Mo finished speaking, Limestone himself lifted the stone pot and poured the brown sticky substance inside onto a bamboo board.

During this process, Sun Mo kept stirring the syrup to get powdered sugar, otherwise it would be a paste.

Finally, all the processes are completed.

Looking at the brown sugar on the bamboo board, the limestone throat rolls, swallowing saliva.

"Try it!"

Sun Mo is not interested in this ~www.readwn.com~ In fact, it can be purified and filtered to turn brown sugar into white sugar, but for primitive people, it is not necessary, after all, there is no difference in nutritional value.

White sugar is expensive, mainly because it looks good and tastes good. As a luxury item, it is sold to local tyrants.

With dozens of hands, they stretched into the bamboo board together, dipped some powdered sugar, and put them in the mouth. Then, the whole world was overwhelmed by an unprecedented taste.

Li Yan was stunned and at a loss, and then he couldn't help thinking of the time his parents loved him, thinking of hunting with his wife, and giving birth to his first son...

This candy is full of happiness!

Tears couldn't help but pierced the cheek of the limestone.

I have eaten sweets, now even if I die, it is worth it.

"This kind of brown sugar can be used as a key product of your tribe to exchange materials with other tribes."

Sun Mo Weapon.

Puff!

Limestone knelt down again.

He didn't know what to say, so he kept kowtow.

The other primitive people thought the chief was crazy, but after tasting the brown sugar, they all knelt down.

This is the food that gods are qualified to enjoy!

The big prophet brought it to the Greystone tribe.

Sun Mo's status has skyrocketed directly, higher than limestone.

In the following days, Sun Mo began to teach everyone to burn pottery and bricks. After discovering some wild silkworms, he even tried to raise silkworms.

Cage fishing, slash-and-burn cultivation, Sun Mo was immersed in this busy and monotonous day, just like playing a stand-alone development game before.

More than three months passed in a hurry, just as Sun Mo was thinking about how to pass the game, the earthquake broke out.

boom! boom! boom!

The earth shook, the stone house collapsed, like the end of the world.