Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 11 Collection Go

Shaking her head, dispelling the unexpected thoughts that came to her mind, Xia Weiwei started to collect with ease.

The original owner had nearly three years of experience in collecting grass stems. It stands to reason that Xia Weiwei should have little room to comment on the matter of collecting grass stems.

However, after collecting step by step for a while, she couldn't help complaining: "This is collecting grass stems, not strawberries, so you need to be so careful?!"

There is no need to peel off the leaves that tightly wrap the stem of the grass one by one, let alone slowly go up from the root.After Xia Weiwei directly broke off a long-stemmed grass, she guessed where the sugar content was insufficient, broke it off, and then picked up the dead leaves and pulled them.

During this tugging and pulling, she tore off the bag leaves that could be torn off, and kept those that could not be torn off.

After processing a grass stalk with ease, Xia Weiwei didn't turn her back and threw it on the pile of grass stalks that had been processed, but ate it directly.

"Sla, sla..."

Using the teeth and ingenuity, the white and tender grass heart was peeled out in a few strokes.

Looking at the wrapped leaves scattered on the turf, Xia Weiwei couldn't help but raise her head.

'What the hell are these people thinking? '

It will not affect the taste, let alone the peeling speed. Why are you so meticulous? !

Xia Weiwei, who was suddenly thankful that she was so wise, quickly removed the grass stem, and then devoted herself to the collection work.

Because it was too sloppy, Xia Weiwei took only one-third of the time that women usually take to collect the share that women can collect in a whole day.

Gathering, tying, picking out [-] grass stalks with better quality and sweetness, she carefully cleaned up the leaves that were not cleaned, and then picked up the grass stalks that were going to be taken back and drilled out of the grass. Forest.

Above this swamp, no place is more sheltered from the wind than in the depths of a long-stemmed grass grove.

In order to slow down the volatilization of water in the grass stems, the collected grass stems will be left deep in the grass forest.

Every morning, the men would come over to take away the portion they had eaten in the morning and evening of the day, and at noon, they would not have the habit of eating food.

Involuntarily, Xia Weiwei admired herself again.

If she hadn't separated from the tribe, she wouldn't even have lunch.

Feeling lucky in my heart, seeing that it was getting late, Xia Weiwei quickened her pace unconsciously.

"Hey! You haven't come back yet!"

Xia Weiwei, who returned to the tent, saw that no one was there, and looked to the southwest with some surprise.

Usually, the men would finish their work half an hour before the sun sets, and then use the last remaining heat of the sun to raise their body temperature, while the boys would use this time to transfer the fish they caught that day into the fish ponds around the tent.

When the sun goes down and the women come back from work, everyone will kill and divide the fish together.

I wondered if it was a coincidence that I came back, the boys were turning back to the water, Xia Weiwei hastily dropped the grass stalk, and ran towards the nearest hill.

When she came back again, Xia Weiwei brought back a large bundle of dead branches and leaves.

Involuntarily, she glanced at the southwest location again, and after pondering for a while, she picked up the fire-drilling kit specially left by Aoki.

As the night fell, a lonely fire was lit.

Sitting alone in front of the fire, Xia Weiwei slowly ate long grass and roasted lotus root.

When the unique fragrance of lotus root came, the ten grass stalks she placed beside her had all been eaten.

Another grass knot was tied and added to the fire, Xia Weiwei waited patiently for a while before pulling out all the lotus roots.

"Hiss, it's hot, it's so hot, huh~huh~"

Picking up a section of lotus root, I exclaimed and patted off the dust covering the skin of the lotus root. It was burnt black. After trying it, I found that the skin could not be torn off at all, and then put it in my mouth.

"Whoo~"

While blowing, Xia Weiwei bit, and while being scalded, the soreness in his heart was temporarily suppressed.

Speaking of which, she shouldn't eat something so hot, but after eating fish and lotus root twice in a row, she didn't feel so hungry.

However, for some reason, at this moment, she actually felt a sense of loneliness that she had never felt before, which made her nose sour and her eyes astringent.

Slightly burnt and bitter, the ripe lotus root with soft glutinous texture but extremely rough taste did not make Xia Weiwei feel much better. However, when she finished eating this section of lotus root, she did something like put out the fire and go to the water's edge to have a look. Decide.

In a crowded place, at least she won't feel this uncontrollable and uncontrollable sense of loneliness.

Standing up, Xia Weiwei planned to pick taro leaves and scoop water to put out the fire, but at the moment of standing up, a thought flashed in her mind.

Looking at the fire, Xia Weiwei didn't rush to pick taro leaves to scoop water, but turned into the tent and took out one of the two buckets.

After half a day, the surface of the mud has dried up and is extremely smooth to the touch.

Some couldn't put it down and looked through it for a while. After confirming that there were no cracks, she hurriedly opened the fire and put the bucket into it. After that, handfuls of hay were added, and bundles of grass balls were stuffed into it. .

Originally, Xia Weiwei thought that this ordinary soil and water would become a hard shell after being boiled dry, both of which have the function of holding things temporarily.

This adobe, after quickly removing the moisture, should be able to make do with it.

In that way, she can fill the water before starting the fire next time, and when she is ready, she doesn't have to rush to fetch water after using the fire every time, and she doesn't have to worry about what happens when it burns.

Naturally, when she reckoned that the water was almost gone, she decisively stopped adding fuel.

Watching the flames gradually weaken, watching the flames on the dead branches slowly go out, Xia Weiwei picked up two short wooden sticks and pulled them.

Then, a hand slipped too hard, and the wooden stick in his hand bounced heavily on the mud.

"despair"

"..."

'That's definitely not the sound that adobe can make! A thought flashed through his mind, and Xia Weiwei froze.

Although this sound was not like any pottery she had ever heard, the crisp sound of porcelain colliding, but this muffled sound indicated that the mud had undergone a qualitative change during the rapid firing process she had just carried out.

Really, when she had that idea, she really only had the idea that she would try it and not lose money, and during the whole firing process, she didn't have a single thought that she shouldn't have.

Unexpectedly... Is she too lucky, or does it take so long to fire ceramics, and how long it takes to fire is just a marketing method of the producer?

I really don't think that my luck will be so good, and I don't think that craftsmen will use such an easy-to-crack-up process as a gimmick, Xia Wei slightly moved his wrist, and the wooden stick hit the pot.

The muffled sound of "click" is still there.

"Da" is another "da, da, da..."

The voices came one after another, and each sound was after his own deliberate actions.Xia Weiwei really couldn't fool herself with the excuse that she misheard.

Finally, she dropped the stick, searched left and right, and picked up two balls of hay.

Using a mat of hay, she quickly lifted the pot out of the fire.

(End of this chapter)