Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

Chapter 38 038. The backpack appears
Ye Sang came to Wu's cave.

Wu was very thin and sat hunched at the entrance of the cave, looking through the ancient pattern book that Ye Sang gave him.

When Ye Sang sees this old man, he will feel a sense of admiration: "Witch."

Wu carefully closed the book and looked up at Ye Sang with a smile on his face: "I thank you on behalf of the people in the tribe."

"These are easy efforts, and I do them so that my younger siblings and I can live a better life in the tribe. No need to thank you," Ye Sang said frankly.

"No matter what your purpose is, it is a fact that you saved people." Wu's eyes were cloudy but wise, "Sang, how do you think about what I told you before?"

Ye Sang shook his head: "I don't want to be a witch, but I am happy to solve problems for the tribe. After all, I live here now."

The witch was very puzzled. Other tribes were rushing to be a witch. When Sang came here, she was like a hot potato. They were afraid of being next to her: "Sang, you have the ability to be a witch, why don't you want to be a witch?"

Ye Sang said sincerely: "The responsibility of being a witch is too great, and I have to take care of my younger siblings, so I don't have the time to deal with so many things."

The witch sighed, and the groove on his face couldn't help but deepen: "Being a witch actually doesn't mean that much. Witches are only needed when people in the tribe are sick and need divination. Witches are more important to the entire tribe. Faith exists as a cohesive force."

Ye Sang was silent and asked: "Witch, why do you have to let me be a witch?"

Wu Dai raised his face slightly, looked at the sky, and said with sadness about his fate: "The most fundamental reason is that I am about to die. I have lived for more than 50 years. If I don't find the next generation of witches before I die, then This tribe will perish.”

Ye Sang looked at Wu. He was a little weak and sick, but not suffering from a dying disease: "Wu, I want to see a doctor for you, is that okay?"

The witch's reaction was very calm: "If it can't be cured, we witches only have so long lifespan."

When Ye Sang saw the witch, it wasn't that he didn't want to heal him, but that he accepted his fate and said, "Witch, let me try."

Wu stared at Ye Sang for a while: "Then you try it."

Ye Sang asked Wu about some of his symptoms, then looked at the coating on his tongue and eyes, and finally felt his pulse. The diagnosis was that Wu was feeling tired and weak due to a severe lack of nutrition, and it was not a serious illness at all.

"Witch, as long as you listen to me, I can cure you."

Wu finally had a different reaction and asked in surprise: "Can you really cure me?"

Ye Sang nodded affirmatively: "Okay." Then he persuaded, "Wu, as long as we can survive, we shouldn't give up easily, okay?"

After a while, Wu finally nodded: "Okay."

Wu's disease can be improved by taking some herbs that replenish qi and blood, and then eating a balanced diet, but this herb... Ye Sang decided to pick it up later when he went "treasure hunting".

"Witch, I'm going to prepare the medicine. I'll brew it up and bring it to you in a while."

The witch looked grateful: "Okay."

……

Ye Sang returned to the cave, took his sister out of the basket and put her on his lap, and then went to the mall to find a way to make iron.

Living up to her expectations, a few minutes later, she bought a detailed video of ironmaking in the wild.

After watching the video, she had a general direction. The question now was how to find soil with high iron content.

The video says that there are three types of soil with high iron content: brick red soil, iron-rich soil, and purple sand mud, among which purple sand mud has the highest iron content.

Ye Sang set these three kinds of soil together with those kinds of trees as special reminders.

This special reminder will have a slight electric tingling sensation. Once prompted, Ye Sang will definitely notice it.

Unless there is a special reminder, it will be displayed on the screen. This requires Ye Sang to see it when he is looking at the screen. It depends on luck. If the mall is closed, you will definitely not be able to see it.

Then she set a special reminder for the medicinal materials used to treat the witch's illness, and went to the forest to collect them together.The preparations were done, Ye Sang looked down at his sister.

This child is very dependent on himself and cries when he is left alone for a little while. How to solve this problem?
"Yun'er, sister put you to sleep in the warehouse, will you cry?" You can still carry it with you in the tribe, but you can never take it with you to the forest. Ye Sang thought for a while and was ready to test it.

Ye Sang put the little guy in the basket and put them into the warehouse together...

One minute,..., five minutes passed. Not only did the little guy not cry, he also fell asleep.

Seeing this, Ye Sang felt relieved and concentrated on the collection issue.

If you want to go to the forest to collect things, you need a container to put things in. The most convenient thing is a backpack.

Arriving at the plains below the tribe, Ye Sang walked to the place where fresh bamboos were piled, preparing to use the bamboos to weave a backpack.

She decided that in the future, whatever new things existed or could be created in this world, she would create them herself in front of everyone, instead of buying them from the mall.

The best bamboo for knitting backpacks is mottled bamboo, which is golden in color, looks good, and is very strong and durable. When I was a child, my grandparents used mottled bamboo to weave bamboo products.

In this pile of bamboo, there are two or three varieties, one of which is spotted bamboo.

This wild thing is big. The smallest bamboo here is as thick as an arm. Ye Sang selected three old and tender ones, dragged them aside, smoothed their surfaces with a bamboo strips knife, and split them...

Seeing her doing something new, the adults and children in the tribe who had nothing to do with her gathered around.

Lei, a young man, dragged his sick body to Ye Sang's side: "Sister, what are you going to do?"

Ye Sang smiled and said mysteriously: "Keep it secret for now. You will know when it is done soon."

Everyone laughed, their eyes showing anticipation.

In everyone's expectant eyes, Ye Sang split the bamboo into strips, and then cut off the white bamboo in the bamboo strips to make strips.

After the strips are ready, start weaving the bottom of the cage, with ten strips horizontally and eighteen strips vertically.

First, use two pieces of bamboo strips to form a cross shape, and then expand them in the warp and weft directions to form the bottom of the bamboo basket.

Next, I started to surround myself...

In everyone's surprised eyes, an exquisite backpack appeared.

Ye Sang used a piece of animal skin to make two hand-width straps and fixed them on the backpack, then carried them on his back.

At this time, most of the people in the tribe gathered around, as if Ye Sang was making something very remarkable.

The leader of the collection team, Cao Cao, had his eyes glued to the backpack, shining brightly: "Sang, what is this called?"

Ye Sang: "This is a backpack, specially used to carry things. I will teach you when I have time. Then you can use this to collect things. It is very convenient."

After finishing speaking, she put the basket on Cao Cao's back and said, "How was it?"

Cao couldn't put it down: "It's very good. With the backpack, we don't have to use our hands to collect things in the future. We can collect more wild vegetables and fruits, and we can run faster when encountering wild animals."

Ye Sang: "I'm going to the forest for a while. When I come back, I'll teach you how to make backpacks."

Cao Zhi nodded and said excitedly: "What are you looking for? I'll go with you. I'm familiar with this area."

Cao is a woman in her 30s, with a strong body and a height of around [-] years old. She looks almost like a man. Ye Sang has to look up when he looks at her, and he also feels a sense of oppression.

Ye Sang was about to say something when suddenly a voice came from behind...

(End of this chapter)