Limestone returned home. After drinking a few mouthfuls of water, his irritable mood calmed down.
He was too rash. Even if those maggots were unintentionally created by Sun Mo, he shouldn't have given the order to burn them.
After all, he was someone who had comprehended witchcraft.
"It's just some maggots. So what if I burn them? Could it be that they're really useful?"
Limestone comforted himself.
Maggots were bred after some corpses had decayed, and after a few days, they would turn into flying insects and lay eggs everywhere. At that time, the tribe would be too dirty to stay in.
"Sigh, if only the children in the tribe could learn witchcraft as soon as possible."
Limestone had a headache.
He didn't doubt Sun Mo's sincerity. If he didn't teach seriously, Gray Stone wouldn't be able to perform the Beast Transformation Sorcery. This could only mean that this thing required talent.
Sigh, how good would it be if Sun Mo was a member of the Limestone Tribe?
To put it bluntly, Limestone still had wariness in his heart and didn't treat Sun Mo as one of his own.
…
When Sun Mo returned to the tribe, he saw thick smoke billowing. Someone was pouring maggots into the bonfire.
The maggots were roasted, making crackling sounds and emitting a foul stench.
"Go get the chief!"
Sun Mo instructed.
"Damn!"
Gu Xiuxun temporarily took on the role of Sun Mo's secretary.
"Great Teacher Sun!"
When Hui Yan arrived, he was still a distance away. He laughed and took the initiative to explain, "I saw that the stone house was infested with maggots, so I asked someone to help you clean it up."
"I raised it!"
Sun Mo's tone was ice-cold.
"Ugh!"
The chief choked.
You really raised him?
He really wanted to ask, is there something wrong with your brain?
The other primitive men were also shocked, and then they became dumbfounded.
"What's the point of raising this thing? He's not going to eat it, is he? "
"This thing is very dirty. If you eat it, you will die."
"I can't figure it out!"
The primitive people muttered. There was a lack of food in this era, so some people ate maggots, but without exception, they all died.
"The first generation of maggots must be full of bacteria. Not to mention humans, even animals can't eat them. But after a few generations, there will be no problem."
Sun Mo explained.
"What are bacteria?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you."
Sun Mo couldn't be bothered to explain. "Chieftain, do you know what humanity's greatest enemy is? It was arrogance! Now you're looking at something new with your old-fashioned eyes. "
"What do you mean?"
Hui Yan's expression didn't look too good. After all, he was the leader of a tribe who wanted to save face.
"You guys went hunting and saw a lot of wild chickens and ducks, right? Where did they come from?"
Sun Mo counter-asked.
"Haha, you don't even know this? Of course they're born from hens and ducks. Don't tell me they're born from rocks? "
Gray Sparrow mocked.
"And then?"
Sun Mo asked again.
"Then he grew up, got caught by us, and became our food."
Gray Sparrow laughed, "Don't worry, we're different from the people of the Red Rock Tribe. Even if we can't stand the hunger, we won't kill baby beasts."
"You also know to wait for the animals to grow up before killing them?"
Sun Mo's lips twitched. "Since animals can grow up in the wild, why can't they grow up in tribes?"
The primitive people were silent.
They had no concept of animal husbandry.
"If the pheasants and ducks could grow up in the tribe, wouldn't it save the effort of hunting?"
Sun Mo asked again.
"That's right, why didn't I think of this in the past?"
"I did think of it before, but how much food do these things need to eat? We don't even have enough to eat! "
"I raised a little bird my father caught for me before. It died a few days later."
The primitive people started to discuss again. Among them, the children had raised chickens before, but they treated them as toys.
"Great Teacher Sun, in the past, the Great Prophet had thought of this before. Leaving aside the fact that they ate too much food every day, just the fact that they kept on dying is already very troublesome."
The chieftain wasn't stupid.
"That's why we have to raise maggots. As long as these things are taken care of well, they can reproduce very quickly. Moreover, they can be produced endlessly throughout the year. They're the most suitable fodder for chickens and ducks."
Sun Mo explained, "As for chickens and ducks getting sick, they can be treated. If you find it troublesome, you can just quickly kill the sick ones to prevent them from spreading the disease."
Some primitive people clearly fell silent.
Everyone naturally knew about maggots. A corpse would be filled with maggots after a few days. There would be as many of them as they wanted, enough for chickens and ducks to eat.
"But maggots will turn into a type of bug that can fly!"
Gray Sparrow argued.
"That's why we have to raise maggots scientifically, forming echelons. Before the maggots turn into flies, we have to get rid of the ones we can't eat."
Sun Mo knocked his head. "You have to use your brain more."
Gray Rock didn't say anything. Since he could become the chieftain, he wasn't just a brute with great strength. His brain wasn't bad either.
If what Sun Mo said could really be done, then the food supply of the tribe would become abundant in an instant.
Thinking of how every family would have an endless supply of chickens and ducks, Gray Rock felt agitated. Most probably, only deities would be qualified to live such a life, right?
"Great Teacher Sun, do you know how to raise maggots?"
Someone asked nervously.
"If Teacher doesn't know, where did these maggots come from? I told you guys not to burn them, but you guys just wouldn't listen. "
Gray Rock was very angry.
His teacher's efforts had all gone to waste.
"Great Teacher Sun, uh, Great Prophet Sun, it's all my fault."
Gray Rock was at a loss. He hurriedly changed the way he addressed Sun Mo, feeling like he was a sinner.
What?
Refusing to admit his mistakes?
He was afraid that Sun Mo would seek refuge with the Redrock Tribe in a fit of anger. Once they learned witchcraft, their tribe would encounter a calamity.
Naturally, although Gray Rock was short-sighted, he still had the tribe in his heart. Hence, he apologized.
"Have you guys ever thought that since it's hard to rear chickens and ducks, why don't we rear cows and goats? These two types of animals eat grass. "
Sun Mo guided, "The children are too young and have no way to go out to hunt, but they should be able to mow the grass, right?"
Most of the time, the food of the tribesmen wasn't enough. Even if there was an excess, they would be air-dried and made into jerky.
"If a female sheep gives birth to lambs, even if it's a little less, you guys can have a flock of sheep in a few years."
Sun Mo bewitched them.
As expected, the gazes of the women immediately turned fervent.
Even in the modern era, who wouldn't want to live a better life?
"When a female sheep gives birth to lambs, I'll teach you guys how to deliver them!"
Sun Mo had no way to buy skill books from the system now, but he had seen similar programs on poverty alleviation before and knew a little.
Besides, if a sheep died, so be it.
"Prophet Sun, please teach me how to rear chickens!"
"Prophet Sun, I want to learn how to rear sheep!"
"I want to learn how to rear maggots!"
Amidst the sounds of raising chickens and sheep, the word maggots suddenly popped out, causing Sun Mo to involuntarily look over.
One couldn't help but say that this was someone with brains.
At that time, if he specialized in selling maggots, he would be able to live a good life.
Gray Rock's rough and tanned face turned even redder. That was from embarrassment and shame.
"You didn't throw away the mushrooms I planted, right?"
Sun Mo asked again.
Gray Rock immediately swept his gaze toward the tribesmen. If anyone touched Sun Mo's things, they would be expelled from the tribe.
"Let's go and take a look together!"
Sun Mo knew that it was time for something shocking to happen.
He led the group of people toward the plantation house and opened the lock.
Gray Rock walked in. When his eyes got used to the dim light in the stone house, he immediately cried out. It was because the stone house was filled with wooden shelves, and on the wooden shelves, there were many stone basins.
Right now, these stone basins were filled with mushrooms.
Sun Mo casually plucked a piece of mushroom and chewed it like he was eating a potato chip.
"Prophet."
Gray Rock was so agitated that his body was trembling.
"There's no poison. Do you want to give it a try?"
As the sound of Sun Mo's voice faded, Gray Rock couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pluck a bunch of mushrooms, directly stuffing them into his mouth.
Kacha! Kacha!
The unique fishy smell of mushrooms permeated his mouth.
The taste wasn't too good, but he could eat his fill!
"Prophet, can we plant them this winter?"
Gray Rock asked.
"Yes, but we must ensure that the temperature of the stone house can't be too low."
Sun Mo smiled.
"This is simple!"
Gray Rock laughed uproariously. It wasn't easy to find prey in winter, but there were bare trees everywhere. It was too easy to chop firewood to start a fire.
(In the future, during winter, we would have an endless supply of mushrooms and wouldn't need to starve.)
Gray Rock thought of this. With a thud, he knelt down and kowtowed toward Sun Mo.
"Great Prophet, please forgive my ignorance and offense!"
This time around, Gray Rock was truly convinced. He was willing to let Sun Mo be the great prophet of the tribe.
"Get up!"
Sun Mo didn't care. "I'm not teaching you guys these to be a prophet."
After Gray Rock kowtowed a few more times, he walked out of the stone house and shouted at the tribesmen who were watching the commotion outside.
"From today onward, Great Teacher Sun will be the great prophet of our tribe. Whoever dares to be disrespectful to him will be punished by beheading!"
Si ~
Gray Rock's words caused many tribesmen to draw in a cold gasp.
Was there a need to be so cruel?
When Gray Sparrow heard this, he grew anxious. If Sun Mo became the great prophet, wouldn't Gray Rock's status also rise?
He couldn't tolerate this!
Hence, he roared, "Chieftain, Sun Mo is just an outsider. Please reconsider!"
"Drag him away and hang him up for a beating!"
Gray Rock basically didn't explain and directly punished him.
"Oh right, Great Prophet, we've discovered some of the plants you asked us to find."
Gray Rock took out some grapes and a sugarcane like he was presenting treasures.
The grapes were very sour and couldn't be eaten, but they could be used to brew wine. As for the sugarcane...
"Did you guys discover a lot of sugarcane?"
Sun Mo was very happy. He could display his abilities again.
"A lot."
The chieftain nodded.
"Then I'll have to trouble you guys to chop all these sugarcane and bring them back."
If it was a day ago, the chieftain would definitely ask for the reason if he heard such a request. But now, he didn't dare to do so and directly did as he was told.
"Gray Rock, bring some men and go chop the sugarcane back."
Gray Rock instructed.
"Alright!"
Gray Rock was so excited that his face was flushed red. He could be considered to have basked in Sun Mo's glory and been promoted. Otherwise, given his age, he wouldn't be qualified to lead a team.
Three days later, Gray Rock's team brought back a lot of sugarcane. Sun Mo didn't waste any time and made use of this break to create many tools.
On the fifth day, the weather was clear and Sun Mo appeared on a large piece of empty land.
"Today, we will refine sugar!"
Sun Mo announced.
"Sugar? What's that? "
None of the aboriginals from the Stone Age Era knew.
"You know this?"
Bai Fu was surprised.
Even in the Nine Provinces, this technique was strictly kept a secret.
Something like sugar was as expensive as silver. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to afford it.
"Coincidentally, I've learned it before."
In the modern era, Sun Mo read web novels to pass time. Among them, there were historical novels. Sugar and salt production were essential methods to accumulate wealth.
Sun Mo learned about it out of interest.
It was really simple.
He first squeezed the sugarcane into juice and filtered the impurities before pouring it into a stone pot to heat it up and let it settle. An hour later, he poured it into a larger stone pot and started to brew it.
As the water evaporated, what was left was the brown sugar.
The sugar refining process began.
The most troublesome, time-consuming, and tiring step was the step of brewing the concentrated sugar. The stirring process couldn't be stopped, or the sugar would become too thick.
Usually, this process would last for a few hours.
Naturally, as the sugar gradually became thicker, the fragrance in the air also became increasingly dense. Hence, the people in the tribe started to gather here when they smelled the fragrance. This was especially so for the shorties. They surrounded the stone pot and drooled.
"Stay further away, it's hot."
Lu Zhiruo kept reminding them.
"Alright, let's get it out of the pot!"
After Sun Mo spoke, Gray Rock personally lifted the stone pot and poured the brown sticky substance onto a bamboo board.
During this process, Sun Mo kept stirring the sugar. This was to obtain powdered sugar. Otherwise, it would just be a paste.
Finally, all the processes were completed.
Looking at the brown sugar on the bamboo board, Gray Rock's throat moved as he swallowed his saliva.
"Try it!"
Sun Mo wasn't interested in this.
Actually, he could purify and filter it, turning the brown sugar into white sugar. However, to the primitive people, there was no need for that. After all, there was no difference in nutritional value.
White sugar was expensive mainly because it looked good and tasted good. As a luxury item, it was sold to the rich.
More than a dozen pairs of hands reached into the bamboo boards, dipped some powdered sugar on them, and put them into their mouths. Then, the whole world was flooded with an unprecedented taste.
Gray Rock was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do. After that, he couldn't help but recall the time when his parents doted on him, when he and his wife went hunting together, when they gave birth to their first son...
This sugar was filled with the taste of happiness!
Tears involuntarily streaked across Gray Rock's face.
After eating the sugar, even if he were to die now, it would be worth it.
"This brown sugar can be used as a competitive product of your tribe and be used to exchange for resources with other tribes."
Sun Mo suggested.
Putong!
Gray Rock knelt down again.
He didn't know what to say and could only kowtow continuously.
The other primitive people thought that their chieftain had gone crazy. However, after tasting the brown sugar, they also knelt down.
This was a delicacy that only deities had the right to enjoy!
And the Great Prophet brought it to the Gray Stone Tribe.
Sun Mo's status directly skyrocketed, becoming even higher than Gray Rock's.
In the following days, Sun Mo started to teach everyone how to make pottery and bricks. After discovering some wild silkworms, he even tried to rear them.
Sun Mo immersed himself in these busy and monotonous days. It was just like when he played single-player games in the past.
Three months passed by quickly. Just when Sun Mo was thinking about how to clear the game, an earthquake erupted.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth trembled and the stone houses collapsed. It was as if the end of the world had arrived.
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