MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 129

They have doubts about Qingchuan, the new and weird lord, and the Silent Land is really not a good place, so a rainy season has passed, and the fixed residents are still only these three people.

Qingchuan didn't care too much, he was busy planting trees.

The seedlings purchased in the system for five or six years are sprinkled with rooting powder and planted.

There are local varieties, and there are also varieties that are not locally planted by Qingchuan Shenlai.

Paper people work day and night, and can plant hundreds of trees a day. Tree people still play a bonus role, but only one fifth of them survive.

There is a piece of land behind the forest, which has been entrusted to a group of vampires to help build a school. The Western Fantasy World is still a tasteful vampire from the West who is suitable for the construction of Qingchuan, and will be a landmark school in the future.

I don't have any children yet, and there will be sooner or later, so make some preparations early.

He likes to plan ahead, so that he will not be in chaos due to temporary changes in the future.

There is a spring under it, and the sweet spring water is constantly gushing out. The fish and shrimp in it are well raised and the taste and quality are good.

The lotus by the lake has adapted to it, and now the lotus canopy has grown, and dragonflies have also flown.

The author who built this world is probably an oriental person. Although it is a Western fantasy world, there are many oriental species. Qingchuan is less reliable than the author. He wants to try to grow everything, regardless of whether it is east or west or north and south.

Qingchuan was sitting in a boat looking for lotus pods among the dying lotus leaves.

He reached out and grabbed the stem of the lotus pod and snapped it, then threw the lotus pod into the small bamboo basket beside him. The system sat inside and peeled the lotus seeds, peeled off the outer layer of skin, went to the bitter lotus heart inside, and threw the peeled fresh lotus seeds into Qingchuan's hands.

Qingchuan was eating the crispy sweet lotus seeds, looking at the white waterfowl that flew over from where and when, and did not know whether it was settled here or settled, carrying a small fish from him Fly in front of you.

There were two shrimp baskets on the shore. Qingchuan rowed the boat over and picked up the shrimp net. There were already fifteen or sixteen green-skinned shrimp in it. He put the small ones away. There are only a few big ones left, which is actually not enough for a meal, but it is very happy to watch.

Boiled water is beautiful, and it is also beautiful to make drunk shrimp in wine.

Occasionally found some eggs under the aquatic plants on the shore. I don't know what eggs, like some bugs, or snails. He quietly covered the aquatic plants again.

Not far away, white smoke billows from the gray-black house. Which bachelor is cooking?

"You will be able to dig lotus root in a few days. When that time comes, I will send them some." Qing Chuan thought so.

Not long after the rainy season, Silent Leader ushered in the harvest season.

The well-cared-for land gave them rich rewards, golden wheat, plump pods, and excellent growing vegetables.

The newly arrived three households looked at the pods drying on the ground with a satisfied smile. This is the affirmation given by the land on which they live, and the affirmation of their labor. Since there was no tax in the first year, the beans could all stay, counting them one by one, with their eyes narrowed.

These beans are stored and will last until this time next year.

The growing forest by the lake also gave Qingchuan an unexpected surprise. The saplings in three or four years have not yet produced fruit, or the fruit is small and sour. But the tree of twenty years is full of fruit.

Qingchuan did not choose varieties at that time, and planted them at will. Now these trees grow at random.

These fruit trees are one from the east and one from the west, and there are all varieties. They are all rough and extensive without careful care.

Although it is a newcomer, the environment here is not very good, but as long as it can bear fruit, it is the greatest affirmation.

Qingchuan picked a batch of apples, oranges, grapefruit, pears and other scattered nuts in the two months before and after. These are the earth breeds he knows, and there are some native breeds that he doesn't know before.

Because there were a lot of trees planted, too many to eat, I even gave them to three new residents.

The fruit does not look very good, but it tastes good, worthy of the excellent quality of saplings. They are all small, about the size of an apple and an egg.

"Is it because there is no fertilization this year?" Qing Chuan guessed.

He doesn't know much about planting fruit trees. He seems to remember that he needs to cut off excess flowers and excess fruits, and he needs to fertilize to increase nutrition. He didn't do all of this, and the fruit was so shabby.

There are still some mature and immature trees on the tree, which are prepared for the birds that spend the winter here. Rotten fruits are also liked by small animals, that is, all kinds of insects. Insects are the basis of the food chain. Even if they don’t like them, they are still indispensable.

After a rainy season, the forest has expanded to several thousand acres. Although there are more dead saplings, almost hundreds of thousands of Qingchuan points have been spent.

But the bigger head is the vampire, and Qingchuan doesn't understand why they need millions of points to build a school.

"I'm enjoying the feeling of spending money every day." Qing Chuan felt a little complicated about the reduced points, and in the end he simply couldn't see it.

He also cleverly learned to look for lost seeds and food from the kitchen with the windows open.

Qingchuan dare not pass under the tree now, because bird droppings may fall.

"You should learn to respect our boss." Owls who come out to play sometimes warn them.

But it's useless, birds are rectal and they can't control it.

And the birds are not afraid of people at all, twittering every day.

In addition to the trees, there are also some water birds on the shore of the pond. They are used to building nests on the shore. Occasionally he will find their nests with eggs lying in them.

This time next year, more birds may be born, and they will fill this once lonely sky.

Begin to prepare for winter after the fall. The food must be thoroughly dried and then stored in the warehouse. This is the food that will last until the next autumn and must be well preserved. Those fresh vegetables that are not well preserved are made into dried vegetables and pickled vegetables, because even if the winter is not too cold, there are only a few kinds of vegetables that can be grown.

The temperature here is not bad, even if it is not too cold in winter, Qingchuan prepared some wood for the fire in winter, he also prepared some for the only three residents, and their winter clothes.

Of course, they are all rented and will be repaid later.

distressed.

And the hens and roosters in the chicken coop also need to be kept warm. Qingchuan smeared the walls of the chicken coop with mud to cover all the air leaks. Their nests were also refilled with straw, fluffy and warm enough.

Mother chickens patrol every corner with a flock of chicks that hatch this year, and they love a warm home. The rooster is not very in charge, it always looks very arrogant, with its head up, flying to the highest stump every day to stand.

Qingchuan had thought about the fire pit as a winter artifact, but later he found that he couldn't use it. The winter here is not too cold, nor was it very cold in normal times before, and the stove at home was enough.

Maybe because it is in the south and it is close to the sea, the changes in cold and heat will not be so drastic.

Three new residents made beds with wheat straws, as well as thick quilts and firewood provided by Qingchuan, so don’t worry too much in winter. This is much better than last year when I could only huddle under the eaves of other people's houses and wrap myself in clothes to sleep.

One of them was almost beaten to death for stealing a match from someone else's house because it was too cold in winter. Looking back on it now, it's like a nightmare, but fortunately I have woken up.

Their kitchens have enough food for next year, and because there is no tax, the beans grown on one plot of land are enough for a bachelor, and there are many leftovers. Vegetables are also made into dried vegetables, and there are fruits and nuts presented by Qingchuan in the kitchen.

Get up from the warm bed every day, patrol your land, and take a look at your chickens. This day is many times better than when you were wandering before.

Their hearts were completely settled.

Before autumn completely turned into winter, Qingchuan began to make pickles. At this time, it is windy, and it is also suitable for bacon, sausage, chicken and duck.

Winter is the season for all kinds of preserved vegetables and pickles. The rich and mellow aroma seems to be especially suitable for tasting in winter when food is lacking. The sour, salty and spicy taste stimulates the spleen and stomach and evokes people's emotions Appetite and vitality.

A winter without sausage is an imperfect winter.

He stretched the cleaned chickens and ducks with bamboo strips, painted them with soy sauce, and then dried them in a cool and ventilated place.

There are rows of cured chickens, cured ducks and cured meat sausages hanging on the bamboo poles. There is also a bamboo raft, where the eel marinated in a sauce blended with soy sauce and vinegar is cut open and sterilized with high-concentration white wine.

The eel is steamed and made into a side dish, or fried with pork belly. It is very delicious.

Making pickles is much more troublesome.

The cabbage should be hung on a bamboo pole for a few days until the water evaporates and the stems and leaves are weak. Such green vegetables will not be too brittle and easy to break when making pickles.

Qingchuan collected these wilted vegetables, washed them again, and drained them.

In addition, a 'stepping' process is required to complete the pickling.

Qingchuan had seen them stepping barefoot in a pickle jar before, a group of middle-aged men, sweating profusely, hey yo he yo, which made him stay away from this ingredient for a while. However, I later learned that modern pickles are no longer stepped on barefoot, but stepped on with special rubber shoes.

But Qingchuan is still used to eating only pickles made by herself.

At least he can be sure he stepped out on clean rubber shoes.

During this stamping process, the leaves become soft, the salt enters the leaves, the greens lose excess water, the snow-white stems turn brown, and the pickles are considered ready. This jar of sour-smelling pickles can be kept in the shade for a long time, at least for a winter.

La-mei and pickled things are the answer given by simple farmers in the face of winter's blight.

The first snow fell in winter, a thin layer of snow covered the tiles, and those that fell into the soil and water melted away in no time. The snow in the south is too small, and it does not have the mighty momentum of the north, and it is somewhat small.

But sitting in front of the warm fireplace and watching the red plums blooming in the snow outside the glass window is still quite interesting.

He is now sitting in a vine rocking chair, covered with a thin cashmere blanket, smelling the orange peel of the censer, and reading a letter by the fireplace. The orange-red fire shone the original snow-white stationery into the luster of the sun, just like the oranges in his hand.

This letter came here from another continent far away, and was sent here by a large, half-dragon, half-bird creature that did not make a living as a messenger.

Now Wei Ge is on another continent far away, in a very backward orc tribe. His task is to develop the civilization of his tribe, which is not an easy task, orcs have always been very stubborn.

Weige is a white wolf now, Qingchuan is a little curious what he looks like in the white wolf.

The creature's sudden hypocrisy.

"Of course it makes sense." Qing Chuan put away the letter, he stood up, and took the rolled mulberry paper and quill from the room, "It's like I can use other power to keep warm, but I have to It is a kind of life pleasure to build a fire by leaning against a fireplace."

"For such a long time, if you want to maintain the temperature of love all the time, you have to create a lot of romance and anticipation."

"Ah." Quill pens and mulberry paper are not very easy to use, Qingchuan frowned, and gently stretched out, "There will be more people in the future, and papermaking should be put on the agenda."

Qingchuan sent not only affectionate letters, but also a bamboo tube of wine made by herself, which was small compared to the size of the messenger and did not affect its flight.

Dragon Bird stayed here for one night, ate enough fresh meat, dried fruit, small fish, and brought a bag, and then took off with satisfaction.

It is an animal with a relatively high level of danger, and it belongs to the fiercest birds in Warcraft. In the few days when it was there, the chirping of the birds around it became quieter, and when it left, the chattering in front of the windowsill continued to be lively.

Qingchuan resumed the habit of throwing a handful of millet and pine nuts on the windowsill after getting up every day.

The birds have been in contact with each other for a long time, and the birds are not afraid of Qingchuan. Of course, it's impossible to get too close.

A vicious owl warns them not to approach their boss.

? Or another hardy plant that struggles to grow?

Qingchuan suddenly wanted to eat pork belly fried with garlic sprouts.

So he took out a few pieces of garlic sprouts that didn't grow very well from the corner garlic pot, cut a piece of pork belly, and fried a bowl of pork belly and garlic sprouts.

Garlic sprouts have a garlic fragrance. Qingchuan likes it very much. He not only likes to eat fried garlic sprouts, but also likes to eat garlic-flavored pork ribs, but after eating, he has to rinse his mouth and drink some lemon honey tea.

Then his thoughts suddenly turned to lemon honey tea.

Plant some lemon and tea trees next year?

Winter is not nothing to do, Qingchuan directs the paper man to continue to develop the riverbed, so that more water can be left in the rainy season next year.

Water is the source of life, and there is water to have life.

Reserve space for planting trees on both sides of the expected lake. Plant roots hold water, and forests are the key to water retention and the lungs of the world. After the forest takes shape, the air seems to be a lot fresher.

He will continue to look for other water sources and restore the vitality here bit by bit.

Concentrate together while speeding up the cooling of the land.

The fire energy that has been burning for a hundred years without interruption... How powerful was the war back then? Hundreds of years later, there is still such prestige.

The residents of the three households do not often go out in winter, although it is not cold outside, but they can lie at home to eat and drink, why go outside to blow the cold wind?

They are not bored at all. They count the beans stored in their home every day, just like a giant dragon counting its own gold coins. It is a very pleasant exercise.

The outside world has changed again.

The road outside has become very flat and wide. It is flattened with a compactor, laid with flat stone slabs, and planted with street trees on both sides. Their home is on the side of the road, and when you open the courtyard door and walk out less than 100 meters away, you will find the stone road with a width of more than ten meters.

The stone road leads all the way to the lake. It is a straight avenue, which may be smoother and wider than the main road of the earldom before.

Qingchuan positioned this area as a residential area. He planned to build a city similar to the ancient Chang'an City. There were square 'squares' neatly arranged in it, each square has a different Functional planning, most of which are residential areas of different classes.

Elsewhere, too.

The lake in winter should have entered a dry season, but after a winter, it became wider. Before they knew it, Qingchuan brought Shuijun a lot of water from far above the sea, and now this is a small lake with a small hundred mu.

Qingchuan is going to build this lake into a gourd shape. The small round lake is higher and is where the spring is located. The big round lake is located downstream and has a larger area.

A stone bridge more than 100 meters long has been built at the narrowest part in the middle, and the two sides are connected by slabs of more than two meters long. Because of the poor terrain on both sides, when the water is sufficient, the upstream water rushes from the stone piers of the stone bridge to the downstream, forming a row of small white waterfalls, which are very beautiful.

The big round lake below has not yet been developed, but the small round lake above is almost formed.

Exotic flowers and plants that feed and are easy to burst into pots.

The forest on the other side of the round lake is half-formed, just smelling a little spring, the little birds have already settled in.

Not a single tree fell ill and died in the woods this winter. He also discovered many native shrubs and other plants that he did not grow himself. I think it was brought by the bird, this time last year.

The seeds they eat are undigested, excreted, and take root here.

can survive successfully.

Then it grows bigger and bigger, attracting more birds and other small animals to settle down.

On a certain day, a child will write in the diary requested by the teacher: The big banyan tree near our house.

Qingchuan plans to build a park by the lake in the future, but it has not started yet, just reserve enough area.

"Lord Lord." After a winter's recuperation, the skinny trio finally raised some meat, and their skin became much fairer. They shaved and repaired their hair and straightened their waists. Looking good, refreshed, at least ten years younger.

Qingchuan doesn't have the rule of kneeling when you see people, but out of respect or other gratitude, they will bow 90 degrees when they see Qingchuan.

At this time, Qingchuan was standing by the lake and observing the small insects on the shore.

A hibernating snail is slowly crawling out of the stone crevice, carefully sticking out its tentacles. Animals sense the arrival of spring faster than humans. He even saw the figure of the frog jumping among the lotus leaves.

The three of them waited there quietly, even their breathing slowed down.

After a few seconds, he nodded to the three and asked them, "How's the winter going?"

The three of them heard Qingchuan caring about them, their voices trembling with excitement, "Thank you Lord for your concern, we are living very well, it is not cold at all, and our hands and feet are not frozen and rotten. The food is completely enough. , I have gained a lot of weight, and I almost can't wear my clothes."

Qingchuan looked at their thin clothes and exposed toes shoes, really didn't know how to define what they said 'good', maybe they can survive now, and they can survive in the future, that is 'All right.

"There will be more fish this year. You can use small fishing nets and fishing rods. One fish per person per day is within the free quota."

The three were pleasantly surprised. Outside, everything on the lord's land, whether it is swimming in the water on the ground or flying in the sky, belongs to the lord. If the lord wants to take it, he has to pay a tax, and it is a high tax. Even a dead branch.

But Qingchuan gave them a free quota, which was enough for them to use, and even meat like fish was within the free quota.

"Thank you, Lord." They were excited for a long time, and there were thousands of words in their hearts, but they were all stuck in their hearts. In the end, they could only say thank you, and they felt that they were useless.

"It should be, it's my responsibility to make you live well."

, the lord didn't care, and went out to wander. There was also a craftsman, although he had bad legs, but his craftsmanship was very good at making furniture."

Qing Chuan heard it, and a craftsman nodded.

"Of course, but the land outside is not suitable for walking. After the rainy season, you can go outside." After thinking about it, Qingchuan added, "When the new people arrive, I will There are additional gifts as a reward for your hearts. This is my domain and will be your home."

The three of them did not expect that they would be rewarded, and when they heard the reassuring words of 'your hometown', each of them did not know how to speak, and could only bow with red eyes .

"We have a home again, we belong!"