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After dozens of men worked for a day, a lot of mud bricks were drying in the open space in the middle of the tribe, and some stones were piled up at night. It seemed that the number was enough to build a single hut.

The women who tried to make clothes with needles and thread also achieved some results. In addition to Professor Wu Yue's water bag, they also made simple vests and skirts with fur.

In terms of quality and aesthetics, they are certainly not as good as modern industrial products, but Wu Yue still praised them highly and suggested that they try making pants and shoes.

Although skirts can cover up one's modesty, they are definitely not as protective as pants. Besides, as a man, he is not used to running around with bare legs.

Shoes can protect the important feet. In this world where transportation basically relies on walking, if the feet are injured, people will be unable to do anything.

There wasn't much meat left yesterday, and considering that everyone had been busy all day and needed to replenish enough food, Wu Yue took out a string of blood sausage from the space.

After washing the blood sausage, he cut each piece of blood sausage into two halves and placed them in a basin, allowing the tribesmen to take them and roast or boil them.

"It smells so good!" Someone who couldn't wait to try this new thing took a piece and stuck it on a branch and roasted it by the fire. As it was smoked, the surface of the blood sausage began to sizzle and emit a charming complex aroma.

Some people also used the newly made clay pots today. When cooking, they cut the blood sausage into smaller pieces, so the meat would fall out when stirred, but at the same time, the aroma would become more and more intense, making people want to swallow their saliva.

The aroma spread throughout the Sharp Tooth Tribe. Those who had been chewing on the barbecue and not trying to share the blood sausage gradually stopped, but by then all the blood sausage had been taken away.

Of course, they wouldn't go to Wu Yue and ask for more from the space. They weren't children anymore, and they knew the importance of storing food. At this point, they would just rub shoulders with relatives or friends who had shared their blood sausages, and shamelessly ask for some.

Wu Yue waited until the blood sausage in the pot was cooked through, then took out two pieces, pierced them with chopsticks, and handed one to Xiao: "Be careful, it's hot. Try it and see how it tastes."

Although Xiao was full, he still wanted to try it to make sure that the food stored in this way was okay, so he took it.

Wu Yue ignored him and bent down to smell it. The smell of the blood sausage was okay. There was no sour or rancid smell, only the aroma of processed meat.

Blow it cool, open your mouth and take a bite, the soup bursts in your mouth. Although the meat is not seasoned too complicatedly, the salty and spicy flavors cover up the peculiar smell of the meat very well and instead stimulate the original fragrance of the meat.

Chewing it, the smoked meat seemed a bit hard even after being cooked, it was very chewy and the more you chewed, the more delicious it became.

"It tastes pretty good." Wu Yue swallowed a mouthful of blood sausage, feeling very satisfied. He looked around and saw that everyone was eating happily. It was obvious that making blood sausage was a good idea.

By this winter, they will probably have moved into houses, worn fur clothes, and stored some staple foods and beans, and of course, fragrant blood sausage.

The tragedy he saw when he first came to this world should never happen again!

Under Wu Yue's expectant gaze, Xiao also opened his mouth and took a bite of the blood sausage in his hand. It was salty, spicy and delicious, and the complex flavor formed by smoking and drying made him raise his eyebrows. He opened his mouth and took another bite and finished it directly.

After chewing and swallowing, he said, "It's delicious."

Taking back his chopsticks, Wu Yue was quite proud: "Isn't it? It's delicious and can be stored for a long time. This is the ancient wisdom passed down by my ancestors for thousands of years."

Xiao turned his head to look at him, the warm firelight shining on the corners of his upturned mouth and the dimples beside his mouth that were revealed by his smile.

When he touched his own face, Xiao didn't feel the same dimples. It was strange, he thought, other people also have such dimples, but why do they look particularly good on Wu Yue's face?

Not caring about what Xiao was thinking, Wu Yue finished his piece of blood sausage in just a few bites. He touched his stomach and realized that he had eaten too much today and it was not suitable for him to go to sleep for the time being.

So he started thinking about the house again. The walls could be made of mud bricks, stones and wood, but what about the roof?

The cheapest materials are of course grass and wood, but roofs made of these things are fine on sunny days, but they are really not good when it rains or snows, and the house will definitely leak.

He didn't want to see the tragic scene of heavy rain outside and light rain inside.

So how about using clay to make tiles? But he didn't understand the structure of tile houses, nor did he know how to make tiles. If he relied purely on trial and error, it would inevitably waste a lot of time.

Well, modern times are still better. No matter what you want, you can buy it directly, whether it is bricks, tiles, lime, cement, concrete...

Wait, lime...

How was one of the most important materials in this kind of construction made? He vaguely remembered the teacher mentioning it in class, perhaps... burning stones?

It seems that it has to be a stone containing a lot of carbonic acid and calcium carbonate?

The poor student Wu Yue now hated himself very much for not paying attention in class. After racking his brains, he finally found a rough method from the poor learning area of ​​his brain.

That’s right, it’s about burning stones containing calcium carbonate, and calcium carbonate is found in many stones.

He glanced at the mountains to the north, his gaze growing increasingly enthusiastic. Stones? The Sharp Fang Tribe had no shortage of them!

"Xiao, I thought of another good thing. Can you help me get some stones the day after tomorrow?" Xiao has to take people hunting tomorrow, so getting the stones will have to be done the day after tomorrow.

Xiao naturally nodded. In order to build a house, they had to mine some stones as materials.

Wu Yue nodded with satisfaction and looked at the mud bricks on the open space. It just so happened that he had requisitioned all these mud bricks. He had to build a proper kiln tomorrow!

Build a good one at once, and it should be useful for making pottery, tiles, stones and iron in the future!

As soon as he felt at ease, he felt sleepy. Wu Yue said goodbye to Xiao and went back to the tent to sleep.

Xiao's expression became complicated as he watched Wu Yue approach the tent. At this moment, Yu came over shyly and apologized: "I'm sorry, Chief..."

Xiao looked at him, his expression unchanged, but after thinking about it, he realized why he was apologizing.

Yu scratched his head, his face flushed. "I shouldn't have gotten so close to the envoy today. Although he's a man, he's already your partner, Chief. I should have stayed away."

Even if he is the best brother, he cannot get too close to the woman when she is with him, otherwise his brother will be angry.

Not to mention, the messenger of God and the chief are not together casually, they are the lifelong companions predicted by the great witch!

Xiao hummed noncommittally and said nothing.

He didn't originally believe in the prophecy, but he wouldn't say it out loud. He thought it was good to have such a prophecy to comfort everyone.

But Wu Yue appeared and actually fulfilled the first few sentences of the prophecy, and he also...

Xiao looked in the direction of the tent. At first, he might have been a little repulsed by this stranger, but as the two gradually became familiar with each other, he had already regarded Wu Yue as a very good friend.

If we become partners...it doesn't seem unacceptable.

Seeing him staring at the tent where Wu Yue was, Yu chuckled strangely twice, leaned over and whispered, "I know, I know. This tent is too inconvenient, isn't it? Don't worry, when we build the big house, we'll make sure you and the divine messenger live at the very edge, where no one can disturb you."

Most of the men who had grown up in this era had had lovers before, but Xiao was the only one who had been alone because of the prophecy. He finally waited for the prophesied messenger to come, so naturally...

She's always hiding from people, even though she can smell them from time to time. Their scent is so strong~

Xiao's face suddenly felt hot. Fortunately, the light was dim. He stood up suddenly, not knowing what to say. He could only say "Let's sleep!" and went back to his tent to sleep.

He said he was sleeping, but he tossed and turned on the fur until everyone around the campfire had dispersed and it was quiet outside, and he didn't fall asleep.

"Wu Yue..."

Wu Yue woke up.

It was another new day, and today he woke up quite early. When he got up, the hunting team was just about to set out. Seeing him come out, the men all greeted him warmly, except for Xiao, who glanced at him and turned back.

Wu Yue frowned. Had he offended the leader in some way yesterday? Why did Xiao seem to be reluctant to see him? Although Xiao wasn't usually very enthusiastic, he didn't avoid him so deliberately either.

Forget it, there are so many people here now and I can’t ask. I’ll try asking indirectly in the evening.

After watching the hunting team leave, Wu Yue washed up and checked the vegetable garden. After confirming that there was no problem, he began to look for a place to build a kiln.

There has been a lot of wind these days and the air has been dry. The bricks made yesterday are already about 70% to 80% dry and can be used.

Finally, he chose a location near the salt mountain. He asked people to help transport mud bricks and stones, mixed some mud, and began to build.

After drawing a rough outline of the required area on the ground, he led his men to build the wall bit by bit with mud bricks and mud. To make it stronger, he used more stones and even added a lot of clay to the adhesive mud. However, these materials could only prevent light rain at best. After he got lime and mixed cement, he had to apply a layer of waterproofing on the surface of the kiln.

After the general construction was completed, he felt that one layer of mud bricks was not enough to keep the heat in, so he pasted more than ten centimeters of mud on the outer wall of the kiln, and he was barely satisfied.

"God's messenger! Will our house be like this?" Xiaoshu, who worked with him, looked at the strange building with shining eyes.

Wu Yue choked at the child's words. The cave was built in a semicircle, with no openings other than the door. Not only was it dark inside, but from a distance it looked like a grave mound. Did Xiaoshu actually want to live in a house like this?

A little bit of sadness welled up in him. Rubbing the child's furry head, Wu Yue promised: "The house we live in is much better than this one. It has doors and windows, square walls, and the room is spacious and bright."

"Wow! That's great! That must be a house only gods can live in!" The little tree became more and more excited, raising his arms to show off his little muscles. "God's angel, God's angel, I want to live in a house like this soon. Leave any work to me, I'm very strong!"

Wu Yue pinched the child's skinny arm and laughed, but still agreed: "Okay, we will rely on the little tree to build our house."