"Brother Cheng, what is that?"

Carrying half a clay pot of loaches, Bai Xuemei, who was extremely happy, jumped to Han Cheng and asked him to see their harvest.

After a while, she saw something, pointed her finger to a place not far from the river bank, and asked Han Cheng.

Han Cheng, who was also very excited looking at these loaches, looked in the direction pointed by Bai Xuemei. He saw a yellow and reddish thing on the river bank half a meter away from the river, with the luster of some motor oil dripping into the water.

This thing is very common in places like small rivers, streams, and mud ditches.

Han Cheng, when he was a child, also asked adults this question and the answer he got was eel urine.

Han Cheng believed it without a doubt until he grew up, when he learned the true appearance of this thing from his teammates.

It's not eel urine, but iron bacteria.

Han Cheng told her the name of the iron bacteria.

Sister Bai Xue didn’t know what bacteria were, and she didn’t ask any further questions. She just nodded vigorously.

Han Cheng, in a good mood, took the empty card and loach, and happily returned to the tribe with Bai Xuemei and the others in anticipation of eating delicious food.

There was a relatively famous dish, whose name Han Cheng couldn't remember, but he remembered the cooking method clearly.

First, keep the loach in clean water for a few days, change the water frequently, and let it spit out the mud and sand in its stomach.

Then put the live loach in the pot, add water and start to boil. When the water is so hot that the loach can't bear it, put a piece of tofu in it.

These loaches that can't stand the scalding water will crawl into the cooler tofu and be cooked together...

There are no beans in the Qingque tribe, so naturally there is no tofu. A skilled cook cannot cook without rice, so Han Cheng could only think about this dish in his mind.

However, there are many ways to eat loach, and you don’t have to stick to just this one.

All the loaches that were caught were killed, and then leaves of a kind of tree called "Paulownia" were found, wrapped around the loaches and pulled back to rub.

The surface of the mulberry leaves is very rough and can pull the mucus off the loach's body.

After that, they are gutted and marinated with salt for an hour or two, then fried in animal oil until golden brown. The taste is surprisingly good.

The only regret is that there is no flour.

Otherwise, wrap it in flour and fry it in a pan. The taste is absolutely unforgettable, and the kids next door are crying for it.

It seems that there is no need to go through so much trouble. The fried loaches have already made everyone in the tribe praise them and their mouths are full of oil!

Although a lot of loaches were caught this time, there were too many people in the Green Bird tribe, so one loach was not enough for each person.

Of course, such a small number of loaches was not enough to satisfy their appetite, so Chen and several other young men began to imitate Han Cheng and started making cards to catch loaches, shouting that they would catch all the loaches in the river and eat them.

Han Cheng also worked with them and found some feathers to tie to the top of the card.

“Pah, pah, pah!”

A few soft sounds were heard on the river bank, and Han Cheng slapped his head hard.

Sister Bai Xue, who was holding a card with dozens of earthworms on it, was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to grab brother Cheng who was hurting himself.

Han Cheng certainly wasn't depressed and wanted to beat himself up to the point of having a concussion, but he suddenly thought of something.

"You play these cards, give me the jar!"

Han Cheng spoke with great excitement, and without waiting for Bai Xuemei to react, he picked up the pottery jar next to Bai Xuemei, and jumped directly into the river bank in Bai Xuemei's extremely shocked eyes.

I didn't jump into the river, and the riverbed wasn't entirely filled with water.

Han Cheng didn't care whether the mud would dirty his straw sandals. He quickly went to the patch of iron bacteria that Bai Xue asked him about yesterday, found a piece of bark, and carefully put the iron bacteria, which were very similar in color to rust, into a jar along with some mud underneath.

It was not surprising that he lost his composure because he suddenly remembered something that teammate had said when introducing iron bacteria.

The iron content of these iron bacteria is very high!

Since the iron content is high, does that mean that these things can be used to refine iron into blocks?

Even if these iron bacteria are not as productive as iron ore, as long as they can be smelted to produce some iron, it will be fine even if it can only make a small iron knife or a small iron chisel!

With such a tool in hand, Han Cheng is confident that he can make a usable plow!

Sister Bai Xue and other people by the river didn't know why the Son of God suddenly became so excited and took those ordinary iron bacteria so seriously.

Is this thing edible?

Just like salt, adding it makes food extra delicious?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but become excited. After digging the Kayan River, they also followed Han Cheng's example and looked for iron bacteria and collected them.

By the afternoon, the iron bacteria had filled half of the pottery jar, weighing about five or six pounds.

Han Cheng scooped out a ball of iron bacteria from the jar, rolled it into the size of a ping-pong ball with his hands, and placed it on a stone slab to dry.

These iron bacteria containing mud are heavier to pick up than mud of similar size.

Han Cheng was delighted, it seemed that this iron tool had potential!

The Son of God's strange behavior quickly attracted the attention of the Qingque tribe.

Something harder than stone? Stronger than stone?

The witch looked at the lumps of mud placed on the stone slab in front of him and found it difficult to connect them with what the Son of God had just said.

Stone is the hardest and most solid thing that Wu and the people of the Green Bird tribe have ever seen. He really can't imagine what kind of thing is harder and stronger than stone.

It's not just him, the rest of the Qingque tribe is the same.

Is this thing as hard as rock?

Wu looked at the mud ball at the edge and began to murmur in his heart. There was a mark on the mud ball that he had just made with his fingers.

This is just ordinary mud, right?

As he thought about this, the doubts in his heart suddenly lessened a lot, because he remembered the pottery and cement in the tribe.

These two things, one is soil, and the other is ash that cannot be gathered into a pile, will eventually become extremely solid...

After a short while of relief, doubts began to arise again.

The Son of God said that he could use this thing called iron to create more useful tools.

This thing is harder than stone, how can it be forged?

I can’t figure it out. I can’t figure it out…

Wu shook his head, feeling dizzy all over.

Let’s see what Shi Shenzi does next.

The witch used the old method again - wait and see.

When you are surrounded by mountains and rivers and think there is no way out, you will find another village when you look up.

This poem by Lu You is really well written.

Han Cheng looked at the mud lumps on the stone slab in front of him that looked like force balls, and felt sincerely moved.

As for Wu and the others, Han Cheng was not going to explain too much now. Once the iron was smelted and the tools were made, everything would become clear.