Very sweet? Very delicious?

Although no one knew what the candy that the Son of God was talking about was, the people around him grasped the key points. When they heard the words "very sweet and delicious", their eyes immediately lit up.

The Son of God is recognized as the most picky eater in the tribe. He said that everything was very sweet and delicious, so it seemed that this thing called candy wouldn't taste bad either.

Therefore, stimulated by Han Cheng's sweet and delicious food, the group of foodies worked quickly, and in a short while, all the fruits in the pottery basin were cut into small pieces.

Some people held a knife in their hands, slurped their saliva and asked if it was enough. If not, they could take another bowl of peeled fruits and do the same thing.

Sure enough, as long as the food is delicious, foodies can always exert tremendous power.

Han Cheng quickly waved his hand and said that it was enough, and asked these people to continue peeling the fruit here to prepare for canning, while he and another person carried a large basin of chopped fruit towards the stone mill.

Then he found some clean water, cans, spoons and other things, and poured water into the mill along the eye. After carefully cleaning it inside and out, Han Cheng began to stand there holding the wooden handle and turning the millstone around in circles.

At the side, Bai Xue, who was pregnant, scooped up the chopped fruit with a wooden spoon and poured it into the grinding hole. They cooperated with each other very well.

Now Han Cheng no longer allows Bai Xue to do any heavy work, after all, she is pregnant.

However, it is still possible to scoop up the crushed fruit and pour it into the millstone.

As the millstone turned in circles, the fruits poured into the millstone were easily crushed by the millstone. The juice mixed with the crushed fruit pulp flowed out from around the millstone, and finally gathered together and flowed into the pottery jar placed below.

The most delicious part of a fruit is not the flesh, but the juice it contains.

If Han Cheng wants to make fruit candy, he can only use fruit juice.

There was no juicer in the tribe, so Han Cheng thought of the stone mill in the tribe.

This thing can grind the soaked beans into juice, so dealing with softer fruits is naturally no problem.

Just like ground beans, they need to be filtered.

However, with the experience of grinding tofu, doing such a thing was not difficult for Han Cheng.

As the stone mill turned round and round, a large basin of chopped fruit was ground up, and one and a half jars of fruit juice appeared on the ground.

Han Cheng found a sling made of fine linen and a stick used for grinding tofu, washed it with water, and hung it on a horizontal bar not far away.

He found a clean basin and placed it underneath, poured the fruit juice in the jar into it, then held one side of the two crossed sticks of the sling with both hands and began to shake it back and forth, up and down.

As Han Cheng moved, the juice of the fruits turned into a line and flowed down from the lowest point of the sling.

In the end, all that was left in the sling was the ground fruit pulp.

If you want to make fruit juice sweeter, in addition to adding sugar to increase the sugar content, another way is to reduce the water content in the fruit juice.

Reducing the amount of water is easy. Just pour the juice into a clay pot and boil it over high fire. This is very similar to boiling salt in the tribe.

The hand drill was whirring, and soon flames began to rise.

As the flame continued to burn, the juice in the big jar began to boil, and streams of white steam came out.

As the water continues to evaporate, the juice in the pottery jar shows signs of thickening and also emits a sweet smell.

Today is the second day of the tribe’s three-day holiday. People in the tribe are relatively relaxed. Seeing Han Dashenzi tinkering with something here, many people came over to watch.

Those who were peeling fruit for canning couldn't help it anymore. They put down their work, came here, and joined the crowd of onlookers.

Smelling the rich sweet fruit aroma in the air and looking at the fruit juice in the jar that had become sticky and bubbling up, many of the people around couldn't stop licking their lips!

"Remove most of the firewood from the bottom and reduce the fire!"

Han Cheng gave instructions to the person squatting there to burn the fire, while he kept stirring the pot vigorously with the long-handled wooden spoon in his hand.

Han Cheng had never made sugar from fruit juice before, but when he was a child, he made syrup with the white sugar available at home.

When doing this, the fire must be low and the mixture must be stirred quickly, otherwise the sticky syrup will quickly become mushy and taste not only mushy but also bitter.

At this time, as the water continued to evaporate, the juice in the pottery jar became more and more thick and viscous, and looked somewhat similar to the syrup he had cooked at the beginning. Han Cheng issued such an order based on his childhood experience. Otherwise, it would be a pity that the syrup was about to be ready, but it would be ruined here in the end!

Upon hearing this, the man who was burning the fire immediately followed Han Cheng's instructions. After waiting for a while and seeing that the charcoal fire below was very strong, he shoveled some sand and soil into the fire pit with a shovel.

Han Cheng stirred it for a while and saw that the fruit juice was becoming thicker and thicker, and the sweetness it emitted was becoming stronger and stronger, so he asked someone to bring a few clean ceramic bowls.

He used a wooden spoon to scoop the fruit syrup from the jar into the bowl.

The slightly yellowish yet bright syrup slowly slid into the ceramic bowl, drawing a bright and attractive thread in the air.

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

The people around them all consciously quieted down at this time. Smelling the rich sweetness in the air and looking at the extremely tempting syrup in front of them, many people subconsciously began to swallow their saliva.

Because this thing looks so delicious!

It takes a lot of sugar to make pure fruit juice, and the temperature difference between day and night in the Qingque tribe is not big, so it is far from the level of wearing fur in the morning and gauze in the afternoon and eating watermelon around the stove. It is not conducive to the accumulation of sugar in the fruit, so the sugar content is not too high.

That's why, a large bowl of fruit can only make two and a half bowls of syrup, and they are not very big bowls at that.

After waiting for a while, the syrup in the bowl had solidified into lumps, which were a bit translucent and looked pretty good.

Han Cheng found a thinner copper knife and pried the edge of the bowl in circles a few times, and the large piece of sugar in the bowl was pried up.

Under the eager gazes of the crowd, Han Cheng used the back of a copper knife to knock off a small piece from above and put it into his mouth.

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

As Han Cheng put the candy into his mouth, the surroundings could be heard with the sound of people swallowing saliva, and even Wu was no exception.

When the freshly made fruit candy enters your mouth, a sweet taste immediately spreads in your mouth, along with the taste that Han Cheng calls red fruit.

It’s not as sweet as honey, but it’s better than canned fruit juice.

Overall, the taste is pretty good.

Han Cheng carefully tasted the fruit candy he had made himself, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly from time to time to show his satisfaction with his craftsmanship.

When Han Cheng came back to his senses from the joy of successfully making fruit candy, he found that everyone around him was looking at his mouth and swallowing their saliva.

This situation made Han Cheng a little panicked.

It's okay for a female primitive to look at her own mouth and swallow her saliva, but why are you big men with unshaven beards doing the same?

Han Cheng knocked off two more pieces with the back of the knife, giving one to Wu and the other to his eldest brother.

The two took it, looked at it carefully in their hands, and then put it into their mouths reluctantly.

After taking the fruit candy, Wu's eyes suddenly widened, and a faint light shone through his cloudy eyes.

The eldest brother's reaction was the opposite of Wu's. His eyes narrowed, but his eyes were filled with joy and enjoyment.

Looking at Wu and the eldest senior brother who were only busy eating candies and didn't even bother to talk, and then looking at the people around them who were so greedy, Han Cheng sniffed slightly with a piece of fruit candy in his mouth.

Well, don’t even think about saving this little bit of sugar that we just made.

He immediately asked someone to bring a clean ceramic basin without any water. Han Cheng took the piece of fruit candy in one hand and the copper knife in the other and began to hit it with the back of the knife.

As Han Cheng knocked, the bowl-shaped sugar block began to break into pieces, and the yellowish sugar blocks fell into the ceramic basin below, making a pleasant sound.

After knocking out a large piece of candy, Han Cheng did not stop to distribute candy to everyone. Instead, he used the copper knife in his hand to carefully pry out the candies in the other two bowls and smashed them with the back of the copper knife.

With so many people, it is obviously not enough to just knock on one piece.

"Come on, have some candy!"

Han Cheng put the copper knife aside, then held up the basin of crushed sugar and spoke to everyone.

"Open your mouth, ah~"

Then he said this to the little girl with two pigtails who was closest to him, opening his mouth wide as he spoke.

The little girl also imitated Han Cheng and opened her mouth wide. Han Cheng picked up a piece of fruit candy and put it into the little girl's mouth.

"sweet!"

After taking the fruit candy that she had never tasted before, the little girl was so excited that she jumped all over. She stuffed the candy in her mouth, making a rustling sound, and spoke happily.

Then, the rest of the minors also opened their mouths wide, waiting to be fed by the Son of God, looking like baby swallows with their mouths wide open waiting to be fed by the big birds.

韩成就用手捏起糖块一路的喂过去，等到这些小家伙们一个个都吃着糖块，快活的叽叽喳喳的叫个不停的时候，本就不多的糖就剩下一小半了。

看着这些孩子们欢快的模样，不管是韩成还是部落里的其他人都忍不住的满心欢喜，比自己吃到了糖块都要快活。

盆子里剩下的水果糖虽然不多了，但是韩成还是凭实力让部落的所有人，都吃到了这第一批熬煮出来的水果糖。

这个看似很是艰难的问题，根本就难为不住韩成。

因为在上小学一年级的时候，他班上的一个伙伴一天上学来的时候，用手捂住书包口，然后一脸骄傲的向班里面的所有人宣布，他要给大家发糖吃，而且还是一人十颗的那种！

当时整个班级都沸腾了起来，全部都用崇拜和期待的眼神看着这个神气的同学。

韩成同样也是小心肝砰砰直跳。

十颗糖啊！

对于那个时代的孩子们而言可真的不是一个小数目！

然后，在所有人期待注视下，这家伙一脸傲然的从书包里掏出来了一袋一斤装的白砂糖……

韩成永远都忘不了那家伙给班上的三四十人一人发了十颗糖，然后糖袋子看起来还跟满的一样的情景……

有了这家伙如此优秀的操作在前，这时候的韩成要是找不到让部落里剩下的人，都能品尝到这第一批制造出来的糖的办法才是怪事。

“好吃!甜！”

虽然除了少数的几个成年人之外，其余的人，在韩大神子骚气的操作之下，都只分到了一点点，但这一点都不妨碍众人给出这种由神子新制造的、叫做糖块的东西高度的评价！

“甜了那就多制作一点出来！”

韩大神子很是豪气的挥挥手说道。

反正自从他过来之后，果子这些东西，在部落的食谱当中就已经处在辅助地位，成为了茶余饭后的点缀品。

而且不少水果都是用来酿造果醋和果酒以及用来熬煮水果罐头了。

并且在韩成有意识的推动之下，部落里的人，将周围的一些杂树都给抛掉，栽上了果树。

这其中，兔八哥这个专门的园丁对这些事情最为熟练。

在这样的情况下，青雀部落的果子多的会浪费倒不至于，很充裕却是真的。

用来多熬一些糖还是可以的，

于是，说好了要放三天小长假的人们，在第二天的就自发的结束了自己的休假，摘取成熟的果子的摘取果子，切果子的切果子，推磨的推磨……开始了热火朝天的熬糖事业。

部落里的未成年人们，在品尝的到了那滋味美妙的、硬质的水果糖之后，一个个也都是热情高涨，跟在大人们的身后去捡果子，各种帮忙，赶都赶不走的那种。

于是，在未来的一段儿时间里，青雀部落的一片范围里，都被笼罩在熬煮水果糖的甜香之中。

就在人们还满足于吃那种敲打下来的、成块的水果糖的时候，见多识广的很大神子，已经让黑娃烧制出来了一批带有很多小坑的陶板，带釉的那种。

然后将熬煮出来的糖稀一点点的倒在这些小坑里面，冷却凝固之后，弄出来就是一块块规则的小糖块。

不吃的时候就装在竹筒里，吃的时候就从竹筒里倒出来几块，包装纸都不需要，十分的方便。

将熬煮好的糖稀往模子里面倒这样的事情，经常舀起铜汁往模子里面倒的二师兄作为熟练，这就是熟能生巧了。

而当人们为神子的这种发明雀跃不已的时候，韩大神子又有了新发明。

在二师兄又一次的将熬出来的糖稀浇进模子里面的时候，韩成拿着一把截成一小段一小段的小竹枝过来了。

并顺手将手里的小竹枝一一的插进还没有凝固的糖块里。

等到糖稀凝固之后，手指拎着小竹枝轻轻的往上一提，一个棒棒糖也就出现了。

这种被神子称之为‘棒棒糖’的糖果刚一出现，立刻就受到了部落里所有人的热捧。

不仅仅围未成年人们喜欢，就连部落里的成年人们，也都是酷爱这棒棒糖。

因为这种糖果吃上一会儿可以捏着竹枝拿在手里，这样的话，一个糖果就能吃上一天了！

于是，在如今的青雀部落，看到一个胡子拉碴、五大三粗的大老爷们，嘴里叼着一根棒棒糖，不时还拿出来左右看看，等上一会儿才又稀稀罕罕重新放到嘴里去吃的情景，一点都不要觉得惊讶……

这种用模子制造来给糖稀塑型的办法，以及趁糖稀还没有硬下来的时候，给糖稀上扎上一根小竹枝，从而可以让这一块糖拿在手里吃的创意，一下子就给手巧的黑娃打开了一扇新的大门。

除了最为常规的、那种长方体的模子之外，他又琢磨着弄出来了一些其他比较复杂种类的模子。

其中最为受部落众人喜爱的，是那种拥有两个翅膀的蝴蝶造型的糖。

许多人拿在手里都不舍得吃。

最容易让人受到惊吓的，是青雀造型的糖。

这东西造出来就不是让人吃的，简直成为让人拜的一样。

整个部落里，除了韩成这个凶残的神子可以毫无顾忌的吃这种青雀造型的糖果之外，其余人都不敢吃，巫这个不成功的老神棍，更是想要拿着将之和图腾柱放在一起。

“咯嘣！”

看着韩成一口将手里青雀造型的糖果，整颗脑袋都给咬了下来，并嚼的咯嘣咯嘣作响的样子，巫身子就是一阵儿的哆嗦。

这实在是太凶残了！

巫看着韩成吃的这样的香甜，津津有味的样子，经过了好一番的心理挣扎之后，终于打消了把手里的糖果和图腾柱放到一起的打算，而是将之往嘴边凑。

凑到嘴边犹豫了好一阵儿之后，最后还是没能张开嘴咬上一下。

而是把手里的这个糖给了韩成，自己找来了一根普通的棒棒糖在那里吃。

韩成不再让二师兄做这种青雀造型的糖果了，不然继续制造下去，非的给他吃出毛病不可……

糖果的出现，让整个青雀部落一下子都变得更为有色彩了起来。

这样过了几天之后，忙碌过秋收的人们，开始带着工具、食物这些东西，沿着之前修建出来的道路，一路往西而去。

秋收已过，经历过短暂休息的他们，又该继续开始修建这条很是重要的道路了。

不过和秋收前相比，前去修路的人要少一点。

因为大规模的秋收虽然结束了，但还有不少零碎的活计都需要做。

摘果子、酿酒、酿醋这些，把那三四百亩麻进行收割，并清理沤麻池子、对开辟出来的一些土地进行修缮，把夏季被水冲垮的一些排水沟进行修补，并安排一些人到盐山那里继续开辟耕地，这些都需要人来做。

除此之外，还需要一定的人手开始割青草进行晾晒，而后储藏起来，冬天的时候好用。

部落里的牲口群越来越多了，一冬天需要吃上许多的草料。

虽然部落里收获了许许多多、被石磙碾压的比较柔软的谷子杆可以用来喂养牲口，但单纯的喂谷子杆是不成的，牲口不爱吃，而且也容易掉膘。

需要用收集储藏的干草，和谷子杆一起喂。

说个不太好听的，这干草对于牲口而言，就相当于下饭的菜。

黑娃、二师兄等这一批人也没有闲着，开始大规模的铸造青铜刺，用来往藤盾上装。

跛等人也没有闲着，继续编织头盔这些东西。

稍作休息的青雀部落，再一次开始全力运转了起来。

在这样的日子里，韩成没有出去，因为这些事情都是部落里的人已经做熟的，不需要他进行指导，只要安排下去就能做好。

除了这个理由之外，还有一个原因就是白雪妹的肚子越来越大，这时候出远门韩成自己都不放心。

虽然白雪妹已经不是第一次生产了，但韩成就是放心不下，更是做不到部落里的许多男性成年人那样，淡然处之。

在这样的时光里，韩成的日子过的很是闲适。

没事了带着小豌豆，领着大肚子婆娘白雪妹，后面再跟着狗子，去到地里捉上一些蚂蚱来喂部落里的小鸭子。

有时候也会和部落里的人一起去摘取果子。

秋天的时候，天空本就显得高远，尤其是现在，部落周遭的土地里庄稼都已经被收割，更是显得天高地阔。

在这样的时候在外面行走，总是让人觉得有种心胸开阔的感觉。

至于有时候会飘摇而下的一些黄叶，在韩成眼里直接就成为了花蝴蝶一般的存在，没有感受到一点秋天的寂寥……

秋天到了，夜晚的时候空气变得比较凉爽，但一些时候，秋老虎依然会发威。

就比如现在。

瓦蓝的天空之中没有一朵白云，就连振翅飞翔的鸟儿都没有见到一只，天空之上只有一轮白花花的大太阳，在持续不断的散发着热量。

Looking around, there was dazzling sunlight everywhere.

There was not a breath of wind, and the air was so hot that it was almost suffocating.

When people sit in the shade, even if they don't move, their bodies will sweat.

Fu Jiang lay listlessly on the ground with his tongue hanging out. The two pandas just stayed in the pool and were unwilling to come out.

In weather like this, it really makes people wonder whether it is still autumn.

The hot and humid weather not only makes people feel uncomfortable, but also seriously affects their appetite.

At noon, the tribe prepared their meals and started eating. In the past, people would be extremely excited when it was time to eat, but now they were not so excited anymore.

Except for a small group of people represented by the second brother, the rest of the people ate haphazardly.

Ever since Huo Yi and Huo Er passed away one after another, he became the oldest witch in the tribe, and he only ate half a bowl of millet porridge and stopped eating.

Han Cheng had no appetite. He looked at the rice in the bowl and just didn't want to put it in his mouth.

This can't go on like this! Not being able to eat is a big problem.

For this foodie, this is the most worrying thing.

"How could I forget this thing!"

Han Cheng suddenly slapped his head and stood up in surprise...