As for the green onions, they were almost gone. Ma Yue was quite generous by occasionally sprinkling some green onions into the fish soup in the big pot of rice.
After enjoying the delicious taste of chopped green onions, I'll have more people planting green onions next year. Even primitive people were pragmatic; they only became motivated to work when they experienced the benefits.
Don't underestimate the fried chopped green onions. They greatly enhance the taste of the meat and fish soup, and their deliciousness has been highly recognized by many tribal members.
The harvest of green grass is not much, so a combination of meat and vegetables is of course the most reasonable. As I said, we will have a greater harvest tomorrow by expanding the planting area, right?
Now that the houses are built, there's plenty of labor left, men, women, old, and young. Let's assign some of them to till the soil first.
It didn't matter if you used a bone shovel, a knife, or even a wooden stick, as long as you could plow the soil, Ma Yue couldn't do anything about how fast or slow it was. With these tools and work efficiency, growing vegetables and herbs was barely enough, but large-scale planting of grains was sheer nonsense!
Vegetables and birds have become little leaders in planting. They feel happy and have a sense of accomplishment.
Should we get some farmyard manure or something? We've finally managed to get some arable land, so increasing the yield would be a plus, right?
So, on a whim, Ma Yue once again issued instructions to build a simple wood toilet inside the wall. They couldn't just pee and poop anywhere, right? And if they collected some feces, wouldn't it be fertilizer for the fields next year? Ma Yue was just imagining things.
Toilets are not for people to live in, so they are much simpler to build. Strength lies in numbers, and houses can be built. Isn’t a simple toilet made of wood a piece of cake?
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