Can these damaged fruits be kept from spoiling?

Wu, Senior Brother, and other people who understood what Han Cheng meant, couldn't help but widen their eyes, looked at the large pile of fruits on the ground, and then looked at the Divine Son who seemed to be confident, and then touched their heads ignorantly.

Could it be that Miko is going to salt these fruits and put them outside to dry, just like he did with salted fish before?

Sprinkle salt on the fruit, and that taste......

Many people from the Qingque tribe who had eaten like this couldn't help grinning.

Or should the fruit be boiled in water, dried in the sun, and then stored? Just like drying wild vegetables before?

They couldn't come up with a good idea.

The senior brother took out some fish, meat, and vegetables for people to boil and drink, and he knew that since Shenzi said so, there must be a solution, and he would not watch these fruits go bad.

After dinner, Han Cheng saw that everyone was not sleepy, so he began to order everyone to do things - find out as many empty jars in the tribe as possible and clean them with water.

The next day, the strong people of the senior brother and the others went to pick the fruits, while the minors and the weak stayed in the tribe and peeled the broken fruits with the only iron knife and a large number of bone knives according to Han Cheng's instructions

Since the people of the Bone Tribe have been fused into the Qingque Tribe, there is not much shortage of bone knives, and most of the people in this tribe are good at making bone tools.

The peeled fruit is put into a large clay pot with water next to it, and after washing, it is sorted into clean wooden baskets for later use.

There is a fire burning under the two large clay jars, and the fire is one fire and two people are taking care of the flames, and there is a small half jar of water in the clay jar, which is burning hot.

"Wow"

A basket of fruit, which resembled peaches, was poured into a water bowl and boiled with a lid on. (Peaches are available in early-ripening May, and there are also stupid peaches that don't ripen until late autumn.)

A fragrance that is different from that of fresh fruit soon spreads.

After boiling for a while, Han Cheng scooped out some and tasted it, it was sweet and sour, and the taste was not bad.

Seeing that these had almost been cooked, Han Cheng asked them to scoop them out of the jar and put them in the large basin that had been prepared long ago to wait for them to cool.

After it is cold, taste it again, and the taste is better than when it is hot.

The people who work here try a small bowl for each person, and everyone is full of praise for eating.

In order to make the fruit taste better, Han Cheng didn't add too much water, so the sugar content in these waters was very high, and if he accidentally splashed on his hands, if he touched it after a while, there would be a sticky feeling.

This rich sourness and sweet taste cannot be compared to simply eating fruit.

Anyone who eats this for the first time is all overwhelmed by the taste.

Bai Xuemei carefully drank a little water, and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

I was reluctant to drink more at one time, and it took a long time to drink a small bowl of boiled fruit juice.

The other people who got the fruit juice were not much different from Bai Xuemei's reactions, they were all extremely cherished, and they were even rarer than the children in later generations who saw candy.

Everyone looked at Han Cheng, their bright eyes full of admiration.

When the broken fruit is treated like this, it becomes so delicious that it is even better than a good fruit!

When they first tasted this taste, they almost wanted to boil all the fruits like this.

Wu watched carefully, ready to record this method again, this time he did not let the stone do it, but prepared to do it himself.

Wrong.

Coming back to his senses from this delicious taste that was different from salt, he remembered something.

After Miko did this, this fruit tasted better than before, but the problem of long-term storage has not been solved, this ......

As he was about to ask, Han Cheng began to have people mix the already cooled flesh with juice and put it into the jar that had been cleaned last night.

After loading, the mouth of the jar was sealed with a large and oily leaf that grew near their tribe, and the outside was pasted with a layer of mixed mud, and then it was carried to the depths of the house for storage.

What Han Cheng did was the original simplified version of the can.

Canned food is such a delicious thing as a weapon against broken fruits.

When I was a child, many people would bring a jar of canned fruit, and in those days, this thing was simply a favorite of children.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......"

There's no 'jingle bells' in the back. ’

The leaves of the trees withered on a large scale, and the white frost fell, dyeing the bright red leaves purple.

The air was completely cold, and everyone's mouth and nose were spewing white mist.

Such a cold can't stop the enthusiasm of the Qingque tribe to strike iron.

The shiny iron was taken out of the furnace and placed on the thick stone slab used for striking iron, and the axe, which had been prepared for a long time, quickly fell and smashed against the red-hot iron, practicing the popular saying 'strike while the iron is hot'.

After two days of beating, the largest piece of iron was finally set.

"Ah~!"

The red-hot iron was put into the water, and in the harsh sound, white heat rose up, and at the same time, there was a bad smell in the air.

Of course, this smell is not good, because the water used for quenching is not ordinary water, but pure child urine!

Han Cheng couldn't remember where he saw it, but he vaguely remembered that the iron tools made in this way had better performance than those made with ordinary water.

For Han Cheng, who wants to improve iron tools in every possible way, such a method will naturally not be let go.

In fact, as long as it is human urine, the reason why it uses child urine is that Han Cheng deliberately raised the threshold, after all, in many places, it is said that child urine is amazing......

The iron smelted this time was more than four catties and less than five catties.

Someone wants to make a knife, someone wants a hammer, someone wants a needle, someone wants an iron arrow......

Relative to the huge demand, these iron are still in a situation where wolves have more meat and less meat.

The first iron object that was made this time was not at all what everyone longed for, not a hammer or an iron knife, nor an iron needle or arrowhead, but an iron rod.

To be precise, it's an iron rod with a relatively sharp end.

The weight of this iron rod is not light, it weighs a pound and a half!

The iron that was only made this time was almost a third of the iron used up by it!

Looking at this freshly baked ironware, everyone in the Qingque tribe looked at each other, they didn't understand, so many things were not built by the gods, how could they just beat such an extremely scrap iron, not very good iron rod out.

Is it intended to be attached to a wooden spear and used to assassinate its prey?

Everyone looked at this iron rod that seemed a little inexplicable, and developed their brains there.