Surprisingly, if this grass juice is added alone when tanning animal hides, the effect on tanning animal hides is not significant, but if according to the method taught by Yan Mo, through grass juice 3, red salt 1, water 6 The proportion of tanning stock solution, one part of the stock solution mixed with seven times the water to soak the animal skin, gradually increasing the stock solution every day, and at the same time turning the animal skin frequently, and a series of steps, the final tanned animal skin is much better than the previous effect .
And this discovery also opened Yan Mo's mind. After studying the grass juice, he began to try to use various herbs to make a tanning stock solution to process animal hides in various ways, including the same in the later stage. After repeated research, he found a formula that was close to the modern hide tanning process.
The fur tanned by this formula is not only smooth, not easy to depilate and infested with insects, and will not have fur odor, but also has no less water resistance and anti-drying resistance than modern tanned fur.
This is something for later, let's not mention it for now.
Yan Mo attaches great importance to the eight children sent here, plus the child A Wu, there are nine children in total.
These nine children will directly receive his knowledge education and indoctrination of various ideas. They will not only be his best helpers in the future, but also the backbone talents of the Jiuyuan tribe in the future.
Of course, whether these nine children can really take on the big responsibility depends on the later observation. He didn't just teach these nine children. To put it bluntly, these children were just apprentices for his first test.
When these children came, Yan Mo first gave them a full meal, and then let them rest in the stone house for a night—Nine Wind Wings did not want to stay in this small stone house anymore, and went back to its cave on the cliff.
In order to reassure these children, Yan Mo sent A Wu to them, and let them eat and sleep together.
As soon as Yan Mo left, A Wu was surrounded by his companions.
Yan Mo didn't know what A Wu said to his companions, but he only knew that when he saw these children the next day, they looked at him in the same way that he looked at the primary school teachers when he was a child.
Yan Mo walked into the stone house without saying a word, and only put ten strange-looking stone tools at the door. They looked like the stone picks used by those little monsters, but only one end was sharp, and the other end was made Stone knife shape.
These nine tools came from Yuan Zhan based on Shi Hao's inspiration. When he made a big one, Yan Mo saw it. He was stunned for a while, and asked him for ten smaller ones, and told Yuan Zhan , this thing will be called a pickaxe from now on.
Yan Mo picked up a small pickaxe from the ground, pointed to the remaining nine on the ground, waved to the children in the room, then turned and walked out.
Those children look at me, I look at you, and look at Awu together.
A Wu was also very confused, he tried to step forward to pick up a pickaxe, but seeing that Yan Mo standing outside the house did not respond, he just walked out of the stone house with the pickaxe.
After seeing Awu doing this, the other children also rushed up to grab those pickaxes.
The older children were more powerful, so they pushed the younger ones away, picked and picked inside and walked out of the house each.
Then a few younger ones dared to go up and pick the rest.
Yan Mo stood outside and looked at the children. When he saw those children coming out with pickaxes, he put down the pickaxes without saying a word, and looked at the children.
Those children were confused, Awu scratched his head, looked back at his companions, and while looking at Yan Mo's face, walked over and put down the pickaxe.
So the other kids followed suit.
Yan Mo bent down and grabbed the pickaxe again, and pointed to the children who were left on the ground.
Questions appeared on the children's faces, and they didn't understand what the priest meant.
When Awu hesitated to pick up the pickaxe again, the other children rushed up to grab it again, but this time Yan Mo put the pickaxe on the ground again while the older child pushed the younger one away.
After so many repetitions, no child dared to take those pickaxes again.
"What is the priest doing?" the children whispered.
"What does he want us to do?" The children who couldn't bear their temper began to be irritable. Some people felt cold and couldn't help stomping their feet, looking back longingly at the stone house with a burning fire. It was the warmest place they had slept in in winter. .
A kid with disheveled hair, the tallest, and a pair of very distinctive unibrowed eyebrows looked at Awu, then at the priest who was looking at them with a blank face, took a tentative step, and walked to those pickaxes. Before, grab a handful.
The other children saw that he was going to get the pickaxe again, so they also pushed and pushed forward to get it.
But this time the one-brow child suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
The other children seemed to be a little afraid of the one-word eyebrow child, and they all stopped when they heard his shouts, but the two children who were about the same age as the one-word eyebrow didn't take him seriously, and still went to pick up the pickaxe .
Yizimei ignored the two, and pointed at the youngest child, "You, come here."
The child glanced at Yan Mo first, then walked forward slowly in fear.
Yizimei stuffed the pickaxe in the child's hand, then waved his hand, "Go over there."
The child looked back at his companion, then at the monogram, and finally at Yan Mo. Seeing that the priest had no intention of objecting, he obediently walked aside with the pickaxe.
Yi Zimei bent down and picked up a pickaxe, pointing at the second youngest child, "You, come here."
In this way, Yizimei handed out all the remaining pickaxes on the ground to each child in the order from young to old.
All the children looked at Yan Mo together.
Yan Mo showed the first smile of the day, what he wanted to see could be various scenes, what the monogram showed him was just one of the things he wanted to see.
Seeing the priest's smile, all the children were inexplicably relieved, especially the one-word eyebrow, but his relief was not as obvious as the other children.
Yan Mo took out something from the herbal medicine bag and walked towards the monogram.
Yi Zimei's hands and feet trembled a little, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated. He didn't know if it was right for him to do so, and he didn't know what the priest wanted to do to him. He was afraid, but he also had some indescribable expectations.
The other children also looked at Yan Mo.
Yan Mo walked up to Yizimei, grabbed his little black paw, and put the thing between the little black paws.
The other children were extremely rare, and they all wanted to know what the priest gave Yizimei.
Yi Zimei lowered his head and saw a dark brown fruit about half the size of a thumb placed in the center of his dirty palm, which seemed to have a hard shell.
Although he had never seen this kind of fruit and didn't know what it would do, Yizimei's heart was beating so fast that it was about to pop out of his mouth. He was so excited that his whole body was congested, especially his face, which suddenly became black and red.
The other children couldn't see what the lord priest gave Yizimei, so they were eager to go and see it. One of the two children who didn't listen to Yizimei's words and snatched the pickaxe showed deep jealousy in the eyes. Other children also have a lot of envy and jealousy, but the degree is not as deep as this child.
Yan Mo looked carefully at the expressions of those children, he smiled again, and took out a hazelnut again from the herbal bag. The other children watched him take out something again, and looked at him expectantly.
But this time Yan Mo only raised the hazelnut in his hand at the one-word eyebrow, then put the hazelnut on a stone outside the stone house, raised the pickaxe, and lightly hit the hazelnut.
The outer shell of the hazelnut was cracked, and Yan Mo picked out the snow-white inner flesh and stuffed it into his mouth.
Yi Zimei hesitated for a while, looking at the fruit in his hand a little reluctantly, but he still followed Yan Mo's example and smashed the hazelnut open, but he couldn't control his strength well, and the hazelnut was smashed to pieces.
Zizimei carefully picked up all the broken white inner flesh, and stuffed them all into his mouth.
Immediately, the eyes of the unibrowed kid lit up, delicious! It smells so good!
Yan Mo was very satisfied with the child's reaction, but it was with great difficulty that he directed Er Meng to fry such a pot of hazelnuts. At that time, he lied to Er Meng that it was a medicinal material, and he didn't give him any of it.
After the tools were divided and the rewards were over, Yan Mo waved to these children, turned around again and walked forward.
Awu was the first to follow again. He clenched his fists and vowed in his heart that he would do better than Yizimei this time. He was the first kid who came here and had the longest contact with the priest.
The other children also followed, and Yizimei was the last one this time. He felt like he understood something, but he didn't understand it very well.
Yan Mo walked in front, followed by a group of Douding.
"Jie-?" Jiu Feng was about to go out to hunt. When he saw this group, he was a little curious and followed him for a while.
Yan Mo whistled at it, waved his hand, and let it play by itself.
Jiufeng refused to leave.
The children were terrified because of the mountain god flying above their heads, and they were so curious that they looked up at Jiufeng while walking. As a result, several children fell down while walking.
Yan Mo didn't care what happened next, he just went his own way.
Seeing the dawdling looks of his little friends, Awu was a little anxious, and kept shouting in the Awu dialect: "Follow up, follow up!"
The child who is jealous of the monogram eyebrow has a pair of beautiful big eyes. When he saw a child fell down beside him, he raised his head and looked at Yan Mo in front of him. Seeing that the priest had no intention of turning back, he directly walked around the child who fell down. .
The Yizimei who was walking at the back scratched his head, looked at the priest in front who had no intention of turning back or stopping, turned around and ran back to help the youngest child who was behind, and shouted to the other older child : "Sa!"
The child named Sa was the other of the two who grabbed the pickaxe just now. He heard Yizimei's cry and looked at his movements, and seemed to understand what the other party meant. The child pouted, but still turned around and went back to help pick up those children who fell down.
The brat was not gentle in helping him up, he pushed and yelled at his companions: "Walk, keep up! Next time, don't care!"
Awu also stopped to help, even though he himself was one of the youngest children. In fact, he doesn't understand the meaning of what he is doing now, he just thinks that what can be done with a monogram, he must do it too.
The big eyes who walked to the front heard the movement behind, rolled their eyeballs, and turned back to help the younger children. After helping a child, he raised his head and looked ahead, but he didn't see the priest looking back. This made him very disappointed, so he also shouted: "Get up! Keep up! Don't peek at God!"
There were demonstrations and warnings from the three older children. Those who fell down and could get up by themselves quickly got up, and no one dared to peek at the nine winds in the sky. They all followed Yan Mo obediently and walked forward.
The road was difficult and it was snowing, even though the journey was not far, these children followed Yan Mo for nearly an hour.
The older children were okay, but the younger ones stumbled a bit, the snow was too difficult to walk on.
The three older children were either holding or supporting the one who was walking unsteadily, thinking that it would be too soon, but none of them got rid of their companions who were dragging them down, including the big eyes. The other children also supported each other and walked forward. Whoever fell down and couldn't get up asked others to help him.
But no matter how hard they worked, none of these children were left behind. For these children, the youngest were seven or eight years old, it was nothing to walk non-stop for an hour. A life that takes a long time to go out. And they know that falling behind means never going home.
Yan Mo finally stopped and turned to look at those children.
He is not afraid that these children will be left behind, nor that these children will be taken away by wild beasts, because this area still belongs to Jiufeng's homeland, and they have not even walked out of the gate, which is the salt lake.
But he still quickly scanned the number of children with his eyes. There were nine of them, not one was missing, and no one was injured, but all of them were frozen like quails.
Yan Mo nodded and smiled at all the children, especially the three older children.
The big eyes were excited, and the small breasts stood out.
The bear boy Sa also looked at the priest with bright eyes, and couldn't help but meditate in his heart: Will you give me something to eat? Will you give it
The one-word eyebrow looked a little embarrassed in another direction.
Yan Mo counted out nine hazelnuts this time and distributed one to each child.
All the children were overjoyed. Although they were just an inconspicuous little hazelnut, their expressions seemed to be rewarded by a giant cow.
However, the process of smashing the hazelnuts was not good. There were no stones on the ground, and the hazelnuts fell into the snow without force.
The children all looked sad, and it was the most painful thing to have food but not be able to eat it.
Big Eyes was the most anxious, he turned around twice, and suddenly shouted: "Sa! Use it for me." Big Eyes pointed to Xiongzi Sa's pickaxe.
Sa hugged the pickaxe tightly, looked into the big eyes vigilantly, "No."
The big eyes rushed over to beat him, but Yizimei grabbed his hair.
Big eyes scream.
Eyebrows and teeth bared, "Here you are! Shut up!"
Big eyes looked at the pickaxe stretched out in front of him, and immediately stopped barking, and snatched it over.
Yi Zimei didn't understand why Big Eyes wanted to snatch someone else's pickaxe even if he had one, so he just stared at him, fearing that he would break his pickaxe.
Big Eyes put the monobrow pickaxe on the snow, put his hazelnut in the middle of the pickaxe, and then raised his pickaxe and smashed it lightly.
"Oh!" The children onlookers exclaimed together.
The big eyes picked out the snow-white inner flesh from the broken hazelnut shell, looked at everyone proudly, and then looked at the priest again with big eyes full of expectation.
Yan Mo smiled, took out a hazelnut, and rewarded Big Eye with another one.
When the big eyes took the hazelnut, they couldn't help screaming and jumped up.
That excited little appearance startled Yan Mo too.
Big Eyes didn't eat the second hazelnut, but searched everywhere on his body to hide it.
The other children didn't have time to envy him, they borrowed pickaxes from each other, and each of them couldn't wait to eat the fruit inside the hazelnut.
Yan Mo went to Yizimei again, reached out and rubbed his little head with messy hair, and rewarded him with a hazelnut again.
The little monogram's face is not only red this time, he looks like he's about to steam.
The bear boy looked at the pickaxe he was holding in his arms, and then at the unibrow who was rubbed on the head by the priest, his small face immediately turned into a mournful face, woohoo, he really wanted to be touched by the priest head.
The other children couldn't care less about eating at this time, especially the big eyes. When they saw Yan Mo put his hand on the top of the unibrowed head, they all uttered: "Hey!" The envious expression and tone were like One word eyebrow can become a fairy in no time.
Even Yan Mo didn't expect that his head-touching effect is more powerful than the reward effect, because he didn't know that in the eyes of these children, being touched by the priest is a right that only the patriarch and the clan witch can enjoy. , Yizimei has become the third person after the patriarch and the clan shaman, how can this not make a group of children envious and jealous.
The big eyes howled with jealousy, wishing to pounce on the unibrow and bite it to death. It was obviously his idea, but why was it the unibrow who was touched on the head? Woohoo, if I knew it earlier, he would have used his strange tool for the unibrow first.
Seeing these inexplicably excited children, Yan Mo shrugged, retracted his palm, and pointed to a piece of dry weeds ahead.
The roots of the weeds about one meter to one meter high have been buried by the snow, and the color has all turned yellow.
Yan Mo said to these children for the first time: "This is broom grass. Your task today is to collect a bunch of broom grass and take them home."
The author has something to say: The interview script of the magic stick Yan Mo's lecture:
Reporter: You are a scum, why do you first teach your disciples to love each other and help each other
Yan Mo: Only when my brain is broken will I cultivate a bunch of scumbags to scumbag me.
Reporter: Which disciple do you like most now
Yan Mo: I don't like anyone, a bunch of dirty runny-nosed brats, let's wait until they clean themselves up. Did you see it? They were eating their own snot! ! !
Reporter: Children are like this...