Chapter 262: Silkworms, planting bushes, seedlings, and the coming Donkey Tribe.

A delicate breeze blew, and the wind chimes beneath the eaves tinkled softly. The lazy spring solar bathed all the things in heat.

Han Cheng sat in opposition to the southern wall, holding a stick in his hand. He rigorously examined it in entrance of his eyes, straining his eyes a bit, however he nonetheless could not see any patterns on the stick.

Han Cheng rubbed his barely sore eyes and put the stick again into the clay pot by his toes.

The clay pot was dry, and a few tender yellow leaves inside had been this yr’s newly sprouted mulberry leaves.

He by no means forgot concerning the silkworms. Even with the present technological means, even when he managed to lift silkworms, turning the fragile silkworm silk into magnificent silk was virtually unattainable. Nevertheless, Han Cheng by no means gave up the thought of elevating silkworms.

The silkworms had been nonetheless fairly primitive, removed from mature home silkworms, and there was nonetheless an extended technique to go. Since that was the case, he determined to begin with a small-scale breeding.

Not for making silk however to domesticate silkworms that might produce bigger and higher cocoons.

In comparison with the development of weaving know-how, the evolution of silkworm cocoons was undoubtedly harder and required a very long time of generation-by-generation cultivation.

When the weaving strategies reached the purpose the place they may use silk to weave silk, it might be too late to begin cultivating home silkworms.

After ready for some time and never seeing any silkworm larvae emerge from the silkworm seeds, Han Cheng positioned the small clay pot on the windowsill and walked in the direction of the courtyard exterior.

Outdoors the Inexperienced Sparrow Tribe, it was a busy scene.

Led by the Eldest Senior Brother, they had been utilizing spades to dig one thing on the softened land after a winter.

They weren’t plowing the land however digging holes.

The digging spots had been on the east facet of the Inexperienced Sparrow Tribe, on the open house bordering the forest, and close to the small river a long way away from the Inexperienced Sparrow Tribe.

These pits had been dug about each two meters.

Do not doubt why they dug so precisely as a result of the Lame was measuring with a two-meter-long stick.

These pits stretched from the small river on the south facet to the foot of the mountain two or three miles away.

There have been two rows of such pits.

After somebody dug the pit, the individual behind them picked up a small sapling and put it within the dug pit. Following the earlier demonstration of the Divine Little one, they straightened the sapling whereas Liang subsequent to them used a spade to tamp the soil piled up on the pit’s edge and firmly packed it with their toes.

He was doing it very critically, however he did not fairly perceive the Divine Kid’s clarification that these sticks would develop into bushes when the time got here.

After looking forward to some time, Han Cheng pulled out just a few sticks that Qi Qiu had inserted the wrong way up and reinserted them.

He was attempting to develop this space as a nursery, primarily planting mulberry branches and a few fruit bushes. Han Cheng did not know whether or not these fruit bushes would succeed.

The fruits presently primarily weren’t as tasty as these in later generations.

Fruits with small pits and plenty of flesh had been thought of heretical, whereas fruits with thick pores and skin, little flesh, massive pits, and a nasty style had been mainstream.

Fascinated by it, one may perceive. In any case, the fruits eaten in later generations had undergone numerous generations and breeding methods to lastly grow to be what they had been, naturally significantly better than these primitive, pure wild ones now.

Han Cheng knew little about fruit tree cultivation. One methodology was grafting, and the opposite was choice, just like cultivating rapeseed.

Nevertheless, it doesn’t matter what, this needed to be explored and tried. With extra exploration, the expertise would steadily accumulate.

“Somebody’s right here! Somebody’s right here!”

The individual standing on the low wall to the east shouted.

Earlier than he shouted, the Eldest Senior Brother digging pits within the east with others had already seen the guests.

As a result of these individuals got here from the forest to the east.

After a quick second of pressure, it shortly calmed down. The guests had been from the Donkey Tribe, not enemies.

Han Cheng was just a little puzzled. It was only the start of spring; why had been individuals from the Donkey Tribe right here? Hadn’t he given them sufficient salt earlier than?

After confirming the guests’ identities, the Eldest Senior Brother requested the Third Senior Brother and others to place away their bows.

The Third Senior Brother and the others had been very vigilant. In addition they introduced bows and arrows once they got here out to dig pits.

The chief of the Donkey Tribe appeared on the curved wooden carried by the individuals of this tribe behind their backs, puzzled.

Utilizing such curved wooden as a weapon, he did not perceive what this rich tribe was considering. They even handled it so solemnly.

That curved wooden was far much less deadly than the picket sticks with bone fragments held by different individuals on this tribe.