Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

He had already given Heron the blueprints for weapons and armor.

Cang Lu has been a craftsman for half his life, and his tribe's craftsmanship in making ironware was among the best. But even so, when he saw these drawings, he was still stunned.

It was precisely because he understood these things that he realized how delicate and precise the weapons and armor on the blueprints were. Compared with the previous ones, those they produced were simply shoddy.

Now that he had iron ingots and a blacksmith's workshop, Heron couldn't wait to start working.

Fu Cang had been standing here, watching Cang Lu and the blacksmith cast the first spearhead for the Overlord Spear.

The one made by Cang Lu was definitely not on the same level as the one given by Mo Xiaonian, but compared with the weapons of other tribes, it was much more sophisticated.

From now on, his tribe had its own weapons workshop, and weapons were produced here continuously every day.

Fu Cang felt his heart pounding.

You have to know that two years ago, they were still struggling to survive.

Mo Xiaonian was also preparing to start making black gunpowder.

It happened that Fu Cang was at the blast furnace these two days and had no time to take care of herself, so she wanted to find a quiet and safe place to try to make gunpowder.

Mo Xiaonian thought about it and realized that a quiet and safe place would be her own space, where she would definitely not be disturbed by outsiders. So Mo Xiaonian did not go to the administrative center today. Instead, after Fu Cang left, she locked herself in the room and entered her space.

The three materials were already placed in front of Mo Xiaonian, and the proportion system also told her, but looking at these three things, Mo Xiaonian still had a feeling of not knowing how to start.

After taking a few deep breaths, Mo Xiaonian, adhering to the idea that it is better to do it once than to think about it a hundred times, picked up a stone pestle and began to grind the carbon powder.

Fu Cang hurried home in the afternoon.

Because he heard from Yue Lu that Mo Xiaonian did not come to the administrative center today, nor did he go to the fields.

Fu Cang felt a little anxious and thought that Mo Xiaonian was not feeling well.

But when he ran back, what he saw was Mo Xiaonian, whose face was burnt black and even a small part of his hair was burnt.

"Xiao Nian! Xiao Nian, what's wrong with you? How did you do this?"

Fu Cang hurriedly hugged Mo Xiaonian's shoulders and checked her from head to toe. He didn't see any injuries on her, so he felt relieved.

Mo Xiaonian said to Fu Cang with a silly smile: "Hehehe, come on and praise me!"

"Praise you?"

Fu Cang looked at Mo Xiaonian in surprise, and said in confusion: "You are the most beautiful and lovely girl in the world?"

"Oh no, that's not it."

"So you are the kindest and most beautiful girl?"

"Can you please be more careful? Look at what I have made."

Mo Xiaonian placed a bag of black stuff in front of Fu Cang.

“This is…what is this?”

"This is the black powder that can blast rocks apart. With it, it will be much easier for you to mine iron ore. Come on, praise me for being smart!"

"Black powder?!"

Fu Cang looked at the black thing in disbelief, then looked at Mo Xiaonian's face, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Xiao Nian, didn't I tell you not to do something so dangerous by yourself? What if you hurt yourself?"

Mo Xiaonian hurriedly hugged Fu Cang's arm to comfort him.

"Okay, okay, I won't do it again next time. Now I know how to make black powder. I'll tell you the formula and detailed steps. After you learn it, I'll never make this thing again, okay?"

Fu Cang shook his head helplessly.

"Whether I have learned it or not, you are not allowed to do these things again. Come on, I will take you to wash your face. Don't you know that you have turned into a little cat now?"

"Ah? What little cat? Let me take a look."

Mo Xiaonian's mirror is a dressing mirror bought from the space, and the person reflected in it is particularly clear.

When she saw herself in the mirror and the strand of burnt hair, Mo Xiaonian immediately let out a scream.

"Oh my face! Oh my hair? How could this happen!"

"Alright, alright, it's okay, just wash it clean, I'll go get you some hot water."

"But my hair, what should I do with my hair?"

"Hair? How about I cut it for you?"

After Mo Xiaonian washed her face and took care of her hair, she finally looked beautiful again.

Then she became cheerful again.

Fu Cang was even more excited about making black gunpowder than Mo Xiaonian. After knowing the proportions and production steps, he asked Mo Xiaonian to stay away and he started making it in his own yard.

It has to be said that Fu Cang's hands-on ability is much better than Mo Xiaonian's. In addition, with Mo Xiaonian's valuable guidance, Fu Cang successfully produced black gunpowder in just one try without any accidents.

Mo Xiaonian patted his chest and walked over.

"Fortunately, fortunately, I was really afraid that you would blow up our yard! Oh, by the way, you don't know the power of this black powder yet. Wait and try it and you will know."

Fu Cang looked at the pile of black powder in a daze.

"You said these things can blow up those rocks? Why do I find it so incredible?"

"Of course these won't work. We need to make an explosive pack, and then we need to make a fuse. The fuse needs to be longer so that we can hide in a safe place and light the fuse. The spark will follow the fuse all the way to the explosive pack, and then ignite the explosives inside.

However, we don’t know how much explosives are needed to blast the rock without causing danger to people, so we need to slowly explore it.”

Fu Cang nodded vigorously.

"I understand. I'll make some more of this black powder tonight, and then we can make three large, medium and small explosive packs. We can try them out and see what is the most suitable one."

Mo Xiaonian showed an embarrassed expression.

"But sulfur is a very precious thing. I have this much on hand now. You can use it all first, and I will find a way to get more later. By the way, Fu Cang, has Xiao Tu returned with the message?"

"Oh, the news came back that they are now in the valley three days away from us.

There he found a small, newly-formed tribe of only seventy people.

But many people in that tribe are already sick, and Xiao Tu doesn’t know what to do.”