Chapter 510 (1/2)

In the next few days, ye Xi asked Gu to inject magic power into a few bare mulberry trees to give birth to new leaves, while continuing to feed it with broken pieces of source rocks.

Because the first generation of this king silkworm shouldered the hope of mulberry mountain, ye Xi gave it the treatment that even xiaohuajiaojiao did not have.

He personally helped the baby silkworm weave a nest like a bird's nest with soft branches.

He was afraid that the baby silkworm would catch cold in winter. At the bottom of the nest, there was a layer of soft fur rabbit skin, and he was afraid that the silkworm baby would eat the animal's fur carelessly.

The hide in the nest was covered with fresh mulberry leaves which were produced later. The mulberry leaves grown in the cold winter were green and dripping. They looked extremely fresh and had unlimited supply. This baby silkworm was only responsible for waking up and eating hard.

At the most edge of the nest, there is also a circle of jadeite color source stone.

Abundant source stone energy is continuously emitted to moisten the body of silkworm baby.

Finally, ye Xi always put the nest beside the pillow on his Kang, and lived with it to confirm whether it was healthy at any time.

This is how the first generation silkworms live a luxurious and comfortable life.

Half a month later, the whole silkworm became more than one circle as if it were a balloon.

Now the body is as thick as the arm, half a meter long, fat, soft and soft, and a piece of silkworm skin is white to dazzling. It looks naive and charming.

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Late at night.

In the hall, the fire in the fireplace was blazing and the dry wood crackled.

A group of chieftains huddled and huddled by the fireplace, facing the fire, each with a parchment roll in hand, and bent down to learn to read.

When winter comes, everyone is free. We don't have to hunt or be busy on the construction site. Therefore, the precious and painful task of writing has been put on the agenda.

At present, there are more than 40 chieftains in Xicheng, each of whom has a different level of study.

The six chieftains who joined this year don't know a word. Those who are backward now devote themselves to studying every day. Such a group of people who kill and dissect corpses without blinking an eye, just like a bear holding corn cobs, holding a copy of the code, clumsily read words one by one. The hard work makes people feel moved.

Some of the more than 30 chieftains of last year, such as Gongtao chieftain and Tushan chieftain, who have learned very fast, are already teaching their own people. They only occasionally come to Ye Xi's stone house to learn other new words.

The vast majority of the chieftains in Xicheng are reviewing. After three quarters, these complicated characters have become a little strange to them, so they come here from time to time.

”Article 93 of the code, hunting The game the team gets every day must not be hidden or concealed Or less, or... ”

”Whip, whip Flog! Flogging... ”

In the rough and noisy sound of reading words.

Ye Xi was sitting on a stone platform beside the fireplace, holding a fine brush in his hand, and carefully writing on the parchment.

There was a candle with a thick arm beside the roll, and the warm light lit up the whole scroll.

In this wild world, he often fought with blood, but he seldom wrote. Gradually, some familiar words became strange, and some words even had to think about before they could be written.

He thought that maybe with the passage of time, one day he would completely forget how to write some words. Therefore, ye Xi decided to write something every day in winter, and by the way, he could leave something for Xicheng.