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Chapter 11 Shell Knife

The morning sun rose and slowly dispersed the fog in the forest.

Jian Mo sat under the sun, spinning the thread slowly with a spindle in his hand, listening to the chatter of the people around him.

They are gathered here and will collect it later.

Just when Jian Mo was drowsy, Zhou Zhou next to him said angrily about the shell knives: "I broke three shell knives this morning. One by one, I almost couldn't even eat breakfast."

"Why does it break so easily? Did you put the shell knife next to the fire pit?"

"No, it's stored well on the shelf. I don't move it much. Who would have thought that it looked fine, but it broke as soon as I used it? ."

After hearing this, everyone said that several of their shell knives had broken.

Jian Mo couldn't help but nodded in agreement. He had also worn out a lot of shell knives during this period. Some of them suddenly cracked when cutting things, and some were fine the last time he used them. He will think about it next time he picks them up. After using it, I found that it was torn apart.

Qing Kuo listened to everyone's complaints and said: "The shell knives collected in the last batch have been almost used. We have taken the time to pick new ones in the past two days."

Zhou Fu gritted his teeth: "I will definitely pick a few more this time. !"

Jian Mo was curious: "Where should I pick the shell knife? In the river?"

Zhou Fu shook his head: "The shells in the river are not big enough, and they are not hard enough. You will know when you see them. "

The curiosity in Jian Mo's eyes became stronger. Seeing him like this, Zhou

Fu said, "How about we go pick it up tomorrow? It just so happens that Jian Mo hasn't seen it before, so take him to see it." Qing Kuo turned to look at Jian Mo. Mo glanced at it and agreed: "Okay, I'll tell the orcs later."

The people were almost here, and everyone set out to collect.

Today I was going to collect a kind of nut called Hougou fruit. Jian Mo looked through his memory and couldn't remember what kind of nut it was.

When they arrived at the place, Jian Mo discovered that the Hougou fruit looked a bit like an enlarged peach, except that its pulp was inedible.

There are many fruits on the tree. Jian Mo is good at climbing trees and mainly picks them under the trees.

Everyone took care of him and shook off the fruit one after another.

Jian Mo also gained a lot just by picking up fruits under the tree.

At night, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong sat by the fire pit, using the firelight to remove the pulp of the Hougou fruit, leaving only the nuts inside.

These nuts can be dried in the sun and can be stored for several years, making them an excellent winter storage food.

Jian Mo talked about the shell knife: "Qing Kuo said we will collect the shell knife tomorrow."

Wu Jiong: "He told us to leave early tomorrow."

Jian Mo: "Then I will marinate the meat for tomorrow. You can eat it when you wake up and make a fire."

Wu Jiong took the Hougou Guo from his hand and said, "Go early, I will take care of these Hougou Guo."

Everyone agreed to leave early the next morning.

Therefore, before dawn, most people in the tribe are awake.

Jian Mo yawned, brushed her teeth and washed her face, then sat by the firepit to make breakfast.

After a simple breakfast, he followed Wu Jiong to the open space to gather.

Today it was rare for orcs and sub-orcs to move together. Jian Mo took a look and found that the people who came were all in pairs.

Qing Kuo and his friend Di Ya, Zhou Fu and his friend Jiu Yin, Xi Lu and his prospective partner Xuan Yin... After all, only Jian Mo and Wu Jiong are single.

Jian Mo looked at the pairs of people and wanted to take back his steps.

Zhou Fu sat on the back of his partner who had transformed into a giant beast - it was a reddish-brown giant fox. He greeted Jian Mo enthusiastically: "Jian Mo, you came very early too. Are you particularly curious about the shell knife? Haha?"

Jian Mo nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Fu: "Then go to the clan leader quickly, we are ready to set off."

Wu Jiong has turned into a giant wolf, waiting for him silently behind him.

Jian Mo didn't show any pretense and crawled from Wu Jiong's front legs to his back.

There are a dozen teams in total today.

Qing Kuo's friend Di Ya takes the lead - that is also a huge white wolf and Wu Jiong's cousin.

But compared to the cool and handsome Wu Jiong, Jian Mo always felt that the white wolf who always grinned and smiled was like a friendly Samoyed, and he looked quite friendly.

The orcs ran against the wind, and the sub-orcs tightly grasped the orcs' hair and leaned slightly on their backs.

The lake rich in shell knives was very far away from the tribe. They walked all the way through the canyon, over the ridge, and across the plateau. They walked for a whole morning before reaching the relatively flat alpine meadow.

It was colder here than at the bottom of the mountain. Jian Mo wrapped her animal skin robe tightly and looked to both sides.

It may have been eroded by glaciers.

Except for the path they were walking on, there were rocks as big as tables everywhere on both sides.

There are various bare shrubs growing in the gaps between the stones. They are fiery red in color, like burning torches. If you look closely, you can see that the shrubs are covered with dense thorns.

The orcs were so dexterous that no one hit the bushes, and no one was sprained by stones.

They ran all the way.

Like the wind blowing across the rocky ground.

As he got closer to his destination, Jian Mo saw various lakes, large and small, which were probably lakes accumulated from melted water from snow-capped mountains.

The lake is blue-green and should be rich in copper ions.

Jian Mo looked at the lake. Maybe there were metal deposits nearby. They could pay attention to it when they had time.

The orcs didn't stop on the road at all, until they arrived at their destination when the sun was hanging in the center.

——It is a vast lake with blue water as far as the eye can see.

Tall snow-capped mountains stand around the lake, and dense coniferous forests spread from the foot of the mountain to halfway up the mountain, close to the top of the mountain.

"We're here." Di Ya at the front stopped, "Everyone, get ready to pick shell knives."

All the orcs stopped in unison.

The sub-orcs slowly got off the orcs' backs, and Jian Mo also slid off Wu Jiong's back.

At this time, Jian Mo noticed that these orcs had been running all morning, and although their bodies were steaming with heat, no one was breathing.

It's incredible.

Their size was so large and their stamina was so good, it didn't fit with his knowledge at all.

This is indeed a completely different world from Earth.

We all ran in pairs, carrying baskets on our backs, towards the lake.

When he got down to the lake, Jian Mo discovered that the mud at the lake was very thick, almost circling the lake.

Different from the mountain lakes in his impression, this lake was full of dark green water plants.

The aquatic plants were very thick, unlike any other aquatic plants he had ever seen. They looked plump, but rather fleshy.

No wonder there are so many shellfish here.

With enough food, you can grow huge shellfish.

Jian Mo looked around.

Wu Jiong took the backpack from his shoulder: "Let's go over there to find Dao Bei."

Jian Mo looked in the direction he pointed and narrowed his eyes.

Wu Jiong: "The sun is a bit dazzling, please lower your head and look at the road."

Only then did Jian Mo realize that Wu Jiong's pupils had changed. Not only Wu Jiong, but all the orcs and sub-orcs present had their pupils narrowed to resist the dazzling light.

It seems that the people who have lived here for a long time have already evolved organs to adapt to the environment.

The two went down to the lake.

The mud was buried in the middle of Jian Mo's thighs. It was a bit cold, but it was still bearable in the sun.

He rolled up his trousers, moved slowly, and searched in the mud near the lake.

Large shellfish are actually quite easy to find. In addition to the occasionally exposed edges, there are also holes on the top of the mud for them to breathe.

Wu Jiong quickly locked onto a target: "Let's dig this."

Jian Mo nodded quickly: "Okay."

Wu Jiong took out a stone hoe, stood in the mud, and dug up the mud in twos and twos.

Jian Mo quickly saw the shellfish underneath - it had a black shell and was huge, a bit like an enlarged version of a river mussel.

As soon as she was disturbed, Daobei closed her shell tightly.

Wu Jiong reached down and tried to pull it out.

The suction force of the mud was so strong that he tried several times but failed to lift the shell, so he had to wave the hoe again to dig out the mud as much as possible.

Jian Mo was there to help.

The two of them worked together to dig away the mud, pulled out the knife shell and placed it on top of the mud.

The shell they dug was larger than a millstone, with high bulges on both sides. It looked very full, and it was also very heavy.

Jian Mo tapped it lightly. The shell of the knife shell was very hard. Although it hadn't been processed yet, the edge was already very sharp.

Wu Jiong took out the shell knife from the basket and cut open the shells on the spot.

The knife shell is tightly closed and is not easy to cut open, but it is not a problem for Wu Jiong, who is very strong and skilled.

After a while, he opened the shell.

A little bit of orange-red shell meat was exposed inside, and it looked very plump.

While Jian Mo was drooling secretly, Wu Jiong quickly took out the shell meat and threw it on the mud, then stacked two shells and put them into the big basket.

His movements were so fast that Jian Mo couldn't react at all. When all the shellfish was thrown away, Jian Mo reacted, grabbed his wrist, and asked in shock: "You don't want the shellfish?!"

Wu Jiong rarely saw Jian Mo. Mo had such a big reaction and said: "It's not delicious, and it's very heavy."

Jian Mo stared at the shellfish: "It looks very plump."

Wu Jiong reminded: "It's hard and fishy.

" Jian Mo: "..."

Jian Mo looked unconvinced and looked at Beirou eagerly, his face full of hesitation.

Seeing him like this, Wu Jiong compromised and said, "If you really like it, take two back to try."

Jian Mo thought for a while, but still couldn't bear to part with the very plump-looking shellfish: "Otherwise, I'll tear out the internal organs and Keep the meat? It won't be heavy. Even if we can't eat it, it's good to feed it. We won't go hunting or gathering today. There's nothing to feed it at home."

Wu Jiong glanced at the shell meat and said, "Okay. "

Daobei is big and has a lot of meat.

Jian Mo easily separated the shell meat and threw it into the basket.

He didn't know yet how the shellfish tasted, but it looked really tempting, especially the two palm-sized adductor muscles - the part where the scallops were made.

The Yao Zhu of later generations could not be that big at all.

They cut open the flesh as they dug.

Others soon discovered that Jian Mo had kept the shell meat, so they also tore off the shell meat and gave it to him.

Although everyone didn't understand why he wanted shellfish, they were happy to take care of him.

Jian Mo's basket was quickly filled with more than half of it. When Zhou Fu delivered another half of the basket of shellfish, he politely said: "No need to give it to me, you can keep it."

Zhou Fu waved his hands repeatedly: "Forget it. "I'm most afraid of something so fishy and hard that

I can't bite it."

"Impossible!" Zhou Fu looked at Jian Mo's expression. She said worriedly, "You don't really want to eat it raw, do you? There are worms in the meat, so it can't be eaten raw."

Jian Mo was a little surprised that everyone actually knew about parasites.

Zhou Fu thought he didn't believe it: "There are really insects. Take a closer look later and you'll see them if you look a few more times."

Jian Mo: "I know, I won't eat raw ones."

Zhou Fu looked at him With two eyes, he murmured uneasily: "That's good, I'll tell the clan leader later."

There were a lot of sword shells here, and Wu Jiong and the others picked out the big ones and dug out dozens of them in a while.

They kept only the meat and shells and filled their back baskets to the brim.

The sun gradually sank to the west, the wind direction also changed, and the cold wind blew over, giving Jian Mo a headache. Coupled with the cold mud, he began to feel uncomfortable.

When Wu Jiong saw that he had almost caught everything, he said, "Go back, it's enough."

Jian Mo nodded repeatedly: "Let's go, let's go."

Jian Mo walked out of the mud with difficulty and walked to the shore to bask in the sun. Only then did he feel better. Some.

Everyone washed their hands and feet and waited for each other. After waiting for everyone, the orcs turned into beasts again, carrying baskets and partners on their backs, and ran towards the tribe.

Shell Lake was too far away. When everyone returned to the tribe, it was already dark.

They leave half of the harvested clams for tribal distribution and take the remaining half home.

Jian Mo lit a fire after returning home. Seeing that Wu Jiong was coming to help him, he pushed Wu Jiong with a strong attitude: "You warm up the fire and rest for a while, and I'll make dinner."

Wu Jiong: "I'm here to help."

Jian Mo pressed Holding his shoulder: "No need to help, I can do it alone, you sit down."

Wu Jiong stopped insisting.

After running around for a day, their physical strength was very exhausted.

Jian Mo washed the wood root and threw it into the pot to cook. He also cut the meat into cubes and prepared to make Wu Jiong's favorite meatloaf.

After the beetroot is cooked, crush it, add oil and spices, stir evenly, spread it on a stone plate and fry it, fry it on both sides to get a crispy shell, and you can eat it.

The meatloaf is also fried on a stone plate. Because it is half fat and half lean, it is difficult to get a crispy crust, but there will be delicious juice after frying.

Jian Mo's movements were very agile.

While he was frying the bark and the meatloaf, he placed the washed discarded shell knives on the stone slab, then placed the adductor muscles of the scallops on top, and then added chopped cinnamon, chopped celery leaves, and a few pieces. grains of kosher salt and a pat of animal fat.

Meeting Wu Jiong's gaze, Jian Mo said, "Try it, it doesn't taste good. I'll feed it to the winged beast later."

Wu Jiong nodded and looked at the shellfish intently.

He could already smell the fragrance.

Both the mu ding root and the meat patties fry very quickly.

It was cold, so they fried and ate each piece. The hot and delicious food quickly dispelled the fatigue of the day.

By the time the two of them finished eating the muding roots and meatloaf, the meat on the shells was also cooked, and the juice inside was bubbling.

Jian Mo didn't put any water in it when it was roasting, but now it's overflowing with juice.

Under the combined action of minced cinnamon, minced celery leaves and animal oil, the fishy smell of the shellfish has long since disappeared, and instead has a peculiar aroma.

Jian Mo swallowed.

The smell was really like what he had smelled at the barbecue stall before.

Although there is no minced garlic now, it has a unique fragrance and is not inferior to minced garlic.

Wu Jiong also smelled the magical fragrance and looked at the shell meat with bright eyes: "Can you eat it?"

"Okay." Jian Mo held the shell with chopsticks, gave one to Wu Jiong, and took one for himself. , "Be careful, it's hot."

After saying this, Jian Mo couldn't wait to get closer to the shell, blew on it, and then carefully took a sip of juice.

fresh!

A wave of Korean Jian Mo swept straight up to Tian Ling Gai, followed by the complex aroma of chopped spicy fruits, chopped celery leaves, and animal oil, forming a slightly spicy tail note.

tasty!

Jian Mo squinted her eyes, blew on the shellfish, and took a bite. It was full of thick and plump meat. It was so delicious and hot that it almost made people sweat.

No wonder oysters have dominated barbecue stalls for many years.

This smell can really make people confused.

Jian Mo slowly ate a whole piece of shellfish before coming back to his senses and wanted to see Wu Jiong's reaction.

Wu Jiong didn't wait for him to ask, and said directly: "It tastes better than I thought, not fishy, ​​and very tender."

Jian Mo smiled happily: "Let me just say, the adductor muscle is probably the most delicious part of the shellfish. It would be a waste not to bring it back."

Wu Jiong: "You are good at cooking, but most people don't cook it well."

Jian Mo: "That's right, when it comes to food, I stand on the shoulders of gods. The food is diverse, and that's nothing to me."

After hearing this, Wu Jiong said, "That's really hard to imagine. You are already the best person I have ever seen and heard."

Jian Mo made a gesture: "Compared with the skilled people in our place, the gap between my skills and skills is probably the same as the skills of the people in the tribe compared to mine. Their theories and skills may be a big level higher than mine."

Look . Looking at Wu Jiong's disbelieving look, Jian Mo said, "I'll take you to try it when I get the chance."

Wu Jiong nodded seriously: "Okay."

Chapter 12 Stitches

Jian Mo originally wanted to bring the clam meat to the Winged Beast, but in the end the Winged Beast only got two to taste.

Jian Mo put away the rest and planned to eat it slowly.

I already had grilled clams once yesterday, and I can eat them again today.

He put the remaining shellfish in a pot, boiled it with salt, took it out, drained it, and put it on a shelf, intending to take it outside to dry.

After the shellfish are dried, they become the scallops. Whether it is cooked into soup or ground into powder for seasoning, the taste will be outstanding.

When he took out the shell meat to dry, he saw many people in the tribe making shell knives with shells by the river.

Although the shell is large, the edge of the shell is too thin and brittle. To make a shell knife, you need to knock off a large circle with a stone, leaving only the hardest piece on the back, and then sharpen the edge.

Only in this way can the shell knife be more durable.

Jian Mo looked at it for a while and planned to go back and get the shells to polish.

He may not be able to sharpen it very carefully, but if he gives it a rough polish, it won't be that hard when Wu Jiong takes over the sharpening again.

Just as Jian Mo turned around and walked towards Wu Jiong's house, someone called him from behind: "Jian Mo - come and help."

Jian Mo looked back and saw Hong Qiu limping toward him while supporting an orc . Come.

The calf of the orc's left leg was seriously injured, and blood flowed down, dyeing the entire calf red.

Jian Mo frowned, and quickly turned to help his other arm: "How did it get hurt?"

Jian Mo knew this orc named Ada, and he was among the people who went to collect shell knives yesterday.

Ada was a little uncomfortable and wanted to avoid Jian Mo's hand, but in the end she couldn't.

He explained awkwardly: "I just saw a long-headed beast when I was patrolling today. It looked like it could be beaten. Unexpectedly, the stone was covered with dew and moss, and I slipped when I stepped on it. Did the long-headed beast escape? "My foot was also cut."

After hearing this, Jian Mo knelt down and looked at his leg.

His leg is still bleeding heavily, and when he pulls it apart slightly, he can see the cut muscles inside.

Blood that looked slightly viscous was constantly emerging from the broken muscles, as if there was a spring there.

Jian Mo took off his animal skin coat and wrapped his injured leg tightly, trying to apply pressure to stop the bleeding, and then said to him: "The injury is a bit serious, you may need a few stitches."

Ada understood: "Sew it up like clothes. ?"

Jian Mo stared at his leg and nodded: "That's pretty much it. Stitching will help the healing. Let's go to Wu Jiong's house first. I'll wash it and take a look."

Ada's leg was already hurting, so after hearing that he was going to get stitches. He was twitching more and more: "Can it be done without stitches?"

Jian Mo glanced at him: "It will heal slowly without stitches. If it gets infected, the leg may become lame in the future."

Ada took a breath of cold air.

Hongqiu said from the side: "Just listen to Jian Mo. His medical skills are very good. He also treated me last time I got sick."

Ada stopped talking.

The two helped Ada to Wujiong's house.

Ada's friend Hengman and the sub-orc child Wanling also came over.

The child's two big black eyes kept looking at his father's legs, with a look of uneasiness on his face, like a helpless little animal.

Fortunately, Jian Mo wrapped up Ada's injured leg, so he couldn't see the blood.

Seeing the child coming over, Jian Mo gently pushed the child's head with his big palm: "Let's go out and play. I don't allow children to see the doctor."

Wan Ling raised his head and looked at his father, who also hurriedly asked him to go out first.

Wu Jiong came out and took over from Jian Mo to help Ada in.

Jian Mo found his medical kit from the shelf and took out the tools prepared in advance.

There are not only long and short fishbone needles of different thicknesses, but also wooden tweezers, shell scalpels, cloth used as gauze, long straps and other utensils - all made by Wu Jiong with him.

Wu Jiong just finished boiling the water.

Jian Mo didn't need to cook it separately. He directly poured half a can of white salt into it. After adjusting the salt water, he put it in a clean basin to dry, and then put the tools he needed into the boiled salt water.

Most of the salt used by the tribe is reddish-brown coarse salt. This was the first time Hongqiu saw white salt, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

Without explaining, Jian Mo first prepared the tools, then asked them to wait here. He went to the backyard to pull out herbs that could reduce swelling and prevent infection, and quickly pounded them with small stones.

By the time he was ready, the salt water was almost dry.

Jian Mo poured salt water into the animal urine bubble that had been sterilized in advance - his homemade water bag, and then opened the animal skin robe wrapped around Ada's legs.

As soon as it was opened, blood poured out again.

Jian Mo rinsed him with the salt water in the animal urine bubble without changing his expression.

After the blood and dirt were washed away, the micro-powdered muscles were exposed, as well as the yellow fat and pale skin. The visual impact was not as strong as usual.

Hengman took a breath.

Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong: "It will hurt a little, so you have to hold it steady."

Wu Jiong grabbed Ada's thighs and ankles with his big palms and nodded to Jian Mo.

Jian Mo said to Ada, "I'm going to start."

Before Ada could react, Jian Mo used wooden tweezers to hold a curved fishbone needle and started to sew.

Hongqiu and Hengman didn't dare to look, and turned their heads away with sweat, as if the wound was on them.

Ada was already numb from the pain, and her hands still clenched her fists involuntarily while the stitches were being stitched.

Jian Mo didn't care about other people's reactions. He moved his hands up and down, and in a few breaths, he actually finished sewing up such a long wound.

Wu Jiong raised his head to see his expression.

There was no expression on his face, his eyes were very focused, and his hands were so steady that most people could hardly imagine that he was suturing the flesh of a living person.

After the wound was sutured, Jian Mo tied the knot calmly. Seeing that there was no longer any bleeding and only an ugly seam was left, he nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I will apply herbal medicine on you and the wound will heal in two days." Then, just come over and remove the stitches."

Ada opened her cramped palms: "Do you want to remove these stitches?"

Jian Mo nodded: "Yes, you can't let it stay in the wound. You can come and see me tomorrow evening. Let me see how the wound is healing."

As he spoke, Jian Mo had already applied the herbs that had been chopped in advance to his wound, and wrapped it carefully with a cloth: "Okay,"

Ada said harshly . He breathed a sigh of relief and tried to stand up and walk: "It doesn't hurt much."

Jian Mo: "It usually doesn't hurt if you don't touch it after sewing it. It's best not to go hunting in the past two days and take good care of it in the tribe." "Nurture."

Jian Mo looked at Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong nodded and said it was okay: "You can have a good rest in the tribe for a few days."

Ada: "Okay."

Jian Mo threw the tools he used into boiling salt water and boiled them.

He and Wu Jiong made these tools slowly and hand by hand. It took a lot of time just to select the materials and they had to be reused.

Although the service life of these tools is very short due to the material, they cannot be wasted.

Hongqiu watched him tidy up and couldn't help but said: "You have a lot of things here, many of which I have never seen before."

Jian Mo: "Wu Jiong helped me make the tools we invented."

Hongqiu looked at Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong ignored Hongqiu's gaze at all: "What else are you doing?"

Jian Mo shook his head: "It's nothing. Ada, you can go back. Try not to touch this injured leg in the past two days and let it grow well. Hengman Look at him."

Hengman nodded quickly and said seriously, "Okay."

Wu Jiong said to Ada, "I'll carry you back."

Ada said, "No, no need."

Jian Mo said from the side. It would be best if you can carry it on your back."

Wu Jiong directly carried Ada back in his human form.

Hongqiu and Hengman also followed back.

However, after a while, when Wu Jiong came back, Hengman came back with him, holding a large piece of semi-dried leg meat in his hand.

Hengman said to Jian Mo embarrassedly: "It's better to have this meat left at home. You can eat it."

Jian Mo smiled: "No, I don't charge the medical expenses of the tribe members. Ada is injured. You can make him some delicious food these days."

Jian Mo just stayed and ate at Wu Jiong's house, so there was no reason to charge others.

Jian Mo insisted on confiscating the meat that Hengman sent. Hengman had no choice but to go back with the meat.

After a while, his little orc Wanling came over with a basket filled with sweet and sour preserved fruits.

The little orc man was a little afraid of Jian Mo and a little shy. After running over, he stuffed the basket into Jian Mo's arms and let Jian Mo keep it to eat, and then ran away.

Jian Mo looked at the child's running back and didn't refuse this time.

Ada's preserved fruit is very well dried, sweet and soft, and tastes like marshmallows.

Jian Mo ate a few pieces, washed out another handful, poured it into a pot and brewed it into fruit tea.

After the tea cooled down, he stuffed a lot of cool leaves into it to make a fruit tea with a special taste.

After eating barbecue cakes in the evening, Jian Mo poured out the fruit tea and placed it in front of the two of them.

The fruit tea is sweet and sour, icy and cool, and has a fruity flavor. It tastes great when eaten with meatloaf.

Jian Mo sighed happily. It was indeed more comfortable to eat barbecue with a drink.

Wu Jiong's hand holding the fruit tea paused: "What is this?"

Jian Mo: "Tea made from preserved fruits."

Jian Mo told the story about the preserved fruits given by the Little Asian Orcs, and smiled: "I picked them before. I wanted to make some tea when I got Liang Ye, but unfortunately I didn't have enough ingredients. Now I can finally try it, and it tastes really good."

Wu Jiong nodded.

As a single orc, he didn't have much leisure time to do so, so he didn't have any snacks at home.

He said to Jian Mo: "This is the dried fruit of Huang Chengguo. If you like it, we can dry it some next summer."

Jian Mo was not sure whether he would still stay in the orc tribe next summer, but he still smiled and agreed: "Okay. "

Speaking of this, Jian Mo asked: "Ada said that he could not participate in the hunting conference because of his injury. What is the hunting conference?"

Wu Jiong: "It is an event held every autumn in the Mengshui tribe. The tribe wants to provide some supplies as prizes for warriors who perform well in the hunting competition."

Jian Mo: "Hunting?"

Wu Jiong nodded: "In addition to hunting, there are other projects for orcs and sub-orcs. All."

Jian Mo said clearly: "It's the orc tribe's sports meeting?"

Wu Jiong thought about the unfamiliar term he said: "Almost."

Chapter 13 Swampland

Ada followed Jian Mo's instructions and came over the next evening for a review.

Jian Mo opened the cloth wrapped around his wound. The herbs had dried and turned into dark green.

After peeling off the herbs, you can see the wound on his leg that was tightly closed in a line. The wound is not red or swollen, and it seems to be almost healed.

Jian Mo took a closer look and confirmed that his wound was indeed healing well. It was estimated that it would heal smoothly in a few days.

He looked up at Ada in surprise.

The orc's physique is really good. Such a big wound has almost completely grown in such a short period of time.

Ada saw Jian Mo's expression and asked nervously: "What's wrong? Is my wound not growing well?"

"No." Jian Mo smiled, "It's much better than I thought. I'll get some more herbs for you. I guess I won't need to wrap it up for a day."

Ada sighed and stared at his legs: "That's great, I think it's almost better."

Jian Mo: "It's because you have a good physique . ."

Jian Mo pounded the fresh herbs and wrapped them in new cloth for him.

The old piece of cloth can be used again after it has been washed, boiled, and dried, and cannot be thrown away.

Ada watched Jian Mo work and asked hopefully: "I have healed so well, can I participate in the hunting meeting?"

Jian Mo paused and asked: "When is the hunting meeting?"

Ada: "Maybe In five or six days, the Mengshui Tribe will send someone to notify him. "

Jian Mo shook his head: "Five or six days is enough, the flesh inside may not have grown yet, and the wound will easily crack and become infected if there is strenuous exercise."

Ada said instantly . Show disappointment.

Jian Mo glanced at him: "We'll have a look when the time comes. If it doesn't work, just wait until next time. The wound is serious."

Ada agreed with great melancholy.

Jian Mo is not a local sub-orc, and he has no real understanding of the hunting conference.

As usual, he collected, cooked, and took care of the winged beasts. He occasionally made medical equipment with Wu Jiong, and was busy every day.

On this day, as soon as he returned from collecting with the team, he felt that the atmosphere in the tribe was different.

Before he had time to ask his companions, the people in the team had already rushed forward with cheers.

Jian Mo looked behind and soon saw a strange young man surrounded.

Young people are talking.

Jian Mo listened for a while and realized that this young man was an orc from the Mengshui tribe. He came specifically to inform that the hunting conference would be held in five days, asked their tribe if they would participate, and asked their tribe to prepare after receiving a positive reply.

The young man didn't stay long. After delivering the message and getting a reply, he transformed into his beast form and ran away.

Jian Mo watched from behind and saw that his animal shape was not any familiar animal. To be honest, it looked a bit like a deer. He was as strong and strong as a deer, but his teeth were pointed and his hair was very long. He looked very fierce. .

When Jian Mo came to his senses, everyone around him was discussing the news about the hunting conference.

Jian Mo asked: "Are you all participating?"

Zhou Fu answered: "Yes, you are in the tribe all year round, how boring it is."

Xi Lu explained: "There are so many fun and interesting things in the hunting conference, even if you are not a warrior in the competition , you can also participate."

Zhou Fu: "Yes, yes, everyone will bring things to exchange. Some tribal things are particularly interesting, such as the flowers of the Dianxin tribe. I change them every year."

Zhou Fu said . He showed a longing look: "I just don't know how many tribes will participate in the hunting conference this year."

Jian Mo heard what he meant: "Are the tribes different every year?"

Zhou Fu: "Yes, most of the time, There are a total of twenty-seven tribes members gathered in the hunting conference, and there are at least four people from the Mengshui tribe. So every year, people from the Mengshui tribe will send orcs to ask if other tribes will participate this year."

Jian Mo: "There are actually twenty tribes nearby . Seven?"

Zhou Fu: "That's not true. There are only five tribes around us, and there are six of us. Our place is relatively high, and there are not many tribes around. There are tribes that live relatively low, and they are surrounded by the territories of other tribes."

As they chatted, the topic turned to what they would bring with them this year.

Some people brought animal meat, some brought animal skins, and some brought cloth woven this year. Recently, everyone is still obsessed with weaving, and many demi-orcs have extra cloth on hand.

Knowing that Jian Mo was inexperienced, everyone suggested that he had better bring something more useful so that the exchange would have a higher chance of success.

Jian Mo said melancholy: "Then I don't seem to have anything to bring."

Xi Lu: "You can bring soap bars, I like the soap bars you make."

Jian Mo thought about it: "Not many. Wait two days I'll make a new batch."

Zhou Fu said immediately, "You can also bring food. The food you make is so delicious. If you bring it to change, you will definitely be able to change a lot of things."

Jian Mo looked at him in confusion . .

Zhou Fu: "The fastest changing thing every year is all kinds of food. Everyone is happy to try the delicacies of other tribes, but it's a pity that there are not many delicious ones."

Jian Mo understood. Everyone usually makes their own food when they are tired of eating. I want to satisfy my craving through the hunting convention.

Jian Mo: "Let me think about it."

Jian Mo also asked Wu Jiong for his opinion on the items exchanged at the hunting conference.

Wu Jiong also suggested bringing delicious food.

Jian Mo's craftsmanship is very good, and he will definitely be very popular if you bring him here.

Even if some food cannot be exchanged, it will still be brought back to eat, and it will not be wasted.

Jian Mo pondered: "You're right."

Wu Jiong: "You want to bring meat pie? What kind of meat do you want? I'll hunt."

Jian Mo already had an idea in mind: "Hunting is too difficult, I'll bring fish pieces there. "

Wu Jiong: "Fish cubes?"

Jian Mo: "Didn't you say that the fish cubes I made were delicious?"

Wu Jiong nodded.

Jian Mo smiled and said: "So let's bring fish pieces there. Fish are easier to catch than animals."

Wu Jiong said: "The nearby river is not good and the fish in it are not big enough. Let's go to the green marsh source to catch it."

Jian Mo: "Then Where is it?"

Wu Jiong: "It's a bit far from the tribe. There are a lot of fish. I can't tell. Come back early tomorrow and I'll take you to see it."

Jian Mo and the others were going out to catch fish. When they were collecting it, Jian Mo went to the team. My friends told me that they needed to go back early in the afternoon.

This year the team members are all old acquaintances. He has to go back early for something, so everyone has no objection.

That's it -

Zhou Fu asked: "Can we also catch fish?"

Jian Mo was surprised: "Everyone wants to catch fish? Don't we all eat fish?"

Zhou Fu said straightforwardly: "That's because the fish before was not delicious. The fish you fried last time was quite delicious. We all liked it."

Jian Mo: "Wu Jiong and I are planning to take the Flying Wing The beasts are going to the Green Marsh Source to catch fish. If everyone goes there, the beasts may transform into beasts and carry them there."

Zhou Fu said, "No problem, it's just that it's too late today. Do you want to set off tomorrow?

" I think it's okay, there are still a few days until the hunting conference, so I'm not in a hurry.

Jian Mo told Wu Jiong to postpone going out to catch fish until the next day.

At first, Wu Jiong only planned to take Jian Mo there.

After Zhou Fu and others joined in, the team expanded to more than a dozen people.

Later, other people in the tribe heard about it and expressed their desire to catch fish together.

As a result, most of the tribe was stirred up.

Upon seeing this, Wu Jiong simply made a new plan and set aside a whole day to take everyone to catch fish.

The source of the green swamp is some distance away from the tribe. At the running speed of the orcs in their beastly form, it would take them about half a morning.

In order to catch more fish in Green Marsh Source, everyone set out at dawn.

The orcs carried the sub-orcs on their backs and ran across the wilderness.

The orange sunshine shone down, covering the earth, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance looked particularly dazzling.

As the destination got closer, Jian Mo slowly saw large swamps and slowly flowing rivers, as well as some animals he had never seen before.

Wild animals are very alert and will spread out and run from afar.

The sun shines on them and they become another "river" in the wilderness.

"Ho, we're here -" Di Ya, the leader, stopped and gestured towards the back.

The sub-orcs slid off the orcs skillfully, and the orcs turned their backs and returned to their human form.

Jian Mo probed his head to observe the surrounding environment.

It's also a river, but the river here flows over a swamp. The water is more turbid, and there are more aquatic plants on the bottom of the river - the creatures here are much richer.

Maybe it's because the terrain is lower and the temperature is higher.

Wu Jiong said a few words to the surrounding orcs and walked to Jian Mo: "Let's go catch it over there."

Jian Mo was eager to try: "Are the fish here easy to catch?"

Wu Jiong: "Better than the fish in the river near the tribe. It's easier to catch fish."

Others have spread out and tried to catch fish.

Just like this, several people have already gained something.

Jian Mo took a glance and saw that the fish they caught was huge and plump and looked very good.

I just don't know how this fish I've never seen tastes. Does it have a strong earthy smell?

Although the fish are easy to catch, it takes a certain amount of time to catch them one by one and fill the basket.

Impatient people soon couldn't stand it anymore and shouted in front: "How long will it take to catch enough?"

"The water here is so muddy, I can't see clearly!"

"Who can think of a way and bring something together? " Caught?"

Jian Mo listened to their shouting and straightened up to look in their direction.

Wu Jiong also stood up.

When the young people met Wu Jiong's eyes, they immediately didn't dare to speak and quickly lowered their heads to catch them.

Wu Jiong threw the caught fish into the basket and bent down to continue catching.

Jian Mo looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little funny.

He said to Wu Jiong: "If you think it's too troublesome to catch fish one by one, you can have people drive them down from above. You can also drive the fish over and catch them again."

Wu Jiong: "Come here?"

Jian Mo gestured: "Yes, you can Build a dike on the lower reaches of the river, and if people run down the river, the fish will swim down when they are frightened. We just need to stay on the side of the dike and fish."

Wu Jiong thought for a while: "This method is fine. I'll go tell them."

Wu Jiong called people together and talked about this method, and everyone thought it could be tried.

Many people transformed into huge beasts and started running in the swamp.

By late autumn, the orcs had already changed their fur, and the hair on their bodies was longer and hairier than before.

Jian Mo looked at their erect ears and slightly wagging tails, and could tell that they were in a good mood.

——Most of the people in the tribe are cats or canines. When he looked over now, he seemed to see a group of big cats and dogs.

Cats and dogs really like water. Even if they haven't caught any fish yet, they are already excited and running around in the swamp.

A small number of orcs who had not returned to their beast form, together with the sub-orcs, built a dam with mud at the lower reaches of the river.

After the construction was completed, Jian Mo and the others waved their hands upward from a distance.

The orcs roared a few times to indicate receipt.

Then, they lowered their heads and ran from upstream to downstream.

The mud and water splashed, and soon the furries' legs, bellies, butts and tails were covered with mud and water.

They didn't care about the mud and water on their bodies and ran faster and faster.

As they ran from top to bottom, the fish were driven down.

The ditch was filled with black backs. Even if he just started fishing, Jian Mo was sure that there would be a big harvest today.

"Quick, quick, start fishing -"

"Don't let the fish go!"

"Scoop! Scoop directly to the shore!"

As they spoke, people were already taking action.

Some people just grab the fish with their hands and throw it to the shore, some use a basket to scoop the fish and throw it to the shore, and some people just take it in their mouths.

Pieces of fat fish fell to the shore like raindrops, jumping with crackling sounds.

If anyone stands near a fish, he will be slapped twice by the fish's tail accidentally.

Seeing that this method worked, the orcs ran upstream again, this time from a farther place down.

Jian Mo looked up at the big muddy cats, giant muddy wolves, and muddy foxes, and couldn't help but hallucinate those big cats and dogs that specialized in getting into mud pits.

It really seems.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wash me this time, otherwise I would have cried.

Jian Mo looked away and found Wu Jiong looking at him.

Wu Jiong's body is clean. If he turns into a giant wolf, he will definitely be a fresh and handsome giant wolf.

Jian Mo thought so and smiled at Wu Jiong in a good mood.

"The second batch of fish is coming -"

The huge white wolf that Di Ya transformed into ran at the front and turned directly into a mud wolf, sticking out its tongue and enjoying it.

When he walked around Qing Kuo, he lowered his head and licked Qing Kuo's hair.

Qing Kuo grabbed the back of his neck and rubbed him, his eyes full of smiles.

Jian Mo looked at the couple and quietly turned his head away before they looked over.

Everyone has found a way to catch fish.

A large number of fish were driven down, and everyone showed their talents and caught one by one and threw it to the shore.

While catching fish, everyone took a rope and passed it through the gills of each fish, and then lifted the strings of fish and put them into the frame.

When fishing, they will also pick out smaller fish and throw them back into the river.

Everyone was busy until the afternoon, and when all the ropes they brought were used up and the baskets were full, they were ready to go home.

Everyone was covered in muddy water. After returning, everyone took a good wash in the river with soap to clean away all the fishy smell and sand particles.

In the evening, the tribe members gathered at Wu Jiong's house and learned how to cook fish from Jian Mo.

The weather has been relatively cold recently, and the evening wind is only a few degrees Celsius above zero. This weather is already suitable for making bacon.

Jian Mo taught them how to marinate animal meat and fish with coarse salt and seasoning powder a few days ago. Marinate it at night and hang it outside to dry during the day. If you repeat this, you can ensure the quality of the bacon.

Making cured fish today, Jian Mo said: "The steps are the same, just clean them, apply salt and seasoning powder and marinate them."

Everyone knows, but they are still a little unsure, and want Jian Mo to help control it. .

Jian Mo didn't mind and asked everyone to pickle the fish outside Wu Jiong's house.

Others are cooking cured fish, but Jian Mo wants fried fish cubes.

Like last time, he cleaned the fish pieces, washed away as much blood as possible, pulled out the fishy threads, and then poured in seasonings and fruit wine to marinate.

However, after marinating this time, he did not take it outside to dry. Instead, he directly mixed the egg liquid with the hairy root starch he prepared before, wrapped it in it, and then fried it in a stone pot.

The fish pieces were floating in the pot, bubbling, and soon the aroma came out.

Jian Mo took out the fried fish and put it in a frame to drain the oil.

Seeing the people around him staring eagerly, he picked up the basket and said with a smile: "You can eat it, be careful not to burn it."

Zhou Fu took the lead and couldn't wait to take a piece. When he tasted it, his eyes lit up: "This fish piece It's delicious! There's no fishy smell at all."

Xi Lu said, "It's so tender inside, completely different from the fish nuggets last time!"

Jian Mo nodded: "They are both fried fish nuggets, but they use different techniques. This fish piece should be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside ."

Zhou Fu quickly stuffed the remaining fish into his mouth, breathing in the heat: "It's really delicious, and there are no bones. It's so convenient."

The children who were slowly nibbling on the piece nodded in agreement.

Even the little ones who couldn't transform yet stepped on the fish pieces with their paws and ate them slowly, with happy expressions on their faces.

Jian Mo continued to fry the fish pieces, and then fried them again to make the fish pieces crispier and have less oil inside.

The people around who had tasted the fish pieces were still unsatisfied, especially the children. They looked at the freshly baked fish pieces eagerly. They wanted to eat but knew that Jian Mo had to exchange these fish pieces for something, so they did not dare to eat anymore.

In the crowd, a sub-orc man asked: "Jian Mo, do you want to take these fish pieces to the hunting conference to exchange for something? Can I just exchange the things with you? I have animal skins, cloth and a lot of food there."

Jian Mo turned around At first glance, he saw that it was Zeyu, the father of Xiaoya Orc Jiang Xing, so he shook his head and said, "No need to change, everyone knows how to make it. If you like it, just bring some seasonings and starch home to make some." Zeyu

said: "Starch is rare, and even if I know how to make it, I may not be able to make it taste the same. I might as well change it. I just want to change it and try it. It would be troublesome to make it again."

This was unanimously agreed by everyone . , all said that when Jian Mo brought the fish pieces to the hunting conference to exchange for things, it was also an exchange for things in the tribe. Otherwise, should he exchange them in the tribe?

Jian Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but finally agreed to change the fabric.

Everyone's fabrics are woven in the same style, and the styles and materials are similar. When made into clothes, they can be relatively consistent, and they won't be dark or shallow.

Cloth is much rarer than fried fish nuggets, so Jian Mo gave everyone a lot of fish nuggets with one piece of cloth.

Everyone happily took the freshly baked fish pieces and went home to eat.

There's nothing better than eating a hot, delicious fish nugget on a cold autumn night.

This night, most people in the tribe had a satisfying meal and went to bed early.

Chapter 14: Gladiatorial Competition

The first batch of fish pieces that Jian Mo fried was almost all taken away by the people in the tribe.

He and Wu Jiong took the flying-winged beast to catch two more fish, then came back to deal with them and fry them again.

There wasn't much hairy root starch left at home, so he couldn't bear to use it all for frying fish, so he adjusted the recipe. No starch was added, only seasonings were added, marinated and air-dried, then fried directly in the pan, and then soaked in hot oil after frying.

The final product is a bit like canned fried fish from Earth, and also a bit like the vacuum-packed five-flavored fried dried fish. It is fragrant and tough, and even the bones are flavorful, making people want to hold it in their hands and bite it slowly.

While they were busy frying dried fish, the hunting meeting was approaching day by day, and finally it came on this day.

The entire tribe attached great importance to this hunting meeting. Before dawn, Jian Mo was awakened by various sounds coming from outside.

He held the animal skin mattress between his long legs, grunted, and buried his head under the animal skin mattress. However, he still couldn't avoid the excited sounds underneath, so he had to get up.

After Jian Mo went downstairs, he found that Wu Jiong was also awake, wearing a more gorgeous animal skin robe than usual.

Most people would easily look "bearish" when wearing such robes. He is extremely tall, has a wild sex appeal, and is slightly boyish and brave.

Even Jian Mo couldn't help but look at it with appreciation.

After breakfast, everyone prepared to go to the Mengshui tribe to participate in the hunting meeting.

The hunting conference was a rare and lively event. Most of the people from their riverside tribe came out, leaving only the patrollers and a few people who were not very interested in the hunting conference.

The orcs returned to their beast form, carrying their children on their backs, and ran across the wilderness.

Each orc was strapped with various supplies, but it didn't stop them from running fast at all.

Jian Mo sat on Wu Jiong, looking at the beaming faces around him, and her mood became more relaxed.

Before arriving at the Mengshui tribe, Jian Mo saw orcs and sub-orcs from other tribes.

The orcs all took on animal forms, not like the cats or canines that Jian Mo was familiar with, but like rhinoceros, elephants, moose, or simply not any kind of beast that Jian Mo was familiar with.

The animal records of the sub-orcs are also different from those of the people of the Riverside Tribe. Some of their eyes and eye sockets have transformed into beasts, and some of their hands have turned into tentacles.

Jian Mo sat on Wu Jiong and watched all this in shock.

Fortunately, he passed through the Riverside Tribe when he crossed over. If he had gone to other tribes, it would have been more difficult for him to adapt.

"We're here—" a sub-orc from another tribe shouted.

Everyone looks different, but the orcs speak the same language.

Jian Mo looked up and saw the Mengshui tribe in front.

The Mengshui tribe is located in the plains and is much larger than the riverside tribe.

Their house is located on the plain, dotted with stars. From one end to the other, it is almost impossible to see the end.

The houses are made of stone and are mostly one-story.

The difference is that the people of the Mengshui tribe paint various ocher red lines on their stone houses, especially on the door frames and window frames.

The red ocher of the window frame is in sharp contrast with the white bark used as the window, giving it a strong and rough flavor.

The windows of the riverside tribes are also covered with bark at night, which is not so exquisite.

Jian Mo stared at it, guessing that there might be hematite or something near the Mengshui tribe, which was why there were so many ocher pigments.

While various thoughts were flashing through Jian Mo's mind, they had already arrived at the clearing designated by the Mengshui Tribe.

The sub-orcs got off the orcs one after another and unloaded the things the orcs were carrying.

With the help of Qing Kuo and Zhou Fu, Jian Mo removed the basket from Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong turned his back, changed back into human form, and put on the animal skin robe.

As the leader of the Riverside Tribe, he was going to discuss the hunting conference with the Mengshui Tribe.

Wu Jiong said to Jian Mo: "There is some chaos at the hunting conference. You will be with Qing Kuo and the others later and don't run around. I have already told Qing Kuo and they will help."

Jian Mo nodded: "I understand. "

Wu Jiong: "I'll come to you after talking to the people from the Mengshui tribe. If you need anything, just call the people from our tribe. Don't be afraid."

Jian Mo was not afraid, but Wu Jiong was more talkative than usual. Seems a little uneasy.

Jian Mo smiled at him: "It's okay. When I was in our...tribe, I participated in many activities."

Wu Jiong looked at him for two seconds, spoke to Qing Kuo again, and then left.

Qing Kuo packed up his things and brought his partner Di Ya over: "Jian Mo, you have a lot of stuff, why don't you just find a place to set up a stall? I'm too tired from walking."

Jian Mo nodded: "I'll listen to you. "

So, Qing Kuo took Jian Mo and found a place to set up a stall by the river of the Mengshui tribe.

There are people coming and going around, there are many people setting up stalls, and there are many types of goods for exchange, many of which are special handicrafts.

Jian Mo looked around and didn't see the second stall that only exchanged food, so he felt relieved.

Jian Mo put out two baskets of fish nuggets, placed a large leaf on top of the fish nuggets, placed fish nuggets on the leaf, and placed a bunch of wooden skewers next to it.

Qing Kuo was puzzled: "What are you putting this for?"

Jian Mo: "Let people taste it. Everyone doesn't know what fish nuggets are. After tasting it, there may be many more people willing to switch."

Qing Kuo understood.

While they were talking, an orc with a keen sense of smell gathered in front of their stall and asked, "What is this?"

The orc was referring to the fish pieces.

Jian Mo raised his head and said, "Try the fish nugget."

The orc visibly hesitated when he heard the word "fish nugget." When Jian Mo said to try it, he quickly poked a fish nugget with a skewer and held it up to him. In front of him, he couldn't move at all.

He hesitantly took the fish piece and put it into his mouth, and then his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

Jian Mo smiled: "Really? Change it to something different?"

The orc moved the basket on his back to the front and took out the contents. He took it out: "Which one do you want?"

Jian Mo looked at the stems of various plants, beautiful stones, wild fruits, bone daggers, etc., turned over them, and gently picked out the bone dagger: "Change this one. Is that okay?"

Orc: "Of course."

Jian Mo took the leaves prepared in advance and packed a large bag of fish fillets for the orc.

The orc took the fish piece and put it into the basket, but did not leave. Instead, he introduced himself: "My name is Duan Xu, an orc from the Red Scorpion tribe."

Jian Mo: "My name is Jian Mo." Duan Xu

was a little confused . He smiled nervously: "Are you going to watch the gladiatorial match later? I'm in third place."

Qing Kuo raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this from the side.

Jian Mo was at a loss: "I want to exchange fish pieces here."

Duan continued: "You can come over and have a look after changing. There are many warriors coming this year. The gladiatorial competition should be good to watch."

Jian Mo did not expect this orc to be so enthusiastic. After thanking him, he said: "If I can make it in time, I will go early. Take a look."

Duan Xu nodded.

After the strange orc left, Qing Kuo asked, "Want to go and have a look?"

Jian Mo nodded: "Wu Jiong will also participate. Zhou Fu and the others also said they would go. We have made an appointment to cheer Wu Jiong later."

Qing Kuo smiled and said, "Let's get over there as soon as possible."

While they were chatting, more and more people were attracted by the smell of fish pieces and flocked over.

Jian Mo was not stingy at all and held the fish pieces for everyone to taste.

Many people have never tasted fish nuggets with this kind of taste, and most of them said they would like to try something different.

Jian Mo exchanged animal oil, stems, cloth, spices and other supplies with others.

The fish nuggets were emptied very quickly. In just a moment, the two large baskets of fish nuggets were all replaced.

Jian Mo also went to help other sub-orcs in the tribe change things.

Qing Kuo followed him leisurely: "Aren't you going to watch the gladiatorial match?"

Jian Mo: "Wu Jiong and the others' match is very far behind. It's too late to go later. I just happened to help Zhou Fu and the others change their things and go together. ."

Qing Kuo smiled when he heard this, a smile that was a little tolerant and a little funny.

Jian Mo felt that he was a little weird today, but couldn't remember what was so weird about it.

Jian Mo had opened a pet hospital. Although it was not very successful, he still had business experience.

He helped other sub-orcs in the tribe change things faster than they could change things themselves, and they quickly finished changing most of their things.

After changing, everyone went to watch the gladiatorial match.

There are other competitions at the hunting conference, but everyone says that the gladiatorial competition is the most exciting and worth watching.

They came to the edge of the arena. Wu Jiong and the others were still waiting and had not entered the venue. When they saw them coming, Wu Jiong took them to the stands.

There are already other orcs competing in the arena.

These orcs all adopted the form of beasts.

Jian Mo was in the stands, looking down through the gaps in the crowd.

In the arena, two huge "beasts" like elephants and rhinos were colliding and making deafening roars.

The intensity of their battle caused the ground to tremble, and Jian Mo could feel the tremor even while standing in the stands.

Too scary.

He had never seen such a game before. This kind of collision of force, flying flesh and blood, huge roars, etc., all made him secrete adrenaline like crazy.

He opened his mouth slightly and felt a dryness in his mouth.

The people around him were extremely excited, and countless cheers sounded from all directions, deafening.

Some people even shouted hoarse.

Jian Mo smelled the sweat in the air and felt that the sweat could convey excitement and excitement.

Jian Mo suddenly felt out of tune with this world, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong will also appear later, and Jian Mo can't imagine him turning into a giant wolf and fighting with his body directly.

When he looked over, Wu Jiong happened to look over, and the two met their eyes.

Wu Jiong's eyes were very calm, completely different from the frenzy around him. When he saw Jian Mo, he nodded slightly to Jian Mo with calm eyes.

The surroundings were extremely noisy, and Jian Mo had to get close to Wu Jiong. In Wu Jiong's ear, he asked with a little worry: "Are we really competing?"

Wu Jiong nodded: "I am the clan leader, so I am competing."

Jian Mo: "Is it a rule?"

Wu Jiong thought for a moment before realizing what "rules" meant, and shook his head: "It's not a rule, but each tribe knows the current combat power of other tribes in the arena - how many are there? If you are young and strong, you can fight, so you have to play."

Jian Mo understood that it was difficult for the tribes to start a formal war, so he showed off his minions in the arena.

He said with some annoyance: "If I had known better, I would not have brought so many fish pieces here, but my medical kit."

Wu Jiong said to him gently: "It's okay, everyone knows it, and they won't really mess around. "

Wu Jiong introduced the situation on the court to Jian Mo's ear - who gave up, who didn't play well, who was in the wrong position...

With Wu Jiong's leadership, Jian Mo gradually understood. I began to feel the blood in the arena.

After a while, someone came over and called, saying that it was the turn of the orcs from their riverside tribe to play.

Jian Mo felt as if his heart had been pinched, and he immediately became nervous.

Although the orcs in the arena knew what was going on, at least one of them would end up bloody in every game.

Jian Mo could not stop him, so he could only stand where Wu Jiong was standing with his fists clenched, silently looking towards the arena among the crowd.

As the clan leader, Wu Jiong transformed into a huge white wolf and was the first to represent the Riverside Tribe.

Opposite him was an orc who looked like a hill, with thick leather armor and curved tusks. He looked stocky and huge.

Jian Mo stared intently at the arena. The orc opposite had such a good defense, and he didn't know how Wu Jiong was going to defeat him.

"Don't worry." Qing Kuo said next to him, "Wu Jiong's fighting ability is very strong, one of the best among all the nearby tribes. The giant armored orc opposite is no match for him."

Jian Mo nodded, still staring at him with good eyesight. When he landed on the field, he didn't turn around.

The two giant beasts on the field didn't mean to be polite at all. They immediately pounced on each other and started biting each other.

The audience instantly burst into cheers, and even Qing Kuo couldn't help but turn his head to watch the game and shout.

The two giant beasts were injured in the huge collision and bite. It was just that the giant wolf had two small wounds, but the opposite side was already covered in blood.

The cheers from the Riverside Tribe were even louder, and everyone was excited.

The giant armored orc was not timid, but the wound stimulated his blood. He pounced harder, and every step made the earth tremble.

The giant wolf is more flexible, and can just avoid the impact of the giant armored beast every time, and seize the opportunity to tear off the giant armored beast's skin and flesh.

Obviously, as a canine, sharp teeth are his magic weapon to win.

After a while, he tore the throat of the giant armored beast until it was dripping with blood. In the last step, he directly grabbed the opponent's throat, pressed the giant armored beast to the ground, and watched condescendingly.

The slightly narrow wolf eyes stared at the giant armored beast, bringing an aura of death.

As long as he exerts force, the huge bite force can bite the opponent's throat.

The giant beast had to admit defeat, and the referee announced the end of the game.

The giant armored orc ended unwillingly, while the giant wolf stayed where he was, waiting for the next orc to take the form of a beast.

Jian Mo swallowed and felt that her palms were sweaty.

Qing Kuo also turned his attention away from the arena and said to Jian Mo: "The riverside tribe has been headed by cat-type orcs for dozens of generations, that is, Zefeng's father Dejiang's lineage."

Jian Mo was a little surprised. He would suddenly say this and turn his head to look at him.

Qingkuo: "Dejiang and his companions are not much smaller than giant wolves, but their claws are sharper, their bodies are more flexible, and their fighting power is extremely terrifying. Until Wu Jiong was a boy, he defeated the entire tribe with crushing victory and was unanimously recommended. As the clan leader."

Qing Kuo commented: "He is a born warrior."

Jian Mo turned to look at Wu Jiong in the arena and said, "How awesome."

Qing Kuo nodded and said, "Of course, he is the pride of our tribe. "

The giant wolf transformed by Wu Jiong challenged eight orcs in total, and none of them lost.

But in the end, his snow-white fur was stained red with blood, which was shocking.

As a veterinarian, Jian Mo has treated countless small animals. He has seen all kinds of bloody scenes, but at this time, he felt that his hands and feet were weak.

He didn't really want to watch anymore, but he didn't dare to leave.

He was afraid that something would happen to Wu Jiong when he left.

The game finally ended. After the battle, Wu Jiong returned to his human form and returned to the stands.

Jian Mo kept looking at him.

Wu Jiong turned around, showed off his body, and whispered, "It's okay, he'll be fine in a moment."

Jian Mo looked around him and said, "I'll give you some medicine later."

He was indeed covered in flesh and blood. The wound was very shallow. Although it was still bleeding, the blood flow would stop automatically after a while.

Wu Jiong nodded and sat next to Jian Mo.

The two continued to watch the game.

The orc on the field was not Wu Jiong, so Jian Mo was a little absent-minded.

Wu Jiong: "Do you still want to watch? Don't you want us to go out and hang out?"

Jian Mo was really not used to this kind of fanatical environment, but he looked at the arena: "Let's take a look again, it's still an orc from our tribe. It's not very good if we don't watch. " Okay."

Wu Jiong looked at him and nodded for a while.

The competition in the arena is indeed on point.

There were no accidents in the second half of the stage. Although everyone was injured in their animal form, it shouldn't be too serious in their human form.

It was getting dark.

At the end of today's game, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong stood up and prepared to go back.

Wu Jiong took the basket on his back and asked, "Did you get anything good today?"

"It's not bad. I got a lot of practical things." Jian Mo showed the contents of the basket to Wu Jiong, "I'll change it again." I bought a lot of fabric, and I will sew two sets of clothes for you when I get back."

As he said that, Jian Mo grabbed the changed fabric and suddenly paused with his hand.

Wu Jiong: "What's wrong?"

Jian Mo took out the piece of cloth he caught and showed it to Wu Jiong: "This piece of cloth is different, it seems to be extra soft."

Chapter 15 Reward

Jian Mo took out the gray-white cloth from the basket on his back and showed it to Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong took it in his hand, squeezed it, and said, "The cloth is made from the fur of the beast."

Jian Mo: "The beast?"

Wu Jiong nodded: "The fur of the beast is particularly soft, unlike other animals. It's different, it's easy to recognize."

This was the first time Jian heard the name "Duotuo Beast", but she had never seen it before.

He asked: "What does a beast of burden look like? Are there many tribes raising them nearby?"

Wu Jiong: "Not many. The fur of this beast is very good, and it can be milked after giving birth, but it is very difficult to raise. We are very timid. One year

, our tribe used a large amount of beast meat to exchange for three beasts of burden, and they all died within a season

. Don't raise them in spring, because they are more likely to die in winter."

When Jian Mo heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Since it is easy to die, if you want to change the beast, you don't need much animal meat,

right ?" Jiong: "More. If you raise less tribes, you will need more animal meat."

"Huh?" Jian Mo sighed, "I thought it would be less."

Wu Jiong: "It doesn't matter if you have more. I'll give you two instead." Just for fun."

Jian Mo touched the piece of cloth made from the beast's hair, but still couldn't resist the temptation: "Let's ask first, maybe we don't need as much animal meat as we thought?"

Wu Jiong had no objection to this and just asked: "Do you remember which tribe exchanged this piece of cloth with you?"

Jian Mo thought for a long time and shook his head.

It was so confusing when changing the fish pieces. Everyone was busy getting the supplies to change. He didn't look at the things carefully when he received them, and just stuffed them into his backpack.

Furthermore, there were so many people taking the cloth at that time that he couldn't tell who took which piece.

Jian Mo had a headache: "How about I ask Qing Kuo tomorrow? He is familiar with the sub-orcs nearby and may remember it."

Wu Jiong: "Go and ask now."

Jian Mo raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside: "It's getting dark."

Wu Jiong said, "It doesn't matter. I'll show you the door of his house."

This was the first time Jian Mo visited Qing Kuo's house.

Qing Kuo's home is not far away. His home is downstream of the river and can be reached in a few steps.

Qingkuo's house is very big. Although it only has one floor, it is bigger than Wujiong's house. From the outside, it looks like a tall and large stone house.

Jian Mo guessed that maybe because his family had two children, the house was built extra large.

The orcs and sub-orcs are very strong, but their fertility is very weak.

Many couples may not be able to have children in their lifetime. It is very rare for Qingkuo's family to have two children.

Perhaps hearing footsteps, Ban Ming ran out of the house.

Across the dusk, he saw Jian Mo and Wu Jiong, and he was a little surprised: "Clan leader, brother Jian Mo?"

Wu Jiong nodded: "We asked your father about the cloth."

Ban Ming was confused: "What cloth? Come in."

The two walked into Qingkuo's house.

Qing Kuo invited them over to eat roasted animal meat.

Jian Mo looked around quietly and found that Qing Kuo's home was very clean and tidy, with an original beauty.

Everyone sat by the firepit, and Wu Jiong explained his purpose.

Qing Kuo indeed remembered: "The cloth was given by the sub-orcs of the Bingjiang tribe."

Seeing that Jian Mo did not respond, Qing Kuo reminded: "I asked you to give him an extra piece of fish at that time."

Jian Mo remembered this. : "Ah, it's him?"

Qing Kuo: "You want to change to a pack beast? Pack beasts are difficult to raise. If you like fabrics made from pack beast hair, why not just change to some animal hair."

Jian Mo didn't think so . Good intentions: "Compared to the animal hair, I actually want the milk of the beast of burden."

Qing Kuo wrinkled his nose: "Its milk is a bit salty and fishy, ​​so it's not very tasty."

Bian The kitten Jiu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly made a "meow" sound.

Jian Mo looked at the round-headed kitten.

Ban Ming translated to his younger brother: "Banju said that the meat of the Tuotuo beast is not delicious."

Qing Kuo squinted at him and suddenly grabbed Ban Ming's ear: "When are you going to feed Banju the Tuotuo?" The meat of the beast?"

Ban Ming said awkwardly: "I'll get a small piece today."

Qing Kuo raised his hand and knocked him: "Don't give Banjiu any messy food!"

Ban Ming said: "Hey, I'll give it to you. Let him try it!"

Di Ya kept laughing beside her and reached out to touch her little son's round fur head.

Jian Mo waited for their fight to end and asked: "Does the Bingjiang tribe usually exchange their beasts of burden to people from other tribes?"

Ban Ming looked up while being beaten: "Yes, most tribes do Having raised a beast of burden is not a rare beast. If they don't want to change it, they can just catch it in the wild."

Jian Mo was surprised: "Is there a beast of burden in the wild?"

Ban Ming: "Yes, but it's a beast of burden caught in the wild. It's even harder to raise them. They die easily, and a thunder can kill a large number of them. If there weren't so many of them, there might not even be such beasts left today. " Jian Mo: "It's really difficult to raise them, right

?"

Yang Jian Mo still wanted to see it, and they had discussed it at Qing Kuo's house. They would go together to change the beast of burden tomorrow, then say goodbye to their house and leave.

Jian Mo rarely hangs around outside the tribe at this time.

It was not pitch black outside, the stars above were twinkling, the mountains and forests in the distance were dark, and the river beside the tribe reflected light slightly.

The air was a bit cold, but walking on the wide and flat dirt road was very comfortable.

Jian Mo looked at the distant mountains and said, "I didn't expect it would be quite comfortable to go for a walk at night."

Wu Jiong walked next to him and said, "Yeah."

The two walked in the tribe for a while and went home early to sleep.

While Jian Mo was lying on the animal skin mattress, she was still thinking about what she could do if she could get a beast of burden after it gave birth to milk.

Drink some milk every day to supplement calcium?

If you can save more milk, you can make cream, cheese, etc., and maybe even make some desserts.

Jian Mo fell asleep with a beautiful vision of future life, and woke up early the next morning.

He was going to a hunting conference today, and he specially brought a medicine kit and fresh herbs.

Everyone looked at the medicine box and medicinal herbs, and many people were confused.

Jian Mo explained: "People from our tribe have to go on stage, so bring them with you just in case."

Qing Kuo patted him on the back: "You are still soft-hearted."

Jian Mo muttered: "It's not that you are soft-hearted, we made it when we were in school I swear to protect the health of animals."

Everyone looked at each other. Although they didn't understand what he meant, they all laughed.

When he arrived at the Mengshui tribe, everyone said they would help him inquire about the beast of burden.

Even if the people of the Bingjiang tribe are unwilling to change, there should be other tribes who are willing to change.

Jian Mo nodded quickly to thank everyone.

Many orcs and sub-orcs had never heard of the concept of a veterinarian, and because the fish pieces Jian Mo brought yesterday were so delicious, everyone came to watch him in order to join in the fun.

In addition to the gladiatorial competition today, there is also a hunting competition. The intensity of the competition is even worse than yesterday.

So before the end of the morning, Jian Mo got two sick cases, one had a broken leg, and the other had a big gash on his body.

They were all from other tribes, so Jian Mo didn't care and took them in for treatment.

The two orcs' muscles twitched in pain under his hands, but the treatment effect was good. After the treatment, there was nothing serious visible to the naked eye. Both of them were very grateful to him.

Jian Mo was busy treating patients and had no time to inquire about the beast of burden.

He wanted to wait until the evening, after the hunting meeting, to ask.

It just so happens that the orcs and sub-orcs are going back to their tribes. If everything goes well, they may follow along and bring back the beasts of burden.

While Jian Mo was busy, someone in the crowd called him: "Brother Jian Mo!"

Jian Mo looked up and saw Ban Ming with a sub-orc looking at him outside the crowd.

He thought someone needed help, so he stood up and said, "What's wrong?"

Ban Ming smiled and said, "Brother Jian Mo, don't you want a pack beast? Amon brought the pack beast."

Ban Ming stepped aside . He retreated, revealing a slightly nervous young sub-orc behind him.

The young orc called "Brother Jian Mo", then pursed his lips and said, "Thank you for helping my father's leg. I heard that you want a pack beast, so I will give you these two pack beasts."

The young man said . , pulling up the two beasts behind him.

The two beasts of burden looked very nervous, clinging tightly to each other without saying a word.

They look a bit like deers and are built like deers, but their backs are very flat, as if they have a wooden board on their backs.

It is said that after they give birth to babies, they will carry the babies on their backs so that they can escape at any time, so they are called beasts of burden.

Without waiting for Jian Mo to respond, the young man directly brought the two beasts of burden over and put the rope on him: "Here you go."

Jian Mo didn't know if it was appropriate to accept it, so she looked at Ban Ming for some hints.

Ban Ming would only look at the young man and giggle, completely unaware of Jian Mo's gaze.

Jian Mo hesitated for a moment: "Okay, thank you."

He had to charge for treating people from other tribes. At worst, he would ask Wu Jiong later. If it was not suitable, he would return it or replenish some supplies. .

After sending off the beast of burden, the young man ran away quickly.

Jian Mo looked at the two nervous and trembling beasts of burden and felt that they couldn't be tied here. If the two beasts of burden that he finally got were frightened to death, he would suffer a big loss.

Jian Mo packed up his things, told the people in the tribe, and planned to take the beast of burden to a quieter place to wait.

The tribesmen readily agreed and said that if they saw Wu Jiong, they would ask Wu Jiong to come find him.

Wu Jiong was in the middle of a hunting competition, and Jian Mo felt that he was not coming so quickly.

Unexpectedly, after Jian Mo waited in a quiet place for a while, Wu Jiong came over.

Jian Mo stood up and looked at him: "Have you finished the competition?"

Wu Jiong nodded: "I finished the competition and got the first place."

Jian Mo: "That's amazing! I'm going to have a big dinner to celebrate tonight. Let me show you what others have given me. The beasts of burden!"

Jian Mo pulled out the beasts of burden and showed them to Wu Jiong: "I just saw them, they are a male and a female."

Wu Jiong: "I heard that they were given to me by the orcs from the Heroic Tribe. ?"

Jian Mo: "It's from the orc with a broken leg. I was just going to ask you."

Wu Jiong looked at the beast and said seriously, "Take it. It's important."

Jian Mo sighed, "Then I'll take it. I'll give Ban Ming some meat later in the evening and ask him to bring it to Amon. "

The competition outside isn't over yet, and there are other activities.

Jian Mo stood and asked Wu Jiong: "Do you want to go back and continue organizing the competition?"

Wu Jiong took the beast from his hand: "No, I'll let Dejiang and Di Ya watch. Let's go back first. The beast is gone We have no choice but to lead him."

Jian Mo looked at the beast whose muscles were twitching with nervousness and said, "That's okay."

Wu Jiong put Jian Mo's basket on his back and led the beast, planning to follow him. Take a shortcut and walk straight back.

It's getting early and I'm not tired today, so I'll just take it for a walk.

The two left the Mengshui tribe and walked all the way to the tribe.

The Mengshui tribe's terrain is low and there are many plants around it. Jian Mo picked a lot of fruits and spices on the way.

Many of the spices were new to him at this hunting conference. Although they were different from the spices on earth, they tasted different and very good.

As they walked, the two beasts of burden also ate.

The beasts of burden are omnivores, eating meat as well as grass. Jian Mo observed what they ate and gradually got a good idea of ​​what they liked to eat.

Even if they are timid, they like to eat quite a lot, so it shouldn't be difficult to find food for them.

When the two of them walked back to the tribe with the beast of burden, it was completely dark.

The others who had attended the hunting convention were back.

The people patrolling outside the tribe saw the pack beast they were holding and said with a smile: "Jian Mo finally changed to a pack beast?"

Jian Mo nodded: "Yes, it was given to me by the family of an orc who injured his leg. "

The patrolman said: "Hey, it's great to know how to treat. You guys should go back and have a rest. It's been a tiring day."

The two of them led the beast back home.

Jian Mo looked inside and outside the house: "Where to keep them? Or keep them next to the flying-winged beasts?"

Wu Jiong: "Then they will be scared to death. Keep them outside the house first, and tomorrow I will find some wood to surround them. Circle them."

Jian Mo nodded repeatedly: "Okay, then I will prepare food for them first."

The beasts of burden were quite adapted to their home environment. The evidence was that they were still alive the next morning and covered the soil under their feet. Gnawed bald.

Jian Mo looked at the Piggyback Beast, then turned to look at Wu Jiong: "I said they should get along with the Winged Beast."

Wu Jiong had question marks in his eyes.

Jian Mo pointed at the soil at the feet of the beasts: "Look."

The grass under the beasts' feet had also been eaten up by them. Now they were eating grass roots, grinding their teeth and looking at them innocently with their big eyes. Seeing Jian Mo pointing over, he called out in a long voice: "Duo——"

It was the same as the flying winged beast.

Jian Mo went over to check on the beast of burden and opened its mouth to take a look.

According to my experience as a veterinarian, pack animals should be ruminants, and the grass in their mouths has obviously been digested.

It's a bit magical, after all, this guy is an omnivore.

Jian Mo touched his belly again, then stopped.

He raised his head and looked at Wu Jiong: "This female beast seems to be pregnant." Wu

Jiong bent down and said, "Let me take a look."

Soon, Wu Jiong was sure that the beast was pregnant.

The belly of the female beast of burden is bulging, and through the thin belly, you can feel the traces of the fetus inside.

Jian Mo sighed: "Amon is so kind. I'll ask Ban Ming to bring him more food later. Speaking of which, how long does it take for the beast to get pregnant? Will we be able to harvest the beast's milk soon?"

Wu Jiong: " In half a quarter, when winter comes, it should be ready."

Jian Mo looked at the female beast, and his eyes lit up: "Wow."

Chapter 16 Improvement

It will take some time for the beast of burden to produce milk. Jian Mo is still mainly focusing on the hunting conference at this stage.

The hunting conference lasts for nine days in total.

The people in the tribe do not participate in the whole process, but take turns to go there. The remaining time is spent hunting and gathering in preparation for winter.

After the people of the Mengshui tribe heard about Jian Mo's reputation, they asked him to sit in the hunting meeting and settled supplies for him every day, so he had to go there every day.

In the morning, after Jian Mo had breakfast and fed the Winged Beast and the Piggyback Beast, he went to the Mengshui Tribe with Wu Jiong.

They rode the flying-winged beast directly and flew in a straight line, much faster.

Their riverside tribe was some distance away from the Mengshui tribe, so even if they took a flying-winged beast, they would not arrive too early.

Many people had arrived early, and there were many people setting up stalls, hanging out, and chatting, making it very lively.

When they arrived at the place, Wu Jiong led the flying-winged beast to tie it up, while Jian Mo went to the place left for him by the Mengshui tribe, put down the medicine box, and prepared for treatment.

Just as Jian Mo sat down, a sub-orc from the Mengshui tribe came over with a clay pot: "Doctor Jian Mo, try our sweet drink, which is made with cold leaves and sweet fruits. Do you think it's what you said?" "That smell?"

- The orcs originally wanted to call Jian Mo priest or witch doctor, but Jian Mo felt ashamed, so he asked everyone to call him doctor.

Jian Mo stood up and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

The sub-orc man avoided it, put the pottery pot on his table, put out the bowl he brought, and asked with a smile: "Chief Wujiong is not here today?

" Here we go, tie up the flying winged beast." Jian Mo took a sip of the drink and narrowed his eyes at the cold and sweet taste. "It tastes good!"

The orc man said, "Yes, when I made it in the morning. , people in our tribe also say it tastes good, but the way you said is better."

As they were talking, a panicked voice came from behind: "Doctor Jian Mo -"

Jian Mo turned around and saw. Two panicked people ran over quickly with a child in their arms.

The child closed his eyes tightly and cried loudly. When he opened his mouth, blood was pouring out of the child's mouth.

Jian Mo's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out and swept the things on the table to a corner: "Put the child up quickly! What's wrong with the child?"

The orc man holding the child tightly said, "I just climbed a tree and fell. Vomiting blood!"

Jian Mo saw that the orc man's hand was about to convulse and said to him, "Let me see what's going on first. Let the child lie on his side."

The child was still crying when he was placed on the table. He was crying loudly. Feeling full of energy.

Generally speaking, the problem of injured people who can make such loud noises is not too big. This little orc is in good condition.

Jian Mo quickly opened the little orc's mouth and looked carefully, then put his head against his chest and listened carefully.

The people around me didn't dare to express their anger and stood behind nervously.

Jian Mo judged for a few minutes, then raised his head and said, "There should be no internal injuries. The reason why the mouth is full of blood is because there was a big cut in the mouth by the teeth, and a piece of the tooth was chipped."

As he said that, Jian Mo opened the little orc's mouth and gave it to him. A father looks at it.

As expected, there was a large bleeding hole in the little orc's mouth.

When the two fathers saw this, their hearts relaxed subconsciously, and the expressions on their faces softened.

Jian Mo opened the medicine box, took out the animal urine bubble filled with salt water, and rinsed the child.

Soon, the blood in the little orc's mouth was washed away, and the big hole was blocked by Jian Mo with a clean cloth.

Jian Mo comforted the little orc and said to the parents, "He was about to change his teeth, right?"

The little orc's father nodded repeatedly. Jian Mo pressed his head against the little orc's chest again. Listening to the sound of his internal organs, he judged that there was nothing wrong with it, so he said, "Then pull out the tooth. Half

of it has collapsed, and it is easy to get infected if it is left in the mouth."

The father didn't quite understand the meaning of infection, but seeing Jian Mo's deft operation, he had extraordinary trust in him, and he already said what he said.

Jian Mo looked at the little orc in human form and felt uncomfortable.

He is a veterinarian after all.

He discussed with his parents: "Can you let the little guy transform back into his beast form? That would be easier for me to deal with."

The little beastman stopped crying, but there were big tears hanging on his cheeks, and he looked at Jian Mo nervously.

Jian Mo looked down at the little orc and asked, "Is that okay?"

The two parents had no objections, and the little orc nodded obediently.

The little orc's father untied the little orc's animal skin skirt, and the little orc lay on his side and transformed back into his beast form.

Probably a little guy from the mustelidae family.

Jian Mo looked at the familiar animal shape on the table with relaxation in his eyes.

Next is the part that Jian Mo is most familiar with.

He looked at the little guy who was fixed, picked up the wooden tweezers, clamped the half-cracked canine, quickly and accurately pulled it upwards in the direction of the loose tooth, and directly pulled out the broken tooth.

His speed was so fast that the little guy didn't even react. He had already started rinsing him with salt water. After making sure that the tooth was clean, he covered it with a small piece of sterilized cloth.

"Bite." Jian Mo said to the little guy.

The little guy blinked his eyes and closed his mouth obediently, much more obedient than Jian Mo's previous animal patients.

Jian Mo couldn't help but praise: "Awesome. What a brave little guy."

The little guy's ears twitched and he looked away, not daring to look at Jian Mo. He was obviously a little shy.

Jian Mo said to the two parents: "Okay, try not to eat on the side where the tooth was extracted in the past two days, and don't lick the area where the tooth was removed."

The little guy's bleeding had stopped long ago, and there was still blood on his cheek . There are tears hanging down, but people have recovered their spirits.

The little orc's father: "Don't you need to apply any medicine?"

Jian Mo put away the used instruments separately and planned to disinfect them later: "No, the saliva itself can be disinfected and the wound can heal on its own."

Two fathers and a half He nodded understandingly, probably understanding what Jian Mo meant.

The little orc's father brought a basket from behind and said gratefully: "Doctor Jian Mo, this is for you."

When the two parents brought the little orc over just now, their kin brought their supplies together. .

At this time, the basket held by the little orc's father was exactly the basket they were carrying.

Jian Mo took off the leaves covering the basket, looked at the round yellow-brown fruit as big as an egg inside, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Hey, I got the wrong one." The little orc's father took a look and hurriedly He wanted to take the basket back and said, "This is for feeding the flying winged beasts and the carrying beasts. What I want to get you is the wood root." If

the flying winged beasts and the carrying beasts can eat it, then it is non-toxic.

Jian Mo picked up a fruit and smelled it, then dug into the smooth and hard outer skin with her nails.

After picking it, a bitter smell hit my nose, and there was also an unpleasant smell. It was either smelly or unpleasant.

Jian Mo tried to squeeze the fruit open, but unexpectedly it didn't open even after squeezing it hard.

Just when he was hesitating whether to bite directly, Wu Jiong came back, took the fruit from his hand, gently squeezed it open and handed it back to him.

He turned to smile at Wu Jiong and smelled the round nuts inside.

Jian Mo: "This is the nut that's edible, right?"

The little orc's father said, "Yes, but it's not very tasty. If it weren't for the famine years when there was no food, no one would eat this. We all brought it in exchange for supplies. The tribe of beasts of burden."

As he said this, the father suddenly reacted: "Dr. Jian Mo, you also raise beasts of burden. I'll give you this basket of noodles, and I'll give you some wood root. Jian Mo

held the mianguo and said, "Just give me the mianguo. There is no need to give it to Mu Dinggen. I didn't do anything."

The little orc's father disagreed: "That won't work. How shameful is it to just give him the mianguo?"

He said: "Anyway, our river is full of noodle fruits. Let's go fishing for some tomorrow." Jian Mo was surprised and stared at the noodle fruits with smooth skin like chestnuts: "Do they

grow in the river?"

The orc's father: "Yeah, but I guess your tribe doesn't have it, only tribes like us with low terrain have it."

Jian Mo smiled and said: "Then I really have learned a lot. Just give me the fruit and listen to me." "

His attitude was very resolute, and the two fathers of the little orc could no longer argue, so they had no choice but to give him a basket of nuts and leave the basket with him.

The two quickly left with the little orc, while Jian Mo continued to stay where he was, waiting for the next injured person.

Today went well, and I didn't encounter anything difficult next.

In the evening, Jian Mo said goodbye to the people of the Mengshui tribe and returned to the tribe with Wu Jiong.

He poured some of the dough out and wanted to feed it to the beasts of burden.

Wu Jiong stopped him: "You have to peel out the kernels inside. They can't digest the outer shell and are easy to burst to death."

Jian Mo looked at the nut shell: "Aren't their teeth very useful?"

Wu Jiong: "They have good teeth. No, I'll borrow a sheller."

Wu Jiong went out and quickly borrowed a sheller.

The sheller has a circular groove into which you can place the doughnuts. On top is a stone knife with a wooden handle. After placing the doughnuts, press and roll them with the knife, and the doughnuts will be cut out. The circular incision makes the kernels inside fall out with a gentle pinch.

The kernels inside are actually quite impressive, as big as a longan, and quite heavy in the hand.

It just smells really bad.

Jian Mo was so smoked that he felt like retching.

After Wu Jiong cut the shells, Jian Mo took the noodles and fed them to the beast.

The beasts of burden can't eat too much, and Jian Mo didn't dare to feed them just nuts, for fear that if they were too dry, they would damage their intestines and stomach, and they would have to mix them with grass.

So, Jian Mo took the remaining half of the fruit and fed it to the flying winged beast.

After seeing the results, the flying-winged beast cautiously took a sniff.

It obviously didn't like the smell of nutmeg, so it raised its head after sniffing it, then sniffed it again, but hesitated to open its mouth.

Seeing it like this, Jian Mo said, "Forget it if you don't like it. I'll bring you other food later."

The flying-winged beast held the basket of noodles in its mouth and refused to let Jian Mo take it away. It raised its dark eyes to look at it. Him: "What?"

Jian Mo: "You don't want to eat, what are you talking about?"

The winged beast held the basket tightly in its mouth and refused to let go. After hesitating for a long time, it opened its mouth, took a handful, and chewed it.

It just falls out while chewing it, just like those drinkers who drink half a glass and drink half a glass without swallowing a drop in the throat.

Jian Mo helplessly stretched out his hand and patted its big head: "If you don't want to eat, don't eat. Don't waste food!"

The flying-winged beast looked at Jian Mo and showed a small part of the white of its eyes guiltily. In the end, he couldn't hold it back and said "啕" Spit out all the scraps.

Jian Mo was speechless.

The chewed dough was milky white, and the winged beast spat it out in a big puddle, making it smell even worse.

Jian Mo couldn't stand the dirty look, so she went to dig out half a basket of ashes and poured it on the dough, ready to sweep it away.

At this moment, Jian Mo suddenly noticed that the ground fruit looked familiar.

It kind of looks like beans being ground.

Jian Mo paused for a moment, swept up the noodles spat out by the flying-winged beast, and then carried the remaining noodles back.

He used a small stone mortar at home to grind the nuts, then added water to make a paste and filtered it out.

Sure enough, the bottom turned into milky white starch water - it seems that the starch content in the noodle fruit is quite high.

At least much higher than the hair root.

It just tastes really bad, ugh.

Wu Jiong's tall figure walked in from the outside and saw Jian Mo working by the fire pit. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Mo looked up at him and said, "I feel that the starch content in the noodles is quite high. Maybe I can wash it out and make it." Order something else."

Wu Jiong dipped his finger in some starch water and rubbed it: "It's quite high, but it's a pity that it can't be eaten."

Jian Mo lowered his head and smelled it, then turned his head silently to breathe in the fresh air.

Wu Jiong: "In the past, other tribes would grind the noodle fruit into powder and make cakes. Only those with special tastes could eat it."

Jian Mo looked at a pot of noodle fruit water: "Then what will happen if you eat it? Is it uncomfortable?"

Wu Jiong shook his head: "No."

Jian Mo: "No, I'll try it first."

In the evening, in addition to the meat cakes and stems they usually eat, Jian Mo made a special meal. , add various spices and stir-fry over high heat.

The noodles are indeed not delicious, and even adding pickled sauerkraut to stir-fry them can't cover up the strange taste.

He is no longer a picky eater, but he still can't eat.

Jian Mo regretted: "I also said that the fruit is so high-yielding, can it be developed into food? I don't think we have enough food in winter."

Wu Jiong: "I don't go out much in winter, so I can get by eating less."

Jian Mo Sighing: "It's uncomfortable to be hungry."

The noodles were all peeled off, so Jian Mo simply soaked them in water to see if he could soak out the unpleasant substances inside.

Under normal circumstances, soaking should remove some of the odor.

When on earth, people would also soak bitter bamboo shoots and other vegetables to get a better taste.

Wu Jiong watched him soaking the noodles without saying anything.

But when he got up the next morning, Wu Jiong said to him first: "I just saw it, and the noodles soaked in yellow water."

Jian Mo immediately said: "I'll go over and have a look!"

The noodles had been soaked all night. The fruit has swollen, but not too much.

He squeezed it with his hands, but it was not easy to crush.

The crushed dough fruit still has that unpleasant smell when placed in the palm of your hand, but it has become much lighter.

Jian Mo scrubbed the noodles and washed them again, changed the water, and planned to soak them for a few more days.

During the instant noodles, the hunting meeting came to a successful conclusion.

The total rewards received by the Riverside Tribe at the conference ranked second overall.

This is already a very good result, after all, their population is much smaller than that of the Mengshui tribe.

The hunting conference is over, and people's lives have become peaceful again.

The orcs went out to hunt as usual, and the sub-orcs also went out to collect as usual.

Just when going out, everyone couldn't help but talk about the wonderful moments of this hunting conference and some gossip they heard.

Jian Mo followed the whole process, rarely interjecting a word, but didn't discuss much. Everyone knew that he didn't like to talk and didn't care.

The noodles had been soaked for several days, and when they were taken out, they still had that strange smell.

Although the taste has become very bland, everyone has a keen sense of taste and is still not able to accept this strange ingredient.

After Zhou Fu tasted the noodle cake made by Jian Mo, he said: "If you want to eat less in winter, just eat less. I would rather be hungry than eat this strange cake."

Jian Mo looked at the cake in his hand: "I Let's think about it again."

On this day, Jian Mo went out to collect and burned the hay in the open space, then scooped the white ashes into the bucket.

Grass ash is more delicate than wood ash and has almost no grainy feel when grasped.

Wu Jiong watched his movements and came over to grab a handful and asked, "Are you going to make soap today?"

Jian Mo looked up from his busy work and said, "No, I plan to make gray water fruit cake."

Wu Jiong was silent. After a while: "What?"

Jian Mo: "Don't these fruits have a strange smell no matter how you handle them? I'll try adding gray water."

Wu Jiong: "Can gray be eaten?"

Jian Mo smiled: "Yes. There are a lot of gray water foods in our place. "

He made gray water rice dumplings and gray water rice dumplings when he was a child, and they tasted pretty good.

The most vivid memory is when grandma used gray water to make konjac tofu.

Konjac, which has such a peculiar taste, turns into delicious food after being stirred and boiled with gray water. It's really amazing.

I just don't know if the noodles will be improved using this magical cooking method.

Wu Jiong was skeptical about Hui Shui, but said nothing and just came to help.

Jian Mo imitated the look of grandma in her memory, and she and Wu Jiong ground the noodles together, added gray water to make a paste, then cut them into pieces, and then put them in a pot to cook.

I don't know if gray water or boiling water will help.

The dough paste solidifies in boiling water and becomes a cake-like texture.

Jian Mo picked it up and smelled it, and felt that the smell inside had indeed become smaller.

They changed the water several times and cooked it for half the night. Then they picked up the cooked dough cake and put it into a large basin filled with cold water to soak.

Jian Mo planned to soak it for another day and deal with it tomorrow.

Jian Mo slapped her sore waist and was about to go upstairs, but turned around and saw Wu Jiong staring at the noodle cake. He couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

Wu Jiong: "When I just made it, I pinched a corner and tasted it. Eat it."

Jian Mo smiled: "I could eat it before, but it didn't taste good."

Wu Jiong turned to look at him.

He waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I won't argue. The orcs with keen tastes couldn't swallow it before, but now they can finally swallow it, right?"

Wu Jiong nodded.

Jian Mo: "Maybe it will be better tomorrow. Then I will stir-fry some more spices to see if I can completely suppress the strange smell."

Wu Jiong nodded again: "Go to bed early."

Jian Mo: "I Just go."

He walked to the bottom of the escalator and was about to go upstairs when he suddenly stopped and said, "Well, do you want to go upstairs to sleep?"

Wu Jiong looked over.

Jian Mo held on to the escalator and spoke faster: "It's cold and it's a bit damp down there. Sleeping for a long time is probably not good for your health. The space on the second floor is so big. You sleep on one side and I sleep on the other. It's enough."

Wu Jiong After hearing what he said: "In two days, when I have free time, I will dry the mattress before going up."

Jian Mo nodded repeatedly and quickly climbed upstairs using his hands and feet.

The next morning, the first thing Jian Mo did when he got up was to see the noodle cake.

After many times of soaking, washing, grinding, cooking and soaking again, the noodle cake has basically no peculiar smell, and it has more of the sweetness of starch and the unique fragrance of plants.

Jian Mo tasted a piece. If you ignore the strange smell, it tasted okay.

In fact, what they eat are only wild vegetables and roots, many of which are bitter or rough in taste and are not as good as the carefully made noodle cakes.

Wu Jiong walked in from the outside and saw him squatting next to the basin. He also walked over, picked up a corner of the fruit cake and tasted it.

Jian Mo asked with bright eyes: "How is it?"

Wu Jiong: "Before, I thought noodle fruits were inedible, but now it seems that maybe we just don't know how to eat them."

This evaluation was quite high. Jian Mo smiled: "Wait a minute . Later, I will go outside to pick up some sour fruits and cold leaves. It will be more delicious when fried. "

Jian Mo has been in this world for so long, and he knows exactly what grows in the tribe, so he doesn't have to pick out spices every time. They all ran into the woods.

Wu Jiong: "I'll go with you."

The two of them went outside to pick side dishes and came back. Jian Mo fished out a piece of fruit cake and sliced ​​it, then added marinated lean meat, sour fruits, cold leaves and shellfish powder and waited on the stone slab. Fry some.

The fried noodle cake is soft, glutinous and sour, and is coated with a layer of sauce. It tastes in sharp contrast to the other ingredients.

Wu Jiong could no longer taste the strange smell inside. All he could taste was the carefully prepared sauce, which tasted strangely delicious.

Jian Mo held a piece of fruit cake and stared at it.

Wu Jiong asked: "What's wrong?"

Jian Mo: "This tastes like the snack I had before."

Wu Jiong also stared at the noodle cake: "What is the snack?"

Jian Mo thought for a while: "A kind of snack . Food to satisfy cravings besides dinner? The point is to satisfy cravings, this noodle cake really satisfies cravings. "

There are many noodle cakes on the stone slab.

Jian Mo couldn't help but put a portion of it on a big plate and said, "I'll let Zhoufu and the others try it too to see what they think of the fruit cake."

Wu Jiong grabbed him who was about to leave and said, "Let's go after dinner, no?" Just a moment later. "

Chapter 17

After a hurried breakfast after traveling far away, Jian Mo wrapped a large bag of fruit cake in a big leaf and went to the open space, hoping that others could try it too.

Many sub-orcs in the tribe were waiting for their companions, ready to set off to collect.

Jian Mo walked towards the familiar group of sub-orcs.

Zhou Fu saw him and raised his hand to say hello: "What's that in your hand?"

Jian Mo walked over and opened the leaf to show them: "This is a newly made food. Try it and see if you can taste what it is." "

When Zhou Fu heard this, he immediately stretched out his hand to make some fruit cake.

Jian Mo turned around and called out to him: "Wait! I brought a stick over here."

Zhou Fu muttered: "The stick is also difficult to cut, it will be great to save it for next time, and my hands are not dirty."

Jian Mo didn't . He replied, just smiling and sending the picks and dough cakes forward.

Everyone picked up the sticks and each poked some fruit cake into it and tasted it carefully.

Soon, unexpected looks appeared on their faces.

Jian Mo asked: "Can you taste what this is?"

Zhou Fu sucked the stick and shook his head: "Don't tell me what it is, I can't taste whether it is meat or stems."

Others discussed:

"It seems to be meat, meat skin, right? Otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth."

"I don't think it's meat. Meat isn't that tender."

"What is it if it's not meat? It tastes so good?"

Jian Mo didn't even guess it when he saw them. , about to be decrypted.

Qing Kuo next to him showed a thoughtful expression: "I heard that you have been busy with noodle fruits during this period. Is this made of noodle fruits?"

Before Jian Mo could answer, Zhou Fu's eyes widened. Round Eyes: "How is that possible?! The noodle fruit is so unpalatable, and everyone uses it to feed animals, how could it possibly be made for humans to eat? Besides, the noodle fruit is round and hard, and this one is flat, soft, and delicious. How can they be the same?" Did you?"

Zhou Fu turned to Jian Mo and asked, "Is this a new food you found in the forest?"

Jian Mo shook his head and said with a smile, "It's impossible

. "

Those orcs and sub-orcs who were not very familiar with Jian Mo heard the news and came over. After tasting the noodle cake, they all did not believe that it was food made from noodle fruit.

Qing Kuo stared at the noodle cake, turned his ears into furry animal ears, made his pupils bigger and rounder, and then tasted it.

The others were busy imitating his example and releasing their animalized parts.

The parts that transformed into beasts were even more sensitive, and it was only then that everyone tasted the faint flavor of the noodles in the cake.

Qing Kuo stared at the noodle cake and asked Jian Mo: "How to make noodle cake?"

Jian Mo briefly explained the production process.

Qing Kuo said thoughtfully: "If the noodle fruits can be eaten, this winter will be much easier."

He has a cub at home that cannot yet transform. With the noodle fruits as a supplement, he should not suffer any more pain this winter. Hungry.

Others thought of this too.

Everyone looked at Jian Mo expectantly and expressed their desire to see his noodle cake.

The people hadn't finished gathering yet, and they couldn't leave so quickly, so Jian Mo took them to see it.

Jian Mo's noodle cake is placed downstairs, and there is a large basin.

This off-white food looks very solid and attractive, and tastes much better than the various stems placed on the side.

Xi Lu couldn't help but stepped forward and asked from behind the crowd: "Jian Mo, how many nuts did you use to make so many -?"

Jian Mo lightly kicked the bucket next to him: "It's just half a bucket."

Xi Lu: "There are so few."

Zhou Fu couldn't help it, looked around, and suggested: "How about we go pick noodle fruits too? Let's stock up on more before winter comes."

Xi Lu was also moved, but Shaking his head: "We have no fruit here, only those low-lying tribes have it. That is other people's territory, and we can't cross the border."

Each tribe has already divided the general scope of activities. If you go to other tribes Local collection will most likely cause conflicts.

Xi Lu reminded everyone, and everyone's expressions calmed down.

Qing Kuo said in the crowd: "Not necessarily."

He has always had authority, and as soon as he said this, everyone looked at him.

Qingkuo said: "The Zhengchi tribe had a territorial conflict with the Yigu tribe before. Later, the Mengshui tribe mediated for them, and the disputed territory was directly vacated for anyone to go."

Zhou Fu suddenly realized: "Yes . Yes, I remember that this incident was quite big, and the two tribes have not reconciled yet. "

Someone said from behind: "Do you want to ask Ying Duan? Is he a sub-orc from the Zhengchi tribe?

" He is a sub-orc from the Zhengchi tribe. He met his partner Shui Jin at a hunting conference and moved to live in the riverside tribe.

They are also the rare couple who come from different tribes.

When people of two races marry, their children will only inherit the characteristics of one race, so they did not encounter much resistance back then, and Yingduan has already integrated into their riverside tribe.

The noodle cake made by Jian Mo was indeed tempting, so everyone decided to ask Ying Duan.

They went to visit Ying Duan, and Shui Jin was also there, and the couple entertained the young people with smiles.

Hearing them ask about the noodle fruits, Yingduan thought for a while and said, "There is indeed such an isolated place, which is full of water, and there are many noodle fruits in the water."

Everyone, look at me, I Look at you, your face is full of excitement.

Yingduan continued: "However, our Zhengchi tribe and the Yigu tribe have had this fight. Both sides are holding their breath. Every year, they compete to harvest all the things in the unclaimed land. The fruit has reached the ripe season early again. , I'm not sure if there are any results there now."

As soon as he said this, the excitement on everyone's faces faded a lot.

Zhou Fu refused to give up: "Didn't it mean that noodles grow underwater, are difficult to harvest, and are not delicious, so everyone is not willing to have them? Maybe there are still some left?"

Ying Duan: "That's also possible."

Others said Not so optimistic, the noodles and fruits are not delicious, but they can be exchanged for things. The Zhengchi tribe has low terrain and many tribes, so the exchange of materials is much more frequent than here.

Qing Kuo: "You can also exchange some noodles with other tribes."

Zhou Fu: "The hunting conference has passed, there should be no tribes that have exchangeable noodles with fruits, right? Unless it is to feed the beasts of burden."

Qing Kuo looked at Zhou Fu: "You still want to go?"

Zhou Fu nodded and expressed his point of view: "It's not interesting to collect near the tribe every day, why not go for a walk."

After a pause, Zhou Fu said again: "Even if there are no fruits there "Yes, there must be something else to pick up."

This is true, and everyone was a little excited after hearing it.

Qing Kuo did not express any objection and only asked everyone to discuss it further.

So everyone was excited and worried, and formed their own teams to go out to collect or hunt.

Jian Mo has been in this world for so long and has not been to far places. Deep down in his heart, he prefers to go out for a walk, but he can't say it out loud.

Jian Mo watched them discuss it for two days, and even took Wu Jiong to discuss it several times. In the end, the minority obeyed the majority and decided to go out and have a look.

The Zhengchi tribe is much further away than the Mengshui tribe, and it takes two or three days to walk to the place.

If they were going such a far distance, they definitely couldn't send out the entire tribe. Wu Jiong and the others arranged for half of the young men to stay in the tribe and the other half to go out.

To Jian Mo's surprise, this time when they went out, everyone brought almost all the children who could transform into others, saying that they wanted to let the children see the world.

Their educational philosophy is quite advanced and inclusive.

This made Jian Mo truly feel that although the civilization of the beast world was different from what he thought, it was still a civilization and not that backward.

There were many people going out this time, and Jian Mo followed Wu Jiong closely.

They also specially brought the flying-winged beast.

The flying winged beast was also used to going out with them. It was "chirping" all the way and frequently nuzzled Jian Mo for snacks.

Jian Mo brought fried fish nuggets, fried crispy meat, fried noodles, fruit cakes, preserved fruits, etc., which are all things that the winged beast likes to eat.

It discovered that as long as it rolled around in front of Jian Mo a few more times, tilted its belly and tilted its head and chirped at Jian Mo, it would most likely get food. Now it has learned how to do it.

Jian Mo also found that the frequency of the flying winged beast's coquettish behavior increased greatly, but he couldn't resist it at all.

——Who can resist a big plush showing her soft belly in front of her and begging for stroking? !

They walked for a day and a half and came to the edge of the ownerless territory next to the Zhengchi tribe.

This territory is actually quite large, covering even half of the Riverside Tribe's territory.

Qing Kuo was riding on the animal form of his partner Di Ya, looking into the distance and shouting to the sky: "Are we going south or north now?"

Wu Jiong hugged Jian Mo and sat on the flying winged beast: "You guys rest here Jian Mo and I will ride the flying winged beast to take a look. "

They ride the flying winged beast to patrol in the air. They can see the situation below from a long distance, which is really convenient.

Everyone has no objection.

Wu Jiong took Jian Mo away on the flying winged beast.

They have been feeding and playing with the flying winged beast for the past two days. The flying winged beast has been raised to become more and more sensible. It can obey the verbal instructions and go where it is directed without them pulling the reins.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong saved their energy on flying the flying winged beast and focused on looking down.

They have a panoramic view of the mountains, forests, lakes, etc. below. Perhaps because there is no pollution, the water here is very clear. Looking down from high in the air, they can directly see the bottom of the lake.

The branches of the flower fruit are a bit like lotus, but the leaves are much smaller, and the stems and leaves are covered with dense spikes, which makes it not very friendly to people.

Jian Mo looked at several lakes. The fruit branches at the bottom of the lake were all empty, with only a few branches hanging with a few yellow-brown fruits.

The collector must have missed it.

Jian Mo withdrew her eyes in disappointment and turned to look at Wu Jiong.

The expression on Wu Jiong's face was very dull, and it seemed that the empty branches did not cause any change in his mood.

Seeing Jian Mo looking over, he said, "Let's take a look around and see if we can find unpicked noodle branches."

The two of them were very close, and the normal volume was enough.

Jian Mo's ears were puffed up by the hot breath he exhaled and turned a little red: "Then let's fly over there. There are more lakes over there."

Jian Mo pointed to one side. There were large and small lakes there. At this time It is shining quietly in the sun.

Wu Jiong had no objection, and patted the Winged Beast's wing: "Chirp, change the direction."

The Winged Beast said, "Chirp!"

They would have to go around and around on the ground, wasting a lot of time.

Flying from the sky, you only need to fly a straight distance, it is not affected by the terrain, and the speed is much faster.

They flew all the way over the lakes. Basically, there were nuts growing under all the lakes, and all the nuts were harvested.

Jian Mo felt a little nervous, fearing that so many people would return in vain after running so far.

Just when Jian Mo was thinking about things, Wu Jiong flapped the wings of the flying winged beast: "Chirp, chirp, climb over that mountain."

Jian Mo looked up and saw a high mountain lying in front of him.

The terrain here is low, with only some low shrubs and grass growing on the top of the mountain, and no snow.

Jian Mo asked: "Is it still an ownerless territory after crossing the mountain?"

Wu Jiong held Jian Mo firmly with his hands: "Yes. There is also a shallow lake in the mountain nest. The mountain road is difficult to walk, so we will go to that shallow lake There are relatively few sub-orcs. "

The physical strength of sub-orcs is far inferior to that of orcs, and it is indeed impossible for them to carry baskets on their backs across mountains and ridges to pick unpalatable nuts.

Jian Mo cheered up: "I hope the fruit there is still there!"

The flying speed of the flying winged beast seemed to be average, but in fact it flew a long distance in a short time.

As soon as it carried Jian Mo and Wu Jiong over the mountain, Jian Mo saw a corner of the lake.

The lake reflects the blue sky and white clouds, the breeze blows, the waves sparkle, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.

Jian Mo saw the dark green walnut branches in the lake at a glance, and he straightened his waist slightly in excitement: "There really are walnuts in this lake!"

Wu Jiong: "It seems that the walnuts in it haven't been picked yet. "

Jian Mo: "Did you see it?"

Wu Jiong: "I saw the yellowish brown color on the branches, but it's not necessarily accurate."

"Just go and take a look." Jian Mo couldn't help but patted Fei under his hand. Winged Beast, "Chirp, let's fly lower!"

The Winged Beast flapped its wings quickly in cooperation and flew towards the lake: "Chirp!!!"

They flew close. This time, even with Jian Mo's eyesight, they could see Understand the underlying consequences.

The fruit grows at the end of the branches and leaves. From a distance, it looks a bit like loquats during the harvest.

There are not many wild fruits that can grow so luxuriantly.

Jian Mo said excitedly: "Look, the noodles are still on the branches. No one has ever picked them."

Wu Jiong: "I saw them. They are all over the lake. This harvest is good."

Jian Mo looked at it carefully several times . , after confirming that it was correct, he said: "Then let's go back and call the others over?"

Wu Jiong: "Okay."

Before Wu Jiong could give the order, the flying wing beast had already understood their chat, and turned directly to rest in the main force. place to fly to.

Jian Mo smiled and patted the Winged Beast on its neck: "Good! Chirp!"

The Winged Beast said happily: "Chirp!"

With the Winged Beast around, it didn't take them long to turn around and go back.

After everyone heard clearly that there was a shallow lake in the mountain den, which was full of nuts, enough to fill the baskets everyone brought, they all stood up impatiently and urged to set off.

Zhou Fu took the lead and climbed onto his partner: "I haven't picked the noodle fruit with my own hands yet. I have to take a look at it today."

The big red fox that his partner turned into smiled: "Then you have to hurry up."

Zhou Fu hugged Jiu Yin's neck and put his cheek against the huge fox's head: "No problem! If I fall, you can catch me."

Everyone smiled and redecorated the baskets on their backs, and the sub-orcs each climbed onto their own After getting ready, he ran forward under the leadership of Di Ya and Qing Kuo.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong still drove the flying-winged beasts, leading the way in the sky.

Running on the ground is much farther than running in a straight line in the air, and it is tiring to go up and down mountains, but it is still not a problem for the orcs who are huge and have excellent endurance.

Jian Mo looked down from the air and felt that they were not running, but flying close to the ground.

Otherwise, how could it be so fast? Scratching the ground, I ran from this hilltop to that hilltop.

Under the hard running of the orcs, they ran to the lake before the sun reached its middle.

Now, everyone saw the noodle fruits growing in the lake.

Qing Kuo sat on Di Ya and looked up into the lake: "This time is really not in vain."

Jian Mo followed the flying wing beast to the ground: "I just don't know how deep the mud in the lake is? "Okay?"

Zhou Fu happily interjected: "What does it matter? If it doesn't work, we can swim!"

Jian Mo: "Everyone can swim?"

Zhou Fu: "Yes, everyone in our tribe is born." Master swimmer, didn't you see it when you were taking a shower?"

Jian Mo glanced at a large group of orcs that looked like cats and canines, as if these furries were indeed born to swim.

Zhou Fu waited for a few sub-orcs to get ready and tentatively entered the lake.

Soon, Zhou Fu said: "The water is not deep, most of it is only up to our waists, but there are pits underneath, so be careful."

Xi Lu added: "I saw a big toothfish underneath, please pay attention."

Jian Mo I felt a sense of accomplishment in fishing these days, so

I immediately asked: "What kind of fish?" Bite it into pieces."

Jian Mo immediately thought of the piranha: "Does it bite?

" It bites."

Jian Mo was relieved: "If it doesn't bite, it's our turn to eat it."

Everyone laughed when they heard this and slowly entered the lake.

The lake is indeed not deep, only one or two meters in most places.

If you reach a place with a depth of two meters, you can push up and swim to the edge in two strokes, and there will be no hindrance to people.

The water is a bit cold, even if the sun is shining brightly above your head, it will still be cold if you swim for a while.

Jian Mo glanced around. Everyone else was talking and laughing about the collection. He didn't say anything even when his fingers turned white. So he couldn't say anything. When he felt cold, he stretched out his hand twice to warm up his body. .

Wu Jiong quickly noticed his predicament and stretched out his long arm to grab him: "You go up and have a rest first."

"No need." Jian Mo glanced at the others, unwilling to give the impression of being lazy, "Move It won't be cold when you wake up."

Wu Jiong pushed him gently: "The nuts are very heavy. You can peel off the shells on the shore so that we can take them back. I will do the work for our group."

Wu Jiong insisted. Someone was already looking over. Jian Mo felt that further objection would be a challenge to Wu Jiong's authority, so he nodded: "I'll try it first."

After Jian Mo came ashore, several people from Zhoufu came up to accompany him, as well as their half-year-old child. , basically caught up.

Everyone poured the collected nuts on the grass, found stones, and smashed them hard while peeling out the kernels inside.

After peeling the nuts, everyone spread them out on the grass to dry.

Sunlight and cold wind will further remove the moisture from the nuts and reduce their weight, making it easier for them to carry them back.

Everyone was fishing and peeling at the same time, and the action was not slow.

However, there were too many fruits, so Wu Jiong and the others decided to stay one night by the lake tonight and go back tomorrow morning.

Everyone had no objection. The children seemed particularly excited and ran around the lake.

It was not convenient to cook outside, so the orcs hunted prey and caught fish. In the evening, they mainly ate barbecue and grilled fish, which was a casual meal.

They brought spice powder, and the barbecued fish wasn't bad, but it wasn't very tasty.

Jian Mo sat among the crowd and listened to everyone talk about their travels.

Orcs and sub-orcs have extremely long lifespans and strong individual strength, so they have the habit of traveling.

Many of the couples in the tribe have gone on trips, but most of them are older people.

They were telling stories about travel that had been passed down from generation to generation.

It sounds interesting.

Warm yourself by the fire, chat, and sleep.

There is no need for animal skin mats or the like to sleep. Orcs and children sleep on their orc partners or orc family members.

The fur of the orcs is thick and they are large. Except for those on patrol, everyone can sleep warmly and peacefully.

When Jian Mo woke up the next day, he lay lazily on Wu Jiong's warm, soft and slightly soapy hair, and his whole body relaxed.

So comfortable.

It's a pity that I have to rush today, and there are so many people watching, so it's not suitable to stay in bed.

Qing Kuo noticed that Jian Mo was awake and turned to him and said, "I just took a look and the dough has dried a lot. When I pinch it open, the core is white."

This is a sign of low water content. , Jian Mo's eyes lit up: "I'll come over and take a look."

Jian Mo climbed down from Wu Jiong and went to see the noodle fruit.

As expected, the core of the noodle fruit has turned white and its texture has become brittle. If you smash it hard, you can still see the fine powder rising.

Jian Mo weighed it and found that it had indeed become lighter. It should be easier to carry today.

Qing Kuo asked: "Will being tanned like this affect your ability to make noodle cakes?"

Jian Mo stared at the noodle fruits and judged: "Probably not. It's just a drying operation and nothing rotten. Wait until you carry it back. Put it in water and it will be the same."

Qing Kuo was relieved: "Then get ready to go back."

Qing Kuo said, and everyone packed up the noodles and put them in the basket, ready to go back.

Jian Mo also wanted to go over and help. Everyone said that he was good at cooking, so they pushed him to the makeshift fire pit, asked him to make breakfast, and assigned a few people to cooperate with him.

There was a lot of fish and animal meat left last night. Jian Mo looked at it and decided to heat it up, then simmer the various wild vegetables and fruits collected yesterday in the ashes and mix them together to eat.

Although the sub-orcs who helped out had never seen this kind of cooking method, they had no objection to Jian Mo's actions and thought it was magical:

"Just put it in the ashes and burn it, then peel off the outer shell and it's done? It's so easy!"

"I said yesterday that barbecued meat and fish were too dry, but I didn't expect it to be so delicious when mixed with wild vegetables and fruits."

"The sour and salty taste is also so good. I will make it again when I go back!" "

Jian Mo listened to everyone's words and laughed beside her, but she felt a little regretful that there were no chili peppers here.

If there are chili peppers, burn some chili peppers and mix them into chili pepper sauce, then mix them with fruits, vegetables, meat and fish, the taste will definitely be outstanding.

Others didn't know the regret in Jian Mo's heart, but he was already very satisfied with the breakfast.

After eating, everyone packed up their things, tidied up the temporary camp, and then rushed back to the tribe.

As soon as they returned to the tribe, everyone immediately packed the peeled nuts in baskets and put them in the river. They also put big stones in the baskets to prevent the nuts from being washed away by the river.

Jian Mo looked at the endless flow of the river and intuitively felt that the effect would be better if placed in the river.

The peculiar smell in the noodles should be diluted to a greater extent by the large amount of river water.

But I can't see anything yet, I'll have to wait a few days to see.

The weather is getting colder and colder, winter is coming soon, and everyone's food storage is not very sufficient, so everyone is seizing the last opportunity to hoard food.

The time the orcs go out to hunt is getting longer and longer, and the time the sub-orcs go out to collect is also getting longer.

Originally, everyone would take turns to rest, or break away from the big team, and meet up with their friends, partners, etc. to act alone in private. But now that is no longer the case. Everyone seizes the time to act together with the big team.

Jian Mo feels that now is a bit like the double rush during the busy farming season when he was a child, and time is tight.

The mianguo had been soaking in the river for several days, and they had no time to deal with it. On this day, Zhou Fu took Xilu over to find Jian Mo, saying that the mianguo was almost soaked.

Zhou Fu said seriously: "I picked it up and smelled it with the animal's nose, but I couldn't smell any unpleasant smell. I think it should have been soaked."

Jian Mo listened to what he said and said, "Then let's make it tonight Let's try the cake."

Zhou Fu's eyes were bright: "Can we stay and watch?"

Jian Mo smiled: "Of course. I also want to ask Qing Kuo and others to come over to help, just to show everyone how to handle the noodles."

Zhou Fu immediately said, "I'll just go and invite someone. You can rest here."

Zhou Fu took Xi Lu and ran to find someone, while Jian Mo and Wu Jiong took out the noodles soaked in the river. Part of it comes out.

These dough fruits have swelled a lot and are soft to the touch. You can crush them with a gentle grind and turn them into pulp.

Jian Mo rubbed the pulp and said, "It's a bit troublesome to use stone pounding. When we have free time, let's see if we can find some suitable stones by the river and make a stone mill."

Wu Jiong: "Stone mill?"

Jian Mo Mo stretched out his hand and gestured: "It's just two big round stones stacked together. The top stone makes a hole in the middle. If you want to grind something, just put it in it, and then push the stone to grind the thing out. "Yes ."

Wu Jiong understood: "Our tribe doesn't have one. The Mengshui tribe has a water mill. They sometimes grind some roots."

Jian Mo suddenly thought about it: "Is it where they take a bath? I saw it there that day." There are big stones, it seems to have been chiseled, but it's not easy to go and take a closer look."

Wu Jiong: "That's the one. They have a lot of stones over there. Let's go over and replace them with two when we have time."

Jian Mo: "Okay, just right. There is nothing to do in winter, so let's process the harvested food."

Many families in the tribe have not stored enough food, but Wu Jiong's family does not exist. A powerful orc like him has more food at home than ordinary people, even Jian Mo. I can't finish it now.

A lot of food was dried and hung under the beams. Jian Mo had seen it when cooking. These foods could be further processed.

While they were chatting, Qing Kuo had already brought the orcs over.

I heard that we had to deal with the fruit tonight, and everyone came over to help and learn without hesitation.

Jian Mo didn't waste any time. When the others arrived, they carried the dough nuts together and pounded them into a slurry with gray water, then scooped them up, kneaded them into balls, fixed them into shapes, cut them into pieces, and then put them in a big pot to cook.

After the noodle pulp is cooked, it quickly condenses into cakes. The pieces of translucent gray-brown cakes look quite attractive.

They cooked it three times, and Jian Mo broke it up and gave it to everyone to taste.

Even if it has not been soaked again, the noodle cake has no peculiar smell, only a hint of the unique fragrance of gray water.

Qing Kuo ate the noodle cake and said thoughtfully: "If all noodle cakes taste like this, then it is really a perfect winter storage food."

Even if ordinary stems are placed in a cool and dry place, they will There is a certain shelf life. If you keep it for a while, it will either go bad or become unpalatable.

Doughnuts are different. Their thick skin prevents them from going bad for a long time. Their hard appearance after drying means they can be stored for ten to eight years.

Jian Mo: "Maybe because we dried it first and then soaked it, the sunlight and the river water took away its smell."

Qing Kuo nodded.

Jian Mo glanced at Wu Jiong and saw that he had no intention of objecting, so she said, "Why don't we all stay here for dinner today? I'll stew noodles and fruit cakes for everyone to see if they taste better after stewing?" Qing Kuo: "

Then I'll go back and talk to Di Ya and the others first, and then bring some food."

Jian Mo thought for a while and looked at the other sub-orcs: "How about you bring your own orcs with you?" It will be easier to make stew with two pots."

Qing Kuo heard what he said and simply said: "In that case, let's have a tribal dinner together tonight. It's been a long time since we got together. Let's have a meal before we eat."

This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone. Zhou Fu said: "After the hunting meeting, we were busy picking nuts and storing food for the winter. We haven't had a dinner together yet, so we have fun today. Have fun! "

Chapter 18 A grand occasion

Everyone heard that they were going to have a dinner together, so they all came out with their own food.

In addition to contributing food, Jian Mo also brought previously ground spice powder and shellfish powder.

When he makes stew, he stir-fries it on the stone plate and then stews it. It is much more fragrant than simple stew.

Everyone crowded around him, watching and learning.

Jian Mo fried several pieces of slate meat and turned around to meet a row of focused eyes. Even the little orcs and little orcs who couldn't transform were squatting in the front row, standing only on their hind legs. They stood up and looked. laughed.

Zhou Fu sniffed: "I'm cooking this way now, but the taste is far different. I don't know what's going on?"

Jian Mo said casually: "It may be a problem with the heat and seasonings. The dishes are heated unevenly, or they are overcooked or Even if it's half-cooked, it'll be unpalatable. If you don't add the right seasonings, it will become unpalatable."

Zhou Fu sighed, "Then when can I make delicious food?"

Jian Mo smiled and patted him. Shoulder: "I just have to practice more."

Jian Mo took a small spoon, scooped out the soup from each stew pot and tasted it. After making sure that the salt was enough, he let them simmer in the pot.

Everyone had nothing to do for the time being, so they all gathered around the campfire and chatted.

Children were running around with their untransformed cubs.

Jian Mo saw that the atmosphere was really warm and it was rare for him to feel relaxed.

He took the unused dough cake on the side, skewered it on a small stick, and put it on the fire to bake slowly.

After the noodle cake is baked, a layer of tiger skin forms on the outside, making the whole cake softer and waxier, giving off a faint fragrance.

The little ones were attracted by the dough cake in his hand. They slowly came over, squatted at his feet, and gathered around him.

The kitten Banjiu, who was still unable to transform, was the most familiar with Jian Mo. She stood at his feet and jumped onto his lap.

After stepping on his legs with her little paws to see that he had no objection, the kitten lay down on his lap, turned its round head, and stared motionlessly at the freshly baked dough cake.

Jian Mo took the noodle cake to the side to dry, then took a piece and threw it into his mouth. After tasting it, he found that it had no strange taste and it was not hot, so he took another piece and put it in front of Xiao Banjiu.

Banjiu: "Hey."

The little guy sniffed with his nose, then rolled out his pink tongue and rolled it directly into his mouth. He bit the left side and then the right, eating the noodle cake with concentration.

The other little guys at Jian Mo's feet gave up and started pulling at him with their paws. They yelled anxiously next to him, signaling that they wanted to do the same.

He looked at the little guys, smiled, broke the fruit cake into small pieces, and fed them one by one.

When others saw it, they also used small wooden sticks to bake dough cakes.

The aroma of roasted nuts soon wafted around the campfire.

Jian Mo looked at the scene in front of him and felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it, he waved to the older child next to him.

Jiang Xing, who was squatting beside him waiting for food, immediately stood up: "Brother Jian Mo! What do you want to do?"

Jian Mo: "Can you go to my house and help me get a jar of jam? It's the jar of sahuangguo I put on the shelf. Jam."

Jiang Xing often went in to take a look when he was cooking. He knew where the jam was. "Bring the whole jar over?"

Jian Mo nodded.

Jiang Xing: "Then wait for us!"

The children chased each other and ran together to help Jian Mo get jam.

Jian Moduo brought over a few pieces of fruit cake and baked them together.

Not long after, Jiang Xing ran back panting holding the jam jar: "Brother Jian Mo, here you go!"

Jian Mo took the jam jar: "Thank you, wait, don't leave yet-"

Jian Mo stopped Jiang Xing, Open the jam jar, take a clean stick, scoop out the jam and spread it on the cake.

The freshly baked dough cake is sticky and hot, and when it is touched with jam, it immediately exudes a sweet smell.

The children's eyes lit up and their saliva almost dropped.

Jian Mo gave each of the children who helped him get jam a bunch of baked dough cakes, and gave another bunch to Wu Jiong.

The children couldn't wait to eat, while the adults looked at Jian Mo and Wu Jiong with subtle smiles on their faces.

Only Zhou Fu looked at the jam with bright eyes: "Can it still be eaten like this?"

"Yes, it tastes good." Jian Mo put the jam jar in front, "You guys spread it yourself."

Everyone's attention was instantly attracted. Turning away, Zhou Fu was the first to reach out: "It smells so good! You're welcome then."

After Zhou Fu finished spreading the jam, he first handed a bunch to Jian Mo, and then shared one with his friend and Zai. Then he couldn't wait to take a bite of the dough cake: "Oh, it's delicious!!! So sweet and glutinous!!!"

Everyone showed similar moved expressions while eating the toasted dough cake with jam.

Jian Mo smiled beside him. The combination of carbohydrates and sugar couldn't help but make people happy: "Everyone eat more."

Just when everyone was happily eating cakes and discussing how to pick more noodles when they had time, the orc man Ye Luo Said: "I remember that our tribe also seems to have noodle fruits."

Ban Ming: "Impossible!!! We have been to every place in the tribe and have never seen the shadow of noodle fruits."

Ye Luo and Qing Kuo have a good relationship , didn't mind Ban Ming's words, and just asked: "Have you been to the back of the mountain at the Green Marsh Source?"

Ban Ming paused: "We don't like fish, why are we going there?"

Ye Luo shrugged: "So you can't find the noodle fruit."

Qing Kuo knocked on the ban ring and said to Ye Luo: "When did you see the noodle fruit?"

Ye Luo squinted his eyes and recalled: "It happened a few years ago. , It's too far there, and I haven't been there much before."

Beastman Dejiang fed the baked dough cake to the child and said, "There are indeed many lakes over there, and the terrain is low. I think you can go and see them anyway. It's not far away, it's much more convenient than going to the Zhengchi tribe."

Qing Kuo stared at the flour fruit cake and said, "The flour fruit is really good in making flour fruit cake. Why don't we go and have a look?"

Everyone looked at Wu Jiong. .

Wu Jiong nodded: "Sure, we'll set out early tomorrow morning. If we can't pick any nuts, we'll catch some fish from the green marsh source and make them into cured fish and store them for the winter."

Everyone agreed. The tribe didn't like to go there before. It's just because they don't eat fish that much there, but now people are much more accepting of fish, so you can go and have a look.

After eating the baked noodle cake, the stew and noodle cake in the pot are also ready.

Everyone ate the delicious food and thanked Jian Mo, saying that thanks to him, the tribe had a lot more food recently.

Before they went home to rest, Qing Kuo also gave Jian Mo an unopened jar of fruit wine to thank him for his contribution to the tribe.

Jian Mo was embarrassed, but everyone smiled and asked him to pick it up quickly.

At dawn the next day, everyone braved the white frost and set off to the back of the mountain on the green marsh source to collect noodle fruits.

When we arrived at the place, we all saw the grass growing in the lake at a glance.

Ye Luo remembered correctly, there really are fruits here.

Although the fruit grass here is not as lush as other low-lying lakes, there are quite a few nuts on the branches, enough for them to fill the baskets they brought.

The only drawback is that this lake is relatively deep, with water depths generally four to five meters, and even more than ten meters in the middle. You can't just step on the bottom of the lake to pick, so you can only pick by swimming.

Jian Mo saw that everyone was about to go down to the lake, so he quickly stopped him: "Don't go down yet, warm up, and move around before going down, otherwise your legs will cramp easily."

His physical education classes since childhood were not in vain, and he didn't dare to act like an orc , Asian orcs are so tigerish.

Jian Mo was already quite prestigious in the tribe, so everyone didn't quite understand why they needed to warm up, so they imitated him and did some warm-up exercises.

He led everyone in a serious manner to move their hands, feet, waist and hips, and only entered the water after the activities were completed.

Unexpectedly, everyone swam well, but he was the most embarrassed one. When he got into the water, he had to flop hard to maintain his balance.

——The water was too cold and deep, and he couldn't find the familiar feeling of swimming at all.

Qing Kuo could not stand watching anymore: "If you don't want the clan leader to turn into a giant wolf, you can pick it from him. It's very easy for the animal shape to float in the lake."

Jian Mo: "No need...GuluGulu...I can do it." ..."

He was distracted and sank into the lake again, bubbles popping up.

Qing Kuo was startled and hurried over to pull him away.

Jian Mo adjusted himself, floated up again, wiped the water on his face, and gasped: "It's just a little cold, and I'm not used to this environment. It'll be fine after I get used to it for a while."

Yehu did It was much more complicated than the swimming pool environment, and he had never experienced this.

Qing Kuo was not at ease and called Wu Jiong: "Wu Jiong, you'd better come over and watch him, in case anything happens." Wu Jiong

nodded, swam over, and when Jian Mo lost his balance again, he stretched out his hand and directly He grabbed his waist and tried to pick him up.

The lake water was too cold, Wu Jiong's body temperature was high, and the touch on his waist was very obvious.

Jian Mo shivered and lost his balance immediately after being hit. He fluttered in the water, struggling like a fish that had just landed.

After finally regaining his balance, Jian Mo put his hand on Wu Jiong's shoulder and pushed him: "No, I can do it myself."

Wu Jiong seemed to notice his discomfort and let go: "I won't touch you, you Cling to me."

Jian Mo nodded, using his body to maintain balance.

Just as Wu Jiong was about to say something, Jian Mo stared into the water and suddenly plunged into the water again.

"What's wrong?" Wu Jiong immediately grabbed his hand without caring about anything else to prevent him from sinking completely.

Jian Mo surfaced again, gasping for breath: "I just seemed to see a fruit at the bottom of the lake."

Wu Jiong showed a puzzled look: "Yes."

Jian Mo shook his head and explained: "It's not a branch. The noodles on the ground, I mean, the noodles fell all over the bottom of the lake."

Others heard the movement and looked over.

It was too laborious to explain, so Jian Mo pointed down and let everyone see for themselves.

Everyone didn't know why, but based on his prompts, they subconsciously dived into the water to check.

They opened their eyes under the lake, and sure enough they saw the gaps between the branches and leaves, and the round fruits lying quietly at the bottom of the lake.

Not one or two, nor one or two, but the entire bottom of the lake was covered with nuts!

I don't know how many years of fruit fell from the branches and sank to the bottom of the lake!

No one expected such a scene at the bottom of the lake.

So shocking!

No one has ever picked the nuts in this lake, so every year they fall from the branches and sink to the bottom of the lake.

Over time, this spectacular scene was formed.

Wu Jiong dived to the bottom of the lake and fished out a large handful of noodles.

Everyone immediately swam over and gathered in front of him.

At this time, everyone didn't care whether the fruit tasted unpleasant or not. They all reached out to grab the fruit and put it in their mouths.

Jian Mo watched with wide eyes as they bit open the shell, chewed the nuts inside, and then started to chew.

Jian Mo: "Hey, no, you guys..."

Qing Kuo: "It's still fresh... bah... not broken... bah..."

Jian Mo stretched out his hand to draw the water: "If you want to know if it's broken, there's no need to chew it raw. Ah!"

Qing Kuo turned his head and finished his sentence, then turned back and asked, "How can I judge?"

Jian Mo thought for a while and fell silent when he asked.

Zhou Fu held up the noodle fruit he had just tasted and interrupted their conversation with tears in his eyes: "This one of mine isn't bad either... Ouch..."

Ye Luo: "This one of mine is also good."

Ban Ming: "It's bad. , This one is broken! Bah, bah, bah, it tastes even worse after it's broken!"

Everyone went back to the shore and paired up with each other, and found that most of the noodles falling on the bottom of the lake were good.

Zhou Fu: "I don't know how many years ago these noodle fruits accumulated at the bottom of the lake. They are so repellent!"

Jian Mo thought of the lotus seeds on the earth. It is said that they can still germinate after being dormant for thousands of years. Maybe the same is true for noodle fruits.

Wu Jiong and Jian Mo looked at each other and said, "Let's fish it out first."

The lake is relatively deep and has high buoyancy. Diving to fish it is a technical job, and not everyone can succeed.

Finally, Wu Jiong picked a few orcs and sub-orcs who were good at water and went to the bottom of the lake to fish, while the others continued to pick the nuts on the branches.

There were more nuts at the bottom of the lake than they imagined, and the baskets they brought were completely insufficient. They had to dump the nuts onto the open space on the shore to free up the baskets before continuing to fish.

Fortunately, there are piles of nuts at the bottom of the lake. When you pick them up, you just sweep them into the basket and you can pick up a basket in a few strokes. It's much easier than you think.

Everyone was very excited. They ran from the lake to the lake shore, jumped from the lake shore to the lake, and ran again and again. It seemed that they didn't feel tired at all.

By the afternoon, they finally had almost all the noodles in the lake.

Everyone looked at the piles of noodle fruits piled up like a hill on the shore. They lay tiredly beside the noodle fruits, not wanting to move.

So tired, they have never been so tired, nor so happy.

Zhou Fu looked at the Mianguo Mountain in front of him with a bit of disbelief in his eyes: "There are too many, more than walking a long way to collect from the Zhengchi tribe, as many as hills."

Qing Kuo said with a smile: "This time Thanks to Jian Mo and Ye Luo, everyone will not be hungry this winter."

Ban Ming continued Qing Kuo's words: "Not to mention hungry, I am worried about whether there will be so many noodles until next winter. It's not over."

Di Ya patted her son on the head: "You are exaggerating."

Everyone laughed.

Dejiang said: "In any case, this is definitely the easiest winter we have experienced in recent years."

Dejiang is the most powerful cat orc in the tribe, and has competed with Wu Jiong for the position of clan leader.

Everyone didn't expect him to say these words, so they all looked at him.

Dejiang looked towards the distant mountains, not making eye contact with everyone.

Qing Kuo said: "This winter we can stay in the tribe without having to brave the snow to find food."

Everyone couldn't help but feel relieved when they heard this.

Going out hunting and gathering in the winter is not a wonderful thing.

Today is indeed very tiring, but no matter how tired we are, everyone still chooses to carry the noodles back to the tribe first.

After returning to the tribe, the orcs also took other free orcs in the tribe for a second trip.

Most of the orcs from the tribe came out and finally carried the fruit back.

By the time all the fruits were carried back, it was already dark.

The orcs were so tired that they didn't even want to move their fingers. Qing Kuo simply took the sub-orcs out, took out the food and fruit wine again, and had a dinner in the open space.

In this way, orcs, whether with or without a mate, can eat hot and delicious food.

After dinner, Qingkuo and the others distributed today's harvest under the stars.

Today, most people in the tribe have contributed to the collection process. When the fruits are distributed, they are collected into the tribe and then redistributed.

No one has any opinions.

However, when Qing Kuo and the others divided, they gave an extra share to Jian Mo and Ye Luo.

Jian Mo got a total of two noodle fruits.

Jian Mo looked at the hill-like pile of noodle fruits that belonged to him and felt a little uneasy: "Wouldn't this be bad? I seem to have given too much?"

Qing Kuo raised his head and glanced: "Is this still too much? Without waiting for Jian Mo

to answer, he waved his hand: "Take it, I have harvested so many fruits, thanks to your and Ye Luo's contribution. Besides, don't you want to raise the flying wing beast and the beast of burden?" How can they eat too much?"

Jian Mo thought of the big-stomach winged beast and swallowed the words silently.

After Jian Mo received the noodles, Wu Jiong came over to help carry the noodles back.

For the first time, he gained more than Wu Jiong.

Jian Mo looked at the two piles of noodles, one large and one small, on the first floor, feeling proud in his heart.

Although his personal strength is not as strong as the orcs and sub-orcs, it is not bad. He can still support himself if he goes out.

Wu Jiong saw that Jian Mo had been staring at Mian Guo and said, "Wash up and go to bed first, and then look at it tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Jian Mo turned around, "There is no room downstairs, can you move up today?"

Last time Jian Mo turned around. Mo suggested that Wu Jiong move upstairs to sleep, but Wu Jiong might be shy, so he didn't agree in the end.

He shouldn't be able to refuse today.

Jian Mo looked at the first floor filled with noodles and fruits, and felt a little happy inside.

Wu Jiong has been sleeping on the first floor these days, and Jian Mo feels quite guilty about occupying a magpie's nest.

Although there is indeed a sense of boundary between orcs and sub-orcs in this world, he is actually a homo sapiens and is not the same species as orcs and sub-orcs, so there is no need to be so taboo.

Wu Jiong: "We'll move it later. With so many noodle fruits, are we going to make them into noodle cakes? Or should we make some and save some?"

Jian Mo followed Wu Jiong's gaze and looked at the noodles: "If we can make them all, we will definitely do it." If you can't finish it, it will be wasted."

Wu Jiong: "How much should I make? I'll borrow a shelling knife tomorrow and process some of it first."

Jian Mo hesitated, "I haven't decided yet.

" Jian Mo said: "I want to try if I can use noodle fruits to make wine."

Wu Jiong: "Wine?"

Jian Mo: "Yes, logically speaking, the starch content of noodle fruits is so high, it should be fermented into wine, but I'm not sure. "

The fruit wine in the tribe is good for cooking, but the alcohol content is a bit low.

He wanted to try brewing some fruit wine, and then see if he could distill it a few more times and steam some high-strength liquor to use as alcohol.

As a veterinarian, he was really not used to not having alcohol on his hands.

Wu Jiong: "You can give it a try if you want. There are so many fruits, so it's nothing to waste."

Jian Mo thought for a while: "It shouldn't be wasted. If the fermentation fails, the possibility of spoilage is relatively small, and people can't eat it. "It won't be a big problem if it's used to feed flying winged beasts or beasts of burden."

Wu Jiong: "Then let's try it. I'll take the time to peel out more nuts tomorrow."

Jian Mo sighed: "The main thing is that I don't have it. " He's really good at winemaking."

Jian Mo's professional courses were pretty good, but miscellaneous courses like winemaking were average.

Who would have thought that one day he would need to make wine himself?

Chapter 19

There were so many fruits piled up in the pottery house, Jian Mo finally decided to try making wine.

Anyway, if it doesn't work, just waste a little bit of fruit, and there won't be much loss.

There were soaked noodles in the river, so Jian Mo went straight to bring a basket back.

Wu Jiong gave him some advice: "Is it still the same as making noodle cake?"

Jian Mo: "No, no, it's just the crushing step. The rest is different."

Jian Mo planned: "I don't plan to use ash. Once the water is gone, crush it directly, then steam it in a pot, then mix it with the previous fruit wine residue."

Wu Jiong reminded: "The final fruit-flavored wine may not taste very good."

Jian Mo was more optimistic: "No, I plan to distill it this time. When it is steamed, it will taste like ordinary liquor. You should not be able to taste the taste of the raw materials."

There were just a few noodles on the left and right. Wu Jiong saw that he knew what he knew, so he stopped talking. explain.

The two of them pounded the dough and steamed it in a pot.

The steamed noodles don't smell very good, but they are quite soft, a bit like steamed beans. You can grind them lightly and turn them into puree.

It does seem to be full of starch.

Jian Mo waited for the fruit to cool down, scooped it into a large clay pot that had been washed with hot water and dried, then added the remaining dregs at the bottom of the fruit wine and stirred vigorously.

This step was supposed to add yeast, but he didn't have any on hand, so he could only use the dregs of fruit wine instead.

Fruit wine is fermented with natural yeast, and there should be yeast residue at the bottom.

However, without serious koji, the fermentation effect may not be that good, and it may need to be fermented for a while.

After stirring evenly, Jian Mo covered the mouth of the jar with the dry leaves prepared in advance, tied it carefully with a rope, and placed the entire clay jar next to the fire pit.

Now that the weather has cooled down, the fire pit will bring the right temperature for fermentation.

Wu Jiong looked at everything he did: "Is this all right?"

Jian Mo conservatively estimated: "I think it's almost done. We'll check it every two days. If it doesn't work, we'll think of a solution then."

Jian Mo said to the can The fruit wine is quite optimistic.

He opened it twice in the middle, and the fruit wine began to ferment under the action of yeast. Although most of the flavor inside was the fruit flavor, a faint smell of wine could already be smelled.

The color of the fruit is also normal, with no redness, blueness, greenness, etc., indicating that there is no bacterial contamination inside.

That is, there is always water under the wine jar.

When Jian Mo saw it for the first time, he thought he accidentally spilled water there while cooking, so he wiped it away with dry leaves.

The second time he saw it, he didn't think much about it.

When he saw it for the third time, he realized something was wrong. He picked up the wine jar and looked at it for a long time. There were no cracks or anything on the jar, so it looked pretty good.

Wu Jiong saw him holding up the wine jar and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Mo turned around and said, "Come over and touch it quickly. Is water seeping out of this jar? I feel something is wrong."

Wu Jiong came over to take a look and said, "It's still there . Okay, it won't leak much."

Jian Mo had a puzzled look on his face.

Wu Jiong said: "There will always be a little leakage. This jar is good, and more than half of the jar will be left when the time comes."

Jian Mo: "Is this not bad?!"

Wu Jiong touched it again and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? "

Jian Mo wondered if Wu Jiong was not interested in things in the kitchen, so he had no idea.

He also talked to Qing Kuo and the others.

Everyone behaved normally. Zhou Fu also comforted Jian Mo: "Your jar is pretty easy to use, but mine is terrible. It broke when I used it, and all the contents leaked out."

Jian Mo: "How can it still happen? " Will it break after just using it?"

Qing Kuo said with a smile, "As you said, what won't break?"

Zhou Fu gave Jian Mo an idea: "If you really don't like it being wet, you can dig some out. Go home with the mud. Put the mud under the jar so that the water won't leak out. "

Jian Mo: "...it's all about being out of sight, right?"

Everyone laughed, and Zhou Fu nodded seriously: "Yes. "

The fire pit is always wet, which is really annoying and unhygienic.

Jian Mo couldn't stand it anymore, so he finally decided to follow the advice and dig some mud outside to put on it.

The clay pots here may seep water because they have no glaze on the surface.

There's no problem with filling it with ordinary things, but once it's filled with liquid, the filling is revealed.

I really got a new life experience.

If he were on Earth, how would he know that clay pots would leak water?

There was dirt behind the house, so Jian Mo just carried the basket to dig.

While digging, he noticed that the soil was quite fine and solid, quite heavy to hold, and looked different from ordinary soil.

He carried a basket of soil home and asked Wu Jiong: "Is this the soil used to make pottery?"

Wu Jiong looked carefully and nodded: "What's wrong?"

Jian Mo: "When will the tribe make pottery? I also Follow along and see if you can make water-proof pottery. "

These days, there is no way to go out and buy various daily necessities. Everyone makes their own knives, woodware, pottery, etc., all made by the tribe.

Wu Jiong: "We will make a batch during this period. Just ask Qing Kuo."

If Wu Jiong is the leader of the entire tribe, then Qing Kuo is the leader of the sub-orcs. He is responsible for most of the collection and production matters in the tribe. arrange.

He does things fairly and justly, and everyone obeys him.

Jian Mo asked Qing Kuo when he would make pottery.

Qing Kuo thought for a while and said, "The weather is cold and there is nothing to collect outside. We can start making pottery in the next few days."

Jian Mo's eyes lit up: "That's great, I want to do it together."

Qing Kuo : "Then I'll call you. We'll make some pottery for the tribe and some for your own home. You can make whatever you want for your own home, and we'll burn it together."

Jian Mo nodded repeatedly: "Then Let me see if I can glaze the pottery!"

Jian Mo often brings new technologies to the tribe these days. Qing Kuo asked with great interest: "What is glazing?"

Jian Mo: "Just wait for the pottery to dry. After that, apply a layer of mud on the outside and then dry it again. "

He is actually not sure about the specific method of glazing. He has never made pottery on earth, and the relevant knowledge comes from various extracurricular readings and videos.

Qing Kuo: "Then let's give it a try."

Qing Kuo said that pottery making would be on the schedule, and he discussed it with everyone.

They chose a day and decided to make pottery.

Jian Mo originally thought that digging soil from the mountain would be enough.

When he actually did it, he discovered that the soil used to make pottery in the tribe was dug from the river.

The soil dug by the river is more delicate, lighter in color, and feels somewhat different from ordinary soil. Maybe this is real clay.

After digging back the clay, everyone sifts it first.

The tribe has nets woven from tree bark, and the mesh looks about the size of a toothpick.

The clay sifted through this mesh is very fine and has a texture similar to chocolate powder.

After the clay was sifted, Qing Kuo and several other experienced orcs directed everyone to add water and mix the mud.

Jian Mo originally thought that at this point, he would be almost ready to make pottery.

Unexpectedly, they had to take the reconciled clay to the big stone pound near Hongqiu's house, pour the reconciled soil down, and knead it over and over again until the clay was kneaded into a large smooth porcelain clay ball.

The whole process was very tiring. Jian Mo was panting from exhaustion just by helping.

It was also cold, and he had to knead mud and beat him all the time, and the wind made his hands cold.

Because the friction of the soil was relatively strong, his nails were worn away, and the nails and flesh were slightly separated, causing pain when touched.

The sub-orcs were better than him, but not much better.

Jian Mo was so tired that she doubted her life and didn't want to say a word.

Seeing him like this, Qing Kuo patted his shoulder: "If you are tired, go and rest nearby. There is no rush."

​​Jian Mo shook his head: "I can still hold on."

Qing Kuo didn't say anything else and patted him again.

Beating the mud with a stone hammer is much faster than kneading it by hand. By the afternoon, the mud ball is almost ready.

Everyone took the mud balls back to the open space of the tribe, found a place sheltered from the wind, and slowly made pottery in the sun.

The free orcs and sub-orcs came, as did the children who could transform.

Everyone puts a clay plate underneath and lets them play freely.

Jian Mo didn't know how to do this, so he followed Qing Kuo and the others, doing it slowly step by step.

Qing Kuo and the others would make corrections to him from time to time to prevent the green body from being uneven and causing it to crack.

Jian Mo originally thought that making pottery would be fun, but now that he actually started it, he realized that it involved a huge amount of labor, and he had to rework it from time to time.

Even a patient person like him is annoyed to death, and I don't know how an impatient person can persevere.

Fortunately, after the shape of the device is ready, you can draw some nice patterns on it, and finally there is something to play with.

After the pottery is finished, it needs to be dried in the shade.

It's cold and dry now, and the wind is still strong, so it won't take long to dry in the shade.

Jian Mo pondered and mixed out the glaze first.

It's this glaze. He actually doesn't know much about it. He just remembers that it was made with mineral powder.

If he were allowed to wear it in high school, maybe he could bring the entire orc world into the industrial age.

But now that he has graduated from college, it would be great if he doesn't starve to death.

There seemed to be no minerals near the Riverside Tribe. Jian Mo thought about it but couldn't think of anything that could be used to adjust the glaze.

Finally, he and Wu Jiong rode the flying-winged beast to the Mengshui tribe and came back in exchange for some red ocher soil used to paint the walls.

It should contain iron, which can be used to make glaze slurry.

His half-remembered knowledge of chemistry could only help him so much.

After getting the pigment powder back, he ground it carefully several times and sifted it again to make sure there were no particles in it before mixing it into a slurry. Then he took five pieces of pottery that were almost dry in the sun and brought them back, applied a layer of glaze before sending them out. Dry in shade.

He only experimented with pottery clay made by himself, and no one had any objections.

Zhou Fu and others found it interesting and sent a few pottery blanks over, saying they wanted to try it out together.

Jian Mo also applied a layer of glaze to their pottery base.

When the glaze was dry again, everyone started firing pottery.

There is no pottery kiln in the tribe. On the day of the official firing, everyone first dug out wet mud and made a platform on the flat ground. Then they piled a large amount of firewood on the platform, and then placed the dried pottery base on the firewood.

After placing the pottery, they placed a large circle of firewood around the earth platform to make a shelf, and then put a layer of wet mud tightly around the shelf.

In the end, a giant hemispherical object emerged, with a hole on the top and three holes on the bottom.

Jian Mo guessed that these openings were to facilitate the passage of air and make the firewood inside burn more intensely.

At the same time, this hemispherical kiln body also facilitates the heat energy to be firmly concentrated inside to avoid waste.

I don't know how the tribesmen came up with this method, but this simple kiln looks surprisingly scientific.

The orc civilization is indeed developing well.

The kiln is stacked and it's time to start firing.

It's also hard work.

Jian Mo and everyone guarded the kiln and started burning. If the fire inside was not strong enough from the outside of the four openings, he would have to fan in to make the fire burn brighter.

At the same time, the people who keep the kiln must always pay attention to the firewood in the kiln. Once the firewood is burned out, new dry firewood must be added in time.

There is also caution when placing firewood so as not to hit the pottery inside. At the same time, the firewood must be added as evenly as possible to prevent the fire from becoming too big and too small at the same time.

In such a cold weather, Jian Mo stood by and was sweating from the heat.

After keeping watch for a whole day, until it got dark and the stove slowly went out, Jian Mo went home.

Wu Jiong asked him to rest: "I'll make dinner."

Jian Mo drank a large can of cold water and lay half on the chair: "You go ahead, I really don't want to move today."

Wu Jiong started to do it . Fan: "How was the firing?"

Jian Mo: "Qing Kuo said it was relatively successful, but I don't know the details. We'll have to wait until the kiln opens tomorrow."

Jian Mo kept remembering Tao's story, and the next morning he It was rare that he didn't stay in bed for a long time. He jumped up from the bed, told Wu Jiong that he was going to find Qing Kuo, and ran away.

When he found Qing Kuo, he yawned and said, "Pottery won't run away, so what's the hurry?"

Jian Mo pushed Qing Kuo: "I want to see the fruits of my labor!"

Qing Kuo said with a smile: "Then you go find Ye Luo and the others, and ask everyone to gather in front of the pottery kiln, and we'll start the furnace."

Jian Mo had no objection: "I'll go now!"

Jian Mo quickly found everyone.

Everyone didn't waste any time. When they got to the kiln, they first removed the mud that had been put on yesterday and then started the kiln slowly.

The situation inside the kiln was completely different from what Jian Mo had imagined.

When he opened the kiln, he first saw a pile of debris.

Most of the fired pottery is a slightly whiter earth color, not the yellow-brown pottery at all.

Jian Mo was disappointed: "Ah, how could this happen?"

Qing Kuo: "What is this?"

Jian Mo picked up a pottery and said, "Why is it this color? The pottery we usually use is not this color."

Qing Kuo looked at it He glanced at it: "It's this color right after it's burned, and it turns black with use."

Jian Mo put the pottery in his hand aside and went to look for his glazed pottery.

Among his pottery, five were glazed and seven were glazed for others, totaling twelve.

After some pulling, Jian Mo pulled out two pieces of pottery that were still intact from the debris on the ground.

One of the two pieces still has a long crack across it. Although the other piece has no cracks, it is mottled with patches of glaze, and the glaze shell has not been completely burned out.

Jian Mo sighed. The fatigue of the past two days suddenly came back to him. He sat on the ground and didn't want to move: "It's completely different from what I thought. The success rate is too low."

Qing Kuo took a look and said: "It's normal."

Jian Mo Mo: "It's broken so much, how can it still be normal?"

His heart almost broke.

Qing Kuo actually smiled: "If it didn't break so much, why would we have to bake it every quarter?"

Jian Mo looked at the only pottery left in the kiln and didn't want to talk.

Qing Kuo ignored him and directed others to clean out the pottery from the kiln.

The intact pottery is put away for daily use.

The pottery that was not so badly broken was not thrown away, but was collected as much as possible.

Jian Mo watched as an unfamiliar sub-orc man slightly polished a pottery pot with a chipped mouth, saying that it would be a vase, and then pulled a bunch of grass next to it and inserted it into it.

The bunches of grass that were trembling in the wind bloomed green above the mouth of the bottle, which was very beautiful.

In such a difficult environment, people still maintain their pursuit of beauty.

Jian Mo looked at it, feeling shocked in her heart.

Everyone quickly took out all the pottery.

Except for the parts burned for the tribe, Jian Mo only had four pieces of personal pottery that could be used, including a pottery pot for making tea, a pottery pot, a pottery plate and a pottery bowl.

The glazed one is the clay pot.

He was quite frustrated that the success rate was so low, but everyone thought it was good. It can be seen that the success rate of pottery making in ordinary times may be even lower.

Zhou Fu held the mottled pottery pot and said with a smile: "The glazed pottery pot is so beautiful, like flowers floating on it. Next time I will bake more glazed pottery."

Qing Kuo also said Said: "Next time you can try to use glaze to draw some patterns."

Jian Mo said feebly: "The temperature of the kiln we are using now is too low, maybe applying glaze will be of no use."

Qing Kuo: "Is this still low? Then How can we increase the temperature?"

Jian Mo was really confused for a while: "Maybe we need to use charcoal to burn it and add a bellows?"

This is also knowledge from high school, and he has almost forgotten it.

Qing Kuo had never heard of it, but most of the techniques Jian Mo brought were good, so he nodded: "Let's try it next time."

Everyone divided the pottery and went home to cook.

They must seize the last moment to go out and collect.

According to Qing Kuo's experience, winter will come in a few days, no more than ten days at the latest.

Jian Mo doesn't know how they can tell, but autumn has been going on for a long time.

He estimated that the seasons here lasted longer than the seasons on earth, like autumn. It was already autumn when he came, and according to his marks, he had been here for ninety-three days now, and it was still autumn.

It can be seen that autumn has more than one hundred and twenty days.

On this day, Jian Mo went out to collect as usual with the large army.

In the afternoon, while they were collecting, the sky was overcast and the wind slowly started to blow.

The feeling of this strong wind is different from other winds.

Jian Mo raised his head, and Qing Kuo also raised his head beside him, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance: "Winter is coming."

Jian Mo: "Now?"

Qing Kuo sniffed the air and nodded: "It should snow at night. "

With that said, Qingkuo stood up and shouted to everyone: "Everyone, hurry up, let's go back early today to clean up -"

They quickly returned to the tribe, and other gathering or hunting teams basically came back.

Everyone is packing away the things piled outside to prepare for the coming winter.

Jian Mo then got busy, laying a thick layer of hay for the Winged Beast, and also sealed most of the windows of the shed where the Packing Beast was with tree bark to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

The female beast's belly is very big and hard, she should be giving birth soon.

In the evening, Wu Jiong brought out a new animal skin mattress and quilt for Jian Mo, and gave him some animal skin coats.

When Jian Mo finished scrubbing and lay down on the bed, she still felt a little cold.

The wind whined over, blowing directly through the cracks in the stones and windows, and hovering inside the house.

This was the first time he knew that the stone house was actually ventilated, but his feet were still under the quilt and could not get warm.

Jian Mo lay on the bed and turned around.

Wu Jiong, who was sleeping in another corner of the second floor, asked: "Can't sleep? Is it cold?"

Jian Mo was embarrassed to say cold: "It's okay. I'm not used to it after the season changes. It might take a while before I can fall asleep.

" Jiong: "Do you want me to change back to my animal form? It will be warmer if you sleep on me."

Jian Mo quickly refused: "No, no, no, not for now."

Wu Jiong: "Just tell me if you want."

In the darkness, silence spread.

Jian Mo found a topic to chat: "Your beast form is so big, do you still lie on the second floor when you change back?"

Wu Jiong: "Well, the house is very strong. I have slept in my beast form for several winters."

Jian Mo felt It's a bit magical: "Because the beast form is warm?"

Wu Jiong: "Absolutely."

The two chatted, and Jian Mo slowly fell asleep. She didn't know when she fell asleep completely.

The next day, he was pushed awake by Wu Jiong in the warm bed.

Jian Mo stared blankly at Wu Jiong who was speaking above his head, unable to recover for a moment.

Until Wu Jiong said the key word: "...the beast is about to give birth."

Jian Mo was excited and sat up suddenly: "Now?"

Wu Jiong: "The water has been broken for a while."

Jian Mo lifted it up Opening the animal skin quilt: "Let me go and have a look!"

Chapter 20 After getting up at night,

Jian Mo ran outside the house and found that it was snowing.

New snow covers the ground, making the sky and earth white. It squeaks when you step on it, and your feet feel great.

It's just that the light is a bit dazzling.

Jian Mo's pupils couldn't change with the change of light like the local orcs or sub-orcs.

He could only turn his head to avoid the large area of ​​white, and hurried in to see the beast of burden.

The beasts of burden are indeed timid. The female beast is nesting on one side and preparing to give birth. The male beast is also shivering on the other side. He seems to be frightened by the birth of the female beast.

Jian Mo checked the status of the two beasts of burden and called Wu Jiong rather speechlessly: "Please help me take the male beast to another place to raise it, otherwise the female beast will be frightened again when it screams. Wu Jiong

nodded and came to lead the male beast: "I'll take him into the house first."

Jian Mo: "Okay."

The amniotic fluid of the female beast has broken, and the amniotic fluid flowing out is clear and does not seem to be affected. pollute.

It was in good condition. Although it was panting uneasily and its stomach twitched from time to time, its vital signs were stable.

As an experienced veterinarian, Jian Mo did not do more and just stood by.

Animals only need human help when they are having difficulty giving birth. When they are in good condition, it is best not to disturb them.

After Wu Jiong took the male beast to the house and tied it up, he came over again and said, "Is there anything else you need help with?"

Jian Mo said, "Can you see if you can make a fire and come over? The weather is quite cold and I'm afraid of the little beast. The beasts of burden will be frozen when they are born."

Wu Jiong agreed: "I'll go right away."

Wu Jiong not only went to make a fire, but also brought a pile of hay.

With hay padded under the beast, it doesn't have to give birth on the cold ground.

Jian Mo had something to do today, so Wu Jiong took the initiative to cook and come over.

After the two of them took a few bites, they continued to guard the beast.

Not long after breakfast, the beast began to give birth.

The little beast was about the size of a newborn puppy. It was all pink and covered with a layer of translucent down. It was screaming with its eyes closed.

It was probably not the first time that the female beast had given birth to a calf. After the calf was born, she took the calf to her mouth and licked the mucus from the calf's body.

Jian Mo saw that it could handle it and breathed a sigh of relief.

If he were to intervene, he wouldn't be able to do much given the lack of medical treatment.

The little beasts were born one by one.

The female gave birth to a total of six cubs. They were all about the same size. None were particularly strong or thin.

What surprised Jian Mo was that after the mother beast licked the cubs clean, she fed them milk, and when they were almost done eating, she picked them up and carried them on her back.

The mother's body temperature provides a good source of heat for the cubs.

After Jian Mo checked to make sure there was nothing wrong, he walked out of the animal shed.

Wu Jiong came up to greet him: "How is it?"

Jian Mo: "There is no problem. If nothing happens, the little piggyback beast should be able to survive."

After answering, Jian Mo asked about the situation of the flying wing beast: "The flying wing beast Have you fed it? It's so cold, how is it over there? "

The Winged Beast is too big, so they didn't build a shed for the Winged Beast for the time being, so they let the Winged Beast live under the tree.

If it rains heavily or thunders, Wu Jiong will take the winged beast to a cave near the tribe for temporary shelter.

Wu Jiong: "I've fed it. It has a good appetite and its fur is quite thick, so it won't get cold."

Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go over and have a look."

When Jian Mo passed by, the flying-winged beast was chewing on meat bones.

Perhaps because of being carefully fed, the flying-winged beast has recently become fatter and plump, and its fur is even more shiny and smooth.

Seeing Jian Mo coming over, it shouted happily: "Chirp!"

Jian Mo touched its butt: "Nibble on yours, I'll give you extra food tonight."

Winter has just arrived, and they have a lot to do.

Jian Mo followed Wu Jiong to the river to dig mud, mixed it with hay, and spread it on the gaps between the stones.

They need to wipe it outside once and then wipe it again inside the house.

After doing this twice, the house is basically airtight.

While wiping it, Jian Mo saw traces of old mud in the cracks of the stone, which should have been wiped before.

Jian Mo tapped it lightly with his hand.

The dried soil is actually quite strong and cannot be knocked off easily, but it still cannot withstand the passage of time.

Due to weathering, it still needs annual trimming.

They worked for most of the day, until nightfall, and with the lack of lighting, it was impossible to continue working. The two went back to the house to cook and prepare to rest.

Jian Mo said that he wanted to give the winged beast extra food, so he finally stewed a pot of meat for it, added hay, stems, etc. prepared by the tribe in advance, and sent it to it.

The flying-winged beast didn't care about the weather changes at all, and was quite happy eating.

Today is also a tiring day.

After seeing the cubs of the beasts of burden and making sure that they were fine and that the brazier on the shelf used to keep the beasts warm was functioning well, Jian Mo climbed upstairs to sleep.

He didn't even feel the cold, fell on the bed, and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, he got up as usual.

It's snowing again outside. Looking out from the crack in the window, it's white, even on a cloudy day it's very bright.

It's cold and windy.

After he got up, he put on his animal skin coat and animal skin boots honestly. He no longer thought they were heavy and smelly.

The first thing Jian Mo did when he got up was to see the beast of burden.

The male animal has been led back to the animal shed and is lying diagonally with the female animal.

The six cubs were not sure whether they had been fed milk, but they were now sleeping peacefully on the mother animal.

The fire in the brazier was still burning, the air in the animal shed was fine, not turbid, everything was fine.

He cleaned the entire animal shed and replaced the beasts with clean and thick hay. Then he saw that the fire in the brazier was almost extinguished, so he planned to get some new firewood.

At this time, he suddenly realized that something was not right with the brazier.

The firewood in the brazier is not the firewood he put in yesterday.

He placed a big tree branch in the brazier yesterday and remembered it very clearly.

Today the big tree branch in the brazier has disappeared, Wu Jiong must have replaced it.

Jian Mo carried the fire pot with a wooden stick and went out. He had to clear the ashes from the pot before adding new firewood.

Otherwise it won't fit in the brazier.

Jian Mo ran out and asked Wu Jiong under the eaves: "Did you add new firewood last night?"

Wu Jiong: "The fire was almost out in the middle of the night, so I changed it twice."

Jian Mo was surprised: "Twice?!"

Wu Jiong nodded: "The current firewood is not resistant to burning. I will chop some firewood that is resistant to burning later. Just change it once at night."

Jian Mo didn't know much about firewood, so he said, "I'll go with you."

Wu Jiong said, "It's cold, you stay at home."

After breakfast, Wu Jiong did. Several orcs went to chop wood.

Jian Mo went to meet other sub-orcs in the open space. He wanted to take this opportunity to make clothes from the cloth he had exchanged at the hunting conference. Others also wanted to spin thread, repair animal skin clothing, etc.

It's not so boring to get together and chat and warm up while working.

Wu Jiong and the others came back in the afternoon carrying large and thick logs in animal form.

Jian Mo went out to take a look. After careful observation, he found that it was indeed different from ordinary firewood.

He also noticed that the two stone axes Wu Jiong brought out were all broken.

Ban Ming saw Jian Mo's eyes falling on the stone axes and said, "These stone axes have been used for a long time and are easily broken. If the stone axes hadn't broken, we would have been able to chop more firewood back today."

Jian Mo: "Thank you for your hard work. "

Ban Ming rubbed his cheek: "It's okay, it's just that this kind of hard wood is too difficult to chop. I cut halfway, and I didn't have the patience anymore, so I just bit it with my teeth. Now my teeth are still sore and soft, I guess I can't eat meat at night.

Qing Kuo patted Ban Ming on the shoulder and said, "Stop being such a coquettish person. Who told you to just bite your teeth?"

"No, Dad." Ban Ming hugged Qing Kuo's shoulders, "Eat it tonight. " Stewed noodle and fruit cake, I can bite that."

When Jian Mo heard this, he looked at Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong simply put on an animal skin skirt and said, "I didn't bite."

Jian Mo said, "Oh. Oh oh!"

Wu Jiong said, "I'm going to take a bath and I'll deal with the firewood when I come back later."

Jian Mo looked at him. After getting the soap, he was about to go outside. He stopped him in surprise: "It's snowing outside, why don't you go wash in the river?"

Wu Jiong: "We wash like this in previous years, it doesn't matter."

Jian Mo: "But no matter what, it doesn't matter. "It's too cold to take a cold bath in this season."

Not to mention a giant wolf like Wu Jiong, even an ordinary big dog, Jian Mo couldn't bear to let him take a cold bath in this season.

Jian Mo pulled him and said: "It's better to boil hot water and wash it. You can wash it carefully."

Wu Jiong was about to speak, but Jian Mo knew at a glance that he wanted to refuse, so he quickly said: "I want to wash it too, in two days ." It's not washed, and it smells like a beast of burden."

Wu Jiong didn't refuse after hearing this: "I'll go get some water."

By the time the two of them finished their bath and sat down by the fire pit, it was already dark. .

The firelight shone on Jian Mo's face, illuminating his superior facial features very clearly and making his thoughtful expression particularly obvious.

Wu Jiong paused and sat by the fire pit: "What are you thinking about?"

Jian Mo came back to his senses: "I'm thinking about charcoal."

Wu Jiong heard him talk about charcoal, but didn't ask much: "Charcoal What is it?"

Jian Mo organized the speech: "Maybe it's the black lumps left behind when we burn firewood? After burning out the impurities, the remaining charcoal can burn hotter and last longer. It is a very useful material. "

Jian Mo wiped her hair and added: "If you have charcoal, you don't have to get up in the middle of the night to change the firewood for the beast."

Wu Jiong: "It doesn't matter, you can go back to sleep soon.

" "Jian Mo paused, "Do you remember the pottery we made?"

Wu Jiong nodded.

Jian Mo: "Maybe it's because the temperature is not enough - the fire is not hot enough, so the pottery we make is thin, transparent and not durable. If we can reach a higher temperature, maybe we don't have to bake it every season The quality of the pottery will be better, at least it won't leak."

Wu Jiong understood: "You want to burn the charcoal first and then the pottery."

Jian Mo nodded: "Charcoal is very useful. We don't have anything to do in winter. Do you want to do it? You can try it. The materials are all ready, just use the tree you just chopped down. "

Wu Jiong reminded: "The tree I chopped down is wet wood and needs to be dried before burning.

" "We use wet wood for burning charcoal, dry firewood is not good enough."

Jian Mo wanted to try it, so Wu Jiong discussed it with Qing Kuo.

When Qing Kuo heard him talk about charcoal before, he didn't know what charcoal was. But now that he heard it again, he immediately said he could try it.

Qing Kuo: "It sounds very useful. When the time comes, I will ask the participants to keep it secret, and you will ask other people in the tribe to keep it secret."

Wu Jiong nodded: "I know."

Qing Kuo was a little excited: "I will ask tomorrow morning How to burn it, Jian Mo, put this matter on the agenda as soon as possible."

Jian Mo also knew little about burning charcoal. He knew that the key point was to simmer the wood to allow incomplete combustion in the absence of oxygen, leaving behind charcoal.

When Qing Kuo came to ask, he said: "It should be similar to the steps for making pottery. Just leave less air inlets and let it simmer slowly so as not to burn out. Then, put out the fire in time before the wood is completely burned. "

Qing Kuo's eyes were bright: "How to put it out? Pour water in?"

Jian Mo was not sure, "We should try to put it out with water first. If it doesn't work, we will think of another way."

Qing Kuo said, "Then start today . Let's burn it."

"No, no, no." Jian Mo didn't expect him to be so quick and refused, "You have to use wet wood to burn charcoal, and it's better to use hardwood, and the charcoal will be better after burning. , I want to use charcoal to bake pottery again. Let's see if we can make a batch of pottery blanks in advance?"

Qing Kuo: "Isn't the pottery made last time easy to use?"

Jian Mo said politely, "Maybe we can make better ones. The pottery used."

Qing Kuo: "Okay, let's make the pottery first and let the orcs chop down the trees."

The second time Jian Mo made pottery, he was much more skillful than the first time. It looked more impressive.

Zhou Fu stood by and looked at the pottery he made: "Jian Mo's hands are so skillful. We don't even need to repair this pottery."

Jian Mo raised his head: "This pottery clay is well blended."

Zhou Fu: "Yes, this batch of pottery The clay is really good. Hey, what is this? It feels a little weird."

Jian Mo showed it. "What is that?" Zhou

Fu blinked in confusion.

It's a pot, a cooking utensil, right? "

Jian Mo is famous for his delicious cooking. No one was surprised when he said he wanted to make a pot, but he thought the pot was a bit shallow and might not be able to hold much. If you put it inside and cook it, the soup and oil may splash out.

Jian Mo carefully smoothed the outer wall of the pot: "It's okay, I know it well."

Everyone said no more.

The orcs went to chop wood and came back.

This time they scrapped more stone axes, and the results were more obvious. Piles of hardwood firewood were piled in the open space.

Jian Mo led everyone to chop these long pieces of firewood into even pieces, and then said they were ready to burn.

Everyone was a little uneasy, worried that the fire would not be good. All the firewood would eventually be burned to ashes, and everyone's work would be in vain.

Jian Mo was also worried in his heart, but pretended to be calm on the outside and reassured everyone that there should be no problem.

Jian Mo asked everyone to stack the wood first like building a pottery kiln, and then use mud to form a hemispherical shape.

This time, there was no need to make so many holes. There was only a small hole at the bottom and a small hole at the top. There were two holes in total to allow oxygen to circulate slightly so that the firewood in the cave dwelling could be burned.

The firewood was all wet wood, and they put some dead leaves and dry wood underneath to start the fire.

After lighting it, the fire burned smoothly, and black smoke successfully came out of the small hole on the top of the cave dwelling.

Qing Kuo asked: "How long will it take to burn?"

Jian Mo shook his head: "I'm not sure either. I'll just watch here. Maybe I'll know when the fever is about the same."

Qing Kuo: "I'll stay with you."

Jian Mo He quickly refused: "No, I can do this work alone. You can do your job."

Qing Kuo: "There's nothing to do. I'll get some thread. It's the same as weaving here."

Jian Mo thought about it . I thought, "Then I'll bring the cloth and make some clothes. It just so happens that the kiln is burning here and it's still warm."

The vent is at the top of the cave, so they won't be smoked if they sit nearby.

In the cold and windy weather, it is really comfortable to sit in a sheltered place and use the heat of the cave to do some work.

Slowly, most of the tribe came.

Both orcs and sub-orcs were spinning and weaving, or mending clothes.

The firewood in the kiln kept burning, and green smoke was rising from the top.

It was the first time for Jian Mo to burn charcoal. He couldn't judge when it was done, so he could only keep watching.

Qingkuo and the others said they would help watch, so everyone stayed here.

In the evening, Qing Kuo said: "The charcoal should be almost ready."

Jian Mo turned to look at the big kiln and said uncertainly: "Is this almost enough?"

Qing Kuo nodded, and then said: "I use my nose You can smell it."

Jian Mo looked at him and then at the kiln: "Can you smell it directly?"

Zhou Fu couldn't wait to interject: "Yes, I can smell it too, the smoke coming out has a different smell. "

As he said this, Zhou Fu turned his nose into a beast and sniffed again: "There's no more wet feeling."

Jian Mo also sniffed it and didn't feel that the smoke coming out was any different from the previous smoke.

He hesitated.

Zhou Fu emphasized: "Really, I cook every day. The smell of wet firewood and dry firewood are completely different. The smoke that comes out does not have the smell of wet firewood."

Jian Mo decided to listen to them: "Then put out the fire. "

Zhou Fu rolled up his sleeves: "Pour the water in directly?"

Jian Mo nodded: "Pour it in, there is still some heat inside, and the water will evaporate after the fire is extinguished."

Jian Mo lifted the bucket with his own hands. The vents slowly poured water in, extinguishing the fire inside.

The cold water made a sizzling sound when it hit the hot kiln, but luckily it didn't explode.

Jian Mo looked at the kiln and felt relieved.

The current kiln is still a bit crude. If they want to use the kiln for a long time in the future, it is best to build a special kiln.

He was familiar with this, having visited it during his travels.

The fire in the kiln was out, and there was no more smoke coming from the top.

Qing Kuo asked: "Are you waiting now?"

Jian Mo: "Well, tomorrow morning we will come over and open the kiln like a pottery kiln."

Jian Mo packed up his things and went home.

After arriving home, he first went to see the beast of burden.

The beast's condition is not bad, both the mother and the cubs are fine, but the milk of the beast that he misses so much cannot be expressed for the time being.

This is the little beast's ration. If he squeezes the milk away, the little beast will starve to death.

They can only wait until the little beast is full moon, and they continue to feed it carefully to maintain the milk of the beast of burden, and then they can express it.

Wu Jiong came back, saw Jian Mo, and asked: "How is the charcoal burning?"

Jian Mo: "I don't know yet. We won't know until the kiln opens tomorrow morning. Let's go and see together tomorrow morning?"

Wu Jiong: "I'll get up early tomorrow morning."

Charcoal is a completely new thing created by Jian Mo. Wu Jiong and Qing Kuo are willing to accompany it, but some people in the tribe are not optimistic about it.

If you really want to make charcoal, the charcoal left after burning the firewood is also charcoal, so there is no need to go through all the troubles?

Jian Mo's status in the tribe is different now. Some people don't like it in their hearts and don't say anything.

But when the kiln is open, they come over early in the morning to watch the excitement.

Jian Mo was already used to everyone gathering together, so he didn't think it was a big deal when so many people came over.

He and Wu Jiong were waiting for Qingkuo and Dejiang by the kiln.

After everyone arrived, Jian Mo glanced at the kiln and said, "The kiln can be opened."

Qing Kuo: "I'll come, I really want to know how the charcoal inside is burning? If it's all burned out, I'll burn it earlier next time Put out the fire."

Jian Mo smiled at him: "No."

Everyone moved quickly and peeled away the outer layer of kiln mud, revealing the dark charcoal inside.

The charcoal is very long. The charcoal looks like the firewood that was put in yesterday.

Not only is it long, its surface is smooth and even a little reflective.

It is not the texture of firewood at all, nor is it the texture of the wood left after burning in the fire pit.

Qing Kuo picked it up and found that the charcoal was heavy, even heavier than wet wood.

Take two pieces of charcoal and tap it gently, and it will make a crisp sound like a stone.

Qing Kuo exclaimed: "How could this happen?"

Jian Mo raised his head slightly: "That's what good charcoal is. It seems that the firing should be successful this time."

Qing Kuo: "Good guy, I have been burning firewood for decades, and this is still the first time I've burned it . It's great to make such charcoal at once. You said it's very resistant to burning, so the fire is also very hot, right?"

Jian Mo: "That's right."

Zhou Fu leaned over from the side and said, "That 's right. Can we make pottery?"

Jian Mo: "I think it's okay."