Mix the world with the system

The petite witch was a little dazed, and the sweet mushroom taste in her mouth was suddenly washed away, replaced by a very familiar smell of flesh and blood.

The petite witch who didn't like eating meat at first became angry instantly, and looked fiercely at the orc warrior above her head.

"I'm a witch, shouldn't you listen to me? I don't want to eat meat, didn't you hear?"

As she spoke, she tried hard to chew the meat and mushrooms in her mouth, her small face was puffed up like a newly ripened berries in the forest.

The burly orc warrior stretched out his big fan-like hand and touched the petite Wu's head: "You can only grow up if you eat meat well. You are too young now, and I still want to be your partner."

The petite Wu only felt that the anger in her heart deflated instantly like a balloon that had been punctured, and then... suddenly she was not so angry.

But it was replaced by a very sad emotion: "I also want to grow up, but I don't eat less meat, but my body shape hasn't changed at all."

After all, he glanced melancholy at the position of the burly orc animal skin skirt, and then looked at himself: "We really don't match up."

The strong orc had a black line on his face: "Then you should eat less mushrooms. The great witch has said that you have never been able to grow up. It is probably because you eat too many mushrooms."

That's why it's as small as a mushroom...

But would the orc warrior say this?

Absolutely not, he was just forcing him to do so in his heart.

The petite witch looked at the strong orc with contempt: "Our tribe is like this. My father and mother said that things like growing up depend on the blessing of the beast god. Why do I eat mushrooms?"

After finishing speaking, he bit off a piece of mushroom meat again and chewed it.

The burly orc glanced at her and didn't speak, but during the next meal time, he would tear off a piece of meat and stuff it into the petite witch's mouth from time to time, in exchange for her screaming angrily.

And here, because of the approach of winter, the orc warriors and the people of the small and medium tribes accelerated the construction of the city wall.

The tall city wall was as high as five orc warriors, and because of the addition of iron tree powder, the entire city wall had a thick iron-blue color.

"Beast God, did we really build such a tall stone wall?"

The people of the small and medium tribes looked at the tall city wall around them, and then at the turning heads in their hands, they were still a little erratic.

When Wu Yue found Yuan Lang, he was building the position above the city wall with the orc warriors with his bare upper body.

"Yuan Lang."

The city wall was too high, Wu Yue's voice could only reach the ears of the orcs above who were sweating profusely because of the blessing of witch power.

Xu Shi got used to long hair in the previous world, Yuan Lang's smooth white long hair stood up on a vine, and fell down and spread out on his back.

Yuan Lang, who was building the city wall, heard the voice of the little female, and immediately followed the sound with his deep eyes. The little female was wearing a simple white animal skin dress, showing white and tender limbs, petite and agile.

Yuan Lang felt soft in his heart, put down his hands, turned his head, and jumped off the high city wall.

The tall figure fell from the high city wall, but it was like a falling leaf, leaving only a shallow footprint.

Yuan Lang's bare chest was covered with beads of sweat, and except for some dirt on his hands, there was no dirt on his whole body.

"You don't have OCD, do you?"

Wu Yue laughed and teased the tall and handsome orc warrior in front of her.

Yuan Lang chuckled: "Why do things that can be done with both hands, all over the body."

As he spoke, he walked to the side, where there was a water tank for the orc warriors to clean.

Wu Yue stepped forward to scoop out some water to wash him: "I have a simple drawing of a loom here, I want to test whether the woven cloth can be used, please help me make it."

After all, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the orc with deep eyebrows: "I believe this small matter will not trouble us... Lord General."

For the last sentence, she gently approached Yuan Lang's ear, her voice lowered by more than one degree.

The warm breath was blowing against the orc's ears, Yuan Lang's ears were numb, and he raised his eyes to look at the little female who smiled and said, "Naturally."

It is said to be a simple version of the loom, but it is still somewhat difficult for Yuan Lang and Wu Yue who have never operated it before.

It took two full days to complete this simple loom.

"It looks about the same, but I don't know how to use it."

Hearing what the little female said, Yuan Lang felt a little nervous.

After laying out the warp threads and doing a series of preparations, Wu Yue sat in front of this simple loom nervously.

'Crackling, clicking...'

'Crackling, clicking...'

This sound kept repeating.

Wu Yue's piece of cloth was about as wide as her own arm.

It was also the first time for Yuan Lang to see a woman weaving with a loom, so he stood aside and watched curiously.

But as time passed, looking at the finished product in front of the little female that was no wider than the width of his little finger, he only felt that his whole body was not good.

"I'd better build the city wall first, weaving it to the extent that it can be seen, I'm afraid it will take some time."

He never knew that weaving is such a time-consuming thing, no wonder a piece of good cloth is very expensive.

Wu Yue raised her head and rubbed Rou's aching neck: "Okay, you can go to work first, weaving is not something to be eager for success, and I'm not proficient yet."

Yuan Lang's big hands with well-defined bones placed the back of the little female's neck and kneaded slowly: "Don't worry, just take your time, we still have animal skins to wear."

The two talked for a while, during which Yuan Lang kept kneading for Wu Yue.

The orc's palms were hot, and the massage was very comfortable.

It took Wu Yue a whole week to weave this piece of cloth, and even in a week, she only got fabric that was about the length of her forearm, which made her very frustrated.

"It seems that this cloth can only be woven slowly in winter when there is nothing to do."

After covering the loom with a piece of cloth exchanged from the system mall, Wu Yue walked out with her small back basket on her back.

The tribe is busy now. After the orc warriors handed over part of the prey they hunted, the rest was given to the tribesmen who participated in the hunt.

The tribal public food is uniformly prepared by the females of several collection teams, cured bacon and made pickles and dried vegetables.

"Yue, you finally came out. Everyone is busy making food. What have you been doing at home?"

Qingcao, who was marinating bacon, saw her little friend coming out, and rushed over in a hurry. The wound was greasy, and it seemed that she was doing some hand maintenance.

Wu Yue smiled mysteriously: "I'm making a very magical thing, but it takes a lot of time. If I want to do it well, I'm afraid it will be winter. I'll show you then."

Qingcao was aroused by her mysterious appearance, and walked over with a smile: "You still keep this relationship a secret, anyway, a prey in my hand has been marinated, take me there to have a look Bar."

Stared at by her bright eyes, Wu Yue said with a smile: "I can't take you to see it now, because it hasn't been done yet, so I can't see it."

"Ok."

Although she was curious about what new things her friends were doing, Wu Yue's words still killed Qing Cao's curiosity in the cradle.

"Yue, the construction of the city wall has reached the final stage. The orc warriors took the opportunity to build another kiln and fired a lot of new pottery. We will finish marinating the bacon later and say we want to go and have a look together. Are you going?"

"New crockery?"

Wu Yue looked at Qingcao curiously: "Is the shape different?"

Qingcao smiled mysteriously: "I won't say anything, you'll find out when you go with us and have a look."

After all, the two talked and laughed all the way to the side of the females, helping to marinate the remaining bacon.

In the end, only one older grandma was left to guard, and the rest of the females went to the brick kiln to see a batch of porcelain being fired.

"Master Wu Yue."

This time it was Nagano who was in charge of making the slabs. He was very excited to see Wu Yue, whom he had not seen for a long time, and the folds on his face looked like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"The pottery made this time is relatively small."

Wu Yue picked up a jar and looked at it. The surface of this jar was much smoother than the ones made before, but the height was only about the same as her forearm.

Nagano nodded: "There are a few slaves who are very good at making big vats and jars, so I separated the large pottery and small pottery and let them make them."

"You did very well."

Wu Yue gave a rare affirmation to Nagano's work.

Nagano happily rubbed his hands aside, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

What made Wu Yue funny was that Nagano even specially selected a batch of good-looking pottery for her.

After the green grass was selected, Nagano returned to her home with the slaves carrying the pottery specially reserved for Wu Yue.

What Wu Yue didn't expect was that there were actually people in the yard, and there were quite a few of them.

"Um... what's going on?"

Wu Yue looked at the Xuehu patriarch and several strange orc warriors standing in her yard with a dazed expression.

Although I haven't seen it before, I can still tell from the golden hair that these people should be orc warriors from the Wild Lion tribe.

There are several baskets in the yard, which exude a very fresh and familiar fruity fragrance.

"Yue, come and take a look, this is the fruit specially sent to you by the people of the Wild Lion Tribe."

After Wu Yue nodded to the tall and handsome orc warriors, she walked to the side of the Xuehu patriarch and looked down at the back basket that he uncovered.

These back baskets were exchanged by the Wild Lion tribe from their tribe during the previous trade fair.

It's just that Wu Yue didn't have any thoughts on the origin of these baskets at the moment, she was looking at the pineapples in the basket with a look of surprise that were the size of two orc palms.

"This is a golden fruit unique to the Wild Lion Tribe. It was given to the Wild Lion Tribe by the Beast God. The flesh inside is as golden as the hair of the Wild Lion Tribe.

It is the most precious fruit of the Wild Lion Tribe, and the Wild Lion Witch shared some for the orc warriors to bring to you to taste. "

An orc warrior from the Wild Lion tribe stepped forward, and with a 'shua' sound, his sharp claws appeared, and then a sharp light flashed, and the pineapple skin was peeled off piece by piece.

The orc handed the pineapple to Wu Yue with bright eyes.

Wu Yue glanced at him with a smile: "Thank you."

Then he walked into the kitchen with the pineapples, cut them into finger-thick slices, put them on a plate and brought them out.

The aroma of the sliced ​​pineapple is getting stronger and stronger, which only makes people's mouth water when they smell it.

The sweet and sour pineapple juice flowed in her mouth, making her narrow her eyes in enjoyment.

"This fruit is really delicious, thank you Wild Lion Witch for sharing."

Wu Yue's thanks greatly benefited all the members of the Wild Lion tribe, and the smiles on their faces became more intense.

"Wu said that the Snow Tiger Tribe has helped us a lot, and that's nothing."

The orc warrior who helped Wu Yue peel off the pineapple skin laughed.

Seeing that Wu Yue really likes the appearance of pineapples, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then continued after thinking for a while: "We are here this time, one is to give the golden fruit to the ghost tribe, and the other is to exchange some snow tigers. Tribes are able to preserve prey for long periods of time and go back."

Before the last migration, the Snow Tiger Tribe asked the orc warriors of the Flying Eagle Tribe to distribute some bacon to the other three tribes. To the surprise of the three tribes, a lot of their food was spoiled, but the food that should have been the most Meat that is easily spoiled has no smell at all.

In the end, after research by the three tribes, it turned out that the meat appeared to have been salted.

After returning to their territories from the end of the migration, all three tribes began researching this method of preserving meat for a long time.

but…

A lot of salt is wasted, but the meat they make is still bad when it should be bad.

The people of these three tribes no longer dare to try at will.

Now, seeing that winter is getting closer, the Wild Lion Tribe was the first to be impatient, and came to ask the Snow Tiger Tribe to exchange some of the meat that you can store for a long time on the grounds of sending golden fruits.

Wu Yue and Patriarch Xuehu looked at each other, and the gift of affection is by the way, the main purpose is here.

But Wu Yue didn't speak, and the Xuehu patriarch smiled and said: "Because we didn't think about exchanging these meats, so there are not so many ready-made salted meats in the tribe to exchange for you."

The faces of the orcs in the Wild Lion Tribe were filled with disappointment: "We can exchange it with the food we got from hunting."

Food that can be preserved for a long time is too important, as long as there is a little hope, they are not willing to give up.

"You have worked hard along the way, go back and rest first, and wait for us to discuss with Wu."

After seeing off all the orc warriors of the Wild Lion tribe, Wu Yue looked at the Xuehu patriarch and said, "I'm afraid it's not just this tribe."

The corner of Snow Tiger's patriarch's mouth twitched: "Do you have any ideas?"

After thinking for a moment, Wu Yuechi said: "Curning bacon is a waste of salt, I believe they can't help but need a lot, so we can let them hunt their own prey, and then exchange salt with us.

We are only responsible for helping them marinate them, and then they take them back to the tribe to dry. "