Mix the world with the system

The orc warriors of the other two tribes were taken aback when they heard the words, and then looked at each other with a little emotion in their eyes.

Food like taro is still very common in the forest, especially wild boars.

Orc warriors also love wild boar beasts for 10 minutes when hunting, because this kind of beast has a relatively uniform fat and thin body, which is very popular with females and elderly people.

Unlike other wild beasts, it has a lot of animal meat and has a firm taste, so it is more difficult to eat. Only half-orcs and orc warriors like it.

Wherever there is taro, there are wild boar beasts, especially large taro fields, which is a paradise for wild boar beasts. Now that they know that this kind of food is so delicious, how can they survive.

"We also plan to go back earlier. There are a lot of food collected, which is much more cost-effective than hunting here and waiting for bacon."

"Yes, I still remember that there is a large taro field on our tribal territory, and there are many wild boars there."

"Tsk, it hurts when I think about it, all the delicious food has been swallowed up by wild boars."

The orc warriors of the Black Wolf Tribe secretly took a few taro and stuffed them into his small parcel. Seeing that everyone was discussing the taro and didn't pay attention to him, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

Take some taro dug out by the Snow Tiger Tribe back, and then dig out the taro from your own tribe. If you hit them, you can eat the taro from the Snow Tiger Tribe, and naturally you can also eat the taro from your own tribe's territory.

When the time comes, I will bake a few for the patriarch and the witch to taste, it will not be more convincing.

Thinking that my tribe will have a lot of taro to eat in the future, and the tribesmen won't have to go hungry in winter, the orcs of the Black Wolf tribe couldn't help laughing.

The orc warriors of the other two tribes looked at the orc warriors of the Black Wolf tribe holding their small packages with wretched smiles, and they couldn't help poking their heads to look over.

At this point, good guy, the stinky wolf of the chicken thief actually secretly hid a few taro in his package.

When I thought about it, I didn't know what this guy was thinking. After looking at each other, they all rushed towards the remaining taro.

After a fist fight, the two freshly baked pandas blinked and looked at each other. There were a dozen or so yams lying scattered in the somewhat deformed basket that was pulled in the middle.

"Stop fighting, our two tribes are divided."

The orc warrior of the Wild Lion Tribe took a deep breath, good guy, I didn't see that the birdmen of the Flying Eagle Tribe were quite strong in combat, so he felt his eyes were sore and wanted to cry.

The arms of the orc fighters from the Flying Eagle Tribe could not help but tremble a few times. These dogs and lions were too ruthless, and they fought in groups, which hurt him to death.

He nodded with a cold face: "Okay, let's break up."

Naturally, the people of the Snow Tiger Tribe didn't know about this battle between the three tribes. To celebrate today's harvest, not only the orc warriors of the three tribes, but even the working small and medium tribesmen ate it tonight. Fragrant taro food.

Everyone looked at the food in the bowl with bright eyes, and the corners of their mouths were almost grinning behind their ears.

The tall and strong male giggled smirkingly: "The Snow Tiger Tribe is really great. They didn't avoid us when they collected it. When we go back to the cave tomorrow, we can also collect this kind of food and eat it."

The surrounding small and medium-sized tribesmen are also full of joy. The reason why their lives are sad is because of the lack of food.

The food in the forest is limited, and their territory is also limited. It is very difficult not to hunt enough food. These small and medium-sized tribes do not have the inheritance of the big tribes, so they naturally know even less food.

Even if you go out to collect, there are only a few types, and the food is even more monotonous.

So they are so happy today, not only because they ate the food grown by the Snow Tiger Tribe, but more importantly, because they got to know a new kind of food. food.

Therefore, today's snow tiger tribe's harvest of taro is not only happy for the people of their own tribe, but also for the tribes of the other three big tribes and those small and medium tribes.

The joyful atmosphere has not stopped since the harvest.

The taro had already been harvested once, and the clan members were very familiar with the classification and processing of taro, so they naturally cooperated very skillfully without Wu Yue's instructions again.

The tribesmen of the small and medium tribes were sitting outside their simple houses after eating the food and talking about the taro today. They saw Nagano with a smile on his face and the same happy slaves carrying baskets of taro to the back of the tribe. go.

The tall orc was stunned, then got up and said hello: "Nagano, you're moving food."

Nagano, who had a big harvest, also greeted very enthusiastically, and then signaled the slaves to continue to move away with food, while he walked over.

To be honest, Nagano felt a little happy when he saw the former patriarch in the Snow Tiger Tribe, especially when he was clearly living a much better life than him.

"Have you guys eaten food just now? Isn't taro delicious?"

Gao Zhuangxiong and the surrounding small and medium-sized tribes nodded eagerly: "It's delicious, much better than the wild vegetable dumplings we ate before."

"Yeah, who would have thought that the food that wild boars ate before would be such delicious food. We really missed it too much before."

Nagano snorted when he heard the words, you still missed a lot, this is where you are.

Gao Zhuangxiong pointed his chin in the direction where the slaves left: "I saw that the taro you collected was directly dried in the open space. Where are you going to transport them?"

Hearing his question, the smile on Nagano's face became more intense, and he bared his big white teeth: "These are the food that Master Wu Yue promised to distribute to our slaves, and we will transport them back to the place where we live for preservation. This is our winter food."

This embarrassment was a little sudden.

Gao Zhuangxiong stopped talking, and the surrounding small and medium-sized tribes were also silent.

All of them stared at Nagano with wide-eyed eyes. Good guy, there are dozens of baskets of taro just carried over, right? So much food is distributed to the slaves?

Immediately looking at Nagano, his eyes were full of envy and jealousy, and his tone was sour: "The Snow Tiger tribe is too kind to slaves."

Nagano puffed up his chest: "Who says it's not? We slaves can't have items and food other than the regulations, but the tribe never lacks our food and animal skins, just like ordinary tribesmen."

After all, he said in a lower voice: "Speaking of which, sometimes we are luckier than some ordinary clansmen, because we are working with Lord Wu Yue now, so the food and items allocated are better than those ordinary clansmen. A lot."

"Did no one tell you to go over and do something?"

Someone asked sourly, it wasn't that they were possessed by lemon essence, it was really uncomfortable.

In the past, everyone knew that being a slave was not a good thing. Apart from being able to eat wild vegetable dumplings, there was no way to compare with them in the big tribe.

They also live in thatched huts in winter, freezing to death is common, and the food in the big tribes is not enough to eat, so how can there be extra food for the slaves?

It is normal to live if you can survive it, and to freeze to death and starve to death if you cannot survive it.

You can't have your own food, don't even think about animal skins, including yourself, everything belongs to the big tribe.

As long as the clansmen of the big tribe have something to do, they will do it. They can just carry it out and throw it away when they are exhausted. Some cruel big tribes even let their slaves lure wild animals when they go hunting.

The most complicated mood here is the tall and strong male. Wasn't Nagano a beastman from his own tribe before?

They were brought out to exchange food because they were not close to him. Who knew that the slaves who were exchanged by him were living a much better life than the patriarch himself, and the feeling in his heart was very complicated.

The smile on the cheeks became a little stiff: "It's good that you have a good life, haha...haha..."

Nagano glanced at him, and the gloom in his heart that was abandoned by the former tribe suddenly dissipated, and his mood suddenly became brighter.

Smiling, he patted the shoulder of the former patriarch: "You also do well, the tribe will not treat you badly, the cave you live in this winter used to be the place where the tribesmen lived in winter.

It’s just that we live in a stone house now, so we don’t need it. I lived in it last winter, and it was very warm and comfortable. When you have nothing to do, you can go to collect some firewood, and you can light a fire for warmth in winter. "

After Nagano finished speaking, he left, leaving only a small and medium tribal tribe wondering what they were thinking.

Gao Zhuangxiong returned to the place where he lived, and saw the people of his own tribe sitting in it. When he came in, they all stared at him expectantly, which made him a little puzzled.

He raised his foot and stepped on the grass nest on the ground, then sat down on his buttocks: "Why are you all looking at me?"

An old male raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Didn't everyone hear that you followed the orc captain to see the cave where you live in winter? I want to ask how you are."

Gao Zhuangxiong nodded solemnly: "The cave is very nice and big, it must be much warmer to live in than our place, and the half-orc captain has already assigned us by the end of today.

After work tomorrow, I will take you there to have a look. After we finish eating, we will go out to collect firewood, and it will be warmer when we light the fire. "

The old male nodded: "It's good if you have an idea in your heart. Let's store our food when the time comes. Hello, people from the Snow Tiger Tribe. We are all salted bacon."

When it comes to the miraculous cured meat, the old male is instantly excited: "It's really a big tribe blessed by the beast god, who can make such miraculous food, and the cured meat has not spoiled after being stored for such a long time. "

Gao Zhuangxiong also nodded with a sigh of relief: "Who said no, it's just..."

He raised his eyes and looked at his father: "When the weather is cold, you don't want bacon."

The old male was startled for a moment, then nodded after thinking about it: "Well, when the weather gets colder, I'll ask for other food."

The two most powerful voices in the tribe were talking about food, and the tribesmen on the side could only listen, but when it came to not having cured meat, everyone had other expressions on their faces.

Seeing it in his eyes, the old male snorted coldly in his heart, and said: "Although cured meat can be stored for a long time, other foods are not afraid of spoiling when the weather is cold.

No cured meat, we can get more if we ask for other food. "

The tall, male partner's lips twitched a few times, and finally he held his cub and said, "Father, there is a lot of salt in those cured meats."

They had tasted the bacon when they got it, and the saltiness was obvious.

Salt is so precious, it is something that cannot be exchanged for food.

So in their view, cured meat should be more precious, but it is made with salt.

The old male glanced at her: "We still have some salt, enough to last until next year. When the salt exchange team from the big tribe returns, we can exchange some more."

Small tribes like them are nothing compared to other medium-sized tribes. If they have too much salt, it is not a good thing.

Gao Zhuangxiong naturally thought of this, and glared at his partner: "If you don't know, just shut up."

His brain is not very good, so after being the patriarch for so long, he would still come to ask his father about some things. The position of father in Gao Zhuangxiong's heart is very important.

Her partner spoke, but the female didn't dare to say anything more. After answering in a low voice, she carried the sleeping cub in her arms to the side to rest.

Seeing this, the rest of the tribe also went back to their grass nests to sleep, and they still have to work tomorrow.

Naturally, the Xuehu tribe did not know the shock brought by taro to these tribes. They were immersed in the joy of harvesting and could not extricate themselves, so they didn't care about other people's ideas.

In late autumn, the temperature in the morning is also a bit cold.

The moment Wu Yue pushed the door open, the cold air rushed towards her face, causing her to shiver unconsciously: "Hiss! It's already so cold before it's winter."

After enduring the coolness and washing up, she shrank her head and rushed into the kitchen.

But after seeing the blue fat man in the grass nest by the stove, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "You are still very good at finding a place."

The excrement of the fireball beast was placed in the stove in the kitchen, so there are still flames up to now, and the temperature is naturally not comparable to that of other houses.

She just said that she felt something was missing when she got up this morning, and the feeling was that the fur was gone.

Tongzi looked at his dog host sleepily: "Last night, when the temperature dropped, you swept away all the quilts, and I almost became the first Tongzi to be frozen to death. For the sake of my life, I naturally want to Struggling."

Wu Yue felt a little guilty. When she got up today, she found that the quilt was tightly wrapped around her body. Tongzi did not wrong herself.

"Hey, I'll make you a little quilt today."

Tongzi glanced at her in relief, and the dog host finally found out with some conscience.