Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

Lu Zhan: "...Aren't you sleeping?"

He didn't even notice when Nian Tu got into the bamboo basket.

The little rabbit kicked his legs proudly, "I'm just pretending to sleep!"

"Be careful, don't fall," Lu Zhan hurriedly held her in his hands.

He didn't know what was worth seeing by the river, but he still followed Nian Tu's instructions and took her there.

The stream was close to the tribe, and all the edible wild vegetables and fruits around it had long been dug up, leaving only clumps of bushes, stones and soil.

The soil and rocks looked ordinary, but Nian Tu's eyes lit up, "Ah Zhan, dig some soil, let's make pottery."

"Pottery?"

Lu Zhan showed a puzzled expression.

Although he didn't understand what Nian Tu was saying, he did as he was told. He squatted down, kneaded a lump of mud, molded it into the shape of a jar, then built a fire and put the jar in it.

The flames rolled up heat waves, and the air around them became increasingly hot.

Lu Zhan carefully held the little rabbit in his arms and moved away.

"Let's try a different way of playing next time. Playing with fire is a bit dangerous," he rubbed Nian Tu's furry paws and advised in a low voice.

There is nothing wrong with playing with mud, but playing with fire is different.

It's good to have him by her side, it would be bad if she played with fire alone one day and hurt herself.

"I'm not playing around," Nian Tu stared at the burning fire and calculated the time, "It's almost time, let's pull it out and take a look..."

This was her first time actually making pottery. She only had theoretical knowledge but no practical experience, so she didn’t know if she could succeed…

Maybe it's God's favor.

Seeing the plain-colored jar intact before his eyes, Nian Tu happily jumped on top of his partner's head, "It's burnt out!"

Lu Zhan's eyes were filled with shock. He didn't even bother to grab the little rabbit that was jumping and acting arrogantly above his head, and walked quickly forward.

The clay pot had lost its softness and became hard, making a crisp sound when struck. Whether it looked or felt, it was no different from his other pots.

“…It’s made from burning mud?”

If Lu Zhan hadn't done it himself, it would have been hard for him to believe the facts before him.

"Can all soil be used to make pottery?" he asked Nian Tu.

Without waiting for Nian Tu to answer, his brain was working rapidly and he had already figured out the answer himself. He squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil from the river.

Only these special soils can do it.

"This is clay," Nian Tu looked into the distance along the river, "There is a lot of it on both sides of the river, enough for our tribe."

Not only can it be self-sufficient, but it can also be used to trade with other tribes.

"Are pottery products very expensive?" Nian Tu shook his ears, a little excited. "Next year we will go to the big market to sell these, how about that?"

Of course, bamboo baskets can also be sold together.

But as a new commodity, bamboo baskets are not as easy to sell as pottery jars, nor can they be sold at a high price, and they are more difficult to make.

The trading price of pottery jars has become mature.

A lump of mud and a pile of fire can be exchanged for several complete animal skins and a large piece of salt. It is simply a good business with no investment and huge profits.

Lu Zhan narrowed his eyes and also felt his heart beating.

Although it might cause dissatisfaction among the tribe that originally sold pottery, in the face of huge profits, those are minor problems and not worth mentioning.

Besides, these were all made by the little rabbit himself, not stolen.

While he was thinking, the pottery jar cooled down completely. Lu Zhan took it and filled it with water to test it. After confirming that it was intact and not leaking at all, he put it in the bamboo basket.

Although he remained calm on the surface, he was actually extremely excited inside and couldn't help but pick up the little rabbit and kiss it again and again.

This is his treasure.

Even though he really wanted to burn a few more pottery jars, Lu Zhan held himself back for the time being.

It is more important to find food for Nian Nian.

The wild fruits and weeds around the tribe have been picked almost all, so if you want to fill your stomach, you have to travel through mountains and rivers and go to a farther place.

While the sun had not yet fully risen and the temperature was not too hot, Lu Zhan put out the fire and quickened his pace.

Nian Tu grabbed the edge of the bamboo basket, poked his furry head out, and observed whether there was anything useful along the way.

"Ah Zhan, stop for a moment."

She saw what looked like sweet potato vines.

Lu Zhan also saw it.

"You want to eat that?", he frowned.

People in the tribe also eat this wild vegetable, but it is not delicious. Only those who are extremely hungry and cannot find other food will choose to eat it to fill their stomach.

Lu Zhan had also eaten it, and had a bad impression of it during his hungry childhood.

"I'll take you to pick white-heart fruits." He didn't want to give Nian Tu this kind of food.

Nian Tu's eyes lit up. He jumped out of the bamboo basket and ran quickly towards the sweet potato field.

After eating meat for several days, her mouth and stomach were clamoring for some whole grains and carbohydrates. In her eyes, this large piece of sweet potato vines automatically turned into roasted sweet potatoes, fried sweet potatoes, and sweet potato porridge...

Lu Zhan chased after her and saw her digging with her short legs, digging out some strange-looking tubers.

"Take these back and eat this today," Nian Tu rubbed his paws impatiently.

Lu Zhan leaned over to pick up the little rabbit and helped her wipe the dirt off her paws. "...Are you sure you can eat it?"

The people in the tribe never had the habit of eating things buried underground, and he had never tried it.

Nian Tu nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Not only is it edible, but the yield is also very high.

She plans to plant a patch of sweet potatoes in front of her house so that she will have an endless supply of sweet potatoes to eat in the future.

"Okay. I'll do the digging, you take a rest," Lu Zhan didn't question it anymore and put the soft little rabbit back into the bamboo basket.

He couldn't bear to let such a cute little rabbit do the work.

The sun has come out and the temperature is gradually rising.

Lu Zhan cut a bunch of sweet potato vines, put some of them under the bamboo basket, and put some of them over Nian Tu's head to block the sunlight for her.

After doing all this, he began to dig sweet potatoes diligently.

One, two...

Nian Tu squatted in the bamboo basket, counting the increasing number of sweet potatoes, his ears perked up with joy.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching.

Then, several female voices greeted Lu Zhan, "Wu."

The females came in groups to gather outside the tribe. They didn't expect to meet a witch here. They were both reserved and excited. They exchanged glances with each other, winked at one of their companions, and whispered.

"Yanyan, look who this is!"

"Go! Talk to him more!"

"While Nian Tu is away..."

Although Wu already has a partner, it doesn’t mean that others have no chance. At least Yanyan has not given up.

Her face turned red with embarrassment, but she couldn't resist the attraction of Wu and the instigation of her companions, so she moved forward hesitantly.

"Are you alone? Why isn't Nian Tu with you?"

"Why do you want to dig up these things buried in the soil? They are so dirty, can they be eaten?"

While trying to find a topic to talk about, her eyes fell on the bamboo basket beside her. She saw a fluffy little rabbit inside and suddenly stopped.