Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Mo Xiaonian nodded obediently, but what she was thinking in her heart was, what does that have to do with me?

Yuelu continued, "Xiao Nian, you have only been in the tribe for a short time, but you have saved all of us time and time again. I believe that you are the lucky star of the tribe and that you came here to save all of us, so I would like to ask for your opinion. Even if it is just a hunch, I will consider it carefully."

Yue Lu's words made Mo Xiaonian feel like Alexander, just like when her leader called her out during a meeting and asked her if she had any ideas.

Fortunately, before Mo Xiaonian could speak, Feng Ming spoke first.

"Great Elder, Mo Xiaonian is not even a member of our tribe now. She can't even explain her life experience clearly. Do you really want to hand over the future of our tribe to her?"

Mo Xiaonian nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, yes, the high priest is right. I also think that is too hasty. Fu Cang, why don't you draw a map of the terrain here for me first so that I can understand it, and then I can make a judgment."

Fengming felt a little annoyed.

What on earth is going on with this Mo Xiaonian! The first sentence sounded like a rejection, but the second sentence was different. What terrain should she look at? Can she understand it?

Fu Cang is now somewhat disgusted with the sound of bees.

He always harbored hostility towards Mo Xiaonian, which made Fu Cang feel very unhappy.

He found a wooden stick and drew a few lines on the soft ground.

“My drawings may not be very standard, I can only give you a rough idea.

We are now in a mountain called Sandailingzi. We thought there were a lot of prey in this mountain and it was not too cold in winter, so we built a tribe here.

Go west from here and cross two mountains to reach the gathering place of the Black Wind Tribe. There is a tribal market there, which is very prosperous. We always go to the Black Wind Tribe market when we exchange goods. "

Mo Xiaonian looked at the circle drawn by Fu Cang and asked, "What kind of terrain is there?"

“It’s also a mountainous area.”

Mo Xiaonian nodded and gave up that area.

There are many inconveniences in the mountainous areas and the terrain is uneven, so farming is definitely not as good as in the plains.

"The east is a wild land. It is said that if you keep walking, you will reach an endless area of water. No one has been able to go from that area of water to another place."

"All water?"

Mo Xiaonian's eyes lit up.

Isn't that the sea?

However, given their tribe's current living standards and their mode of survival through hunting, Mo Xiaonian felt that now was not the time to live there.

"Let's not even think about going north. The winters here are already very cold. If we go further north, the winters will be even more miserable."

"What about going south?"

"If we go south for about a month, we will reach a mountain range called Qiyu Mountain. The Wangyou City of Dahuan State is on the east side of the Qiyu Mountain Range. On the west side of the Qiyu Mountain Range is a large plain with a large river flowing through it. There are some small tribes scattered there, but none of them have formed any scale. They are about the same size as our Yueluo Tribe."

Mo Xiaonian drew a big circle at Qi Yushan's location.

"My intuition tells me that this area can be a good place for us to settle down."

Beeping started to express his different opinions again.

"Mo Xiaonian, you don't know that there is a relatively large tribe called Xuyang Tribe in that area. It is a sworn enemy of our Yueluo Tribe. If we want to settle there, we will definitely be obstructed by the Xuyang Tribe."

Fu Cang looked at Feng Ming with contempt.

"So, High Priest, are you afraid of the Xuyang Tribe? I haven't forgotten the feud between our two families. My parents both died at the hands of the Xuyang Tribe. I have long been looking forward to the day when I can take revenge!"

Feng Ming was very dissatisfied with what Fu Cang said.

"Our tribe has no place to stay yet, how can you think about revenge first? The Xuyang tribe is now stronger than ours. What we should do is to avoid their edge, not blindly seek revenge. You are acting like a reckless man!"

"High Priest, you might as well just say that you are afraid of the Xuyang tribe and don't even want to avenge our feud!"

"OK OK!"

Yuelu waved her hand, interrupting the argument between the two people.

"You two should stop arguing. The plain under Qiyu Mountain is so large that we can bypass the territory of Xuyang Tribe. It is not suitable for us to fight with Xuyang Tribe now. We need to recuperate.

In fact, the place I liked the most was the one Xiao Nian chose. I think it is a place where we can settle down in the long run, reproduce, grow and develop. If that is the case, then I have decided that we should go south to Qiyu Mountain and establish our new tribe there."

Mo Xiaonian couldn't help but feel suffocated when she thought that they would have to walk for more than a month to get there.

If you walk so far, will your feet be sore?

However, since the tribe has already decided to head towards Qi Yushan, Mo Xiaonian naturally cannot stay in this smelly place and wait to die.

Their journey to escape the famine will begin tomorrow. Yuelu led the people in the tribe to fish out some relatively intact and usable belongings from the mud, washed them, and brought them to the simple camp they had built on the top of the mountain.

Tonight they have a place to sleep that is sheltered from the wind and rain, but starting tomorrow they will have to live outdoors.

Mo Xiaonian had been eating pancakes for several days in a row, and her mouth was full of blisters. Yue Lu also felt that if Mo Xiaonian continued to eat like this, she would definitely get a sore throat, so she went to pick some shepherd's purse and ant grass herself.

These wild vegetables are very tenacious. A flood destroyed their sturdy stone houses, but did not destroy these tough grasses. After being exposed to the sun for a few days, they regained their vitality.

These wild vegetables also gave Mo Xiaonian new life.

She really couldn't poop because she ate too little vegetables.

Yuelu’s cooking skills are quite good. Even though they don’t have any seasonings on hand, the food she makes has a natural fragrance.

Now that she had wild vegetables and flour on hand, Yue Lu steamed a pot of vegetable dumplings for Mo Xiaonian and made a pot of soup with ant vegetables.

Mo Xiaonian ate a lot this time. She ate three vegetable dumplings and drank two bowls of soup. After eating, she felt her stomach was particularly comfortable, and her whole body was like a flower watered by rain, blooming with vitality.