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

In fact, many women in the tribe laughed at Mo Xiaonian but secretly envied her in their hearts.

She didn't even have to walk, she was just carried on Fu Cang's back. It was a bit shameful to say it, but in fact, who wouldn't be envious of these women!

Mo Xiaonian had no intention of integrating with them.

Whenever she has some free time, she goes into the space and works like a slave.

Although that lung-boosting pill was extremely expensive, it was really effective. After she took it, the number of times she coughed decreased significantly, and she no longer had symptoms of coughing up blood. Even Fu Cang said that her health was slowly getting better.

She is still 4,000 points away from recovery. She needs to work harder and try to achieve it within 20 days.

So when Linghua passed by the tent, she saw Mo Xiaonian lying inside and sleeping again.

Linghua really couldn't figure out what kind of magic this Mo Xiaonian had that could actually confuse a man as manly as Fu Cang into this state. Aren't they just whiter skin, bigger eyes, and shorter stature? But these are obviously flaws, right? !

You have to know that what their tribe admires most is the strong, and even women are no exception. The most eye-catching woman in the tribe is never like Mo Xiaonian. A tall, strong woman who can do a lot of work is a sought-after good woman!

Linghua stood at the door of Mo Xiaonian's tent for a long time, until she heard someone calling her from a distance. Then she withdrew her gaze and left.

If Mo Xiaonian knew what Linghua was thinking, she would definitely feel that she had died unjustly.

She did more work than the women in the tribe, and it was more meaningful.

But she didn't quite understand why, during this period of time, there were basically no new plots of land and workshops opened in the farming space.

What she hopes most now is that the sugar-making workshop can be opened as soon as possible. Then she can drink sweet porridge and eat sugar cakes. The most important thing is that she can make a lot of money if she takes the sugar to the market.

Thinking of the silver that Fu Cang gave her, Mo Xiaonian suddenly forgot the pain of being a slave. She went to the warehouse, took out the bundle of silver and counted it again.

The total amount was one hundred and seventy-eight taels of silver. Although Mo Xiaonian didn't have much knowledge about the prices of goods in this era, he could be sure that one hundred and seventy-eight taels of silver was definitely within a considerable range.

She was more afraid of cold than anyone else here, so when she went to the market, she would buy many more clothes than other people, from underwear to outerwear, to cotton-padded jackets, cotton-padded trousers, cotton-padded waistcoats, large cotton-padded quilts, cotton mattresses and so on, nothing could be missing.

These things would probably cost a lot of money. She hoped that more workshops could be opened in her space by then. She needed to think of some ways to make money so as not to spend all her savings.

Calculating that the time was almost up, Mo Xiaonian hurried out of the space.

Sure enough, it had become very lively outside, and Fu Cang and the hunters had all returned.

These hunters all had a harvest today. Pheasants and hares were the most common prey. Fu Cang and Liandao hunted a big one. They actually brought back a wild deer.

Fu Cang had come to the tent to look for Mo Xiaonian once before, but seeing that she was sleeping like a dead pig, he didn't bother to greet her again.

Logically speaking, since he had hunted a wild deer, he should have received the highest level of welcome and admiring looks from women. However, this didn't work at all on Mo Xiaonian. She was either sleeping or eating, as if she never took her own strength and ability seriously.

Fu Cang wiped his face in frustration, thinking that this was the woman he exchanged for a wild boar, and since she was so valuable, he could only spoil her. At this moment, Mo Xiaonian's exclamation came from behind Fu Cang.

"Wow! Brother Fucang, you and Brother Scythe actually hunted back a wild deer? You guys are so awesome!!"

Mo Xiaonian's voice was like the sound of nature, which instantly raised Fu Cang's emotional value to the maximum. He was about to say a few humble words, but he saw that the sickle beside him had flushed red in the face, and was almost buried in his chest.

Scythe, there's something wrong with you!

Mo Xiaonian was still praising them. The key point was that she really thought these two people were amazing! You know, they didn't even have bows and arrows. The machete and iron axe on Fu Cang were already the most powerful weapons. With just these two things, they actually hunted back such a big wild deer. For Mo Xiaonian, it was really incredible.

Fu Cang coughed lightly, interrupting Mo Xiaonian's praise.

He felt that if Mo Xiaonian continued to brag like this, the sickle might catch fire.

Speaking of which, Sickle is quite shameless. Mo Xiaonian is clearly praising himself, so why is he so popular?

"It's okay. I've hunted wild boars before!"

"That's different. You must have had a trap back then, right? But now you have nothing at hand. Anyway, I think it's amazing. You are the most amazing men I have ever seen!"

Fu Cang felt that the word "men" was very harsh, and the sickle could not bear it anymore, so he raised his leg and ran away, saying something before running away.

"I'll go tell the Great Elder and ask her to eat with us tonight."

The sickle ran away and the people watching the excitement around also dispersed. Fu Cang saw that Mo Xiaonian was still looking at the wild deer with great interest, so he went up and cut off the two antlers and handed them to her.

"Take it and play with it!"

"Deer... Deer antlers! This is a good thing. By the way, Fu Cang, do you want to skin and gut this deer now?"

"Yes, if the blood clots cannot be released over time, the quality of the venison will change. And the skin should be peeled while it is still hot, so that the whole piece of skin can be peeled off more easily."

"Oh. Can you please extract the deer heart blood for me? That thing has high medicinal value. I think it can be used in the future."

"Okay, no problem. The scene of me skinning and disemboweling you is a bit bloody, so you'd better not watch it."

Mo Xiaonian nodded hurriedly.

As a child who grew up in modern times, she felt that these things were really cruel and bloody. However, this is the way people in the tribe survive now. It is the law of the jungle and there is nothing wrong with it.

Mo Xiaonian slipped away, and the sickle brought Yuelu over.

With Yuelu's help, the three of them quickly processed the deer. The entire skin was peeled off without any damage. After tanning, they could sell it for a good price in the market.