Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 215, continue to work
"Luoluo, what's wrong with this... this tiger?"

"Nonsense! Can't you see? The tiger is dead as hell!"

"Luoluo, how did you kill it?"

"..."

Faced with everyone's doubts, Feng Qingluo felt so guilty that she couldn't remember a single word of the manuscript she had typed before.

"It just...it crashed to death by itself."

As soon as these words came out, the people who came to fight the tiger were stunned. Everyone stared at the tiger beside the stone in disbelief.

I'm afraid this is not a silly tiger, is it?

So everyone began to ask how the tiger killed him, Feng Qingluo could only vaguely say: "It was going to bite me, but I dodged it, and it hit the rock with its head."

people...

This is really a silly tiger!
In order not to let everyone continue to pursue the bottom line, Feng Qingluo hurriedly said: "Everyone, quickly find a way to get the tiger down the mountain! Don't attract other beasts and cause trouble."

Everyone felt that this was reasonable, so they hurriedly tried to find a way to go. Finally, six people lifted the tiger down the mountain in turn.

It is impossible to sell this tiger meat, and it is easy to attract hatred. When the time comes, everyone knows that if Luoxia Village sells the tiger, there will be no day for money, so they can only eat it by themselves.

It is estimated to be 20 catties, but it is easy to eat.It's been a winter without oil and water. There are more than [-] people in Luoxia Village, plus the bridge builder and Bai Jingxing's master and servant No. [-] people. After three days of tiger feasting, there is not much left.

Dozens of people took care of a big tiger lightly, and the people in Chenjia Village over there were still in panic!

In the evening, they simply set up meals on the altar, make a few big pots, and move a few tables. The Chinese New Year is not so lively.

At this time, Feng Qingluo, who is the head of the clan and a great hero, doesn't have to work. She wants to do it but no one agrees, so she just sits and chats with a group of men.

The main thing is to discuss what to do next.

"Let's continue hunting and farming! The tigers have been caught. There must be no big ones in the nearby mountains recently!" Feng Hongyu said optimistically.

As a result, as soon as the words came out, Feng Hongtai said, "The tiger is here, the big ones know how to run, but the small ones don't know how to run?"

Feng Hongyu...

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard the words.

Feng Hongze said: "It seems that we don't need to go into the mountains for a while, we have to find something else to do."

For this result, Feng Qingluo is the happiest, how dangerous the mountains are!Let's farm at home honestly!

"Patriarch, what do you think?" Feng Hongtai looked at Feng Qingluo, as soon as he took the lead, everyone looked over at the same time.

So Feng Qingluo said: "Let's sort out the land first, and open up wasteland in the rest of the time. We don't have to grow rice, but we can also grow something easy to live on, such as soybeans, peanuts, etc. It can be eaten as a dish or as a staple food.”

"That's a good idea! I'm going to open up wasteland tomorrow."

"I'll go too, my house is almost finished!"

"My family has little land, so I've finished it long ago!"

"..."

Because of the tiger's relationship, the people of the clan looked at Feng Qingluo as if they were looking at a fairy in the sky. Naturally, she would do whatever she said, and she was extremely obedient.

The next topic that everyone talked about was how to open up wasteland and how to cultivate the land. Feng Qingluo only occasionally explained their doubts to them, and basically had nothing to do with her.

Qin Zhi was sitting beside her, so she simply reached out and untied the bandage to check the wound for him.

"Why is it so red? But it's tied too tightly?" Feng Qingluo frowned when she saw Qin Zhi's wound.

Qin Zhi himself didn't care, and comforted her with a smile, "This is normal, and it will be fine soon."

"Really?" Feng Qingluo was dubious.

As a result, Bai Jingxing came over to take a look, and said with a sneer, "If you don't plan to take this hand, just keep doing it!"

(End of this chapter)