A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 141 Dig it out and let it dry
The Flying Eagle Tribe is located on a cliff in the upper reaches of the Baiyin River.

Hurrying at full speed, even a beast could not bear it, but in the middle of the jungle, no one dared to relax.Seeing the sun gradually shifting to the west, Jiang Qing went from being excited at the beginning to lying limply on Lang Mo's back at the end.

Several times, Jiang Qing couldn't help but want to ask, is it almost there?
She swallowed the words again, and suddenly felt that Lang Mo's speed had slowed down. Jiang Qing got up quickly and asked, "Lang Mo, are you coming soon?"

The sky was getting dark, and it was already approaching dusk.

Just as Jiang Qing finished speaking, everyone recovered their human form and stood still.

"Here we are, the cliff in front is the residence of the Flying Eagle Tribe." Lang Mo said.

They went well this time, avoiding the beast and suffering no attack.All the way to the Flying Eagle Tribe safely, a little earlier than the estimated time.

Obviously, this has something to do with the mentality of everyone!
"This is Yingying Cliff, where my tribe lives. There are golden trees growing on the hills here, no, the sugar maple and milk trees you mentioned." Yingjie pointed to a trail on the left.

According to Jiang Qing's wishes, they changed the name of the golden tree to the sugar maple tree, and at the same time they were very interested in the sugar in Jiang Qing's mouth!

In particular, when they heard Jiang Qing say that the sugar is made from the sap of the sugar maple tree, they were very happy.They usually collect the sap of the sugar maple tree, but mostly eat it directly.

According to Jiang Qing's opinion, other things can be made.

The sugar maple and milk trees of the Flying Eagle tribe are not as good as the ash trees of the Whitewater tribe. Even at the clan exchange meeting, the clans don't pay much attention to the Flying Eagle tribe.

When Langmo proposed to form an alliance, Yingjie was a little apprehensive. Although the Zhufeng tribe had nothing special, it was the strongest.Moreover, Tianyun dared to make trouble in the clan back then, and finally left calmly, this is something that other tribes dare not even think about.

So although the Wind Chasing Tribe didn't have anything to offer, no one dared to underestimate them in the Forest of Death.Furthermore, Lang Mo is the number one warrior recognized by the four major tribes, which is worth everything.

"Yingjie, you send people back to the tribe to prepare for the relocation. Let's go and see the sugar maple and milk trees. By the way, prepare the food for the evening. We will leave immediately after dinner, and try to get back as soon as possible." Lang Mo said methodically.

Although he and Jiang Qing didn't go back to the tribe, things were explained one by one.Let the mother arrange for the tribe to pack and store food.

Yingjie nodded, turned around and called the man behind him, and told the others to go back to the tribe for the time being to prepare, while he led Lang Mo and Jiang Qing into the Yangchang path and walked towards the forest.

The vicinity here is the hunting area of ​​the Flying Eagle Tribe, and there are basically no wild animals.

Even if they meet, with Lang Mo's skill, naturally he can't be bothered to do it.

The three of them walked for about 15 minutes, and it suddenly became clear to their eyes. The leaves of the sugar maple tree gradually turned red when the dry season was approaching, and the red and yellow alternated, which was very beautiful!

On the other side of the sugar maple tree, there were dozens of milk trees bustling with each other. Jiang Qing withdrew her eyes from looking at the sugar maple tree, and approached the milk tree to observe carefully.

"Clan Chief Yingjie, do you have any milk tree saplings?" Jiang Qing asked.The name of the Sovira tree was too complicated, so Jiang Qing decided that it would be more appropriate to call it the milk tree. The ash tree of the Baishui tribe can be planted with roots to survive.

I don't know how to plant this milk tree?

"Yes, but once the sapling is removed from the soil, it will wither in a day." Yingjie said distressedly, "The tribe has collected a lot of sugar maple saplings, but why can't the milk tree saplings be transplanted?"

"Does the milk tree bear fruit?" Jiang Qing stroked the milk bag of the milk tree, leaned closer, and could still smell a faint fragrance of milk, accompanied by a faint fishy smell.

"Fruit, the fruit tribe has collected a lot." Yingjie nodded.Sugar maple and milk trees are the lifeblood of the tribe. When hunting is not possible in the dry season, they rely on the sap of sugar maple and milk tree collected to survive the dry season.

Hearing this, Jiang Qing nodded.If it is really impossible to transplant the milk tree, at least bring some more fruit, maybe a milk tree can be planted by then.

"By the way, how did you collect the saplings, Patriarch Yingjie?" Jiang Qing suddenly thought of a key question.Then, his eyes fixed on Yingjie.

Yingjie said: "Dig out the saplings and put them away, what's the matter?"

"Dig it out and put it away?" Jiang Qing was dumbfounded, did she hear correctly?

"That's right!" Yingjie was confused, his body stiffened, and Jiang Qing stared at him several times.Touching his nose in embarrassment, he looked at Lang Mo.

Lang Mo stood still, ignoring Yingjie's embarrassment.

In fact, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Yingjie, and he was a little appreciative.The Flying Eagle tribe is good, and they even know how to plant.No one in the Wind Chasing Tribe has thought about this issue. It may have something to do with the tribe's environment. There is no shortage of food near the Wind Chasing Tribe.

Although the dry season is more difficult, no one ever goes hungry during the rainy season.

"What's wrong!" Jiang Qing couldn't help rolling her eyes. Sure enough, she shouldn't have too high expectations for the people here, "Mo, come here and dig out this milk sapling. The soil was dug out together..."

Jiang Qing called Lang Mo and signaled Lang Mo to handle the milk tree saplings carefully.

On the side, Yingjie observed carefully.

"Jiang Qing, why did you dig out the soil?" Yingjie asked curiously.

Jiang Qing said: "I'm really amazed by the vitality of the sugar maple tree. It's still alive without soil." She didn't know how to explain the soil, air and carbon dioxide, so she choked out such a sentence.

Yingjie said that the Flying Eagle tribe started preparing for the migration half a month ago, which means that the sugar maple saplings were unearthed half a month ago.It hasn't died for half a month. It has to be said that the sugar maple tree has strong vitality and fire resistance.Obviously, the saplings of these milk trees are very delicate, and they will wither within a day of being unearthed.

Yingjie was not stupid. Although he didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Qing's words, he quickly realized and said, "What you mean is that we can take away the milk tree saplings as long as we dig with the soil."

"It should be possible!" Jiang Qing nodded, but she was not sure how long she could live.

Seeing Jiang Qing nodding, Yingjie followed the method she taught Lang Mo, skillfully began to look for the saplings of the milk tree, and started digging.

After a short while, the two dug nearly twenty trees, big and small.

Carefully put them away, every milk tree sapling has a large lump of soil.

"Is there a bigger leaf? Wrap the soil on the root of the milk tree sapling with the leaf so that it is easy to hold." Jiang Qing looked around, but couldn't find a suitable leaf.

At this time, the sunset in the sky sank below the horizon.

"I'll go find..." Yingjie hurried out.

After a while, he ran back, holding a large stack of leaves in his hands, all of which were the size of a washbasin.At this moment, Ying Yun also brought a group of people over.

From a distance, after seeing Jiang Qing clearly, he waved vigorously.

Unexpectedly, facing Shang Langmo's cold gaze, he froze instantly, and hesitated to speak.With a twisted face, he forgot how to say hello.

(End of this chapter)