A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 302 Yangmei, set off to go out

"Yangmei..."

Jiang Qing was overwhelmed with surprise, the rattan basket was full, and the red bayberry was not small, almost as big as Lang Rui's fist.

Vibrant and dripping, with a faint fruity aroma.

Just looking at it, Jiang Qing felt drooling.

Quenching thirst by looking at the plum blossoms was true, Jiang Qing hurriedly got up, and went straight to the kitchen with the rattan basket.

Pour the bayberry into the wooden basin and wash it twice, then put some salt to soak it.

"Lang Mo, where did you pick the red bayberry?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.

Lang Mo replied: "It was picked in a mountain forest in the north. I saw many birds pecking at it. I thought I could eat it, so I picked some for you and brought it back. If you like it, I will pick some more later..."

Hearing this, Jiang Qing nodded repeatedly.

During this period of time, she was addicted to acid, looking at the red bayberry in the wooden basin, she felt that the red bayberry in this wooden basin could be eaten.Seeing Jiang Qing's greedy look, Lang Ruipas and the two immediately followed closely, squatting next to the tub and staring at the red bayberry inside, with eager eyes.

"Sister-in-law, can I eat?" Lang Rui urged.

Jiang Qing shook her head and said, "Don't worry, this red bayberry will be better after soaking it for half an hour." Not to mention Lang Rui and Paz are anxious, she is also very anxious, but fruits like red bayberry are easy to parasitize, so soak them in salt water for half an hour before eating That's good.

With the two squatting and guarding the wooden basin, Lang Mo helped Jiang Qing up, and said in a warm voice, "How is your body?"

"Very good!" Jiang Qing took his hand and pressed it against his stomach, making Lang Mo feel the slight heartbeat in his stomach silently.Fetal movement started at four months, and now it's only three months old, and occasionally I can feel a slight heartbeat.Very light, very shallow.

"En!" Lang Mo hugged Jiang Qing lightly, and stood silently in the corridor, looking at the undulating mountains in the distance.A touch of warmth enveloped the two of them, Qing walked out of the cellar, looked at the two of them and slowly smiled.

Ya came several times, but was blocked by Qing every time.

Although Qing didn't say anything, she made it clear that she didn't want Ya to disturb the lives of Lang Mo and Jiang Qing.Mocha is a nice person, she hopes that Ya knows how to cherish blessings, and don't think about things that shouldn't be thought about, people have self-knowledge!
"The tribe is discussing, and we are going to approach the tribe on the other side of the Mian River tomorrow. What are your thoughts?" Lang Mo asked.After more than three months, the tribe has completely taken root in Taoyuan. The forest of death will enter the rainy season in half a month. They plan to go back after the forest of death enters the rainy season.

Therefore, they plan to seize the half-month time to contact the tribes near Taoyuan.

If a tribe wants to rise, it must accept more people to increase its own strength.Of course, they don't intend to accept outsiders into Taoyuan. There is a wider land outside Taoyuan. They plan to take Taoyuan as the center and expand slowly. This is a long-term plan.

Jiang Qing squinted her eyes halfway, but did not veto it. If the tribe wants to become stronger, it must expand.With the support of the power of the totem, they can be said to be confident, but the most important thing now is to find out where they are, how far is it from the Tianshi clan?

It is impossible for Yicheng to give up the iron mine in the Forest of Death. Although they escaped the Forest of Death, it does not mean that they really gave up the Forest of Death.Compared with Taoyuan, the forest of death is more dangerous, but at the same time, its cruelty is more suitable for the experience of the tribe.

"Who leads the team?" Jiang Qing asked.

"I will lead the team myself," Lang Mo said.His eyes were as black as ink, dotted with a deep, invisible stickiness. From the moment he escaped from the forest of death, he has been thinking about the day he will return all the time.Of course, what he most wanted to return to was not the Forest of Death, but the Tianshi Clan.

In the past, he was at most contemplating in the bottom of his heart.Looking forward to one day being able to ascend to the beehive of the Tianshi clan, the awakening of the black wolf totem has completely awakened the beast that was still imprisoned deep in his heart.

The desire for blood made Lang Mo's blood boil.

Unable to resist the desire to fight bloodthirstyly, he has tossed all the people in the tribe these days. If the awakening of the power of the totem had not doubled the strength of the people in the tribe, they might have been tossed so hard by Lang Mo that they couldn't get out of bed.It can be seen how ferocious Lang Mo's strength is!
"It's time for the eagle to fly high. I will wait for you to return from victory in the clan. The first thing to do is to find out where the Taoyuan is. The dry season in the Forest of Death is coming to an end, and the clan will definitely be ready to move." Jiang Qing said solemnly, the clan's ambitions swelled, and they couldn't wait I want to conquer with iron hooves.

How can the tribe be invincible?
This matter is of great importance, and there is no room for sloppy care.

"I know that this trip is just to find out the exact location of Taoyuan, and the strength of the tribe on the other side of the Mian River. The tribe's population is too small. If possible, I hope to exchange for some slaves as soon as possible." Lang Mo calmly analyzed that the tribe's background is not good. Some, with a population of less than a thousand people.

If it is just an ordinary tribe, these people are not small.Lang Mo's goal is the clan, and it is too difficult for a tribe with less than a thousand people to be promoted to the clan, so he is still a little anxious.

"There are pros and cons to exchanging slaves, you have to think about it carefully." Jiang Qing tapped.The tribe has just taken root in Taoyuan, and its background is too shallow, so it may cause serious trouble if it is exposed to others.Jiang Qing didn't want Lang Mo to drag the tribe into the quagmire for a little selfish desire.

Lang Mo took a deep breath and buried his head into Jiang Qing's neck.

"It's me who is impatient!" Smelling the familiar breath, Lang Mo's restless heart slowly calmed down.At this moment, I realized what kind of thoughts were in my father's complicated eyes.

He was blinded by the current development of the tribe, and almost made a big mistake. Fortunately, Jiang Qing pointed out.The tribe is not yet suitable to be exposed to others. Once the superficial background is targeted by a clan with malicious intentions, the peace and harmony in front of it will be destroyed in an instant.

"We don't lack time. The clan has just stabilized. It's not as rich and powerful as the Tianshi clan. We can only move forward step by step." Jiang Qing said softly.The tribe is more than enough than the top and more than the bottom. If there is a slight difference, it may be lost forever.

Lang Mo calmly said: "I see, let's put aside the matter of slaves for now, and find out the situation on the other side of the Mian River when we go out tomorrow." Soon, Lang Mo cleared his mind and stopped pestering the matter of slaves.

"Langmo, come, take this clay pot to the altar square." Qing Huan said.

Calculate the time, it's time to prepare for the dinner over there.Qing didn't dare to be sloppy, and carefully packed some fruit vinegar in a bamboo tube to send to Granny Qian and the others, as well as some fruit wine.

He asked Lang Mo to send the can of fruit wine to the altar square, and at the same time reminded Lang Mo to bring back some food for Jiang Qing.

"I'll go there first, and I'll bring you something to eat later." Lang Mo whispered, not forgetting to take Lang Rui and Paz away when he left. Those two people stuffed a lot of red bayberries in their mouths, and they didn't want to go to the altar at all. Square, because of Lang Mo's despotic power, had to give in.

Jiang Qing smiled and shook her head, put the soaked red bayberry in a bamboo basket, and ate it slowly.

The head rests on a little bit of fluffy fur, which is comfortable and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)