Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

On the second day, Lu Wei went out and saw that all the people in the tribe gathered together to bid farewell to the two orcs who had gone out to exchange salt.

Although the leader and the horn had an accident because of the salt exchange, salt is an indispensable thing in the tribe's daily life, even if it is dangerous, they have to step out.

In the process of fighting against the perilous nature, the orcs have long been accustomed to the sudden departure of the people around them. Even though they have been sad and crying, they still have to move on.

To live is the only wish of the orcs of this age.

The original body was afraid of the Autism Society and never dared to show up on such occasions, so when Lu Ling appeared in the crowd holding the kittens, he attracted a lot of surprised eyes.

Lu Lin turned a blind eye to those suspicion, hostility, or indifferent gazes, and only looked up at the two orcs who were about to leave.

Lie and Zhong had the same influence as they would normally see in the tribe, except that they were covered with an extra layer of animal skin and a few bone weapons on their backs.

There are many things that can be exchanged for salt, but the most convenient thing is the prey—you don't need to keep with you, just change it near the exchange tribe.

Lu Er was very strange to these things, and he stood aside watching with great interest; instead, the little mi in his arms looked in the direction of Lie Hezhong's departure, and a trace of thought flashed across the cat's face.

—Chong Helie...It seems that he is not going to the Heihe tribe?

The Heihe tribe is the largest trading tribe in the nearby area, and the order and price are relatively reasonable, but the distance is a little far away. In the past, the salt change in the tribe was always to the Heihe tribe.

Is Zhong Helie planning to go to a nearby tribe to exchange salt?

A hint of disapproval flashed in Cat Cub's eyes.

Although the nearby tribes are close, but because they are not far apart, the hunting and gathering areas overlap, and there is usually a lot of friction. If you change the salt now, don't you have to be smashed?

It's just that it's just a cat cub who can't speak, and Zhong Helie has been on the road, and it's too late to say anything.

Xiao Mi looked at the direction of Zhong He Lie's departure with some regrets: I hope they won't be too miserable.

…

Compared with the kitten in his arms, Lu Er's consideration was much simpler.

He plans to teach white beard to grow ginger.

On the one hand, although **** cannot be eaten directly, it has good effects in flavoring, anti-inflammatory, and dispelling cold. It can even be said to be a natural herbal medicine. In this era when colds and colds are easy to kill, **** is more effective than modern The earth is bigger

On the other hand, Lu Er’s hard-working cultivation and breeding of **** satisfies his own urge to improve crops, but he does not want these high-yielding varieties to be buried in this way.

When Lu Er proposed the concept of "planting" to Baixu, he unexpectedly knew some knowledge about planting plants.

"In fact, some people in the tribe used to see that some fruits or wild vegetables grow well in the wild, and they thought about planting them in the tribe." Shiraishi sighed while roasting the meat on the campfire, "It was only later discovered that, Most of those vines or wild vegetables planted near the tribe died; those who survived by chance, even if they were taken care of each day, did not have much in the end. As time passed, everyone gave up."

The soil near the Hongmu Tribe is indeed average, and Lu Yan knows this, but he is still a little confused: "It is better to have results than no, why not plant more?"

"With that day and night care, it's better to just go out and gather." Shiran shook his head and turned the barbecue on the bonfire. "Besides, the horns and the leader hunted for a lot of food, which is thankless. , No one did it."

This answer somewhat clarifies the question that has always plagued Lu Er: why this small tribe has not yet born the bud of primitive agriculture, or is it because the orcs, unlike humans, can transform into beasts to hunt, and they have a unique advantage in hunting. When the yield of growing wild plants is particularly low, the food source will naturally rely more on hunting by the orcs.

Lu Yan has not seen orcs hunting with his own eyes, but from a macro long-term perspective, the development of agriculture is an important foundation for liberating labor and increasing population. Fishing and hunting that are completely dependent on nature will gradually be replaced by aquaculture. No longer have to risk their lives to fight and hunt, and to shift the focus of development to the use and optimization of tools, can agriculture and industry flourish step by step and lay the foundation of social development.

The primitive humans on the earth had to start with low-yield wild crops, and it took a long time to breed them from generation to generation; then, what about this tribe in the orc world?

Lu Er pondered for a while, and found that his Lingshui Ring had unique advantages in accelerating plant growth and improving breeding. It was entirely possible to cultivate crop varieties with qualified yields before promoting planting.

Imagining the golden crops all over the mountains and the scenes of loofah and cucumbers crawling in the vegetable gardens of every household, Lu Er couldn't help feeling a little excited.

—Isn’t I just in love with such a rich harvest and rich scenery when I apply for the agricultural sciences by myself?

Of course, there is still a long way to go before that stage.

After all, the concept in tribes is still "planting uselessness".

After crossing over, Lu Wei has been obsessed with improved breeding and cats. So far, he is only familiar with the white beard family, and he intends to start planting with white beard.

White beard was very surprised when he learned that Luer used to apply wounds to his wounds. After listening to Luer’s suggestion to plant his own wounds, Baibeard hesitated again: "But, I tried All planted..."

According to Lu Er, the failure of white beard transplantation in the past was either root damage or lack of land.

He has sufficient experience to solve these two problems, and he is full of confidence: "Don't worry, I can solve this."

Plant ash and mud mixed with humus in the bushes, simply dug a square or two square meters of land behind the Baixu’s tent, mixed these natural fertilizers in, and finally sprinkled water to mix the land with the fertilizer.

After that, Lu Er took out the **** seeds he had cultivated, and instructed Baixu to grow the **** seeds.

Baixu listened to Lu Lu's eloquent, well-organized explanation, and looked at the neat and tidy vegetable patch behind his tent. For some reason, he felt a touch of satisfaction. He turned his head and smiled and asked: "Green ears." , I didn't expect you to know so much?"

Lu Yan was still immersed in the satisfaction of opening up a new vegetable plot, and he couldn't help feeling sober after hearing these words.

—He is, is he suspected of identity?

If he is found out that he is not the original person, I am afraid it would be considered good to be expelled from the tribe, maybe he will stand up and burn to death! The ignorance and darkness of the primitive age are much stronger than the later generations!

Lu Er's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and the little Mi who was lying on his chest felt it, lifted her head slightly, and her soft claws swept up twice, wanting to see Lu Er's expression.

A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally Lu Yan settled down, and answered indifferently: "I used to be alone and studied secretly."

"Are you alone?" Baibei was a little curious. After thinking about it, he rarely saw green ears outside. Everyone said that green ears were hiding at home and refusing to go out. Could it be that green ears were secretly researching by themselves. Planting plants?

This is what Lu Ne wanted.

The original body is respected by most people in the tribe. In addition, the original body is autistic and does not go out. I am afraid that only the original body's family members really know that the original body is shrinking at home.

Then he leads others to think that he sneaks out every day to study farming, and most people are not sure if what he said is true or false.

—As for the original family members... Anyway, I didn't say anything to death, and then I will think about the talented players again.

At least for now, the effect of this lie is pretty good, and Baibeard seems to have no doubt at all.

Lu Er let go of his heart a little, only Xiao Mi, who was lying on his chest in his arms, listened to the fluctuation of heartbeat throughout the process, let out a noble and cold "Mi Mu".

…

Under Baibeard's meticulous care and Lu Er's daily dressing changes, Yong's injury gradually recovered.

Lu Er suggested that Yong usually eat more foods that can replenish calcium, such as cooked meat and bone soup. He saw a lot of prey hung up and dried in the tent of the White Beard's house. It is said that they were kindly sent by other orcs. Many of them still had bones. If they were stewed, it would be most beneficial to eat them.

"Bone soup?" Bai Xu smiled bitterly and pointed to his home's bonfire. "We don't have a stone pot in our house."

Lu Wei was stunned for a moment. He had a heavy and rough stone pot in the tent, which he remembered in the original family also, and he thought that every household had it.

"The stone is so hard that it is so easy to dig into a pot. Only the leader or the horn can do it. Now there are only two pots in the tribe, one at the leader's house and the other at the horn."

Lu Ling nodded thoughtfully, suggesting that Bai Xu could borrow a stone pot to cook soup in his tent.

I had borrowed the stone pot from the leader or Jiao's house before, but Bai Xi certainly wouldn't refuse, and soon went to Lu Er's house with the meat.

It was just that Lu Er was helpless to discover that Baixu's concept for cooking soup was to throw the meat directly into the pot, then add water to a high fire and boil it, adding a little more salt at most.

The taste of boiled in this way is almost unpalatable than boiled fat in water.

Unable to tolerate food being wasted in front of his own eyes, the second time White Beard came over, Lu Ling prevented the white beard from boiling the meat directly. He wanted to come to the beast meat in his hand and take it to the stream to wash off the blood on the surface. Come back and marinate it with green onion and **** for a while, roast it slightly on the fire, let the surface of the animal meat condense a layer of burnt yellow pastry, then simmer in the pot, turn to a low fire after the high fire, and cover the stone pot. Put a lid, let the meat and bones slowly simmer in the stone pot.

The broth stewed in this way always exudes an extremely rich mellow aroma while it is being boiled, and the white beard and Xiao Mi who smelled to the side were staring at the stone pot and swallowing continuously.

—What's the matter, how can this broth be so fragrant?