Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

Lu Er didn't expect to really gain something, he was a little surprised, watching Mang hold the fruit in his mouth, and turned back into a reddish-brown chubby bear.

The little bear looked like he wanted to hold his head and then rolled up, his movements became stiff, and he seemed to remember that he still had a berry in his mouth. He frustrated his claws and walked forward honestly step by step.

The chubby bear's naive attitude made Lu Yan almost amused. Considering that a child of Mang's age might have a heavier self-esteem, he forcibly held it back and did not laugh.

Seeing the twisted fat **** of the little bear, Lu Yan suddenly remembered something he had only recently realized: the hair color of the beasts and the fur color of the animal skin skirt on the waist seemed to be the same as the fur on his body. I don't know if it was the animal skin skirts made by the orcs specifically for their own coat color, or they were born with their own transformations.

Xiangmang’s hair and animal skins are brownish-red, Yong’s hair is orange-gold, and animal skins are spots with the same pattern on his body...

Inexplicably, Lu Lin suddenly remembered the strange orc he had encountered while digging in the black soil, covering his face.

The short hair of the orc that was not completely covered was silvery white, and the group of animal skins around his waist was also clean and pure white. It must have become a beast type and pure white animal.

—A snowy white furry animal...what could it be?

Lu Wei thought about it for a while, a little fascinated.

The two cats he raised in the previous life were not solid colors. After all, his laboratory was very busy and he didn't have so much time to groom the cats' hairs. The pure colored hairs are easy to get dirty.

But this does not prevent Lu Er from particularly fond of those pure white puppet cats or poodles.

—Hey, if Zhong really can pull that strange orc into the tribe, he must go and see what the animal type of that orc is; even if he is not a relative or a partner, he can’t get it, but it’s good to have an eye addiction...

Xiao Mi was a little boring lying in the small basket on Lu Ne's back, and she crawled onto Lu Ne's shoulders, and at a glance she saw a look of dreamy desire on Lu Ne's face.

Xiao Mi has seen this look a lot, all of which are the expressions of this fascinating Asian beast when he stares at the beasts of orcs like foxes, squirrels, and bears.

—Which one is this time? !

…

Mangling Lu quickly came to a remote hillside, surrounded by a small river, on the **** there was only a crooked-necked tree, and large patches of green weeds on the ground.

The little bear walked to the hillside and sniffed left and right, and screamed to Lu, the fruit in his mouth fell to the ground with a "patter", and then hurriedly changed back to the appearance of a teenager, picked up the fruit, and wiped it on his waist. A little distressed, he plucked a clump of weeds: "I remember there used to be that kind of grass with big spikes..."

He gestured with his left hand, his expression a little frustrated.

Lu Wei came over, squatted down, stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the slender blades of grass on the ground, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable surprise: "It's okay, these millets... just aren't mature yet."

millet!

Lu Er, who has many years of theoretical and practical knowledge, recognized at a glance that these messy-growing plants in front of him are millets, one of the oldest cultivated crops that have occupied a long leading position in Chinese agricultural history and also known as "millet"!

Looking at the postures of these leaves, they are almost the same as the millet that Lu Er had seen in the experimental field in his previous life, and maybe the final plant cultivated is also similar!

Had it not been for Mang to be on the sidelines, Lu Er now wanted to uncover the leaves on the finger ring in his hand and cultivated it with the common name of Lingshui to take a look.

Surprised, Lu Er took out a small bone shovel from the small back basket, patiently dug out some of the best-growing millet roots together with the soil, carefully placed them in the basket, and prepared to go back and cultivate again.

Xiao Mi knew that Lu Er had been looking for a plant that could grow grass seeds. Although he was a bit disapproving before, but this Asian beast had repeatedly broken its expectations, and now Xiao Mi did not dare to despise any of Lu Er's actions.

It jumped down obediently, did not lie on Lu Er's shoulder to cause him interference, and honestly squatted on the side to observe Lu Er's movements.

There was only a blur of light and shadow in Mang's vision, and he couldn't clearly understand what his brother was doing, but he knew that his brother was doing serious things and didn't bother him.

He noticed that there was a small thing jumping off his brother, and he leaned in curiously and sniffed it.

Xiao Mi had no interest in Mang this little bear. She disliked that Mang was blocking him from looking at Lu Er, slapped it over, and the soft pad pushed Mang's face directly away.

Mang was not angry, sat up, touched his nose with some doubts, and said to himself: "The smell of horns?"

Xiao Mi was taken aback, Lu Yan was also attracted, and put the last millet dug out in the basket: "What?"

Mang pointed to the white-yellow-yellow kitten and raised his head and said, "This, the smell of horns on his body."

Lu Yan came over and was stunned, then laughed: "Is it because of the smell of Mi living in the tent in the corner with me?"

Mang shook his head: "No...It's thick, thicker than in the tent, very fresh, not in the tent."

Xiao Mi glared the blue cat's pupils in hindsight, and the hair on her body was about to explode: she knew that Mang’s sense of smell was very sensitive, and thought that although Mang could not see things clearly, it relied on this. The sense of smell can also play a role in hunting...

-But it did not expect that its sense of smell and memory should be so sensitive? !

The last time it appeared as a horn was a few months ago, how could Mang still distinguish it so finely?

Xiao Mi glanced at Lu Er's expression subconsciously.

Seeing that the kitten cub looked like an enemy, there was a slight doubt in his heart. He squatted down and pinched Mi’s fur ears and looked up at Mang: "You mean, Mi’s recent contact with the corner. Over? But isn't the horn dead?"

Mang seemed to be a little confused as well. He tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally held back for a long time before spitting out a few words: "Maybe, it touched the dead body?"

This gave Lu Er a hint. He remembered that Teng He Horn was dissipated by the beasts before, and Teng was severely injured and reluctantly returned to the tribe, but there was a wave of beasts in the corner, and there were no bones left.

If the smell Mang smells is correct... Means that Mi has touched the corpse of the corner recently?

…After so long, I guess there are only bones left.

After all, it was a tribe in the tribe and an original orc, Lu Lin felt a trace of pity in his heart.

If possible, he wanted to bury Horn's body.

Lu Ling lowered his head and poked Mi's chin: "Mi, where have you been to play recently?"

He has been sleeping in the middle of the night, and he can easily wake up from a light sleep in the middle of the night.

In the middle of the night last night, he seemed to feel that Xiao Mi jumped up from under the bed and fell on the animal skin bed. He probably ran out to play in the middle of the night.

Xiao Mi condensed the fluffy hair that had exploded because of her shock, and squatted in place and gave a cleverly "Mi" sound.

—What are you talking about, I don’t understand, I’m just a kitten who doesn’t understand anything.

Lu Ling lowered his head and stared at Xiao Mi's innocent eyes for a while, shook his head, and smiled: "Little bastard."

He was still worried about the millet he had just dug out in his heart. Lu Yan didn't entangle with Mi, and planned to torture the overly clever kitten at night.

He stood up holding the cat, thanked Mang, and returned to his test field.

After bidding farewell to Lu Er, Mang leaned against the crooked neck tree and lightly sniffed the berries his brother had given him. A smile appeared on his small face, holding the fruit in one bite to eat.

-It's so sweet!

He likes to eat sweet food the most, but the sweetness of the wild fruits usually found is very weak, only the berries from his brother are sweet and delicious, so he wants to eat one.

It’s just that he is always too embarrassed to ask...

No matter how slow a fruit is, it will finish quickly. Mang licked his fingertips, "looking" at the sky and lying down, while reminiscing about the sweetness of the berries, he pondered: My brother seems to be looking for a corpse...Do you want to help?

…

Compared with grains such as rice and wheat, millet has lower requirements for soil quality and stronger drought tolerance. The earth is a crop that originated in the Yellow River basin, and the history of domestication has also been studied as one of Lu's theoretical courses.

The dug millet was planted in the test field, and the wild millet seeds were analyzed after ripening with spiritual water.

After rubbing off the seed coat, the yellow millet was spread out in Lu Er's hands. The grains of rice were much smaller than the millet Lu Er knew, and they didn't smell much. The amount of millet produced by one millet was also very small.

But after all, this is a real food crop, even if it is only a primitive variety, it is enough to surprise Lu Er.

The time spent on other wild grass seed plants was not in vain. Lu Lin had a general grasp of the plant habits and laws of this area. After an afternoon, the improvement of millet has yielded great results.

Lu Wei, who was addicted to improved millet varieties, didn't remember that he had to ask Mi's questions about horns during the day when it got late and returned to the tent with a small basket of harvested millet seeds.

Once this issue is involved, Xiao Mi seems to be ignorant, turning into a real kitty and rubbing and kissing her, with her tail dangling more frequently than Erha, and will never admit that she sneaked out to play in the middle of the night.

In the end, Lu Er felt a little helpless, so he had to tap his nose: "Baby, think about whether you have encountered any bones. After all, it is my orc, and at least the bones should be brought back for burial. "

Seeing that Lu Yan didn't think in any other direction, Xiao Mi was slightly relieved, turned her head and began to wonder if she could go out and find some bones to come back and pretend to be.

But think about it again, Mang’s sense of smell is so sensitive, I’m afraid it’s not easy to pretend...I wonder if peeing on the bones can be fooled?

Lu Er couldn't ask the answer from Xiao Mi, so he had to reinvest his mind on the millet seeds.

In addition to improved breeding, Lu Lin suddenly realized that he also needed some important tools.

-Flail, pike, stone mortar, stone mill.

Grain threshing and husking is the last step before crops become real food that can be eaten. For this reason, farmers in the history of the earth have created countless corresponding tools.

Flails and rollers are used for threshing, and stone mortars are used for dehulling.

But none of these Lu Ren.

In the past, there were not many soybeans planted in the tribe, and the Asian beasts peeled them by themselves. Even Lu Er was used to this, and for a while, he forgot about it.

But now that soybeans are grown on a large scale, and corn will be promoted later, threshing and shelling is a link that has to be paid attention to.

This was a major event for the entire tribe. Lu Er found Teng the next day and explained the situation.

Teng first glanced at the small basket of millet ears Lu Er had brought, and hesitated: "Can this be eaten?"

"Yes, but you have to take the kernels off the ears and peel off the outer skin."

Last night, Lu Er tried his best to recall the structure of those farm tools. Today, he took a wooden stick and drew it on the ground. “These tools can improve efficiency. I would like to ask my father to help me prepare.”

Flail and stone mortar have relatively small requirements for the user's strength, and their popularity is very high. Lu Er originally wanted to recommend them. Unexpectedly, after listening to Lu Er's analysis, Teng chose the other two.

"Use this... roller and stone grinder."

The structure of the roller is similar to that of the roller. They are all stone columns lying down, pulled by human and animal power, and pressed by the weight of the stone to thresh and hull.

The difference is that the weight of the two tools is different, and the roller is directly dragged on the threshing floor, while the grinding has a special grinding platform.

"Listening to what you said just now, this... will it be faster to grind and grind?"

"Although the efficiency is higher, it will be more tiring." Lu Er reminded.

Dragging heavy stone rollers and stone mills around is not an easy task.

Teng smiled heartily: "Green Ears, you have never liked to go out since you were young. The orcs of our tribe, in order to fill their stomachs, they are not afraid of being tired."

Since Teng, as the leader, thinks this way, Lu Nei thinks that the orcs can be transformed into beasts, much stronger than the humans on earth, so he no longer opposes it.

The two reached an agreement, and Teng took a few orcs out to find suitable stones for making rolls and grinds. Lu Lin stayed at Teng's house and processed the small scoop of corn into millet porridge together with Hongyun.

Lu Er could see that Teng was still a little hesitant about whether these seeds could fill his stomach, so he wanted to make this small basket of millet into millet porridge, please try it.

Because there is only this point, the two Asian animals, Lu Er and Hongyun, can thresh them by rubbing them with their hands, and then use the stone pot in Teng's family as a mortar. The two people took turns to remove the shells for a while, and got a bowl of millet.

During this period, when Mang went home, Xiao Mi immediately pretended to be nonchalant and walked to the farthest corner of Mang to avoid being heard by Mang again.

This morning it deliberately played for a long time among the pungent plants such as coriander, green onions, and ginger, just to cover up its smell.

Although Teng was the leader of the tribe, in the memory of the original body, Lu Yan had been working hard for the continuation of the entire tribe. He did not enjoy it as high as other tribes. Therefore, the Hongmu tribe was very convinced of Teng's decision.

And there is no specialization, which means that during the period of coma, Hong Yun has been busy collecting food and taking care of the two orcs in the family, one big and one small at home, only occasionally accepting a little food from other people, like There are no "valuable items" such as pottery and animal leather shoes produced by Lu Er.

Lu Lin sent two of his pottery when Teng was awake, and Teng's family now only has these two pots.

Wash the millet thoroughly, soak it in cold water for a while, heat up the water in a clay pot, add the rice, cover it with a wooden lid, then put it on the fire and simmer it slowly over a low fire.

Soon, the faint fragrance of millet porridge permeated the entire tent, leaving Hongyun and Mang who had never smelled this fragrance before.

When Teng came in from the outside, the first thing that rushed into the sinuses was the rich aroma of millet porridge. After another glance, Hongyun, who had always been cautious and restrained, was sitting by the bonfire and looking at the door with his eyes bright: "Teng is back!"

After arriving home, the family enjoyed a steaming meal of millet porridge.

The soft and glutinous millet porridge completely conquered the orcs' intestines. Not only did it taste good, but the squirming sensation in the abdomen after the entrance also proved that these corns, like meat, can fill the stomach.

The only regret is that the corn that Lu Er brought was too small, and it disappeared if one person was divided into a small bowl. Teng Hemang, who has a relatively large appetite, can only gnaw on some greasy barbecue with regret.

Lu Ye also poured a little bit for Xiao Mi. After taking a bite, Xiao Mi ate so much that she wanted to lick the bottom of the bowl clean.

After eating the millet porridge, Teng immediately decided: All the tribes will plant corn!

The first crop of soybeans that was reclaimed before has been planted. The seeds are the first few generations of the original seeds cultivated by Luer with spiritual water, so the growth rate is much faster than normal varieties. Luer predicts that this batch of soybeans will probably grow. Mature within a month.

The effect of planting soybeans and millets at intervals was very good, so Lu Lin blocked Teng's plan to call on the beasts to reclaim the land.

Let's wait until the soybeans are planted. Lu Lin can optimize the varieties of millet just this month.

On the contrary, Lu Er’s own field, even with the help of the "midnight good-hearted man", only half of the soybeans are planted, and the remaining half of the field can be planted first, so as to observe whether the millet and soybeans in this world complement each other. relationship.

…

Teng took a few experienced orcs from the tribe, and quickly prepared the rock and the ground stone according to Lu Er's request, dug a hole in the middle of the stone, and then used a strong wooden stick to penetrate it and tied it with straw ropes.

Rolling and grinding will not only be used for threshing and hulling millet in the future, but also soybeans.

After the heavy Shi Yun was done, Lu Wei tried it and tried his best to drag it up, and felt out of breath after not being able to walk two steps;

In contrast, Chung turned into the shape of a buffalo animal, tied it on its two horns, and pulled the roller around lightly and easily without any pressure.

In the future, soybeans and millet will need a solid flat ground as a threshing ground. After discussing with each other, a flat open space was selected in the center of the tribe. Every day, orcs will come and drag the stone roller back and forth to crush the land. Hard enough.

The first candidates were those who were lazy, messing up, and playing bad things during the time of unconsciousness.

Almost all the orcs who have been following behind Hanao obediently and seldom go to farm work are included.

Since Lu Er first called on everyone to grow white root vegetables and soybeans, Huawei showed strong resistance.

He did not dare to directly object to Lu Er, and could only complain in a small group, expressly implying that growing food in the land was futile, and brought many Asian beasts and orcs who refused to grow soybeans.

Lu Er also heard a bit of wind at the time, but he didn't say anything at all-when food was grown in the land, he was definitely not regretting it.

The delicacy of soybeans made the harvested beasts very satisfied, and the Asian beasts and the beasts who were crooked by the flower tail were somewhat regretful.

And after being arrested by Lu Er to repair the public toilet, Asian beasts like Zitong who are keen to catch urination and defecation at any place have gradually become partakers of Huawei, and there are fewer and fewer members of Huawei's small group.

In previous years, when there was nothing to do in the warm season, the orcs who pursued the Asian beasts would dig out their hearts and think about various ways to please the Asian beasts. Rare prey, delicate bone decorations, and colorful bird tail feathers are endless.

This year, after Lu Er brought a planting boom, the beasts were busy loosening the soil, sowing, watering and fertilizing, and the energy of pursuing the Asian beasts was much less.

Fortunately, the Asian beasts who were also busy between the field and the pottery kiln, Huawei didn't want to go to work under Lu Er's hands, and had been idle all the time. Without the feeling of Zhongxing Pengyue, she began to feel bored.

But he didn't get bored for a few days, so he was arrested by Mu's father and his father to do farm work.

The land in the tribe is allocated according to the head, and Huawei has a share of it himself. However, the rules were set. Pottery and salt were all allocated according to the progress of the tribe’s arable land. Huawei refused to work on her own, which caused the progress of their family to fall, and the amount of salt was much less.

Not to mention the useful pottery.

Huawei was so aggrieved, she cursed Lu Er in her heart, then Tong Yong and the other orcs, and felt distressed for her bubbling hands while weeding the weeds with difficulty.

Yong was guarded by Lie, and he was directly scared off by Lie’s cold eyes several times. The other orcs around him were punished to drag the stone roller to the threshing ground because of their laziness, and he couldn’t find it. Other suitors help him with work...

—It's all Green Ear's fault!

—Cursing Green Ears can’t find the orcs for him!

Huawei thought bitterly, thinking about Lie who didn't know the goods and Yong who was stopped by Lie, and thinking that she also had many other orcs to choose from. Compared with Lu Er who has been alone so far, she was barely comfortable.

…

While Lu Wei was obsessed with improving millet seeds, Xiao Mi was not idle either.

It is now more and more able to control the time it takes to transform itself into an orc, so it has to sneak out in the middle of the night every day, take a walk around and relax the tired body that pretends to be a little cat every day, and it will also help Lu Ning do some physical work.

After all, Xiao Mi was always with Lu Ne during the day, and Lu Ne would seriously summarize the work of the day and plan for the next day every night, so that Xiao Mi was very clear about the progress of Lu Ne’s farm work and the next steps.

Lu Er met the "Snail Girl" several times, and asked in private when he was surprised, but Yong, Lie or Teng shook their heads and couldn't explain clearly.

There are only a few orcs who are familiar with each other, can it be someone who is unfamiliar?

Lu Er didn't quite believe it.

Looking at the traces of the work in the field, the orcs who helped him are clearly aware of his state, did not repeat the farming, and did not damage the normal bean sprouts. Some clues even show that many of the mysterious orcs' labor habits are exactly the same for him.

It's almost like the student Lu Yan taught by himself.

But after Lu Er crossed over, the only person who really taught the planting was White Beard. The physical strength of White Beard could not work in the day and night. Lu Ling also deliberately asked White Beard, knowing that it was not him.

—Who would it be?

Lu Er also tried to stay in the middle of the night, but found nothing. The orc seemed to be very shrewd, as if he had placed a monitor next to him, he could figure out his law of action, and would not be caught at all.

"Monitor" yawned boredly and smiled coldly: What kind of cat is it, no cunning prey can escape its palm, this beast still wants to catch it?

The stay was unsuccessful, and Lu Er had to put his mind back on breeding, and worked hard to cultivate the grains and yield of corn.

Xiao Mi saw that Lu Er didn't pay much attention to this matter, and then she started slipping out in the middle of the night and turned back into a human form to vent her energy.

This time it was more cautious. It went hunting outside the tribe for half a night and didn't go to work in Lu's fields—it was almost done a few days ago.

He killed a dwarf pig that he loved to eat with his bare hands, and dragged the fat pig that was woken to death from the stable cave to the vicinity of the tribe. Suddenly, Jiao felt something wrong with his instinct. After thinking about it, he didn't take the prey with him. Back to the tent, but dragged to the vicinity of Lu Er's test field.

In this way, tomorrow the Asian beast can take this pig back to take care of it...

-The less delicious prey can be made especially delicious. What is the delicious dwarf pig?

Mi, who turned into a cat with light energy, dreamed about it, and she went back through the seam under the tent, carefully observed Lu Er, and found that Lu Er seemed to be still asleep, motionless, and she was relieved. Jump into bed, ready to get down to sleep.

As soon as he lay next to Lu Lin's head, Lu Lin suddenly opened his eyes, his brown eyes looked a little bright in the silent late night, and there was no trace of sleepiness in them.

Mi was taken aback, the hair on her body became fluffy subconsciously, and she heard Lu Er's slightly smiling words in her ears: "Mi, where did you go in the middle of the night?"

Lu Er really didn't intentionally stare at Mi's tip this time.

He always slept very well in the middle of the night, and Xiao Mi's going out never affected him, and it was only in the middle of the night that he was easily awakened.

In the past, Xiao Mi would occasionally wake Lu Er when he came back from outside, but Lu Er knew that the cat's work and rest were different from people in his previous life, and Xiao Mi was not a pet trained in a formal cattery, so he didn't care about it.

Last time when Mang explained that Xiao Mi had a fresh and strong smell of horns on her body, Lu Yan took his heart and wanted to find the corpse of the horns and bury it in the soil.

As a result, this very spiritual little kitten pretended to be stupid and refused to lead him, so Lu Er had to give him a "surprise."

"Where did you go to play just now, take dad to see?"

Lu Wei sat up, stretched his arms lightly, hugged the fluffy kitten in his arms, pinched its fur ears, with a smile in his voice, "Don't pretend to be stupid."

Xiao Mi and Lu Er looked at each other for a while, tasting the firmness of this sub-beast hiding behind his gentle eyes, bowed his head and "meowed" dejectedly, jumped out of Lu Er's arms and walked ahead first.

Lu Er put on animal skins and walked out.

It was already in the middle of the night, and the moonlight was bright, and the moonlight in the warm season seemed to be much softer. The wild flowers and trees in the daytime were peacefully asleep, with only the faint sound of insects all around.

Following Xiao Mi all the way to the test field, Lu Er was surprised to find that there was a tall black wild boar lying on a thick wood near the test field, his head was bleeding and there was no sound.

Lu Wei approached slowly and cautiously, confirming that the wild boar was completely dead, and then went up to check it, and found that the cause of death of this flat-faced pig seemed to be caused by a heavy object hitting its forehead.

The face is so flat, I don't know if it was born like this or was slapped flat.

Judging from the death of this wild boar on the rough wood, it looks like a head killed...

—The original version?

Lu Ling pressed his doubts in his heart and looked at Xiao Mi: "Is this your prey?"

Xiao Mi proudly raised her chest and let out a "Mi".

Lu Er couldn't help but conceive a picture of "a flexible kitten moving around and teasing a silly wild boar and finally letting the silly wild boar hit and die in a tree".

Seeing Lu Er seemed to be suspicious, there was a faint trace of happiness in Xiao Mi's blue eyes-fortunately, it was not instinctive. It came here to pretend the scene where the dwarf pig died of self-harm and did not directly throw it at the door of the house.

The dwarf pig was originally known for being irritable and powerful, even if this sub-beast asked other orcs the next day, there would be no other conclusions.

—And I deliberately put the blood of the dwarf pig to cover up my scent, even if it is a man, I can’t smell it, right?

Consciously foolproof, Xiao Mi leaned forward and grabbed the abdomen of the prey, urging Lu Yan to take the prey back.

Lu Yan couldn't hold such a big wild boar alone, so he could only put it here first, and ask other orcs for help tomorrow.

Everything seems reasonable, but...

Lu Wei squatted down, gently plucked a few bright white hairs from the dead branches sticking out from the side of the trunk that was still stained with blood, and gently raised his eyebrows.

He has been in the Redwood Tribe for so long, and he seems to have never seen an orc with a pure white hair, nor a pure white beast.

Overly conspicuous coat colors are harmful to hunting, and most beasts that cannot be used as protective colors are naturally eliminated, and this is the same for orcs.

If he had to say something... Lu Ling recalled it, it seemed that he was the only stranger with exhibitionism he encountered when he was looking for clay. The animal skin skirt and hair were both silver and white.

—Is that orc still nearby?

Lu Wei frowned, and then thought about it again, remembering that the green-eared orc horn seemed to be a white lion.

But the horn should be dead.

What's more, from the memory of the original body, the horns are cold and arrogant, and some are not angry or pretentious. The important thing is that they are extremely powerful. This kind of wild boar can easily bite off, without relying on the trunk to kill.

Lu Er thought for a while, still held these few white hairs in his hand, and looked back for Mang to smell the scene.

The sky did not fulfill the wishes, and the next day it started to patter and patter, and there was a light rain, which washed away most of the remaining odor.

Lu Er hurried to the nearest Yong's house and asked Yong to help drag the wild boar back.

Yong saw the wild boar and was taken aback: "This dwarf pig is powerful and fierce. How did you kill it with green ears?"

Lu Wei poked his cat on the head: "Mi did it."

Yong looked at Xiao Mi up and down, and was surprised, dragged the dwarf primitive pig back to Lu Ling's tent, and enthusiastically helped to dispose of the fur and internal organs.

Lu Er thanked him for wanting to give him a piece of pork, but Yong refused: "It's just a small matter, Lu Er, you have also helped us many times."

But before he left, Yong looked a little strange, he stopped talking, and finally said, "Green Ear, I think you still need to find an orc, otherwise many things are inconvenient."

After all, Ya Beast's physical strength is too bad.

Knowing that he was kind, Lu Yan moved out his usual rhetoric: "There is no orc as good as a horn."

At least in the Redwood tribe, even the leader Teng is inferior.

Yong glanced at him and left with a complicated expression.

Lu Yan didn't notice anything. Instead, Xiao Mi stared at Yong's back and couldn't help licking her paws. She gritted her teeth and thought: This Yong...doesn't he have any thoughts about his Asian beast? !

…

The rain lasted for a long time, and the Hongmu tribe group was happy for a long time.

The older orcs in the tribe said that there will always be a rain at the beginning of the warm season over the years, and the length of the rainy period symbolizes whether the warm season of the year is wet or dry.

The Hongmu Tribe is in a good location. The terrain is high and it is not afraid of waterlogging. Of course, it is thought that the longer the rainy period, the better.

Abundant rain means luxuriant vegetation in the wild, which means more prey and adequate food.

Lu Er was also very happy that all the soybeans in the tribe had already emerged, and a lot of irrigation was needed at this time. The raindrops were not large, and it was considered natural water conservancy, which saved a lot of effort.

Although the rain was not heavy, Lu Yan didn't want to get wet and catch a cold, so he didn't go out much, thinking about how to make an umbrella at home.

The rib structure of the folding umbrella is difficult to make. Lu Er intends to make only an umbrella that cannot be put away.

Bamboo plants have never been seen near the tribe, and Lu Yan tried it with ordinary wooden sticks.

A thicker wooden stick is used as the umbrella handle, and then a relatively thick and flexible branch is selected as the umbrella rib that supports the umbrella surface, and finally covered with waterproof animal skin.

Although the process is simple, Lu Yan also tried for two days to barely make a usable animal skin umbrella, and it was heavy and ugly, and it could only be said to be barely waterproof.

As soon as the umbrella was made, some orcs came to ask for help in the rain: "Green ears, green ears! My cub is sick, can you help me take a look?"

This orc Lu Er still knew him. When he was making animal leather shoes, Lu Er asked him to cut the animal skin with his sharp claws.

Although Lu Er was dubbed a "witch doctor" for healing Yong's fractures and Teng's coma, in fact, the beasts rarely came to see Lu Er for treatment.

On the one hand, the orcs in the tribe don’t have any common medical knowledge. Many of the physical discomforts are just normal. If they are not serious, they will resist it. Fortunately, the physical fitness of the orcs in this world is much stronger than that of the humans on earth. Heal by oneself;

On the other hand, Lu Er introduced various new things such as farming, animal skin shoes, pottery, etc., each of which amazed the beasts. In the long run, he even forgot that Lu Er was originally known for curing diseases.

Since he was carrying the name of the witch doctor, Lu Yan didn't refuse, picking up the animal skin umbrella and following the orc to his tent.

The orc was a little curious about the house that Lu Er was carrying on his shoulders, but the cub's body distracted most of his attention, and he hurriedly led Lu into the tent, and said anxiously: "Since last night, Ming's body is hot and he can't get up. Body, Green Ear, is there anything wrong with him?"

Lu Wei squatted down and carefully looked at the little orc lying on the animal skin.

The little orc was obviously very lively, and the weakness caused by the disease did not make him lose his look. He looked at Lu Ling round and round, and his face was a little blushed abnormally.

Lu Er tried it, and found that this little guy's forehead was extremely hot, and he obviously had a heavy fever.

"Ming... Was it raining yesterday?"

Mr. Mu, who was also screaming anxiously on the side, replied: "Yes, he ran out and played in the rain for a long time yesterday afternoon."

Lu Er glanced at this sub-beast and found that he was a member of the tribal pottery group, called "Binaural". Like other pottery group members, he was steady and careful.

Ming's illness should be catching a cold from the rain.

The fever in the primitive period can almost only be carried away by the body, and bad health is a dead end, so Ming's father and Mu's father will panic and quickly ask Lu Er to take a look.

Although Lu Er is not a professional doctor, he still knows how to treat minor illnesses by himself. Before, Lu Er promoted every household to plant some ginger, let both ears boil a pot of warm **** soup, feed Ming and drink it, and then wrap Ming with thick animal skins to make Ming sweat well.

The animal's body is good, and the fever disappears the next day.

Lu Er instructed both ears to drink **** soup for two more days. During this period, don't catch cold anymore and don't get caught in the rain.

"If you have to go out, find something to cover him from the rain, like this." Lu Yan pointed to his ugly big umbrella.

Orcs have long been accustomed to hunting in the rain. Adult orcs transform into animal forms, and their fur naturally has the function of sheltering from water. They have not been able to flexibly master the transformed little orcs.

The Asian beasts and the little orcs who can't transform can also catch colds when exposed to the rain. After Lu Ren made the umbrella, he also wanted to use it for the people in the tribe.

The orc had noticed early in the morning that Lu Ling was holding this behemoth to protect him from the rain, and he realized it in the blink of an eye, and cast his eager gaze at Lu Ling: "Green Ear, can you teach me to make one? I will trade your prey for you. ."

This orc named "Feng" is also a wolf like Lie, but his physical strength and endurance are much worse than Lie. The advantage is that his claws are sharp. When hunting, he attacks the prey's neck, lower abdomen and other vulnerable parts with good results.

Last time, Lu Er listened to Baibeard's introduction and asked him to help cut the animal skins.

With the help of Youfeng, Lu Wen redesigned the animal skin umbrella, removed the extra parts, cut the animal skin again, and made a new umbrella that was much lighter than the beginning.

Because Lu Yan himself didn't know the principle of folding umbrella ribs, the new umbrella still couldn't be put away, so he could only study it slowly in the future.

When we got together to make an umbrella, Feng saw Lu Er’s dwarf pig’s hind legs roasting on the fire. It was a little strange. He was surprised to learn that Lu Er’s kitten did it.