Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

Hearing Lu Lin's invitation, the expression on Horn's face went blank for a moment: "castration?"

"Yes." Lu Wei thought to himself that the horns, who kill their prey every day, shouldn't be afraid of this. By the way, they can also teach horns **** pigs.

Although the piglet does not have much technical content, there are still some precautions, as well as the post-processing and comforting of the piglets that need attention.

Picking up Xiaolu from the pigpen, Lu Ling pulled away Xiaolu's two hind feet, pulled a bit, and introduced, "Actually, the pig is not cutting off the entire lower body, but opening a hole to remove the inside. …"

Horn heard goose bumps and forced herself not to show a strange look: "What do I need to do?"

Lu Ling thought for a while: "You can hold Xiaolu for me, and I'll succumb."

The bone knife used to kill the pig has been sharpened in advance, Xiaolu happily twisted his fat body in the arms of the corner, the pig's nose arched around the corner, without knowing the fate that was about to fall on him.

If Xiaolu dared to wipe her nose on Horn's chest before, Horn would have to slap it; but today, Horn's eyes are full of strong sympathy, barely overwhelming his dislike for pig nose.

Seeing that Lu's blade was getting closer and closer to Xiaolu's lower abdomen, the horns holding the pig's hand trembled slightly, and he couldn't help asking: "Does it have to be castrated?"

-Whether it's a pig or a cat?

Lu Hui replied: "If you use Xiaolu as a breeding pig, you don't need to castrate. But we only have this pig now, and there is no sow to give it. I also try to see if there is any problem with artificial domestication."

Horn suddenly brightened his eyes, and quickly took the pig in his arms and took a step back: "If you have a sow, you don't need to castrate?"

Lu Yan blinked, a little strange: "What's the matter?"

Horn held the pig in his arms and tried to squeeze his face to make himself look serious: "I thought, you said before that you raised it to try to domesticate the dwarf pigs. Isn't that only one is a bit too few... I'll go again How many will I catch for you?"

It would be better if there were more piglets. After receiving Xiaolu, Lu Yan also wanted to raise two piglets too much. It's just that the dwarf raw pigs are more ferocious, and they are extremely protective of the young. It is not easy to avoid big pigs and catch healthy young piglets.

When inquiring about Yong, Yong said frankly that he had picked up a leak, and that there was no big pig in the wild boar den, and there was only one little piglet who had eaten up the surrounding turf and was dizzy with hunger.

Teng did have this ability, but Teng had a lot of things, and Lu Er was not sure that he would be able to domesticate successfully, so he didn't bother Teng.

Now that Jiao took the initiative to invite Ying, it made Lu Yan very pleasantly surprised.

It's rare to see Lu Er showing a polite and alienated look to himself, Jiao has more motivation in his heart, put Xiao Lu back into the pigsty, and promised Lu Er: "I will go out to catch today."

Although Jiao didn't like this "brother" who was inexplicably inserted between them in the past, he had a sorrowful empathy for Xiao Lu in terms of castration.

Now that Xiaolu's egg was protected, the corner felt that he could let go of his legs.

-This stupid pig doesn't need to be castrated as long as there is a gilt. If he has a sub-beast, doesn't it need to be castrated?

This unknowing "Dangdan War" finally grabbed four new piglets by horns and declared victory.

The new four little pigs, two males and two females. After Lu Ren passed the two male piglets, he put a handful of plant ash on the wound to help stop the bleeding, and then put the five little pigs together to raise them.

The appetite of the five pigs is not small. If Lu Er was raised by himself, he might not be able to take care of it. Fortunately, the corner was back.

With the feed ratio set by Lu Er, Jiao had to pick seven or eight cans of water and hay to feed the five pigs every day, and was also responsible for cleaning the stools in the pig house.

It’s okay to feed water and grass. When sweeping the pigsty, the horns began to regret why I had to talk more on the spur of the moment and brought so many pigs back...

—That silly brother was castrated, what's up with him!

But seeing the smile on Lu Er's face when he weighed the five pigs carefully every day, Jiao felt much more comfortable.

—Forget it, who made him care for his Asian beast?

For Lu Er, the process of exploring the real domestication is more important than the result of the actual domestication. In his mind, he directly assigned the ownership of the other four pigs to the corner, and he was just helping to make a feeding plan.

Lu Lin asked Jiao if he wanted to name the other pigs, Jiao thought about it, but refused.

He can only tolerate the existence of a "brother", and doesn't want to have so many more.

The five pigs were growing well. The two young boars who had been succumbed to their wounds did not eat much in the first two days. Lu Ling specially gave them a few sweet berries as a comfort.

However, after a few days of recovery, the two piglets who lost their eggs ate more than the other three.

They are too young to know what they have lost. They only know that the hay in the pig trough is so delicious that they can never finish eating, and occasionally there are sweet fruits to chew... This kind of day is so happy!

Other people in the tribe were very puzzled by Lu Er's aggressive behavior of raising five pigs: Even if Lu Er likes to eat pork from dwarf pigs, can he just let the horns go out and grab them? Why do you have to work so hard to feed yourself?

For the orcs who can become animal-type hunting, the efficiency of domestic animal domestication may indeed be lower than hunting. Lu Er has no intention to explain it now, all of which are prevaricated by personal hobbies.

It was a horn, and was admired by many Asian beasts in the tribe.

When Lu Er went to the small vegetable garden where Baixu was to instruct Baixu to put up a cucumber stand, Baixu sighed: "Don't look at the corner, which looks a little arrogant. I didn't expect it would be nice to you."

Lu Lin put down the branches and was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

"The little pigs in your house weren't caught by the horns for you to play with?" Baixu crossed the two branches and inserted them into the mud according to Lu Er's instructions, and said with a smile, "I think Yong said before. Huawei didn't care so much either."

Where is this...

Lu Ye was a little helpless, and didn't know how to explain it, so he nodded vaguely: "Yes, yeah."

Speaking of the younger generation in the tribe, Baibeard seemed to be energized and wiped his hands with a smile: "When the horns were still alone, we went our own way and were strong and domineering. We privately guessed what kind of sub-beast the horns would choose. I didn't expect the leader to bring the two of you together."

Lu Er felt a little puzzled as he listened to it—doing his own way, being strong and domineering? Is this the same person he knew?

Except for the roar when he was abducted by the Xiaoshi tribe, Lu Wei felt that Jiao was like a serious older child at all, with no momentum at all.

"Before we all felt that the horns were a loss." Bai Xu smiled and shook his head, and stood up, "Looking at it now, I always feel that the horns have been earned."

Lu Wei smiled silently, looking at the thriving small vegetable garden behind the white beard tent: "He is still at a loss."

After all, he didn't intend to really be a horned beast.

Lu Ye didn't intend to continue this topic. He was afraid that his "affectionate" personal setting would go deeper for a while, and changed the topic: "White Beard, Yong's father has been away for many years, why don't you stop looking for an orc?"

There is no concept of widowhood in this era, and the Mahogany Tribe does not mind that the Asian beasts carry their cubs. Seeing that the white beard is hardworking and gentle, it is impossible to find the orcs.

Whitebeard's expression was stunned, and the smile on his face slowly settled. After a while, he unconsciously supported the cucumber rack that had just been set up, and a helpless smile appeared on his face: "He just started to leave. For a period of time, I was actually not able to accept him, I always felt that he would come back. Later, I accepted it slowly, and my mind of looking for an orc became weaker—Yong was not young at the time, and I didn’t need to go out hunting with Lie. I have to find an orc."

Although Baixu didn't say it clearly, Lu Yan could still see that Baixu missed the orc named "Gang" and patted him on the shoulder with relief.

In fact, depending on age, white beard is now in his thirties. Even in the modern age, he is still in the prime of life; it’s just that in this primitive age, the average life span is not long. Even though the viability of the orcs is strong, they have basically entered the market. It's the second half of life.

The two were talking, and suddenly a red round pompon rolled over, and when he approached Lu Er, he braked suddenly and turned into a red-haired boy, his eyes laxed: "Brother."

"Mang? What's the matter."

"this is for you."

What Mang held in his hand was a shining hard stone, reflecting the blue light in the sunlight.

Lu Er especially liked the younger brother Mang, he reached out his hand to take it, and rubbed his soft red hair kindly: "Thank you, Mang."

He looked at the blue yingying stone, tapped it lightly, and it felt very hard, with a vaguely metallic texture.

A stone of this color Luren has never seen it near the tribe, and it doesn't look like an ordinary stone.

Is it metal ore?

Lu Lin was a little surprised. The durability and hardness of metal utensils far surpass that of bone tools and stone tools. If you can find metal mines, try to explore and smelt copper and iron, it will be a great thing for the development of tribes and agriculture!

"Mang, where did you find this?"

"When Li and I were playing outside, Li said that we saw a particularly beautiful stone, and we brought it together." Mang touched the back of his head, tilted his head and recalled, "It seems to be in a cave in the south. "

Lu Er is not very familiar with the development of the smelting industry, but as long as he can find ore, he will find a way slowly by exploring.

When Mang found such an important thing, Lu Yan lowered his head and gently rubbed Mang's soft hair, and thanked him again: "Thank you, this is a good thing!"

Mang smiled embarrassedly, and changed back to the state of a bear again-Mang was delicate in his mind. Recently, he noticed that his brother seemed to like to become a beast, so he changed back to a fat bear after saying what was necessary, and let his brother lull him up.

As expected, Lu Lin knelt down contentedly and gave a big hug to the soft chubby bear.

"Green ears, I also want to hug!"

Li sprang out from behind Mang and yelled, "I found this beautiful stone together with Mang!"

Lu Er was a little helpless: "Come on, hug you too."

Li happily turned back into a little fox, and his big furry tail kept rubbing against Lu Wei's chest.

Holding the bear on the left and the fox on the right, the plush control Lu Er's heart was greatly satisfied, and the smile continued to flow from the corners of his eyebrows and lips to the ground.

The horn nose that happened not far away was irritated.

Seeing Lu Er combing the fat bear's back and rubbing the fox's tail, his eyes were a little red with jealousy.

-These were clearly his treatment before!

-He left the tribe in just a few days, the position in the arms of this sub-beast does not belong to him? !

Just forget it, at least he's a younger brother, there won't be any threat; why does that stinky fox stick to his sub-beast every day? !

Also, use the tail to wrap the neck of that Asian beast!

He has never been so intimate!

Covered with a layer of frost on the corners, he slowly walked over, his voice was low as if mixed with sand: "Green ears."

Lu Yan came to his senses from his fluffy control. He raised his head and found that it was a horn. Looking at the horn, he looked serious and thought there was something important. He put down the two furry and stood up: "What's the matter?"

Lu Yan put down the fox, Horn's mood improved slightly; Lu Yan's speech was still rusty and polite, which made Horn's mood a little bit depressed.

But he couldn't express his feelings. He could only find a reason with his breath: "The prey you wanted was brought back to you."

Yesterday Lu Ling suddenly said that he wanted to ask him to help catch a dwarf pig, and he also specially emphasized the need to be fat. Today, Jiao walked around outside the tribe, and deliberately picked one of the fattest dwarf pigs and dragged it back, deliberately In the past, the expression of Leng and arrogance, I wanted to see Lu Er's surprise and admiration, but he didn't expect that it would be the scene of Lu Er's "derailment" when he came over.

Lu Yan didn't understand what Jiao was thinking, he looked a little serious, thinking that catching the fat pig wasn't going well, so he thanked him earnestly: "It's been too hard for you, Jiao."

Such a solemn thank you, not only didn't let Kok's face ease, it looked even more stinky.

Lu Er followed Jiao back, leaving only the white beard and Li face looking at each other: Why does it seem that Jiao is not satisfied with Lu Er?

I can't see clearly, sitting on the ground biting his paws with some doubts, and still a little puzzled: Today, my brother left after only touching it for a short time?

…

Lu Er asked Jiao to help catch the fatter dwarf pig because he wanted to boil lard.

The fat content of wild dwarf pigs is far less than that of modern domestic animals, but it is already the fattest meat Lu Ren has ever seen since he came to this world.

Throw the fat and suet from the pork into a clay pot, add a bowl of hot water and slowly boil it over a low fire until the water dries up and all the fat in the fat is boiled out, forming a bowl of lard.

Jiao looked at it, sniffed it, and saw that it was the oily aroma of Lu Lin's past when he used fatty meat to fry tofu, and his eyes couldn't help but shine a little.

Before Lu Yan wanted to make stir-frying, he used the fat to stir out the oil directly. This is the first time he tried to boil the lard seriously, and he was a little worried that it would be too burnt, but in the end, the finished product tasted not bad, so don't worry.

After the oil was boiled out, the oil residue was very fragrant, and Lu Lin divided a few horns to help hunting.

A horn was stuffed in his mouth, and he gently bit down, and the unspeakable crisp fragrance broke out in his mouth completely, which tasted better than any barbecue he had eaten before.

After eating a few pieces, Jiao fixedly stared at the remaining oily residue in Lu Er's hand, trying to suppress his urge to ask for some more.

—No, I’m not a kitten now, I can’t eat, I can’t eat...

When he was nervous, he habitually tightened the corners of his face, his face solemnly as if discussing tribal events, which surprised Lu Yan: "Isn't it delicious?"

Horn suppressed his saliva: "No."

"It doesn't taste good, it's okay. If you eat too much oil residue, it's not healthy." Lu Er comforted him, "I will give these oil residue a taste to the little beasts in the tribe."

Children should love this kind of food.

Jiao was aggrieved, watching Lu Er take out the fragrant scum, and couldn't help but remember the furry who had come to Lu Er's side.

When Lu Lu was passing by the pigpen, Xiaolu saw his eyes lit up, and he leaned over to the pigpen and made two "lulu" noises.

After Xiao Mi's disappearance, Lu Ren empathized with Xiao Lu a little bit; he did not castrate Xiao Lu last time, which means that Xiao Lu's role as food has been reduced a lot, and Xiao Lu no longer completely regarded Xiao Lu as pork belly.

Looking at Xiao Lu's dark eyes, Lu Wei felt soft: "Xiao Lu, do you eat greasy dregs?"

The pig is an omnivorous animal, Xiaolu has no resistance to the same kind of grease thrown into his mouth, so he eats very fragrantly with his mouth.

Lu Er looked at Xiao Lu's appearance, as if he had seen the very greedy little kitten before, a little sad, and grabbed a few more and prepared to throw it at Xiao Lu: "This is for your brother. I will give it to you. Right..."

"and many more!"

Jiao followed Lu Er and came out to see Lu Er feeding the fragrant oil residue to the pig. He was already reluctant; when Lu Er was about to catch the second oil residue and feed Xiao Lu, he couldn't help it.

—This one is for him! Can't afford that stupid pig!

Lu Er looked at him with some doubts.

Jiao met Lu Er's gaze and felt a little nervous, and he couldn't say that he was Xiao Mi. After holding back for a while, he said, "Mi's...give me."

"what?"

"I will eat for it."

Lu Ye looked at him up and down in surprise, his expression was a little weird, and he didn't say much in the end, and handed the oil residue in his hand to Horn.

Subconsciously, Jiao directly lowered his head and bit the oil residue in the palm of Lu Er's palm.

When he was still a mistress, he used to eat on the palms of Lu Er's palms and formed a habit. This time he saw Lu Er's familiar movements so he put his mouth on his mouth directly, until he straightened up to meet Shang Lu Er's more surprised eyes come.

-bad?

Horn's expression became tighter, and he carefully looked at Lu Er's expression, the oily residue in his mouth was not fragrant.

The handsome orc, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, leaned over in his hand for food, and the softness of his warm lips touching his palm made Lu Yan feel a little strange.

Lu Yan retracted his hand. Just now, the behavior of Jiao looking for food from his hand with his head down very naturally made him feel a sense of tacit understanding, and he was very familiar.

But he only got along with the horns for just a few days...

Is it because I have been raising a mistress for too long, and I have a sense of felines? Even feline orcs feel close?

Unable to figure it out, Lu Yan put his right hand behind his back without a trace: "I'm leaving now."

…

Lu Er's purpose of boiling lard is actually not for cooking, there are two other purposes.

One aspect is to make simple oil lamps.

At night, when there was moonlight and starlight outside, fortunately, the tent was completely dark, and only the sparks of the campfire brought a little light.

Although Lu Er was very clear about the location of things in the house, there were some delicate things that he couldn't do without light, and he didn't want to go to sleep right after dark.

Find a small bowl and simply pour a little oil, pull some animal hair into a string and soak in the oil, use a small wooden stick to ignite, and a simple oil lamp is ready.

Although the brightness of the oil lamp is not too high, for safety reasons, Lu Yan only adds a little oil every time and uses it soon, but finally there is a serious tool that can illuminate at night. You don’t need to use a burning stick as a light source, and you have to worry about it. Doesn't light anything.

On the other hand, he wants to try making soybean paste or even soy sauce.

Both sauce and soy sauce require oil. The output of soybeans is not enough to squeeze the oil. It is more convenient to boil the oil directly from the meat of the prey.

Lu Er had never brewed soy sauce and vinegar himself before, and he only learned about ancient soy sauce and vinegar brewing records when he was reading agricultural-related books.

There are plenty of prey in the warm season now, enough prey, food and energy for him to make many attempts.

This time the orcs were collectively poisoned and couldn't move. When the Asian beasts chatted with each other, they mentioned that "it seems like the cold season is now that only Tenghe horns can catch prey", which reminded Lu Ning to wake up.

The cold season of this era, that is, winter, is different from the cozy romance of modern society, which is full of heating and air-conditioning electric blankets. Food and keeping warm are both very difficult.

For Lu Er, he has confidence in the food, but he has no confidence in the taste of the food.

The crude storage of meat and crude food processing tools in this era make it hard for Lu Er to imagine how painful it would be when there is no fresh meat to eat.

So he planned to make some condiments. Not only can they be used for seasoning in the cold season, but they can also be cooked before the cold season. It is better than just salting and drying in the tribe.

The brewing of millet vinegar is simple. Stir-fry millet and then pour it into a jar with hot water. After the water is sealed, wait for it to ferment slowly. After thinking about it, Lu Lin prepared two jars, one of them Altar also secretly added spiritual water.

The process of making soybean paste is similar, except that Lu Ling is not confident about whether the soybean paste can be successfully brewed, so instead of using fresh soybean paste, he chooses to use the bean dregs after making tofu.

During the experiment, Lu Er occupied most of the pottery at home, and some of the brewing process would give off a strange taste.

Lu Er was still a little worried that Jiao could not accept it. He wanted Jiao to raise objections. He could just take the opportunity to ask to live separately, and also save to live together and always pay attention to hiding his spiritual water ring.

Unexpectedly, Jiao frowned when he smelled the peculiar smell, did not say anything, and would take the initiative to help Lu Er move the jar, which made Lu Er slightly disappointed.

But according to conscience, Jiao is indeed a good roommate.

Life and routine are surprisingly close to him. He almost always falls asleep and wakes up and eats at the same time. Personal hygiene is not as careless as other orcs. Like Lu Er, he washes his hands and face before dinner and before going to bed; even at home. The arrangement rules of his items are similar to his.

When Lu Yan was in modern society, he had never encountered a roommate who was so close to his living habits, and there might even be an illusion that the corner was completely in line with his habits.

However, under secret observation, Jiao’s living habits are very smooth, and there is no trace of deliberately doing it. It is not so much to cater to himself, it is more like a natural tacit understanding after getting along with himself for a long time.

Are there really two people in the world who have completely harmonious living habits?

Lu Er was puzzled, even a little bit reluctant to be such a high-quality roommate who made him extra comfortable.

-If only Jiao could abandon that sense of responsibility as soon as possible and quickly transform into socialist brotherhood.