Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

"It's freezing cold, I'll ask them to make you a bed again."

Lu Ling introduced the wooden bed to the other Asian beasts in the tribe. When Lu Er first bought this bed, it was in the warm season. At that time, it didn’t make any difference between sleeping on the ground or sleeping in the bed. In the cold season, this kind of furniture that isolates the ground from the cold immediately played a different value, Feng and the pair of beavers. My brothers are almost becoming professional carpenters.

As soon as Lu Er's words fell, Jiao's expression instantly lowered, and the blood that had poured into his heart also cooled.

After calming down, the horn squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "No."

Looking at the corner, Lu Ling didn't seem to be happy about sleeping in bed. He thought about it and changed his suggestion: "Then we will spread more animal skins on the ground so that you won't be frozen wherever you sleep; and I'll make it for you. A blanket."

There are many hides in the house anyway.

It was said that it was too much, but Lu Yan just covered the innermost part of the tent, between the wooden bed and the corner of the nest, with animal skins. Stepping on it, the soft fur gently scratched the soles of the feet, and the touches were soft, more comfortable than the carpets laid by Lu Yan in modern society.

After all, this is pure natural fur.

Make the stitches of knitting a little denser and knit a whole blanket. The corners at night are comfortable whether they are placed under or covered on the body.

Jiao provided himself with high-quality wool for knitting sweaters, and Lu Yan also wanted to give him something back.

Jiao watched as the excuse he had originally planned to use to go to bed in the cold season was completely shattered, and his eyebrows were slightly depressed; but watching this Asian beast busy with his sleep, the white sweater next to his body outlines him smoothly. Curves, and I feel very happy, and I feel sweet when I drink my mouth water.

Such a good Asian beast can only be seen by him!

With such thoughts in mind, before Lu Wei went out the next day, Horn put an animal skin shawl on Lu Wei, with a serious expression: "Be careful and cold."

—How can his Asian beast in a sweater be seen by others?

Lu Er was a little surprised, but smiled and refused: "It's a bit too hot to wear two pieces now."

Jiao was still a little unwilling. He just wanted to find another reason, and listened to Lu Er's next sentence, "I tried to wear it at Duo Yu. At that time, the neckline was a bit wrong. Let them have a look today."

-Has it been shown to others?

Jiao Ru suffered from Lei Shan, watching such a good-looking Lu Er open the tent and go out. He immediately came to his senses and followed with a straight face.

The tight-fitting high-collar white sweater made Lu Wei look very beautiful. The long calf under the animal skin skirt was stepping on the animal leather shoes, and there was a tall and handsome orc beside him, which was particularly seductive.

The horns have always been the focus of the redwood tribe's eyes, like the most dazzling stars, everyone will unconsciously cast their eyes on the horns;

But now that Lu Wei and Horn appeared together, the orcs in the Redwood tribe realized that even if their height was much shorter than the Horn, even if the aura was not as aggressive and arrogant as the Horn, Lu Yan was not inferior to the Horn, and they complemented each other.

The beasts passing by looked a little straight at Lu Er, and even some Asian beasts looked a little red at Lu Er.

Standing aside, Jiao had a gloomy face, and an invisible aura exuded, stimulating the orcs to wake up from Lu Er's beauty, and quickly stepped back and slipped away.

They don't want to be beaten by horns anymore.

The Asian beasts had no such worries, they swarmed up, asking where the sweaters on Lu Er came from.

Knowing that this is the sweater that Lu Lin had made at Duoyu this time, these Asian beasts who didn't go to Duoyu to join in the fun looked at each other, and they made up their minds, and went to Duoyu to learn from each other after finishing today's work. Knitting!

An Asian beast carefully touched Lu Er's sleeve and asked in surprise: "This... sweater! The sweater feels so good! What animal hair is used?"

Horn waited for this opportunity for a long time, and immediately replied with a casual tone, "I replaced the hair."

"The horned hair?"

The Asian beasts looked at Lu Erhe and Jiao. They looked at Lu Erhe's body and the hair of the horns were the same silvery white color. There were envious gazes in their eyes. There were also a few older Asian beasts with kindness on their faces. Smile.

Under the shower of this kind of gaze, the horn felt as if his whole body was soaked in honey water as sweet, and his gaze seemed to slip past Lu Li inadvertently.

If it hadn't been for this Asian beast hadn't agreed yet, he couldn't wait to hold him around now!

Contrary to Jiao, Lu Yan felt slightly embarrassed under this gaze, and he also had a strange feeling: He didn't think about how to downplay his relationship with Jiao before, so that he would not be so divorced with Jiao in the future. Obtrusive?

Why are the aunts who are watching the crowd laugh now?

Lu Er faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

If you can't think of it, just remember it first, and then watch it slowly. Without forgetting the purpose of going out today, Lu Er explained the main points of knitting with the Asian beasts, and went to Duo Yu's tent.

Not far away, Yong looked after Lu Ling's back, and reluctantly retracted it before turning his head to look at Lie. Just when he wanted to say something, he was startled by Lie's gloomy expression: "Lie?"

Lie tightened his lips and reminded him after a long while: "The green ears already have horns."

Yong didn't know why he was a little guilty, and subconsciously made excuses: "I think that sweater is pretty good-looking, as expected."

After a pause, Yong seemed to be a little puzzled again: "But it's a bit strange. Horn doesn't hunt with us anymore. He comes and goes alone every day."

Lie's expression was a little gloomy, and a faintly unintelligible expression flashed in his lead gray eyes: "Like sweaters?"

Yong touched the back of his head, tilted his head for a moment, and his eyes glowed a little: "I also want my favorite Asian beast to wear a sweater made of my wool."

Lie's eyes were heavy, turned his head, and his voice lightened, "Me too."

"It's a pity that the hair I changed last time gave Green Ear." Yong sighed with regret, "I can only wait until the next warm season when I change my hair."

Lie turned around to look at him again, not knowing what he thought of, and suddenly chuckled, as if he felt better again.

…

Preparations for the cold season are not just prey, but also wood for heating and roasting meat.

At this time in previous years, the orcs and the Asian beasts would go out and drag the firewood back; now there are millet and straw, and there are large stacks of straw bales outside the tents of each household. These are convenient fuels. The tribe collects firewood. Suddenly, the pressure was much less.

But Lu Er had to worry about another thing.

The five pigs he raises also need to keep warm.

Lu Wei learned from Horn’s mouth that in the cold season, the dwarf pigs will spread thick hay in their nests, and the boars are responsible for going out to find food. The sows will hardly leave the piglets and use their own body temperature. Warm them; the dwarf pigs who have lost one have to leave the cubs in the nest and leave the piglets together to keep warm.

The big wild boar's ability to withstand cold is pretty good, but the little piglet is not good enough.

The five pigs in Lu Er's family haven't grown up yet, so they just leave them out, and they can harvest five large pieces of fresh frozen meat as soon as they enter the cold season.

After thinking about it, Lu Wei decided to refer to the large shed of the modern breeding industry and set up a small tent outside his pigsty.

Wasted a lot of animal skins to set up a tent for the pigs. Lu Yan was also worried that the owner of the animal skins might disagree. He prepared a reason and exchanged terms in his heart. Unexpectedly, the horns were reserved and agreed without half a minute. .

Lu Er happily expressed his gratitude to the horn, and said with a smile on the animal skin he gave him, "I think if you are not willing, I will use something else for you."

Looking at Lu Lin's surprise look, he was so sad that he felt that a few pieces of animal skins for his Asian beast smile was a great deal-isn't it just to set up a tent for that stupid "brother"? Seeing that it is getting fatter, he can afford this animal skin.

Hearing Lu Er's words, Jiao suddenly regretted: If he hesitates, can he take the opportunity to exchange terms and take advantage of it?

The horns who feel that they are crying can only comfort themselves: it doesn't matter, they spend most of the cold season in the tent and do not go out. The two of them have been in the world for so long, and are afraid that they can't get on the bed smoothly?

…

Originally, when the pigsty was built, the railings and the ceiling shelves were already installed. This time, the workload of converting into a tent is not large, as long as the animal skins are connected and spread around.

The tent of the horn was set up by himself. This time he refitted the pigpen. The horn didn’t want to get tired of his sub-beast, so he swept it down by himself, secretly expecting his sub-beast to be able to see his sub-beast for his initiative, and give it more. Some intimacy benefits.

As he closed the gap between the animal skins in the pigpen, Xiao Lu leaned in affectionately.

It has a small brain capacity, but the smell of this big guy has been there since it came to this pigpen; at that time, this big guy was about the same size as its head, it was a small furry animal all over its body, and its tail was still Will move around, so cute.

Now I am naked and hairless, which is not good.

But even if there is no hair, Xiao Lu still likes this big guy who always brings food and water, and affectionately comes over and arches the horns of the horns with a pig nose to express her love.

Jiao glared at it, his hands kept moving, moving his legs to push Xiao Lu upside down.

Xiao Lu gained a lot of weight from eating at Lu Er's place. After turning over, he struggled for a long time before getting up, and he leaned forward without being discouraged.

The kitten has never been angry when he slapped it on a meat pad before. They all felt that the horns were playing with it, and became more interested, making a happily purring sound in their mouth.

Jiao was helpless: "Can't you be as quiet as them?"

Xiaolu rubbed his nose on Jiao's calf again, blinked the **** bean eyes, and looked at Jiao in confusion.

Its two new brothers have been killed, and the two little boars who have lost the primitive desires of mankind are pure-hearted and uninterested. They are fatter, eat fatter than Xiaolu, and sleep peacefully on the ground when they are full. The little sow has a more stable temper, and she has a little fear of the lion's breath that naturally emanates from her horn, and never dared to be presumptuous in front of her horn.

Only when Xiaolu and Jiao "know at the end of Wei Mo", and a little inconsistent, did they unscrupulously wipe his nose on his legs.

Horn finished the last tool, squatted down and poked Xiaolu's forehead boredly, and looked at this carefree piglet, with a sour tone: "You are pretty good. You have two little mothers before you grow up. The pig is waiting for you."

His sub-beast hasn't accepted him yet! Why is this stupid pig so happy!

Twitching Xiaolu's ears, the horns were a little surprised: "When will he like me?"

"Who do you like?"

At this time, the door curtain of the pigpen tent was lifted, and Lu Wen walked in with a big guy in his arms, and after hearing a few words, he asked curiously.

Horn coughed: "It's nothing."

He stood up and reached out to take the big red guy that Lu Er was hugging. He felt a little heavier when he started his hand. He looked down at what looked like a big pottery, and he couldn't help but wonder: "What is this?"

"Heating stove, heat them for Xiaolu behind." Lu Yan took out a small white square from his sweater pocket and wiped off his sweat. He was stunned when he saw the horns staring at his hand, and then he remembered and explained. After a while, "This is a handkerchief I made with the leftover scraps of the sweater... If you mind, I won't use it."

Lu Er simply thought that the remaining wool should not be wasted, so he simply re-kneaded it, letting Duo Yu help to knit a small handkerchief.

After coming into this world, the only things that can be used to wipe the face are animal skins, which are heavy and can't be wiped clean.

The hair quality of the horns is very good, and Lu Yan didn't think much about it. After woven into a handkerchief, he put it in his pocket and took it out at any time.

But forgot that maybe the orc still has extra obsession with his own hair, and may not want him to use it as a handkerchief.

Horn shook his head: "It's okay, you can use it."

Just now, seeing the hair that originally belonged to Lu Ling slipped on his forehead, behind his ears, and chin made him feel a little moved, even a little jealous of the hairs that were woven into handkerchiefs.

—He has never touched the ears of this Asian beast!

—Forget it, after all, it’s his Maomao, it's almost like himself...

Jiao tried his best to comfort herself, put the stove in the center of the pigpen, let Xiaolu come to sniff curiously, and frowned slightly: "I will move this next time."

Lu Yan didn't care, and he casually agreed: "Well, we will also put the heating stove in our own tent, and we will find you to move it when the time comes."

The stove is a new thing Lu Lin prepared for the winter.

From memory, the heat source for the orcs to spend the winter is the bonfire in the tent. Any fuel is thrown into it. Not only will the top of the tent be blackened, but it will also cause a fire.

With reference to the experience of modern society, Lu Er deliberately fired a simple heater in the pottery kiln. It is not very big and it is easier to keep the fire than a bonfire. You can sit on it with a small kettle to boil water.

For the big tents like theirs, only two tents can ensure basic warmth; one smaller tent is enough.

Lu Ling had already asked the pottery team in the tribe to work overtime to make the pottery, making sure that each orc's home could be allocated enough heaters.

Of course, these stoves are not in vain. The orcs who want stoves not only provide food, but also work in the tribe.

In winter, wild beasts who can't find food and are starving and frantically rush into the tribe. Although most beasts are looking for death, the old, weak, sick and disabled are still in great danger when they encounter beasts.

The Mahogany Tribe used to have simple fences, but they were all arranged randomly in the early years, and they had almost no protective effect-otherwise the Little Stone Tribe would not have entered so easily last time.

Lu Er's plan is to repair the fence, not to mention how solid it is, at least it can play a blocking and warning role.

Repairing the fence was originally a work of exchanging heaters. As a result, most of the orcs and sub-beasts in the tribe took time to help. The most idlers in the tribe used to work hard, even if they switched to the heater, it surprised Lu Ning. Apart from that, I am also much satisfied.

—The collective concept of the Hongmu tribe is now much stronger than at the beginning.

…

"Brother, father calls you."

Lu Yan opened the tent, and saw the red-haired Mang waiting at the door, and gave him a sweet and sour fruit, "What's the matter?"

The candied fruits were his last harvest before the final closed test field. After all the berries were picked in one go, they were steamed in a pot and dried in the sun to make a simple dessert.

Although there was no sugar for flavoring, Lu Wei soaked the honey water when drying the preserved fruit, and the taste was not bad—the honey was delivered with a mouthful of saliva.

Mang was addicted to sweetness and happily accepted the fruit, with a shy smile on his face: "There are guests from other tribes."

Other tribes? Is it the Little Stone Tribe?

Lu Er was slightly puzzled, and the horn got out of the tent, his face serious: "I will go too."

When he arrived at Teng's tent, Lu Ling saw the guest from another tribe. He was a strong young man, but he looked good, with brown patterns on his body, which seemed different from the Xiaoshi tribe.

The man introduced himself, saying that he was from the Jufang tribe, his name was "Shi", and the prototype seemed to be a rhino.

Compared with the Xiaoshi tribe, the Jufang tribe is a little farther away from the Hongmu tribe, and there is a more dangerous hunting ground between them. Therefore, when the Zhonghe Lie exchanges the salt, it went to the closer Xiaoshi tribe.

The tribal structure of the Juya tribe is similar to that of the Hongmu tribe, and the leader is very honest, and the relationship between the two tribes has always been good.

Seeing Lu Er, he was surprised by Lu Er wearing a high-collar white sweater, and he acted very enthusiastically: "You are the witch doctor of the Redwood Tribe? You look really good!"

Ever since he put on his sweater and received countless gazes like this, he has long been accustomed to numbness, with the same expression on his face; the complexion in the side corner is not very good, his eyes sweeping towards the indifferent orc with a hint of coldness and arrogance.

The cold eyes that really touched the corner were startled. He knew the horns of the Redwood tribe, knew that he could not beat him, somewhat angrily lowered his enthusiasm a lot, kept a little distance, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

-Alas, such an excellent Asian beast, there are already orcs around... The leader also said that he is the best single orc in the Tusk tribe, and expecting himself to hook up the witch doctors of the Redwood tribe seems to be useless.

Going on a crooked road is not enough. I have to seriously put forward the purpose of my visit: "After our tribe exchanged salt for your soybeans, I like it very much. I heard that you are all grown from the ground. I want to ask about it. , How did you grow it?"

They also tried to bury the soybeans in the soil, but the best thing is to sprout and grow a seedling, which soon died.

Only then did they understand why the Mahogany Tribe was so generous to exchange soybeans for them, and they didn't worry about planting them by themselves. Dare to love is a unique secret.

After the leader of the Tusk tribe personally inspected the soybeans, he quickly realized how valuable this long-term preserved food contained, and failed to grow it himself, so he immediately sent the orcs from the tribe to contact the Redwood tribe.

After the leader confirmed that the witch doctor of the Redwood tribe was a sub-beast, he also deliberately selected the strongest and most handsome single orc in the tribe to see if he could directly abduct the witch doctor of the Redwood tribe to them.

After all, I heard that the orc of the witch doctor is dead!

I was really confident at first, but I didn't know until the Redwood Tribe that the original witch doctor's orc came back alive?

When I saw the horns, my swelled confidence was suddenly leaked. Seeing the appearance and aura of this orc, it really deserves to be a lion that can directly bite and kill a bull;

In contrast, he is almost like a bun...How could Ya Beast choose himself!

Lu Er didn't care about factual thoughts, but thought about factual questions.

At the beginning of planting, Lu Lin had not considered other tribes, and only wanted to improve the condition of the Hongmu tribe. After this year’s efforts, the Hongmu tribe has reclaimed a lot of arable land, and its reputation has also spread. There are other tribes. It is not surprising that people want to cultivate food.

Isn't the little stone tribe just for these?

Lu Er glanced at Teng, Teng understood what he meant, and said openly: "The planting is researched by you alone, and you can decide."

There is no doubt about the angle.

Lu Ling didn’t give away planting methods to the people of the Redwood tribe, and even had no plans for other tribes. He frowned slightly: "Let us consider this matter—but I want to remind you that the cold season is coming soon, now. Planting is too late."

Really nodded: "We had already expected this."

After exchanging salt with Teng, the Juya tribe tried to plant the beans after tasting the deliciousness of the beans themselves, wasting a lot of time.

It's now the end of the warm season, and they didn't expect to be able to plant it, they just wanted to prepare in advance.

Lu Er mainly wanted to inquire about the value and crisis of trading with other tribes. In addition, planting food, which can change the development process of the orcs, had to carefully balance the development level of other tribes and the progress of the Redwood tribe.

Even in a primitive society, the accumulation of wealth will cause jealousy, but in an era without legal and moral constraints, the birth of evil will be easy.

Lu Yan didn't want him to work so hard to guide the Redwood tribe onto the path of civilization, but was eventually annexed by other more powerful and bottomless tribes.

In fact, he said that he would stay in the Redwood tribe for a while, and Lu Yan could answer him slowly.

Hearing what he said, Teng frowned: "I'll find an orc to accompany you."

Really waved his hand: "Don't bother, I just go around, and I will fight the prey myself."

Teng gave him a surprised look: "Yes, I am responsible for the safety of the tribe."

After all, it’s really a foreign orc. Since the Mahogany Tribe and the Tusk Tribe have been in harmony after several transactions, and the relationship is good, Teng can allow him to stay in their tribe temporarily, but must send an orc to look at him to ensure that he will not secretly. Violated the safety of the Redwood tribe.

Needless to say, the safety of the Asian beasts and their cubs, now their tribe has cultivated land, food, pottery, and more importantly, they must protect the real estate of the tribe.

real:"…"

—Everyone, there is something in the tribe, who doesn’t know who, so it’s necessary to be so defensive?