The Beasts of the World [farming]

He put the slices into the bowl, ready to eat them with mashed fruits later.

He cut a full three catties of meat, and originally wanted to share it with the teenagers and children in the tribe.

Unexpectedly, the smell of his barbecue floated all over the mountain, and still not half of the children came up.

He felt that the smell of meat was not good enough. It stands to reason that children in the tribe can become beasts, and their sense of smell should be more acute.

He didn't know that the children under the mountain had been held down by his family long ago.

The boy and the children had just helped him move, and when they went back, they told him what he probably had.

The teenagers wanted to show off, they knew the information about this little Asian orc.

Unexpectedly, the adults felt distressed after listening, and turned their heads to strictly order the young children in the tribe not to come up to beg for food.

Hunting and gathering is not an easy task. If the young people swarm in, the little Asian orcs should not have enough food.

Ren Heyin spent more than half an hour roasting more than three kilograms of meat, and then the bowl couldn't fit, so he piled the meat on the edge of the stone slab.

Fatty oil is everywhere on the slate.

Ren Heyin was reluctant to waste, so he washed the muddy fruit and sliced ​​it, put it on top and roasted it.

The taste of mashed fruit is a bit like taro. It is very powdery. It has an unspeakable scent and the sweetness of starch. It is not taro.

The mashed fruit is delicious when simmered, and it is delicious when baked.

Ren Heyin took the barbecue, ate two simmered mashed fruits, and gnawed two more roasted simmered mashed fruits, which made himself unable to support himself.

He wrapped the remaining mashed fruit and roasted meat in layers with large leaves, which contained six large bags.

He stuffed two packs of roasted meat and a bag of roasted mashed fruit into the fire that was extinguished with mud, and the remaining three bags of roasted meat and roasted mashed fruit were packed in wooden pots and brought to the tribe.

These three big wooden basins were brought up when the children gave him spices and salt. He plucked large leaves and placed them in the basket, and poured the salt and spices into the basket, just enough to empty the basins and return them to the orcs. After all, It is not easy to make a basin.

He didn't have any acquaintances in the tribe, and when he went down the mountain, he took a long look in the crowd, and finally found Qing.

Qing met his gaze, greeted him with a smile, and led him to sit in the crowd, "Come down and chat with us."

Ren Heyin stretched out the basin in his hand and stuffed it into his hand, feeling a little embarrassed: "I'll return the basin. It contains three packs of slate roasted animal meat, and put a little sour fruit juice to the size of the tribe. Kids try it."

Qing looked at him with gentle and helpless eyes, "Why are you so polite?"

"It's not a good thing either." Ren Heyin glanced at others, smiled and nodded at them as a greeting, "Do you like it or not."

After Ren Heyin returned the things, he sat down for a while, and said that he would go up to marinate the meat.

The people sitting around are very curious.

Upon seeing this, Ren Heyin invited them, "Do you want to come and have a look? This is the characteristic pickling method of my hometown."

Qingxiao asked: "Can you?"

Ren Heyin nodded happily, "It's not an important thing."

Qing brought six or seven people up to see him bacon.

Ren Heyin has already dried the meat once. He grinds the spices into powder with a stone, mixes it with salt, and then evenly spreads it on the cut pieces of meat.

"This meat has been aired once, in fact, the fresh meat can be marinated in the vat as soon as it is washed."

Ren Heyin put the salted meat in a basket with large leaves, and said: “The meat is salted and put in a tank. It can be marinated for one day and then taken out for drying. The first three days were taken out during the day. It is still marinated in brine at night, but there is no need to add additional salt, just use the brine of the cured meat to continue marinating."

Some people are curious, "Is the marinated meat delicious?"

"It should be okay." Ren Heyin raised his head and smiled at the man, "I used to eat very good, this time it is good or not, you have to take it back and taste it after it's dried to find out."

Ren Heyin has now discovered that the tribal work of this tribe is basically better-looking, thinner men are doing it, and women in the tribe are resting and chatting with other men, which makes him somewhat strange.

However, he was new to other tribes, and it was difficult for him to make inquiries.

After marinating the meat, Ren Heyin returned to the original camp with a basket and stone slices on his back.

Some time ago, he searched for the production methods of pottery kilns. The original pottery kilns generally include flat-fired kilns, horizontal cave kilns, and vertical cave kilns. Due to technology and ability, he finally chose vertical cave kilns.

The structure of the vertical cavern kiln is relatively simple, it is easier to dig, and the technology is relatively mature, and the quality of the pottery is relatively better.

The search time every day is too short. Ren Heyin only made a choice last time. Today, he will use the search opportunity to search for drawings and precautions, and be fully prepared to start digging.

He has only one person, and the workload of digging the kiln is heavy. If the preparations are not done well and the middle is to be discarded and restarted, he cannot afford the time and energy cost.

Especially in the coming winter, he wasted more than ten or twenty days. Once the soil froze, he wanted to dig the kiln again next year.

The structure of the simple pottery kiln is not complicated, and Ren Heyin's hands-on ability is okay.

He carefully read the relevant information, roughly drew the pattern on the ground, and carefully noted the corresponding precautions, and then started digging with the stone pieces.

The soil here is generally relatively soft and there are not many impurities. He has great strength now and it is not difficult to dig it.

He piled up the mud he dug out, and he might need it next time he makes pottery.

There are only a few structures for the vertical cavern kiln, such as the vent, the fire chamber, the fire channel, the pottery platform, the flue, etc. You don't need to calculate too accurately, and you can compare them roughly.

Before digging, Ren He had roughly planned the next location, digging him while comparing the drawings, and had initially dug the part of the fire path in the afternoon.

The kiln he wanted to dig was not big, and he could only burn dozens or hundreds of pottery at a time. It is estimated that in two or three days, he should be able to dig out this pottery kiln.

He dug from the morning until the sun was completely set, eating only two times and drinking water several times in the middle.

After prostrate for most of the day, he digs dizzy, his waist is sore, his face is covered with dirt and hair, and his eyes are dazzling when he stands up, and he is so tired that he almost faints.

He hammered his sore waist, looked up at the sky, hesitated for a while before finally deciding to take a bath.

He hasn't washed his hair for several days, and his hair and body are almost smelling.

Shampoo and bath can't come together, or he can't stand it if we get wet together.

He first wetted his hair by the stream, and then grabbed two large handfuls of ashes from the ash pile before it was blown away. He thoroughly mixed the ashes with the wet hair and scalp, rubbed it for a while, and then washed it all off as much as possible. Use your hands to clean the water in your hair.

In the bathing step, the limbs and torso are first, and full preparations are made before entering the water.

Despite this, it was too cold for him. The skin on his body became frosty and snowy when the cold wind blew. Only the smart eyes and eyebrows were a little black, and the lips were red.

He took the hay ball and rubbed his body cleanly. When he went ashore, he kept trembling until he ran up the mountain with a basket on his back and did not warm up when he reached halfway up the mountain.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the sky is not too dark.

When he walked into the tribe with a basket on his back, a bonfire had already been lit in the tribe. Most of the people went back to the cave, and a small group of people sat under the moonlight and weaved things with the light of the fire while chatting.

He was so tired that he didn't go down to say hello. He pulled out the noon barbecue and roasted mashed fruit and ate half a bag, then went back to the cave and fell asleep.

The animal skin Qing sent was large and thick, covering his body heavily, completely locking the temperature around his body.

Ren Heyin wrapped himself into a cocoon with animal skins and fell asleep.

At the last moment when he lost consciousness, he was still thinking in a daze, when would he get a few pieces of animal skins and make a leather jacket, leather pants, and boots for the winter? Meiguixs.net, Meiguixs.net, Meiguixs.net, free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft. Report error chapter. Ask for a book to find a book. Chat with book friends, please add qq Group: 647377658 (group number)

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Sleeping soundly in the warm cave all night, Ren Heyin woke up naturally just after dawn the next day.

He set up a fire to simmer the mashed fruit, heat the barbecue, and then pulled the vine, tied the vine between the two trees, and then hung the wild boar that had been marinated for a day and a half.

After hanging the meat, he casually ate two simmered mud fruits with the barbecue, and went to the old camp to dig a pottery kiln with his back basket on his back.

Some children in the tribe were curious, so they came quietly in the afternoon. A series of little tigers, little lions, little leopards were hidden in the grass and behind the tree trunks. They were fluffy, making Ren Heyin soft in his heart.

He beckoned and motioned for the boys to come over.

The cubs were summoned, one by one, each of them happily. Several little tigers, lions, and leopards shook their tails upright behind them, like dogs.

Ren Heyin looked at a little tiger taking the lead and asked, "Xi, why are you here?"

"Ooooooo—" The little tiger opened his mouth and roared. The other little tigers, leopards and lions also rushed to roar. The voice of immature little milk kept coming out, and Ren Heyin couldn't understand a word.

He smiled helplessly and stretched out his hand to scratch the little tiger's chin, "Change it back, I don't understand."

Hearing the words, the little cubs rushed to the side and rolled into a child on the spot. They pulled a small animal skin skirt from their necks and wrapped them around their waists, jumping around around Ren Heyin.

"Brother Yin, let's help you."

"No need." Ren Heyin rubbed their heads smoothly, and said softly: "You can just play nearby."

Ren Heyin talked to the children and started digging again.

The cubs couldn't stay idle, and changed back to the animal form to play nearby. For the cubs of their age, the animal form is the most comfortable state.

Playing with each other, they ran over one by one, surrounded by Ren Heyin, and looked inside.

Ren Heyin looked at them with short legs, round eyes, plum blossom claws, and two fluffy hairs approaching him one by one, and he couldn't help rushing them coldly, so he had to let them go.

The little beasts gradually helped to pull the soil and transport it out of the pottery kiln.

They are young but with great strength, and they work in a good manner.

Seeing that they were having fun, Ren He left with them, but when he returned, he took them up the mountain, dug some soil in different soil textures everywhere, and dig out several nests of bird eggs.

There are few birdhouses in autumn. These birdhouses were discovered a few days ago. He was busy during those days and didn't have time to dig them out. Today is just a treat for the children.

When he returned to the tribe, he first took the bacon back and marinated it again, and sent the children to tell his family to eat with him today.

He took out the commonly used stone slab, placed it on a simple earthen stove, and took out the fat from the roasted wild boar a few days ago and poured it on the stone slab.

The children have returned, one or two all squatting not far away watching his movements intently, the evening breeze blew by, the fire light beating slightly on their wheat-colored skin.

Ren Heyin found that there were a dozen children in the village who had never gone out with him. Some children were very shy and did not dare to look at him.

He smiled, didn't drive the children, only slowly fried eggs.

Today, I dig out seven eggs slightly larger than goose eggs, and the remaining five are only the size of an egg.

These eggs are obviously not enough for children.

Beat the eggs on a slate and fry them until the egg whites are browned. When the yolks are slightly solidified, separate them with wooden sticks and sprinkle them with salt. One piece for each child. The child who helps him gets a larger egg, and the child who doesn’t help. The eggs that arrive are smaller and come in batches.

Around the stone slabs, he has been grilled with mud fruit and fresh beast meat.

This was just brought by the children from the tribe. Otherwise, he could not afford to have more than 30 children.

There are two main types of grilled sauces, one is bacon sauce made from salt, minced meat and spices, and the other is sweet and sour sauce made from other fruits, sour fruits and salt. It tastes a bit like tomato sauce. .

The children dipped them with mashed fruit and roasted meat in two sauces.

The meat was first marinated with sour fruits, spices and salt. The marinated barbecue was tender and juicy. When it was eaten with sauce, the children were shocked, and the eyes of Ren Heyin were full of admiration.

Ren Heyin divides the meat in order, dividing two pieces for the children who have helped him, and one for the children who have not helped.

Children do not eat meat in exactly the order of meat distribution. Older children will share a bit of meat for younger children to taste first. Children who have helped Ren Heyin will also share it with children who have not helped.

Although the meat is very delicious to them, they are still sharing it.

At the end of the round, Ren Heyin discovered that several children had only taken a bite of the meat in his hand and wrapped them in leaves, holding them cherished, not knowing whether to save them for later eating, or to save them to their family members.

He felt a little sour in his heart, and said softly: "You quickly eat the meat that is distributed to you. When you go back, I will bake three more slices for you to take back."

"Thank you brother Yin!"

The children cheered and made requests, chirping like birds just out of the cage.

"Brother Yin, I want sweet and sour meat!"

"I want bacon!"

"I want sweet and sour meat too."

…

In a voice, Ren Heyin heard a weak voice, "Brother Yin, eat too."

Ren Heyin looked down, but saw a cowardly little boy with big eyes. Seeing him looking over, the boy hurriedly lowered his head in embarrassment.

This is a kid who has never gone out with him, Ren Heyin couldn't help touching his little head, "Brother knows."

Ren Heyin and the children bake while eating, so that they are full.

The night was getting deeper and the dew was very cold. As promised, Ren Heyin grilled three extra slices of meat for the children, and asked them to wrap them in leaves and take them back. They roasted their own meat for tomorrow morning and noon tomorrow and wrapped them in leaves. The leaves are wrapped in wet mud husks and thrown into the ashes for preservation.

The residual temperature in the ashes will reheat the meat in the leaves to achieve the purpose of sterilization. As long as he does not crack the mud shell, such vegetable meat can be stored for two or three days.

After returning to the cave, Ren Heyin touched the bed and fell asleep. He woke up just after dawn the next morning.

He took the bacon out and hung it on the dead branches to wait for drying. After having breakfast, he carried a basket on his back with lunch and fire to continue digging pottery in the old camp.

With the help of the little beasts yesterday, he had almost dug the pottery kiln. Today, he only needs to sort out the flue.

After only half a morning, his pottery kiln had been dug out.

He went nearby to collect some litter and tried to ignite the fire. The opening of the fire was outside the pottery kiln. It was in full contact with the air. The fire burned smoothly. After a while, the smoke came out of the flue, and the ashes fell on the ground swirlingly. .

Ren Heyin breathed a sigh of relief.

He went to check the mud.

The surface of the mud body was dry and gray, Ren Heyin touched it with his hand, and could no longer feel the moist water vapor.

He repaired the clay body again, and then walked up the mountain on the other side with his basket on his back.

He intends to try his luck in this step of Tao Glaze.

Pottery glaze should be ground into a glaze slurry with feldspar, quartz, talc, kaolin, etc. and raw materials in a certain proportion, and then applied to the surface of the green body.

He couldn't tell the raw materials, so he simply found a few more places to wash out the mud and use it as glaze.

The soil in so many places will always be useful, as long as it can form a glaze layer on the surface of the pottery.

With a glazed surface, the pottery will not seep water. He can store things in pottery or make cooking utensils.

He sniffed and walked in the direction where he picked the sour fruit last time.

The sour fruit is almost used, just ready to pick some more.

He saw the brick-red soil last time, and he didn't care about it at the time, but now he just went to look for it and used it as a glaze.

Brick red soil is generally oxidized soil, which is rich in iron and aluminum compounds, and it should be qualified as a glaze.

His old camp is a bit far away from the place where the sour fruit was found last time. He has been walking for a long time since he went up the mountain last time.

He is strong and physically vigorous, and his walking speed is not slow. Today he should be able to come back before dark.

Taking advantage of the fine weather and strong light, Ren Heyin walked in the mountains and forests to find something to use.

Some thin and tough withered vines.

A dozen of them don't know what kind of fruit. They taste sour and sweet. Although they are not big, a dozen of them add up to a considerable amount. They can cover the bottom of the basket.

There are also some grass stems with a strange fragrance, which should be a kind of spice.

Ren Heyin kept walking forward. He used five minutes yesterday to search for edible wild vegetables. He didn't know how many kinds of wild vegetables he could encounter today.

Ren Heyin carefully searched for hundreds of species of plants in the mountains and forests.

In the relatively humid back-sun area, he quickly found a lot of gray ash.

He didn't expect that it was autumn, and there were still so many gray ash vegetables. He specially picked the tender leaves and picked a small bunch in a short time.

These gray vegetables are taken back and cleaned, and they are slightly stir-fried with oil under the slate of the barbecue. It is a delicious green vegetable.

Ren Heyin's enthusiasm grew even stronger after the discovery of gray ash.

He was still on the hillside and found many mushrooms under the trees.

He discarded the ones with overly gorgeous colors, picked a lot of them in different categories, and wrapped them with big leaves.

He can't tell which ones are poisonous and which are not, but he can take them back and ask people in the tribe to identify them.

Wild mountain mushroom is a delicacy, whether it is scorched, grilled, stumbling, or making soup, it is a rare delicacy.

It just so happens that his clay pot is almost ready, and some mountain fungus is also a good choice.

He spent a long time inking on the mountain, rested several times during the period, and ate barbecue and mashed fruit.

He picked a small half basket of sour fruit and wrapped several large bags of brick red soil. During the period, he caught a stupid bird about the size of a big goose and a small mammal of inexplicable species.

The basket he brought was not enough, so he could only cut down a small tree and used it as a pole. He picked the birds and the beasts at both ends, and picked mushrooms and wild fruits on it.

He is strong, and these things are all gains, and he is full of joy to pick up, and he doesn't feel heavy.

When he came down the mountain, his footsteps were windy, his eyes were still looking at both sides, trying to find out if there was anything to eat.

After walking through a vine plant two or three times, he always felt that this vine was familiar, and he should have seen it on earth.

He couldn't help but stop, put something on the ground, and used today's search opportunity to call up the search box and enter a few words:

Edible roots of vines are common

Related news quickly popped out—sweet potatoes, yam, cassava...

Ren Heyin quickly saw the familiar leaf on the search page, his heart was beating, and he quickly entered the second keyword: yam.

The search page popped up again, and the plant leaves on the page were very similar to the plant leaves in front of him!

He changed again and typed in: wild yam.

The picture of wild yam popped up on the search interface, clearly zooming in in front of Ren Heyin.

Ren Heyin looked at the plants on the ground, and then at the patterns on the page, his eyebrows were beating wildly!

It really is yam!

He found the wild yam in the orc world! Meiguixs.net, Meiguixs.net, Meiguixs.net, free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft. Report error chapter. Ask for a book to find a book. Chat with book friends, please add qq Group: 647377658 (group number)

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Ren Heyin did not expect to have such a big harvest today, and he discovered a new edible plant!

He looked at the sky, found the stone he used to dig in the basket, and started digging along the yam vine.

The roots of the yam vine were very deep. Ren Heyin dug along the vine for almost one meter, and there was still a thin vine underneath. He was a little doubtful whether it was a yam, and he came across a gray-brown, mud-wrapped one. thing.

He was shocked and tried to test with his hands. He didn't expect this root to be very crisp and tender, and it would break directly when touched.

He took the section of the wild yam in front of his eyes and examined it carefully. The cross-section of the wild yam was milky white, with juice oozing out from the edge, and it smelled good.

The whole yam was tender and thick, and looked almost the same as what he had seen on the earth. He looked at it, and his Adam's apple moved.

Ren Heyin hurriedly put the broken yam in his hand aside, and continued to dig down.

This yam has no idea how many years it has grown, and its rhizome is very strong.

After digging for more than an hour, Ren Heyin digs out most of the stems. I'm afraid it will be more than ten or twenty catties in his hand.

He breathed heavily, got up from the ground, **** all the wild yams with vines and hung them on wooden sticks. When he picked them up again, the sticks squeaked, obviously a little overwhelmed.

He also had a hard time picking, but fortunately, he was already going down the mountain, so he was less effortless.

The wooden stick is too thin and it burns when pressed on the shoulders.

He changed his shoulders many times along the way. Before he went to the tribe, the sky was dark again, the moon came out, and several bright stars hung on the sky.

About half an hour away from the tribe, Ren Heyin suddenly heard a low whistling beast.

The howling sound was like muffled thunder, the ground shook, and it passed into Ren Heyin's mind, and his mind was blank for a moment.

He returned to his senses and raised his eyes to look, but saw a few tigers, leopards, etc. running over.

That's it!

To suffer!

He hurriedly threw down the load, and hurriedly jumped up with his nails even after throwing the back basket.

"Hidden! It's us!"

Some familiar anxious voices came from the tiger.

Ren Heyin's claws were deeply sunk in the trunk. He paused for the motion of jumping upwards, turned his head to look, and saw a man sitting on the head of the tiger.

The man leaned on the tiger's back and almost merged with the tiger. It was dark. He didn't see it for a while, thinking it was a beast.

"Don't be afraid." While talking, the tiger and leopard have already jumped under Ren Heyin's tree, Qing climbed down from the tiger's back with some worry, looked at Ren Heyin on the tree, and explained: "We saw you haven't come back so late. , Come out and have a look."

The mountain is very dangerous. The Orcs may encounter various accidents when entering the mountain-bitten by snakes and insects, injured by wild animals, poisoned by poisonous plants, accidentally fell into the pit...

Qing originally didn't worry that Ren Heyin and a small Asian orc went up the mountain alone every day. Today, seeing him haven't come back for so long, the children said that they hadn't seen him, so they hurried out to look for him.

Ren Heyin was relieved now, climbing down the tree with a pale face, standing in front of Qing a little cramped, "I found a wild yam that can be eaten today. Some time was wasted when digging, which made you worry, sorry. "

"It's okay, you'll be fine." Qing helped him pick up the burden, untied the things on it and planned to hang it on the headed tiger, and asked for his opinion, "Shall we go back first? It's too late."

Ren Heyin nodded.

The other smaller tiger snarled softly when he saw it.

Qing turned his head and rubbed his round ears, smiled, and then put the wild beasts and wild birds that Ren Heyin had hunted on his back.

Ren Heyin looked at the tiger, suddenly blessed his soul, and asked hesitantly: "This is a flower?"

The tiger roared softly, which was regarded as a reply.

Ren Heyin has collected trivial information these days. He knows that the patriarch Han and Qing are partners, and Duo is their son.

As for whether it was his own person, he didn't know.

Qing also untied the back basket on his back, and a tiger beside him also roared, indicating that he could carry it.

The orcs had good eyesight, and they had seen Ren Heyin's shoulders and the back of his neck worn red, and there were several ulcers.

They grew up so old, they had never seen a small Asian orc lived so hard.

For a time, no matter how old they were, whether they had a partner, the orcs showed some admiration and sympathy for Ren Heyin.

For a small Asian orc like him who is good-looking, smart and capable, as long as he relaxes slightly, some of the orcs in the tribe are willing to come forward and show their courtesy.

He didn't do this, and he still chose to work hard every day to feed himself.

Ren Heyin couldn't remember these things anymore, and he was very grateful for the orcs' willingness to take the things from him.

He is a single little Asian orc, not suitable for climbing on the back of the orc, so Qing came down and walked with him, while the orcs walked slowly in front and behind.

As he walked, Ren Heyin quietly rolled his shoulders to relax.

Qing helped him squeeze his shoulders amusedly, "Why did you hit so many things at once? You also met the gray beast and the anxious bird?"

"I originally planned to come back with a full back basket, but I didn't expect that I encountered a prey on the road and found Ye Huaishan." Ren Heyin was embarrassed, "I was reluctant to throw it away, and things slowly became heavier."

He can carry more than two hundred catties with his own strength, and a back basket puts sixty to seventy catties in a mixed bag, and another forty to fifty catties are provoked on his shoulders, and the weight rises.

Qing sighed, "Next time you put the fruit and the soil here, the beasts won't eat these things, so you will come again. If you feel tired from walking twice, you can also ask the orcs in the tribe to help you. Everyone is more free and will not refuse."

"I know."

Qing Jiang put his hand off his shoulder, rubbed his head like a little tiger, and said, "It's all neighbors, you don't need to be too polite. You are still young, too hard will hurt your body."

Ren Heyin felt his hands rub his head lightly, and couldn't help but think of his brother again.

When he was not in elementary school, his elder brother was in high school. He is rarely seen, but every time his elder comes home, he always brings him things, holds him to play, feeds him and tells bedtime stories.

He turned his head to look at Qing, with a serious look, "Okay. If something happens, I will definitely seek your help."

When the group of them returned to the tribe, the moon rose high.

Many people in the tribe didn't sleep, lighting a torch and waiting for Ren Heyin's news.

When Ren Heyin occasionally went out of the cave to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night two days ago, he always saw a quiet side. It was the first time he saw so many torches in the tribe.

The sentry orc asked from a long distance: "Hidden came back? Isn't it hurt?"

Han gave a low roar in response, and the voice of the sentry orc came from the night breeze, "It's fine if you don't."

Ren Heyin followed the orcs back to his cave, and the orcs helped pile everything into his cave.

These orcs all maintained the animal form in front of him, and none of them changed back to humans.

He bowed slightly to thank and apologize, "Thank you, everyone, for causing trouble to everyone."

"You're welcome." Qing smiled, and then said to a few orcs inside and out: "Han, you go back first, I will help Yin deal with the gray beast and the anxious bird."

With a low growl, Han led the orcs away.

Qing Ze and Ren Heyin went to the creek above to clean the prey they had returned.

Ren Heyin and Qing squatted side by side by the creek, Qing popped his nails to skin the gray beast, and Ren Heyin plucked the feathers of the bird.

Ren Heyin looked at his slender fingers with cold fingernails, and looked at the top of his head with some envy.

Qing's head is farting. The back is empty, Ren Heyin has been dragging a big fluffy tail, and there are extra beast ears on top of his head. He can't take these two things back.

Qing noticed his gaze, turned his head and smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the ears." Ren Heyin pointed at the top of his head, "Why don't you have beast ears and tails?"

If it weren't for even children to become tigers, lions, and leopards, and the tribes would be surprised by his abnormal condition, he would have to wonder if something went wrong with him.

"Your elders didn't teach you this before?" Qing was surprised, and instantly remembered their guess about Yin. This little Asian orc may have been living with the priest in the temple, seeing no one, and no one told him about this. With some sympathy in my heart, he explained: "You are still in the awakening period, and you can put it away after the awakening period."

Seeing his gentle expression, Ren He hesitated for a while, and then asked, "What is the awakening period? Can I become an orc after the awakening period?"

Why don't you know this?

Qing couldn't help softening his voice, "You are an orc, how can you become an orc? After the awakening period is over, you will be an adult orc, and you can form a companion with an orc."

Orc?

Ren Heyin frowned slightly, and then asked, "What is the difference between the Orc and the Orc?"

Qing was shocked again by his lack of common sense in life. He didn't show it on his face, and his tone was milder. "A sub-orc can form a partner with an orc. If you form a partner with a male orc, the sub-orc will give birth to children. Form a mate, the female beast will give birth to children."

"But... the male orc forms a companion with the female orc, can't the female orc have children?"

"Yes, but it's difficult." Qing explained patiently: "Our tribe consists of three kinds of orcs with similar races of tiger, lion, and leopard. If a pair of orc companions, the female orc and the male orc are both tigers, and they give birth to children. Although the chances are small, they can still give birth to a child."

"Like other orc tribes, most of them are multi-ethnic orc tribes, with a variety of animal types, like snakes, butterflies, cows, sheep, and mammoths... Think about it, if a pair of animal types are snakes and heels. Butterflies’ orc companions, how do they give birth to children? It’s impossible to give birth to snakes with butterfly wings."

"But don't we sub-orcs also have the characteristics of an orc?" Ren He moved his ears and motioned Qing to see, "My ears are a bit like those of cat orcs."

Qing smiled, and said, "This has nothing to do with the Orc. What kind of animal is the orc, and the child born is of the animal type. Even if the Orc is born, the little Asian orc is also the characteristic of the orc mother or the orc father. "

So, the genes of the Orcs are all recessive genes?

Ren Heyin's brows were still not relaxed, and for a while, he couldn't think of where to ask, so he could only give up.

Qing Jian looked as though he was under a huge impact, and did not speak any more, his men dealt with the gray beast cleanly.

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After Ren Heyin knew the secret of the Orc, the whole person was not good.

The dog thief of the Time and Space Administration actually cultivated such a body for him, and he said that he was cultivated according to his soul attributes. Isn't his soul so bearable?

He had insomnia for a long time that night, and when he got up according to the previous biological clock the next morning, there were still two huge dark circles on his face, which made him look very haggard.

He casually ate some simmered yam the next morning and took out the meat to dry before slowly packing up his baskets and heading to the old camp.

He brought back a lot of soil yesterday, and today he will grind all the soil into a glaze slurry to glaze the pottery.

He took the simmering yam to eat.

After eating so many days of meat, the belly is very greasy, but the simmered yam is quite good.

Glazing is not difficult, this step is mainly divided into inner glaze and outer glaze.

Ren Heyin took the glaze method to glaze bottles, pots, bowls and dishes.

This glaze will dry for about three or five days, and it will start to burn at that time.

At this stage, he needs to collect as much firewood as possible and burn it in the kiln at that time.

Before noon, he had already glazed all the pottery. After a simple meal, he went up the mountain to pick up firewood for ten times, and he was exhausted.

He carefully observed when he was picking firewood and found that many wild yam were not digging. When the sun fell to the west and he was about to go back, he dug three plants according to his memory and put them in the back basket.

These wild yams are very big, with three plants weighing forty or fifty catties, and they are heavy on their backs.

He took the leaves to dig together today's yam. Yesterday, he forgot to keep the leaves. It was too late to go back. He hadn't told the tribe about the existence of yam.

I just went back early today to tell them that the tribe had a better food source and had a better life.

Carrying a basket on his back, Ren Heyin happily climbed up the mountain to prepare to descend.

Just when he reached the top of the mountain, he habitually looked around and suddenly saw the hunting team returning far away.