The Beasts of the World [farming]

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☆, pottery

Ren Heyin returned to the tribe, said goodbye to Qing, put the basket back in the cave, and spread out the mushrooms and wild vegetables he picked from the bamboo shoots he had dug out, so as not to be damaged by respiration.

It was still early, and he put on his back basket again and planned to go to the old camp to take a look. He has been collecting firewood these days, and the pottery has almost dried up. After collecting the firewood, he should be able to open the kiln to burn pottery.

He has been working a lot in recent days. He has better physical strength than when he first came here. He didn't feel tired at all when he went up and down the mountain. He arrived at the old camp in 20 minutes.

He couldn't help being stunned when he saw the place.

In the past, a lot of firewood suddenly increased in the place where he piled firewood, almost from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain.

Densely dense, full of dangdang.

It was at least three times more than when he finished picking up firewood and went back to work yesterday.

He stayed where he was staring blankly at the firewood.

Except for the people in the tribe, no one helped him pick it up. He had picked up that little firewood for five or six days. With so much firewood, he didn't know how many people and how many times he ran, and he picked up so much in one day.

Shuo Feng was bitter, but Ren Heyin was carrying a basket on his back, but his heart was warm.

He walked up to see that the firewood was dry wood, loose wood, straight roots, few forks and scars, and the quality of the firewood was much better than the firewood he picked up.

This kind of firewood is best to burn, thrown into the fire can burn very vigorously.

The firewood picker also kindly helped him to fold the firewood into several sections, lest he fold it again.

The warehouse is full of grain and wood is full of stacks.

He is now half of the real happiness in agricultural society.

Ren He touched the firewood, after a while, he turned to look at the pottery.

It's very windy these days, and his pottery dries quickly.

He raised it up and took a look, then tapped gently with his fingers. According to the sound of the pottery, the pottery should be completely dry. Now that the firewood is in place, he decided to start burning pottery tomorrow.

Now that he has the wood, he still needs to collect some small litters. These small litters burn the fastest and have the largest fire. They are easy to use when igniting a fire.

If the fire is not strong enough, add a basket of dead branches and leaves, and the fire will be able to burn again.

Thinking of starting to burn the kiln tomorrow, Ren Heyin was full of cleanliness. He kept carrying more than 20 baskets of dead branches back and forth, and fell on the side of the firewood stack.

When he finished carrying the last basket, his legs had already begun to shake.

In the cold winter, he wiped the sweat off his head and looked at the distant horizon. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the last rays of afterglow had been collected. There were several bright stars on the horizon, and the moon had risen.

The weather today is very good, and there is little chance of rain at night.

Ren Heyin glanced at the camp, then turned to the hill toward the tribe.

He has good eyesight, his eyes have adapted to the darkness, and he has no problem walking at night, just be careful and slow.

He was so tired today that he could hardly move his legs, and he couldn't walk fast.

Ren Heyin sighed softly. It doesn't matter if you are tired. Anyway, you don't have to go out to work tomorrow, just sit in the camp and watch the pottery.

Back at the camp, Ren Heyin did not go back to his cave directly, but first went to look for him outside the green cave.

It was already dark, and Qing's cave was mostly sealed by wooden boards, and the light from inside could be faintly seen in the cracks.

Ren He pursed his mouth, gently tapped the door panel, and asked, "Qing, are you asleep?"

"Yin? No, we are sewing animal skins." Qing heard his voice and was a little surprised. He walked out the door and removed the plank, looked at him and said: "Come in and sit down."

Han followed behind him and nodded when he saw Ren Heyin.

"Qing, patriarch," Ren Heyin greeted them, glanced at the furnishings in the cave and hurriedly retracted it, "I'm sorry, I bother you so late."

Qing's cave was slightly larger than Ren Heyin's cave, and a bonfire was lit on the mountain wall.

The cave is very clean and has a refreshing and good smell.

Qingla went to sit on the stone steps covered with animal skins and sighed: "You know it's too late. I see you haven't come back, and I want to take someone out to find you."

Ren He hurriedly waved his hand, "No, I'm on the old campsite. I was close to picking up the firewood today, so I just returned after picking it up. I didn't expect it to get dark so fast."

He said: "I don't know who helped me pick up a lot of firewood in the camp. I originally had to pick up a few more days. Today I will be enough. I will start to cook the pottery tomorrow, and I will stay there at night. The patriarch said, don't worry about me."

Qing Brow heard him talk about burning pottery, and now I heard him say that he should stay there at night, and frowned slightly, "How long does it take to burn pottery? Do you stay there alone at night? Shall we go over to accompany you?"

"No, didn't I live there alone? There is no danger. It is my first time to burn pottery. I don't know how long it takes to burn pottery. I can burn it for a while. I should be back the day after tomorrow." Ren Heyin explained: "I might also sleep for a while, so I won't be tired."

Qing glanced at the Han beside him, with worry in his eyes, obviously disagreeing.

Han broke the silence and said: "I will ask the patrol guards to pay more attention to the situation there. There should be no problem. We can smell and hear any large beasts at such a close distance."

Qing hesitated.

Ren Heyin nodded quickly, "I see."

He added, "If something happens to me, I will climb up the tree and there will be no problem."

Everyone is busy preparing for the winter. It is not appropriate for him to mobilize the public for his personal business.

Qing had no choice but to say: "Then you should be careful alone. If there is something really going on, shout for help and the orcs on the watch can hear you, we will be able to run to you soon."

Ren Heyin nodded vigorously again, "Okay! By the way, the patriarch, I don't know who helped me gather the firewood. Can you ask me for it?"

Han: "It's simple, just ask Duo."

Han stood up and walked to the other side of the cave. Ren Heyin discovered that there was a small cave beside the cave, just like a room for people.

His figure disappeared in the small cave.

There was a movement soon from the cave: "Father, what's the matter?"

Ren Heyin heard the sleepy teenage voice coming from the cave over there, and the voice was very familiar.

Han said: "If I have something to ask you, get up."

When Han walked out again, Duo with sleepy eyes came out with him.

Seeing Ren Heyin sitting on the stone steps, Duo was a little embarrassed. He looked down at the open space next to him, and greeted them shyly, "Daddy, Yin."

"Duo." Ren He hidden under the gaze of the two parents, asked: "Do you know who helped me gather the firewood?"

"This." Duo scratched his head embarrassedly. "It's us. We saw you were busy collecting firewood a few days ago. We just happened to help you pick up a little when we have time. Is it enough? Isn't enough? We will do it tomorrow. Help you pick it up."

The hunting task of young orcs is not too heavy, and the main thing is to observe them.

It was just after noon when they came back today. Everyone knows what the new little Asian orc from the tribe is. They all know that he has been collecting firewood recently. All of them went and helped him to get some back.

It was getting dark quickly, and they did not pick up a few times.

"Enough." Ren Heyin smiled at him, "It's nothing, I just want to say thank you, next time I will treat you to something delicious."

Duo became more embarrassed and waved his hand hurriedly, "You're welcome, if you have to collect firewood next time, you can ask us to help."

Ren Heyin smiled, "Okay."

Ren Heyin saw that Qing and the others were already asleep, and didn't bother them much, so he left his own cave after saying goodbye.

It was too late tonight and he didn't have time to make dinner, so he had to eat a little dried fish with fruit and eat some good ones tomorrow.

With Shuofeng on his back, Ren Heyin soon fell asleep.

The next day, when it was not light, he got up, washed briefly, and went to the lower reaches of the river to go to the toilet. Then he filled the back basket with spices, mushrooms, salt, meat and bamboo shoots, rubbed his hands and feet, and returned in the cold wind. Old camp.

He has checked the kiln yesterday.

There is no problem with the kiln, just clean out the clods and litter inside.

Ren Heyin moved the bottles and cans that were hanging at the foot of the mountain into the kiln.

Various dishes and pots have been moved for a while.

After moving, he covered the pottery with the fresh branches and leaves that he had broken down when he came to the old camp this morning, and covered the pottery tightly.

In the firing process of pottery, there is a carburizing process.

When the temperature of the pottery kiln rises sharply, a large amount of water in the pottery body will be discharged, and the organic matter will be rapidly decomposed. The internal voids are close to vacuum, which has a strong adsorption effect.

At this time, if plants are allowed to produce carbon-rich black smoke when oxygen is insufficient, the tiny carbon particles in the black smoke will gradually penetrate into the surface of the pottery, causing the pottery to become black and dense.

The famous black pottery was burnt in this way.

Ren Heyin had never burned pottery. After checking a lot of information, he still did not dare to directly generate dense smoke by covering the flame with fresh branches. He was afraid of extinguishing the flame.

If he re-ignites the fire, the temperature in the kiln will drop sharply, and the risk of the pottery will be much greater.

He finally decided to take a step back and cover the fresh branches directly on the pottery according to the method of piling and carburizing on the flat ground.

This kind of burning method will also produce a certain amount of dense smoke when it is burned to achieve a certain carburizing effect.

In the process of firing, there is no need to put fresh branches in the fire outside.

After placing the pottery and piled up the fresh branches, Ren Heyin repeatedly checked the fire vent, the fire chamber, the fire channel, the pottery platform and the flue.

Winter is coming soon. If the firing is unsuccessful, he will not have the chance to fire again this year. He has to collect food to survive this cold winter.

The coal was placed in a pile of dead leaves, and Ren Heyin lay on the ground and blew at the coal.

The dead leaves quickly emitted a puff of green smoke, and then a small bright yellow flame ignited, and the tongue of the flame quickly swept through the other dead leaves, bringing bursts of warmth.

Ren Heyin quickly added tiny dead branches to the fire to ignite the fire.

After a while, he smashed the firewood tower on the side of the fire, the flame was burning, and the smoke was smoothly emitted from the flue.

Just when the fire was lighted, Ren Heyin ran to the flue and shook his hand quickly, sensing the temperature in the pottery kiln.

The temperature in the kiln is still very cold, and it will slowly heat up as the wood burns.

Sitting on the edge of the fire, Ren Heyin slowly added firewood while marinating the mushrooms, meat, and bamboo shoots he brought with them with spices and salt, and then spitting them over the fire to roast them piece by piece.

Today, all day and tomorrow, he relies on this to fill his stomach.

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☆, winter clothes

The sun rose from the east and slowly fell to the west.

Ren Heyin still sits at the entrance of the kiln and burns the fire. It doesn't take much energy to burn the fire. He weaves wooden baskets and bamboo baskets while burning.

He had prepared the materials a long time ago, and now weaving baskets is a way to pass the time.

He got up midway and watched the situation in the kiln several times, but the flames blocked the fire mouth tightly, and he could not see anything.

According to the literature, it takes 40 to 60 hours to sinter the slab into pottery. The sintering time varies slightly between different types of clay, different types of vessels, and different kilns.

Ren Heyin estimated that two days and one night would be almost the same, and he should be able to go back to the tribe to rest tomorrow night.

The temperature is very important when firing pottery. Generally, the temperature should rise slowly and fall slowly, and the temperature in the kiln should be as even as possible to avoid cracking the pottery.

Ren Heyin didn't have any measuring tools here, he could only rely on feelings and luck.

The day passed quickly, and the night became darker.

Ren Heyin slowly discovered that dew was slowly condensing on the grass and trees, and the temperature gradually became colder.

The wind was harsh, even if he was sitting in front of the fire, the back of his head hurt. He was very clear that winter was really coming, and soon the snow was sealed, and they could no longer go out to find food smoothly.

Ren Heyin's eyes were deep and he continued to burn, thinking silently about the supplies for the winter.

The wind was so strong that Ren Heyin burned the fire, and the wind blew into the fire, burning the fire extremely vigorously, and the wood was used extremely quickly.

The firewood like a small hill burned out little by little, and the sky gradually brightened, and it slowly came to the next afternoon.

When the last few firewoods were put into the fire, Ren Heyin stood up and stretched out.

It was cloudy today, but it should already be afternoon, Ren Heyin looked up at the sky, and felt that when it was not good, it would snow.

The wind blew on the skin, making the skin sore and itchy. It was a sign of cracking, and he had to wipe the beast oil.

Winter clothes also need to find a way to make a few pieces. The animal skin vests and animal skin skirts you are currently wearing cannot withstand the cold winter, at least you have to have long-sleeved trousers.

Ren Heyin's heart sank. This winter is coming too fast. It is beyond his expectation. He originally thought that there would be more than ten days before winter, but he didn't expect that the temperature would drop when it fell. One night, from autumn to cold winter. There is no transition.

The flame was beating in Ren Heyin's eyes.

After the firewood was completely extinguished, he backfilled the ash from yesterday and today into the fire.

It takes a process to cool the pottery, it is very taboo to cool down drastically.

It's too cold today, and the ash can be filled back to have a heat preservation effect.

According to the data, after the pottery is burned in this vertical cavern kiln, it should be able to cool down completely for 48 hours, and he will wait for the day after tomorrow to dig it.

After two days and one night, Ren Heyin was already very sleepy, but he did not rest.

Putting the twelve new bamboo baskets together with the wooden baskets, he carried them on his back and arched his waist up the mountain.

These days, walking up and down the mountain, he knows the wild vegetables and wild fruits on the mountain. Today, he dug back more than ten wild yam.

If you don't dig it back today, it will be even harder to dig when the snow falls and the ground freezes.

Now the weather is very cold, his tools are not easy to use, and people are tired. It is very difficult to dig the wild yam. Ren Heyin digs out the wild yam with all his strength.

When he was finished digging, Ren Heyin's fingers were so hot and sore, and his eyes fluttered, and he took a few breaths, and then he regained his strength to prepare to carry the yam and go down the mountain.

I don’t know how many years this wild yam has grown. The roots underneath are thick and meandering. One tree weighs at least six or seven catties, and more than a dozen wild yams add up to more than 100 catties.

He couldn't put his basket down, so he had to chop down a tree to make a pole, and took Ye Huaishan back with great effort, so that his back was bent.

When he returned to the vicinity of the orc tribe, the sentry orc found that he was walking back slowly with something hunched over his waist, his lips were pale and his eyes were black, and he was taken aback, and hurriedly made a whistle.

"What's the matter?" Qing Zai Zai came out to ask.

The sentry orc raised his voice, "Hidden came back, at the top of the mountain, I called someone to pick it up."

After answering, the sentry orc shouted to Ren Heyin: "Yin, you have a rest there, everyone will come and pick you up."

Ren Heyin opened his mouth and wanted to say thank you, but found that his voice had been muffled without knowing when, and the voice he made was dumb and low, and disappeared in the wind as soon as he exited.

The orcs and sub-orcs who came out also found Ren Heyin, and everyone was busy going up the mountain to pick him up, and an orc could not help but say that he had taken the burden on his hand.

Qing came over and wanted to carry him, with worry in his eyes, and rebuked: "You are already uncomfortable, why do you have to come back with a burden? Didn't you tell you, you put it there first, come back and ask us to pick it for you? ?"

Ren Heyin whispered: "I didn't feel tired at the beginning, and when I see you, relax, and I will be too tired for a while."

The surrounding circle of orcs and sub-orcs felt uncomfortable after hearing his words.

Qing carried him on his back and sighed, "Why is it so strong?"

Ren Heyin was dizzy and could not hear clearly.

Qing carried him back into his cave.

The other orcs had already helped to light up the fire, and they brought the hot broth to cool it down and filled him with a big bowl.

Ren Heyin was full, was stuffed into the warm and soft bedding of animal skins, and soon fell into deep sleep.

Everyone checked his situation and confirmed that he was exhausted, and it was no problem after drinking the broth, and they went back to their caves.

In the evening, Qing still sighed with Han in his cave, "Yin is too stubborn. I have never seen a stubborn little Asian orc like him."

"If he were not stubborn, he would have been unable to live long after he left the original tribe." With appreciation in his eyes, "He is also considered half of our tribe. If he can help, he will help. Do it."

Qing knew the situation in his heart, and sighed secretly, he said: "I think he has insufficient food reserves, tomorrow I will send him some meat."

"I guess he won't accept it. Even if he does, he will return it as soon as possible. It's better to take him out to collect food. He has prepared food for the winter and feels at ease. There is not enough later. We will find some excuses to send him some food. "

"That's fine, but I don't think he will get up tomorrow."

Ren Heyin was indeed exhausted, but he didn't get up.

At dawn the next day, his powerful biological clock awakened him on time.

He shrank under the covers for a while before getting up reluctantly.

There are also some dried fish in the cave, bacon and cured birds, wild yam, mud fruit, dried mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, etc. He mainly eats dried fish and bacon today, and some mud fruit.

He put on an animal skin skirt and a vest, wrapped his feet, wrapped food in large leaves, and carried a basket on his back to the small platform on the mountain.

When he finishes washing by the stream and eats something, he can find food.

The land is still rich in food. Before it snows, he should be able to find enough food for most of the winter.

After he made the fire, the people in the tribe gradually got up and started a fire at the foot of the mountain.

People in the tribe are also planning to go out hunting and gathering after breakfast earlier.

"Yin." Ren Heyin was putting the mud fruit on the fire to simmer, and suddenly heard Qing's voice, but when she turned her head, she saw Qing coming up with a large bag of things.

"Green?" Ren Heyin rubbed his hands, hurriedly greeted him, "Why did you come up?"

"It's too cold, I'll give you some fur to make clothes. So did you, so tired yesterday, why don't you sleep a little longer today?"

"I can't sleep left or right, just get up and eat breakfast." Ren Heyin walked closer and saw the pile of fur he was holding.

The package was huge, and Qing held a huge ball in his arms, and the two of them walked into Ren Heyin's cave together.

Ren Heyin thought that Qing would pick a few pieces from this pile of fur and give it to him. He didn't expect Qing to put the huge package directly on the stone bed, "This is the leather I have saved over the years. You can make clothes with it."

"Why so many?" Ren Heyin was taken aback, and repeatedly refused to say: "This is too much, I only need two copies."

"Not many, it's just that the leather is bigger." Qing said, "I have made enough clothes for Han and Duo. There are still a lot of leathers in the cave that I haven't brought over. You can use these first and make two sets of clothes. Pants, make another cloak, and the leather will run out."

Ren Heyin looked at the leather, and then at the blue that neatly took the leather out. He didn't believe it, and hesitated, "You really have enough leather?"

Qingjian looked like him and said with a smile: "What do you lie to you? Look at my leather jacket, isn't it warm?"

Qing wore a complete set of animal skin clothes today, with fur facing inward, long-sleeved shirt, pants, animal skin shoes, and hat. It looked very warm.

Ren Heyin just touched his hand, and his hand was also very warm.

Ren Heyin nodded.

Qing laughed and said: "We fight back so many prey every day, and the leathers are not thrown away. So many leathers are enough for each family. That is to say, you just came this year and lack this."

Ren He Yin thought for a while, and finally accepted, "Thank you."

"It's all neighbors, what are you polite." Qing took out the leather and smoothed it out. "Don't go out hunting this morning. Just make winter clothes in the tribe and go back in the afternoon or tomorrow. It's too cold now. If you don’t have enough clothes to go out, you will be sick."

Ren Heyin also knew this truth, he nodded, "Well, I will make the clothes first before going out."

Qing still has things to do, so he left after explaining the words.

On the small platform, Ren Heyin took the simmered mashed fruit, the hot dried fish and meat back, and after a brief breakfast, he began to make clothes for himself.

The Orcs hardly need needles, threads, scissors and other items to make clothes, and their claws are the most useful tool.

Ren Heyin didn't need it either. He popped out his claws and cut the fur according to the charcoal drawing, then drilled a row of tiny holes in the edge, tied the two pieces of fur with small vines, and made clothes and pants smoothly.

This time he made clothes, he also specially made out the underwear.

Because of the conditions, he couldn't wear underwear. He always felt very awkward. Now that he has the conditions, he has to make two sets of how to find them.

He has quick hands and feet. In the morning, he made two tops, two trousers, three panties, and a cloak.

Of the two jackets and pants, one is larger and the other is smaller. If the weather is too cold, he can wear both of them.

If it's still cold with two sets of animal skins on, he can put on another cloak.

As long as the weather here doesn't drop to minus thirty or forty degrees, he should be able to dress warm this 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)

☆, **** and garlic

In the afternoon, Ren Heyin did not rest, but went out to gather with the Orcs in the tribe.

The animal skins Qing brought were very clean, so there was no need to wash the clothes separately. It was cold, so Ren Heyin put on the new animal skin clothes directly.

He is tall, with snow-white skin, thin and thin, wearing animal leather clothes and pants, and he has a completely different feeling from the sub-orcs in the tribe.

Especially under the gray animal skin, his white and slender neck and long straight collarbone were exposed, so that many orcs without a partner hurriedly moved their eyes after just one glance, and their hearts were beating out of their throats.

Ren He faintly noticed the minds of the orcs, and he went to look for Qing with his basket on his back.

Qing Gang just took a nap, saw him in front of the cave, smiled, and greeted him, "Come in and sit, wait a moment, I'll come right away."

Ren Heyin went in, he had been to the Green Cave several times, and he was familiar with it.

This time it was rare in broad daylight. He looked around and found that the green cave was well organized, and there were several baskets on the corner of the wall to hold things, in addition to wooden basins and bowls, all neatly stacked together.

The smell in the cave is very fresh, with an indescribable faint fragrance.

Compared with other caves that Ren Heyin has visited, this cave is the cleanest and tidy.

Qing wore an extra lace-up animal skin jacket on her body, put a basket on her back, turned her head and said to Ren Heyin, "Let's go."

"Are you going to call someone else?"

"No, they should all be waiting below."

Ren Heyin and Qing walked side by side. When they reached the foot of the mountain, a row of Orcs were sitting on wooden block chairs and waiting. Seeing them coming down, they greeted: "There are still a few people who haven't come. You may have to wait a little longer."

"It's okay." Qing raised his head and looked at the sky, and said, "It's still early."

Ren Heyin and Qing joined their chat together. Ren Heyin has not spoken very much, but if someone asks him, he will usually answer irrelevant questions.

After waiting for a while, everyone was gathered, and they walked out of the tribe with their baskets on their backs.

This time everyone went upstream along the river.

This is also where Ren Heyin first came.

The sub-orcs are very familiar with this area. They all know where there are fruits and edible stems.

Ren Heyin learned a lot of information in their chat.

Now everyone has to go up, and only pick food when they come back, so as not to be in vain for so long.

During the period, everyone saw a lot of yam vines. Now everyone knows that the roots of this vine can be eaten. Whenever they encounter them, they try their best to dig them out, hide them in the bushes, and take them back when they come back.

They didn't know that there were edible stems under this vine. They had never picked it before. Now there are many wild yam.

The wild yam, which can move more than ten or twenty catties, is very laborious to dig, especially in some places where the soil is so hard that it can't be dug out even if several sticks are broken.

Some of the sub-orcs sighed, "This yam is delicious, but it's too hard to dig."

Qing raised his eyes and said: "It's better to dig it hard than to get hungry, so hurry up."

"So many yam, do you want to save a little bit for digging in spring? If you can dig so much in spring, you won't have to be hungry in spring."

Qing shook his head, "You can go to other places in spring, dig out what you can find now, and talk about it after the winter."

Hearing what he said, everyone stopped talking and worked hard.

Ren Heyin also dug.

He doesn't eat with the tribe, what he dug is his.

When they were digging, they were looking for old roots, and it took a long time to dig a plant.

Ren Heyin had been digging very fast, and he dared not rest when he was tired, so he was afraid that the orcs would stop and wait for him or help him if he was too slow.

As soon as he moved quickly, it seemed that the Orcs were extremely slow. He had already dug one plant, and the rest had dug most of it.

Ren Heyin glanced around, and there was no other yam to dig nearby, and there was not enough time for him to dig a second one.

He glanced around, and wanted to go to the forest, so he said to Qing, "Qing, I will go nearby to see if there is anything else to eat."

Qing Wenyan immediately stopped his work, wiped his sweat, and said: "I'll go with you. We have explored the neighborhood many times. There is no other food except some wild fruits. I will take you to pick wild fruits. "

"No, don't you still have to dig the yam? I'll walk around, you call me when you finish digging, and come over when you hear me." Ren Heyin smiled, revealing his white and neat teeth, and said: "I don't know if there is any. What food you can’t recognize and eat, I’ll try my luck."

Qing also smiled, and thumped his waist and said, "Then you can look for it nearby, don't go far."

Ren Heyin responded, carrying a basket on his back and walking towards the forest on the right with a wooden stick.

Yesterday, he searched for common medicinal materials in the subtropical zone, which are heat-clearing, anti-inflammatory, and tonic. I don’t know if this kind of relatively primitive forest can find any treasures. Even if there are no particularly useful medicinal materials, I can dig some heat-clearing and anti-inflammatory medicines. Useful.

He will live in this tribe for many years in the future, so he has to keep some common medicines so as not to panic when he needs to use it temporarily.

They walked up the river, which is actually a valley.

After a while, Ren Heyin discovered plantain. The effect of plantain is to clear away heat, diuresis and treat lung fever. Ren Heyin dug up two plants and put them in the back basket.

He continued to walk aside, and after walking for a long time, he found no other herbs.

It's a bitter winter, but there are still lush water plants here.

Ren Heyin saw many familiar grasses. He didn't know if he had seen it on earth, or he had seen it too many times since he came here.

He walked across a piece of grass and found eggs of unknown birds in the grass. There were a whole nest of five, each of which was bigger than his fist.

He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly. The egg was cold. Maybe the adult died unexpectedly or abandoned the nest when he went out.

Ren Heyin gently put the bird eggs in his basket, and pulled out some grass by the way, intending to separate the bird eggs from each other, so as not to break them.

Under this pull, he immediately smelled a pungent taste.

It tastes like green onions and garlic.

? !

Ren Heyin's heart trembled, and he hurriedly opened his palms, carefully observing the weeds drawn in his palms.

At this sight, he quickly found a few garlic leaves inside.

He put the broken leaves under his nose and smelled it, and a bright smell of garlic came over his face.

It's really garlic!

Wild garlic!

Ren Heyin's mood didn't know how to describe it for a while.

Joy filled his mind, making him a little dizzy.

To be on the safe side, he stretched out his tongue and licked the section of the leaf lightly.

The spicy garlic spiciness spread quickly on the tongue, rushing and spicy, Ren Heyin took a "sizzle" breath, and quickly spit out the garlic juice in his mouth.

This is garlic, absolutely!

Ren Heyin was excited, but he didn't expect to be so lucky today that he actually found Garlic.

He squatted down hastily and carefully searched among the weeds.

Soon he found more than a dozen garlic plants, and when he pulled them up, he saw that round garlic had grown underneath.

The garlic is just slightly bigger than his thumb, and it's firm when pinched up.

He hurriedly put the garlic sprouts in the back basket and continued to search nearby.

Sure enough, there is a piece of garlic growing here. The garlic head is not big. It even looks extremely small in this weed. The garlic leaves are also a little thin, and they are accidentally covered by the weeds.

Ren Heyin squatted and looked for it inch by inch. He cherished these wild garlic very much, and he paid special attention to digging together with the roots when digging.

These garlics are too important. Maybe this is the only piece. He plans to bring them back to the tribe to plant them. If he can't find other garlic, he will use these garlics to grow them and eat them himself in the future.

Ten plants, twenty plants, thirty plants...

Ren Heyin's eyes were bright, and he was addicted to squatting on the ground.

"Hidden—" Someone in the far forest called him, with a green voice, "Where are you?"

"Here! On the right hand side, I found new food!" Ren Heyin shouted excitedly, "New varieties, come and see!"

"Got it! Come here now!"

The Orcs were very excited when he heard this, and hurriedly ran over with their baskets on their backs.

"Yin, where are you? What food?!"

"Here!" Ren Heyin stood up from the grass and waved to them with a smile, raised the garlic in his hand, and said to them: "Look, garlic!"

The Orcs have come to the front, and they stretched their heads to look at them.

An orc recognized what he was holding, and said disappointedly: "Is it cooking vegetables?"

"This dish is not tasty, it's rushing."

"It makes the tongue hurt."

"The leaves are also very thick, they bite constantly, and they are all scum."

The sub-orcs babbled, supplementing the information they know.

Ren Heyin:? ? ?

"This dish is also a spice. We usually use it as a spice." Ren He explained hurriedly: "Like several other spices, it doesn't taste good when eaten alone, so it has to be used for seasoning."

Qing leaned in to observe and said, "Is that good? I know where it is. I will take you to pick it next time."

Ren He hurriedly nodded, "Okay, I have been looking for this for a long time, but haven't found it."

Ren Heyin put the garlic seedlings in the back basket, had an idea, and asked quickly: "Qing, do you know ginger? I eat stems, which are relatively tender and taste a bit spicy. If you eat it, you will get hot and sweaty—"

He looked forward to sweeping