Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

The three of them worked together to make noodles from more than a thousand kilograms of flour in one day, and let the rest of the tribe continue.

Qiao Xin told Mao Bai that except for the cubs' milk tomorrow, the rest would be given to her.

Mao Bai knew that Qiao Xin was planning to find another way to store the goat milk, and was very excited, "I'll come over tomorrow to help."

"Okay." Qiao Xin gave Mao Bai and Bai Ru the reward for coming to help, and went straight home.

There was still some ground flour at home, so she went back and kneaded it to make dumplings.

When Lang Rui led the hunting team back in the evening, the square was covered with white dried noodles, attracting the attention of others.

"Is this noodles?"

"It's so thin, it feels like it will break when touched."

“It’s amazing how many different foods can be made with flour.”

"Yes, the fish is wrapped in flour and deep-fried. It's very fragrant."

"Fox, you eat alone."

"My friend did it. If you have the ability, you can also find a friend to do it."

"I have no ability."

"Hey, follow the example of the clan leader. When you go hunting, you can dig up a few plants and bring them back to comfort Master Qiao Xin."

"My collection is all about teeth and feathers. Probably only Master Qiao Xin in the tribe likes flowers."

Everyone was laughing and joking and returned to the warehouse door. Lu Yao would wait here every day to register the results of everyone's labor. After registration, the people who came back from hunting would divide the prey into pieces. Soon there would be people coming from every household. , receive your own share.

Everyone in the hunting party gets a little extra.

Lang Rui took his own share and carefully carried a tightly wrapped package back home.

Qiao Xin heard the sound and looked up to see Lang Rui carrying about ten pounds of meat, "I made the noodles and was about to make dumplings. I was waiting for you to bring back the meat. What kind of meat is it today?"

Lang Rui raised the corner of his mouth, "I ordered a piece of leg meat and a piece of bear meat. It's fat and thin, just right for making dumplings."

Qiao Xin opened her eyes wide, "Have you encountered a bear?"

Lang Rui poured a bowl of water to drink, exhaled lightly, washed his hands, and started to chop the meat, "Well, I met a black bear. It was very strong, more than four meters tall, enough to feed the tribe for two days. It won't be there tomorrow." Went hunting, are these all included?”

Qiao Xin frowned and looked at Lang Rui, "Are you injured?"

Lang Rui let her look at him from both sides, then took a knife and started to cut the bear meat into small pieces, "I'm not injured. Ma Tian couldn't avoid it and was caught. It's been dealt with."

Qiao Xin saw a few stab marks on his back, but otherwise there was nothing wrong with it.

The evening breeze blows, and the grape leaves turn into green waves, making a rustling sound, and the sound of chopping meat is clear and pleasant.

Qiao Xin felt relieved and saw a bright red color from the corner of her eye.

This was also brought back by Lang Rui. It was wrapped tightly with big leaves, and a flower bone was exposed at the top, which was as big as a fist. It had not fully bloomed, with a hint of red.

Qiao Xin squatted down and was surprised.

Dahlia?

But this is too big!

After being stunned for a moment, Qiao Xin removed the big leaves, revealing a plant as tall as a person, covered with flower buds, all in bud, and more than one color, yellow in the middle with white edges, pink and white, and One flower turned out to be water-red with wavy edges.

Including the bright red before, there are four colors in total. Lang Rui dug up five or six plants of each color.

Lang Rui pointed to the slope on the right where the pig pen is located, "It will definitely look good if planted there."

Qiao Xin is a person of action. She immediately picked up the bundle of dahlias, picked up the hoe, and went down the slope. She dug holes and planted them all at once, covering the entire small slope.

In order to increase the survival rate, Qiao Xin also mixed some spiritual spring water and poured it on.

There are several flower buds on the top of each branch, hidden behind the leaves, like shy beauties.

"Lang Rui, what kind of plant is this? Have you seen it?" Qiao Xin stood there and shouted to Lang Rui.

Lang Rui kept his hands on it, but kept his eyes on Qiao Xin, "Well, it's called Face."

Qiao Xin: "...Is it because the flowers are as big as your face? Is it because even inedible plants don't deserve a nice name in the eyes of orcs?"

Lang Rui actually nodded.

Qiao Xin rolled her eyes, "It will be called Dahlia from now on."

Lang Rui glanced around, "Is it because you call it that name?"

Qiao Xin smiled, "Well, if our tribe solves the problem of food and clothing, we should build some spiritual civilization facilities, such as planting some beautiful flowers and green trees to decorate it. Living in such a beautiful city will make you feel happy. .”

Lang Rui pursed his lips. When he was a child, he lived on the grassland, which was covered with animal skin tents and dirt everywhere. Even after he entered the Black Armor City, it was still bare and there were no flowers or plants planted to decorate it.

He imagined that the now clean and tidy Chinese tribe would one day plant brightly colored flowers and plants, which would indeed look better than just growing vegetables.

"If you plant flowers in the future, where will you plant vegetables?"

Qiao Xin pointed in the direction of Qingshi Mountain. When the city wall was built, the entire Qingshi Mountain and Black Stone Mountain were enclosed. With the continuous excavation of Qingshi Mountain, a large area was gradually cleared, "Where will we be in the future?" Build a house instead of living in a cave. If one day, our tribe increases its number of people again and we can’t live here, then we will expand outward. This is the inner city, and expanding outward will become the outer city.”

Lang Rui: "What if it can't be expanded? I don't want to destroy the forest here." Every orc has a deep-rooted concept of protecting the forest.

Qiao Xin took a deep look at Lang Rui and waved her hand, "If we can't expand further, we will choose another location to build villages and towns, and keep pushing out. But I hope that day will come slowly. If we take too big a step, we will easily get involved. crotch."

Lang Rui put the chopped meat in his hand into the stainless steel basin, "I'll just tell you, the meat is chopped, you can make the stuffing! I'll call Lang Qing's family and Mao Bai over to eat later. They may not like it." Eat what I cook.”

Qiao Xin came over, wrapped her arms around Lang Rui's waist, and placed her face, which had just been washed with cold water, on Lang Rui's back. "Humph, they don't like to eat, but I like to eat."

Lang Rui knew that these were her words to coax him, but he was very impressed. He hugged Qiao Xin back and said, "I'll ask them to come over. You can adjust first."

Soon Lang Qing came over with Lang Yu in his arms. Lang Yu kept struggling. When he saw Qiao Xin, he immediately complained with a mournful face, "My father stabbed me with his beard."

Qiao Xin brought the reconciled bear meat to the stone table on the platform. In summer, their family ate on the platform, which was not so hot.

"Then you stab him back."

Lang Qing put Lang Yu on the ground and was free. Lang Yu ran to Qiao Xin's feet and raised his head, "I don't have a beard."

Qiao Xin touched his head and smoothed his hair, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Lang Yu thought for a while and said, "No food."

Everyone: "..."

Lang Rui looked at Lang Qing and saw his scalp tightening.

Lang Rui: "Is this how you raise cubs?"

"No." Lang Qing answered bravely.

Lang Rui: "Then where did he learn not to eat?"

Lang Qing was too embarrassed to say that the child was usually too naughty and couldn't be controlled, so he scared him with food. How could he really not give him food? He was just talking about it. Who would have thought? The child learned the lesson and he looked for help. Xiang Bairu.

Bai Ru ignored him at all, that's right!

Lang Yu saw that his father was being scolded by the clan leader so much that he couldn't even lift his head. He grinned with joy. After a while, he felt it was enough, and then ran to Lang Rui, "Brother, I'm not angry anymore."

Lang Qing raised his fist as if to hit him. Lang Rui gave him a cold look and immediately gave up, "Make dumplings, make dumplings."