Lord: Married To A Countess At The Beginning

Quentin and Candice looked at each other, and Quentin knew that Candice couldn't listen to his words.

He could only sigh: "In that case, how do you solve the food problem?"

Candice frowned slightly. She never considered these issues. Quentin had always been responsible for these things.

She just needs to get stronger.

Candice: "There is plenty of food in the tribe, and the wolf warriors can also go out hunting."

As soon as she finished speaking, many people agreed.

They have built a lot of granaries during this period, and they can survive this winter no matter what. When spring comes, it will be their hunting time.

Quentin glanced at the entire banquet venue.

There were leftover food and drinks everywhere, and the garbage on the floor was almost all wasted food.

Quentin felt heartbroken when he saw it, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Is there enough food?"

Quentin showed a sarcastic smile: "Who told you?"

Candice pointed to several newly built granaries: "That much food is enough for us to consume.

Quentin shook his head and looked at the few old werewolves who had just stood up to support him.

"Before I left, I told you not to let the clansmen take too much food at once. What's the situation now? It's such a pity that so much food has been wasted!"

Hearing Quentin's inquiry, several old werewolves sighed guiltily and helplessly: "It's not because you are no longer here, those little wolf cubs, with the support of Bach, broke into the last granary and put All the little food was taken away."

An old werewolf told what happened.

Quentin closed his eyes after hearing this.

The consumption of food this time was not small. At least a quarter of the last stored food was eaten, or even more.

Winter is still very long, there are still about two months before spring comes and flowers bloom.

Two months…………

It's not long, it's not short.

In previous years, the wolf tribe felt that winter was not difficult because they were used to being hungry and accumulating food, so there would not be a large number of pregnancy among the tribe members.

But this winter will be long.

They don't store enough food. After experiencing the days of having enough to eat and drink every day, how many people in the tribe will keep the habit of storing food?

Many people focused their attention on the young werewolves who were grabbing food from the granary.

"What are you looking at? You guys clearly had a great time eating just now, and it wasn't just for a few of us. What's wrong with taking a little food? We have so much food, how can we not have enough to eat.

A young werewolf said to the people around him.

Many people felt a little relieved after seeing those granaries, and felt that Quentin was exaggerating.

How could so much food not survive a winter?

"Yes, Elder Quentin, aren't our many granaries all filled with food?"

Someone echoed.

Quentin glanced at them, then shook his head and said, "There was indeed a lot of food, enough for our tribe to survive the winter."

"But during this period of time, almost no one in the clan went out to hunt anymore. Everyone was at home eating food from the granary, and everyone no longer had the worries they had before, and their food intake was three to four times, or even more, than before."

"We even held such banquets every now and then, and the tribesmen gradually began not to value food."

"Half a month ago, the food in those granaries was almost exhausted and only the last bit was left."

"In the past half month, everything we eat has been transported from human cities. Because of the recent heavy snow, it is not suitable for transporting large quantities of food, so every time we eat ten o'clock and then eat again."

"Now that Sha has left, Gray has told me that food will no longer be provided to the wolves, and no one else is allowed to enter the city except those who support Sha.

After hearing Quentin's words, the expressions of the werewolves who were originally indifferent suddenly changed, and everyone was a little unbelievable.

They couldn't believe that all the food in the big granaries had been eaten up so quickly.

But they soon thought of what Quentin said. They had indeed been eating and drinking for a long time. Except for a small group of tribesmen, no one else paid attention to the food issue at all.

Because they no longer need to worry about food.

A strong man from the wolf tribe looked a little ugly, but he still kept calm. He walked up to Quentin and said respectfully: "Elder Quentin, can you give me the key to those grains?"

Quentin motioned to the old people behind him to take out the keys and handed them over.

"Go take a look, look at those empty warehouses."

After Quentin finished speaking, he turned around and left with the people.

Watching Quentin leave with a small group of people, Candice's face was a little unclear, but she didn't stop him because Quentin was leaving towards the inside of the tribe.

The first thing now is to determine the food.

She didn't expect that the tribe would be short of food.

Originally, she thought that the current tribe had developed and had enough food, so there was no need to worry about logistics. But at this time, Bach happened to awaken the power of blood.

It made her feel as if God was helping her.

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This gives her confidence about the future.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she drove away Sha, Quentin gave her a food shortage crisis.

Although she knew that Quentin would not joke about this kind of thing, she still took a chance.

It wasn't until those granaries were opened that they were really empty.

Looking at the empty warehouse, all the werewolves' expressions changed drastically, and then they went crazy and arrived at the only old warehouse with food.

The door lock here has been smashed, obviously by the group of young people just now. Because the old werewolf guarding the food refused to unlock it for them, they chose to solve it violently.

Seeing that only a small part of the food reserves were piled up in the warehouse, everyone inevitably fell into panic.

In the snowy winter, if the wolves are short of food...

In this desolate place, no one would trade food with them.

The result that awaits them is death.

At this time, someone finally panicked.

“There’s really no food left!”

"Damn, I just threw away a lot of food!"

"My wife is still pregnant, what should I do if there is no food?"

"Lady Candice! What should we do now?"

Some people looked at Candice, who had a livid face. One person spoke, and the others naturally looked at Candice.

She has the highest status here. Although there is a Bach with royal blood beside her, but Bach only obtained royal blood, so everyone still habitually seeks help from the person they are most familiar with.

Candice faced this situation for the first time.

She didn't know what else to do. Talking about hunting now was a joke.

While she was hesitating, Bach stood up on the side, and his calm voice made the werewolves quiet down.

"Everyone, don't be nervous. It's just food. I don't believe that without Sha, we will be hungry. I will discuss it with Elder Quentin. Elder Quentin will not really ignore us.

Bach said confidently.

Candice also nodded after hearing this. Indeed, Quentin is an extremely responsible person. He will always work hard for the tribe. At this time, he will not really let go.

When the other werewolves heard this, they all thought it made sense, so soon, a group of people walked towards the tribe in a mighty manner. .