The world of beasts breeds mountains and rivers [farming]

The adults in the tribe said how good-looking and capable this Little orc man was, and they were always curious, but the patriarch forbade everyone to disturb that little orc man.

Ren Heyin didn't take a few steps, when several people greeted him from below.

Both men and women, all young people.

Ren He looked at them vaguely, "?"

The teenagers were a little embarrassed to see him, you pushed me and I pushed you a few times.

After a few pushes, one of the tall and thin teenagers with wheat-colored skin came out more and more, walked over and said in a muffled voice, "I'll help you carry it."

Ren Heyin hurriedly said: "No, thank you."

Needless to say, the boy took the basket from his shoulders and carried it on his back, then walked down sullenly.

Ren Heyin had been working here for two years before coming here, and had no feeling for these shy teenagers, so he smiled and thanked him, "Thank you."

The other boys walked side by side with him, and the girl on the farthest side boldly asked: "Little Asian orc man, what's your name?"

Ren Heyin needed to react when he heard the long sentence. He paused for a few seconds before he understood what the girl asked, and replied, "My name is Ren Heyin."

It was the first time for this group of young people to hear a three-character name, and they all opened their mouths to read it, and found it difficult to pronounce it no matter how they read it.

The young man who helped him carry his things made a final decision, "Then we will tell you to hide."

Ren Heyin smiled again, "Okay."

As they walked down, the children Ren Heyin saw the day before yesterday also ran out, and rushed towards him as soon as their eyes lit up, "Brother Asian orc man!"

As soon as the children's giggles came out, the whole place seemed extremely lively.

Some other adults also came out to watch the fun, and more people were baking food in the open space at the foot of the mountain, and they should be cooking breakfast.

The match burned, with a nice smell of smoke and fire.

Many people on the road struck up a conversation with Ren Heyin curiously.

The boy and child next to him helped him explain, telling the tribe, "His name is Yin."

"There is meat in the back basket, wild boar."

In the orc language, the wild boar is not called by this name, Ren Heyin compared it in his heart, knowing the correct pronunciation of this animal here.

After a while, Ren Heyin and the others arrived at the foot of the mountain.

People in the tribe greeted him warmly.

An uncle with gray hair asked kindly: "Beastman of Little Asia, are you hungry? Let's have a bowl of soup first."

Before Ren Heyin could refuse, the uncle had already stuffed over a bowl of steaming hot soup. The wooden bowl contained it, and it was not hot to the touch.

The teenagers and children walking beside him salivated when they smelled the scent, and they scattered like birds and beasts to find bowls of soup.

"Hidden, here."

In the midst of the commotion, Ren Heyin heard a voice. He took a closer look and found that the one who stopped him was one of the men who came to his camp with the patriarch to look for him that day. Seeing him look over, the man waved to him.

The uncle who gave him the soup smiled and said: "The patriarch told you, go quickly."

Ren Heyin was in a hurry to carry the basket, the uncle picked up the basket with one hand and helped him to the patriarch's side, Ren Heyin was carrying the soup and walked over quickly.

"Patriarch." Ren Heyin was a little embarrassed.

"You are welcome to come and play in our tribe." Han kindly took a small square chair made of wood and handed it to him, "Sit."

Ren Heyin sat beside the fire with him, and he looked curiously at the dozen or so fires.

Food is being roasted on most of the fires, and there are three fires with white half-person-high containers that are cooking food.

This kind of container looks a bit like a stone in appearance, I don't know if it was pulled out with some special stone.

Ren Heyin withdrew his gaze, "Patriarch, this time, I brought you some wild pork to taste, thank you for the gift you gave me."

Han didn't expect that he would give meat to the tribe, his eyes were much gentler, "Thank you."

Ren Heyin smiled, took an animal skin bag from the wild boar, handed it to Han and said, "I saw a bag of salt inside, this is too expensive..."

"It's okay, and it's not hard to come by."

Seeing this, Ren Heyin cautiously asked: "Can you get salt? Can I exchange supplies from you for salt?"

He had spent the past few days searching for ways to get salt in the wild.

After eliminating the more difficult methods, he can only choose to eat animal blood or follow herbivores to find the soil they lick to see if they can precipitate salt.

He hadn't seen animals yet, and finding salt with animals was no less difficult than finding salt in the wild by himself. Drinking animal blood was easier, but he didn't dare to eat fresh blood. He had to wait until the clay pot was made to eat cooked blood clots.

It's okay to make do with it in the short term, but it's definitely not good to eat it in the long run.

Besides, without salt, you can't pass the level of seasoning alone.

He has only one person, and his manpower is weak, so it is difficult to find salt.

This relatively mature large tribe must have a way to obtain salt, otherwise they would not be able to live here in peace. Judging from the elders and children in the tribe, they have lived here for at least several generations.

Ren Heyin looked at Han's face anxiously after asking, afraid of causing taboo.

Han didn't think there was anything wrong, he looked at Ren Heyin, and said gently: "You don't need much salt by yourself, let us give you some."

Ren Heyin said embarrassedly: "It will be winter soon, and it's not easy to go hunting. I want to change some salt and make some bacon."

The word bacon does not exist in the orc language, so he directly transliterated it in Chinese.

Han asked: "What is bacon? Is it the special food of your tribe?"

"It's actually dried meat." Ren Heyin recalled the reddish-brown strips of meat that the children gave him, and said, "The meat harvested from hunting is marinated with salt, marinated for three days, and then hung out to dry. The dried meat is bacon. , can be stored for more than half a year."

The orc tribes make jerky with salt, cook the meat until it is half-cooked, and then put it on the leaves to dry, just like drying sweet potatoes, and you can take it back and eat it directly.

The orc who had been listening to them with his ears pricked up couldn't help but interjected curiously, "Is the bacon delicious?"

"Delicious!" Ren Heyin nodded without hesitation, "It's delicious when steamed, boiled, or roasted. It has a special fragrance. If you add some spices to marinate, the taste will be even better. .”

"What are spices?"

Ren Heyin was taken aback when he heard this, he has been in this world for almost ten days, and he has not found any spices that he used to use, whether it is onion, ginger, garlic or fennel star anise.

He thought for a while, "It is the fruit, bark, leaves, grass leaves, etc. that can smell good. They are not suitable for eating directly, but they can be used for seasoning, so that our food can be stained with their taste. Sometimes barbecue and You can also put some in the soup."

As soon as he said that, someone immediately ran to the cave where the food was stored, took two big handfuls of things, squeezed them over, and asked, "Is this it?"

Ren Heyin took a piece of bark and a seed-like thing from his two hands respectively, put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed them.

His sense of smell is very sensitive now, and these two things do have a strange scent, not the scent of flowers, but the slightly pungent scent of spices.

He nodded, "As long as these two things are not poisonous."

The people next to him were very excited, huddled together and looked at Ren Heyin with sparkling eyes.

The man asked, "Then how do I use this?"

"It can be used for stewing meat, and it can also be ground into powder when roasting meat and sprinkled on the roast meat. If you can marinate meat, you can also add some spice powder to it when marinating meat."

The people next to me couldn't wait, their eyes lit up, "How to stew stew, can you teach us?"

Ren Heyin thought about building a good relationship with the neighbors, nodded when he heard the words, and asked: "Just use wild pork to stew? Can you empty a stone pot for me?"

He pointed to the stone pot on the fire.

Naturally, people have no opinion.

Ren Heyin thought for a while, and then asked: "Can this kind of stone pot be heated and pour cold water directly?"

An old man in the crowd answered him, "It's best not to, it's easy to crack."

Ren Heyin said: "Then is it convenient to find a large thin stone slab for me? If you want it to be baked on it. If there are any edible fruits and vegetables in the tribe, please find some."

The hunting efficiency of the orcs is very high. The prey they hunted yesterday have been preliminarily processed and piled up in the small thatched hut. It's okay if they don't go today.

Compared with hunting, everyone is more curious about the new food brought by the unfamiliar Little orc people.

Their ancestors have lived here for so long, and they have encountered very few new things. The stewed meat mentioned by the Little Asian orc people greatly aroused their curiosity.

Patriarch Han watched them tossing and did not stop them.

With everyone's collective wisdom and efforts, they quickly found all the things Ren Heyin asked for.

Three kinds of spices, three kinds of rhizomes of unknown origin, two kinds of dried vegetables and a small handful of edible mushrooms.

Ren Heyin asked them to cut the meat into mahjong-sized pieces, and then put the meat in a stone pot under cold water, and asked them to light a fire to cook.

The stone slab was also erected with stones, waiting for Ren Heyin's order to start a fire.

Ren Heyin asked them to cut up the rhizome and cut it into pieces slightly larger than the meat.

After the rhizome is cut, it is hard and pink, it looks like it is full of starch, and it is the type that can withstand cooking.

He didn't know what the taste of these roots was, but if more ingredients were added, the taste of the food would be richer, and it would be more delicious than the old and old-fashioned barbecue and boiled meat.

All kinds of fruits brought were cut open.

Ren Heyin picked two kinds of sweet and sour fruits with a special fragrance and relatively few seeds and put them aside for later use.

Dried vegetables and mushrooms were also washed and placed in wooden bowls.

The water in the big stone pot gradually heated up, and after boiling, the blood of the wild boar came out, condensing into pieces of brown blood foam.

Ren Heyin fished out the blood foam and motioned for them to raise the fire under the stone slab.

This is a huge stone slab, as big as a round table that can seat eleven or twelve people, and it is not afraid that [-] to [-] catties of meat will not be cooked.

Ren Heyin waited until the blood was almost foaming up, and ordered the fire to be withdrawn, and fished out all the meat inside with a rattan basket.

The wild boar has not been castrated, the meat is a little old and has a bit of a smell, it will be much better if the blood foam is removed.

The pork in the rattan basket was poured onto the stone slab, and many bubbles rose up with a sizzling sound.

Ren Heyin took the long wooden spoon and patiently started frying the meat.

The sun had risen, reflecting the fine down on his fair cheeks a gold, and the long eyelashes seemed to glow.

Many teenagers and children in the tribe were stunned, even the adults couldn't look away.

For a moment, many people held their breath subconsciously.

Ren Heyin was very patient. This wild boar was half-sized and it was autumn. Its body was finger-thick in fat. After the water on the meat evaporated, the fat was slowly fried out, giving off a sizzling sound.

He broke the three spices into small pieces and fried them with the meat on the slate.

A strange fragrance rose slowly.

Almost everyone believes that spices do make food taste better.

Ren Heyin stretched out his hand and wiped his sweat with his arm, "You can pour out the water that cooked the meat over there, wash the stone pot, and boil half a pot of new water."

Someone nearby immediately went to work, went to the upper reaches of the river to fill most of the stone pot of water, and asked, "Is this okay?"

Ren Heyin nodded, "Almost."

So they started to boil water again.

The meat on the stone slab was fried to a burnt brown color, exuding a burst of fragrance.

The orcs who had just finished breakfast were hungry again.

Ren Heyin grabbed a large handful of salt from the salt shaker nearby, and evenly sprinkled it on the meat.

The salty smell came up, and the smell became stronger, and many people swallowed beside them.

Ren Heyin then put in the flesh of two fruits, fried it for a while, scooped out the flesh with a wooden spoon, and handed it to the crowd, "It's ready to eat now, let's try it."

A young man couldn't wait, picked a piece in the spoon, turned his left and right hands back and forth to dissolve the heat, and before turning his hands a few times, he couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, hissing and inhaling while chewing.

The sweet and sour meat in the salty aroma burst into gravy in his mouth, and the boy couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "It's delicious!"

The others couldn't help it, and stretched out their hands one after another.

Even children have their own father, mother or father pinch a piece, blow it cold and stuff it into their mouths.

For a while, there were chewing sounds all around.

Ren Heyin smiled, "The meat now has one flavor, and the stewed meat has another flavor. Both ways of eating are fine."

As he spoke, he put down the plant roots and stir-fried them. After a few stir-fries, he added mushrooms and dried vegetables.

There is no chicken essence soy sauce, etc., so you can only borrow the umami taste of mushrooms and dried vegetables.

After the mushrooms were fried, Ren Heyin motioned for everyone to help, then poured the entire slate into hot water and started to stew.

Soon, dense water vapor rushed towards the face, and the whole camp was filled with the smell of food.

The author has something to say: Thank you Natsuhi for the mine!

Thank you Fengluo for the 120 bottles of nutrient solution, thank you Feibai for the 46 bottles of nutrient solution, and thank you Sweeping Monk for the [-] bottles of nutrient solution!

I have received everyone's love, I will work hard to write more!Rose Novel Network, Rose Novel Network, everyone remember to bookmark or remember the URL, URL m.meiguixs.net Rose Novel Network is free and fastest updated without anti-theft and without anti-theft. Wrong chapter. Ask for books and find books. Please add qq to chat with book friends Group: 647377658 (group number)

☆, moving

Dry firewood burns blazingly under a stone pot.

The fire licked the bottom of the pot, and a large amount of water vapor surged up, emitting bursts of strong fragrance.

Ren Heyin scooped a small spoonful of soup into the wooden bowl, tasted it a little, the soup was slightly weak, but very fresh.

The people around watched him taste it eagerly, and his neck stretched long.

The cubs' big eyes were black and white, they were swallowing their saliva and waiting, their immature faces were full of eagerness and earnestness.

Ren Heyin clearly heard the sound of swallowing saliva from beside him, and felt a little amused and a little sad at the same time.

Time passed by little by little, and the water vapor in the big stone pot surged up one after another, with a tantalizing fragrance.

The fire is still burning, the soup has thickened, showing a viscous texture, the soup is oily, with the sauce color of dried vegetables and roots.

Ren Heyin looked at the expecting crowd around him, smiled, put salt in for the last time, tasted it again, then turned to the crowd and said, "Okay."

"Okay! Yin said it!"

"Hurry up, where is the bowl?!"

"Bowl! Uncle help me pack it first!"

A group of children and half-grown teenagers turned around excitedly to get their own bowls, and some of them had been waiting with their bowls for a long time. At this moment, they were desperately rushing to the pot like a bird waiting to be fed.

A middle-aged man looked at the child at his feet, and asked expectantly and cautiously: "Yin, can we eat?"

"Yes." Ren Heyin looked at Han, asking for his opinion with his eyes, "Patriarch, is it okay?"

Han stood beside him, nodded, "Everyone, let's start eating."

The people standing next to them immediately came up quickly, scooped out the food in the pot with the wooden spoon, and distributed it to everyone.

The first bowl of stew was served to Han.

The second bowl was served to Ren Heyin.

Ren Heyin didn't refuse either, and smiled and blew on the hot air, sat not far from Han and took a sip of the soup, then scooped up the stew with a spoon and ate it.

The meat that was about to melt was wrapped in thick gravy, and Ren Heyin used chopsticks to send the trembling meat into his mouth.

The stewed meat is tender and sweet, with almost no smell of mutton. The meat is tremblingly placed on the tongue and it will fall apart. The unique sweetness of fat meat bursts on the tip of the tongue, followed by the freshness of dried vegetables and fruits Sweet came out too.

This dish is so delicious.

The rich taste is like dancing on the tip of the tongue.

Even on earth, Ren Heyin had never eaten meat that was more delicious than this. For a while, his eyes almost turned red.

After eating such a mouthful of meat, he scooped up another piece of plant root and ate it. The pink and glutinous root was full of gravy, and it was fragrant and noodle.

The mushrooms are full of juice, and it is full of gravy when you bite, which is fresh and delicious.

The dried vegetables themselves have a little sweetness, and the fiber is very chewy, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

After eating the dishes in the bowl, take a sip of the soup and swallow it slowly.

Cool!

Ren Heyin narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

After coming here for so many days, he finally ate a decent meal, he sighed silently, both satisfied and regretful.

Ren Heyin, who was used to delicious food, felt that today's stew was excellent, not to mention this group of orcs who ate barbecue and boiled meat all day long.

Many people have food in their mouths and are reluctant to swallow it at the first bite.

They put the food in their mouths with great care, savoring every taste silently.

A few gray-haired old people even had tears in their eyes. They looked at the food in the bowl and then at Ren Heyin, not knowing what they remembered.

The children didn't have so many complicated thoughts, and they didn't care about the heat. They quickly swallowed the first bowl and ran to the pot with the bowl in their hands, "Uncle, I want more."

"Me too! I can still eat three bowls!"

"I can eat five bowls!"

"I'll eat ten bowls!"

The man surrounded by children begging turned to look at the patriarch.

It was rare for Han to be in a daze while holding the bowl. When he met the eyes of the tribe, he nodded to indicate to the other party to scoop it up.

The man turned around and scooped up a second bowl for the children with a smile on his face.

There are three hundred people in a tribe, and there are not many stews in the big stone pot. Each person has a bowl of vegetables, and soon the bottom of the pot will be left.

The children scooped another round, but there was not much.

The teenagers sitting not far away look at the pot, look at the kids who are so happy to show their white teeth, especially a kid who has already started to lose his teeth, and his pink and tender gums are exposed inside, looking very childish and festive .

The teenagers let go of the thought of going to fight again in their hearts, and ate the food in the bowl cherishingly.

Some adults tasted the taste, took a few bites, and then they were reluctant to eat, and sat and chatted with the food in the bowl.

Then Ren Heyin saw that a certain child had finished eating the food in the bowl, jumped up and wanted to see the pot, and when he yelled for more, the adult beckoned him to come over and poured the food in the bowl to him.

The child gave it a few nudges and did not push it away, and then happily grinned and went to the side to eat.

After Ren Heyin finished eating half a bowl, he looked up and saw this scene, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

His grandma used to be like this too. When he was a child, his family was poor. His grandma went to someone’s house as a guest and was forced to stuff an orange. His grandma only ate two petals, and brought the rest back to him in her pocket.

At that time, he was still ignorant, and when he saw something delicious, he ate it all by himself, and then his grandma passed away early, and sometimes when he thought of these things, he would feel a pang in his heart, sore and uncomfortable.

Ren Heyin said to Han who was sitting next to him: "You can make this kind of food yourself in the future."

Han nodded, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ren Heyin and invited again, "Yin, do you want to live in the tribe? We have spare caves. If you don't like living with other people, you can live alone in the cave next to you."

Ren Heyin followed him and turned to look at the large and small caves on the mountain wall.

These are all stone caves, some deep and some shallow, tidy them up well, they will be much more comfortable than his little earth cave.

His eyes were a little complicated, and there was both expectation and fear in his heart.

People who are used to living in steel cities find it difficult to adapt to this intimate small society.

Han saw the looseness on his face, smiled and said gently: "You don't need to join our tribe, just be a neighbor, there is a small cave there, you can live there."

Han pointed to a place halfway up the mountain. There were only a few caves and no one lived there. "It's very cold in winter. It's not easy for you to live alone and keep watch. It's safer to live with us."

Warmth and safety issues in winter are big problems, and extremely hungry beasts can easily attack people.

Ren Heyin hesitated.

Han didn't give him time to hesitate, and directly raised his voice and said to a young man in the crowd: "Duo, you and your friends are going to help Yin move things."

After hearing this, Duo quickly raised her head and asked, "Father, do you want to join our tribe?"

Many people couldn't care less about the food in the bowl, and hurriedly raised their heads to look at them.

"Be a neighbor first." After Han finished speaking, he gestured to a handsome man sitting not far away, and his voice softened, "Qing, you will clean up the cave on the top and hide it later."

Qing smiled, "Okay."

Ren Heyin saw that he had made arrangements in a blink of an eye, and finally accepted the result with a smile.

It is also not a good choice to live alone in the presence of companions.

Especially this group of orcs are all good, friendly, enthusiastic, and caring for children, it shouldn't be too uncomfortable to get along with such people.

Ren Heyin originally thought that there were only a few people going to help him move, but he did not expect that more than 30 teenagers and more than 20 children in the tribe would be dispatched together.

There were about a dozen or so half-grown children in the tribe who wanted to come together, but were stopped by the adults, so they had to stop.

Ren Heyin felt a little strange, why some children could follow him and others couldn't, but it was hard to ask at this time.

Among the more than 30 teenagers, there are men and women, and there are only seven girls, all of whom are vigorous and lively.

The same goes for the children, the girls are very few in number.

Ren Heyin felt that this male to female ratio was too strange.

Just as he was thinking, Duo asked, "Yin, can you see it when you go down the mountain?"

"Yeah." Ren Heyin pointed to the mountain, "Go up the mountain first and then go down."

"Okay, let's hurry up and come back for lunch later."

Everyone was excited and their pace quickened a little.

The children following behind had small arms and legs, and they were about to fall behind.

Ren Heyin just wanted the teenagers to slow down and wait for these kids.

Unexpectedly, the children took off the animal skin skirt one by two, hung the rope on the animal skin skirt around their own necks, and then rolled on the ground with a few "owoo" sounds, turning into a group of fluffy little tigers, Little leopard, little lion.

One of the little white tigers stretched out its tongue and licked its own pink nose before shaking its body, touching the ground with its fat paws, and ran away jolting.

Ren Heyin looked at their chubby little bodies, his palms felt a little itchy, and he wanted to squat down and rub them.

The little orcs were very lively in their beast form, with one or two short legs moving very fast, and they ran in front of Ren Heyin and the others in a while.

They had been to Ren Heyin's camp once before, and they didn't need a guide at this time.

Ren Heyin walked quickly among the crowd, and they arrived at the camp before the sun was in the middle.

This group of teenagers and children were curious about everything, looking back and forth between the pork that Ren Heyin had dried on dry vines and the pottery mud he placed next to the foot of the mountain.

When they saw the small cave where he lived, and it was difficult to turn around, many people showed sympathy in their eyes.

Seeing their sympathy, Ren Heyin felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Please put away the meat for me, there are still some small dried fish here."

There are two baskets here, although they are not full.

He brought out several baskets from the cave, one was filled with the package that the child brought over that day, the other was filled with half a basket of sour yellow fruits, and the other was filled with big rabbit skins, stones, flakes of stone, tinder jars, etc. sundries.

He turned around and dug out two lumps of mud from under the ashes, and said, "Here are some wild boar viscera, do you want to try it?"

Everyone present remembered the bowl of meat they ate not long ago, their eyes lit up, and their faces showed anticipation.

The little beast cubs turned back into the form of orcs again, no matter boys or girls, they all hurriedly tore off the animal skin skirts from their necks and put them around their waists, shouting, "Yes, Brother Yin, I want to eat!"

"Brother Yin, I want it too!"

Ren Heyin knocked open the mud ball, opened the leaves, and a sour smell wafted out.

The aroma of internal organs wafted out, and the tentacles were still warm.

Everyone felt hungry again in an instant.

Ren Heyin gave them a share, each of them could only get one piece, and the cubs could get more than one or two pieces.

It's impossible to fill your stomach, but you can have a taste.

The orcs seldom eat this kind of rich food. After tasting it, their eyes sparkled, and they looked forward to Ren Heyin's coming to live in the orc tribe.

The teenagers moved very neatly. They packed up everything and turned their attention to the mud.

Duo asked, "Yin, do you want to collect these too?"

"No need." Ren Heyin looked over, "These mud blocks need to be further processed, and it's hard to get them now."

He turned his eyes to the small cave he had dug. He will not live in this cave in the future, but he can try to expand it into a pottery kiln, and all of them will come here to burn pottery in the future.Rose Novel Network, Rose Novel Network, everyone remember to bookmark or remember the URL, URL m.meiguixs.net Rose Novel Network is free and fastest updated without anti-theft and without anti-theft. Wrong chapter. Ask for books and find books. Please add qq to chat with book friends Group: 647377658 (group number)

☆, guess

A group of people hugged Ren Heyin back to the tribe.

Duo had already received his father's order to take him to the cave where Ren Heyin was going to live.

Someone was already busy in the dark cave, and when Duo saw someone, she happily called out, "Daddy?"

Ren Heyin took a closer look and found that it was the handsome young man orc Qing.

Qing turned her head and smiled, her gentle smile was especially kind in the dark, "Are you back?"

"I'm back." Duo probed, "Father, have you tidied up yet?"

"almost."

These caves are halfway up the mountain and are a bit humid.

They had just been smoked for a while, and now they were cleaned and covered with animal skins, and it was very comfortable inside.

At a glance, Ren Heyin saw two pieces of gray animal skins on the slightly higher stone platform near the corner, one with the fur side up, which was a mat, and the other with the fur side down, probably a quilt.

The two hides are soft and thick, with soft short hair on them.

Having been frozen for so many days, Ren Heyin was deeply moved when he saw this bedding.

Ren Heyin touched the fur, which was thick and filled with a rare warmth. He withdrew his hand, but looked at the animal skin reluctantly, and turned his gaze back with all his willpower. It's so precious, I can't..."

"It doesn't matter," Qingwen interrupted him, and said with a smile: "You are not yet an adult, so you can't get cold at night. You use it first, and return it to us when you don't use it."

The animal skin should be bald when he doesn't use it.

Ren Heyin was grateful in his heart, he really needed these two animal skins, and seeing that Qing really wanted to give them, he didn't refuse any more.

He knows so many things, and he still has a golden finger, and he will repay the tribe a little or two when the time comes, and then return them in exchange for animal skins.

Qing led people to help tidy up the cave neatly, and then drove out the youths and children who were waiting here, not allowing them to come here to disturb Ren Heyin.

Ren Heyin smiled and began to organize things.

He has few things, so he doesn't need to tidy them up, as long as they are neat and tidy.

The cave he lives in now is quite big, about 30 square meters by visual inspection, the entrance of the cave is not bad, only more than one meter wide and two meters high.

When he just passed by, he took a look. Several caves nearby were either too big or too small, too deep or too shallow, and none of them had better conditions than the cave he lived in now.

It seems that the people in the tribe have picked it out for him.

Before he finished tidying up his things, a group of children came over with three pots of things in big wooden basins.

"Brother Yin, we brought you salt."

"And spices!"

"I'll give you the muddy fruit too."

The children stood tall with their chests high, with a bit of pride on their faces.

"The patriarch asked you to go down to eat."

"And said that if you don't like to go down and eat with us, you can cook on it."

There are no other caves above Ren Heyin's cave, and a little higher is the small platform. There is a stream beside the platform, which is very convenient for washing or cooking.

Han had already thought about the issue of eating, and fully handed over the choice to Ren Heyin.

Ren Heyin was very grateful for his thoughtfulness, and he didn't intend to eat with the people in the tribe.

At present, he will not work with the tribe, and eating in the tribe is just taking advantage of others.

Ren Heyin patted their little heads one by one, and said with a smile: "I don't eat in the tribe, you go quickly."

The children were regretful and reluctant, and Ren Heyin repeatedly urged them to scatter like a flock of birds and went down to eat.

Ren Heyin walked to a place with better light at the entrance of the cave with three pots of things to look at. One pot was taupe salt, one pot contained various spices he used in the morning, and the other pot contained the roots he used for cooking in the morning. one of the

Ren Heyin looked at these things, and then looked at the wild pork in the wooden basket. First, he took about three catties of half-fat and half-thin wild pork to the entrance of the cave and cut it into small pieces. wrap up.

After marinating the meat, he put down his things and planned to go up the mountain to pick some big leaves, and then he chopped a few pieces of wet wood with a stone axe and got down to dig out a few bowls.

He has been in this world for so many days, and he can already preliminarily judge which wood is poisonous and which is not.

The people in the tribe looked at his back going up the mountain far away, and couldn't help showing curiosity.

Patriarch Han also looked up following everyone's gaze.

Seeing this, Quan, who was eating not far from him, couldn't help feeling emotional, "This little orc man seems to know a lot."

Han said casually, "Maybe he was specially trained as a priest in the original tribe."

"Wait, you mean—" Quan widened his eyes, glanced around a few times, and quickly lowered his voice, "You mean, we may have encountered a priest trained by another tribe?!"

Quan's mind froze for a moment. At this moment, the Little orc man's fair and delicate skin, hands and feet without the slightest callus, calm and intelligent, and even a different vigilance from ordinary people made sense!

This may be one of the priests cultivated by the big tribe. Perhaps he has also experienced struggle and failure, and finally came here alone.

The more Quan thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He couldn't help but moved his buttocks to Han's side, and said in a low voice: "If he is willing to join us, will we have a priest?"

The priests have passed down from generation to generation, and they know a lot of things.

There used to be a priest in their tribe, but unfortunately that priest died of illness when he was still very young and had not had time to successfully train a successor priest.

They have had no priests since then.

Qing looked helplessly at Quan who suddenly became agitated.

Even if Han intends to make the Little Asia orc man a priest, it is definitely not now.

Priests have a very important influence on a tribe. Not only are the Orcs of Little Asia still guarding against them, but they can't just rest assured of the Orcs of Little Asia so hastily.

At least get along for a while to see how the other person behaves.

Sure enough, Han said: "Wait for a while, if the Little Asia orcs have no problems after spring, we will try to invite him to be our priest."

After hearing these words, Quan felt as if a basin of water had been poured into the burning coals in his heart, and instantly calmed down.

He nodded, "I was impulsive."

After they had no priests, many things were gradually lost, including medicine, food, ceremonies to worship beast gods, etc. Even if no one said it, every adult in the tribe felt a little lost in his heart.

Their tribe is very powerful and has a large population, but they still cannot further become one of the most important tribes in this area because they have no priests.

It is impossible for other tribes to obey a tribe without priests.

Ren Heyin didn't know what they were thinking.

He searched while walking up the mountain, collected a pile of dead branches and leaves and tied them up, and then simply found a soft fir with a bowl-sized mouth, cut a circle of gaps with a stone axe, and pushed it hard until it broke.

He doesn't have any tools right now, but fortunately, he has great strength, and it is not difficult to obtain some resources in the wild.

After the tree was felled, he hurriedly smashed it into several sections with a stone axe, and took out three wooden bowls.

In the future, this will be the utensil for him to eat and serve dishes, and he can deal with it before the pottery is made.

His hands and feet were fast, and he dragged his things back to the cave in a short while.

He took out the thin stone slab, washed it by the stream, built a simple stove on the small platform above, lit a fire, put the muddy fruit on the side to simmer, and prepared the stone slab for barbecue.

Wild pork itself has fat, and sour fruit can make pork tender.

After the slate is hot, put the wild pork on it.

The pork sizzled on the slate, with a sour aroma. Ren Heyin carefully moved the several millimeters thick slices of meat with wooden chopsticks and turned them over.

every baked