The Primitive World of Planar Trading

Coming out of the big witch, although Wu Nuo's expression seemed normal, but the big cat just felt that his little envoy was a little unhappy.

When he got home, Bai directly asked, "I feel like you are unhappy, is it because of the white sweet potato..."

Wu Nuo shook his head and said, "No, it's because of the mission."

The big cat pricked up its ears and said excitedly, "Mission? A mission given by God? What kind of mission? Is it difficult?"

Wu Nuo hugged the big cat to his lap, pinched his fat paw and said depressedly, "...it allows me to teach the method of planting sweet potatoes to the people of the Changhe Tribe, and also to help everyone survive the cold winter, if I can't If it is done, it will be miserable."

"It can definitely be done!" Bai looked up at Wu Nuo with a chubby cat face and said, ignoring the words of his fat claw that Wu Nuo was pinching, with a rather confident expression.

"It must be done!" Wu Xiaonuo's eyes were fierce, and he scolded the system a hundred times in his heart.

System: ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Blame me?

After calming down, Wu Nuo thought about it seriously. Although these two mandatory tasks are very difficult, they can actually be carried out simultaneously.From the information obtained from Da Wu, it is not difficult to analyze that the biggest difficulty for the people of the Changhe Tribe in the cold winter is the lack of food.

Although the system is a little tricky, it is certainly not so bad that it can issue mandatory tasks that the host cannot complete.

It can be inferred from this that there is a way to successfully plant white sweet potatoes.

According to system information, the average yield per mu of white sweet potatoes is comparable to that of sweet potatoes, reaching about 6000 catties.Even if it is affected by various aspects such as temperature, climate, technology, etc., Wu Nuo conservatively estimated that it should not be difficult for the yield to reach one or two thousand catties per mu.

There is a lot of wasteland around the Changhe tribe. The soil is black soil brought down by the river from the upper reaches for many years. It is very fertile and suitable for planting.

So, next, how many white sweet potatoes are needed to help the people of the Changhe tribe survive the cold winter?

There are nearly a thousand ordinary residents of the Changhe Tribe, including slaves, the total number is about 1200.

People in this world generally eat a lot, and the orcs' appetite is particularly terrible. Assuming that each person consumes 5 catties of sweet potatoes per day, then based on the 300-day task period given by the system in a cold winter, the entire tribe needs at least 180 thousand catties of white sweet potatoes. If If the yield of white sweet potatoes can reach 1500 jin per mu, 1200 mu of land needs to be planted, which is equivalent to one mu of land per person on average.

The wasteland around the Changhe tribe is far more than 1200 mu, and one mu is not too much, and it is not too little.

For families with a small population, like him and Bai, it is almost enough to plant two acres of land at random, but for some families with a large population, such as Xiaoshizai's family, at least 20 acres of land must be planted, which is not a small amount. , it takes a lot of manpower time.

So now the question is, a thing that has never been planted, and the promoter does not have an absolutely correct planting method. Are you willing to spend a lot of manpower and time to follow him to try blindly?

And on the surface, there is still plenty of time, but in fact it is not.From opening up wasteland, looking for seeds, breeding to final planting, everything takes a long time. Pinch them out, and the time left for white sweet potatoes to grow is really tight. There is no time to promote and persuade them from house to house. What should I do?

Wu Nuo told Bai the results of his calculations and worries.

"...What's so difficult about this? Let the leader and the great witch hold a tribal assembly, and in the name of the tribe, ask everyone to grow white sweet potatoes?" Bai asked without hesitation.

It's not that Wu Nuo didn't think of this method, but the problem is that he doesn't know the correct way to grow white sweet potatoes at all. If his method is wrong, it will not cause everyone to work in vain, but delay the time to collect supplies.

Seeing Wu Nuo's hesitant expression, the big cat easily guessed his thoughts, and said confidently: "I believe you will definitely find the right way to grow white sweet potatoes!"

Wu Nuo scratched his fleshy chin, and said with a smile, "Why do you trust me so much?" He had never farmed a field before, and he didn't even dare to guarantee it. This big cat really thinks highly of him, right?

The big cat said proudly: "Because you are an angel." Is there anything in this world that a little angel can't do? ︿(￣︶￣)︿Wu Nuo didn’t expect the big cat to say that, but after thinking about it, although he is not a divine envoy, he has a system, so there’s nothing wrong with it, he’s going to ask the system for help at worst, his mouth is sweet and thick-skinned Points, spend more points, it should be useful... right?

System: The stupid host is so stupid and naive.

As long as enough white sweet potatoes can be successfully grown, the tribe's food crisis can be easily solved. The task of helping the tribe survive the cold winter is not only half completed, but also a third, right?

Thinking about it this way, Wu Nuo seemed to have seen the 4w points not far ahead, waved his small wings and waved to him, and revived with full blood and blue every minute.

Wu Nuo has never been a slow-witted person when doing things, so he immediately went to Dawu and told Dawu his thoughts and suggestions one by one.Seeing his clear thinking and well-founded words, the big shaman agreed to hold a tribal assembly without hesitation.

The Changhe Tribe generally seldom hold tribal gatherings, unless they encounter major issues that are difficult to solve and require everyone to discuss and make decisions together.

When the leader sent someone to inform everyone to hold a rally, some people were surprised, and some people vaguely guessed something.

The meeting was arranged for the evening of the next day, and the late hunting team gathered on the river beach after eating in a hurry.There was already a large circle of dozens of people sitting on the river beach, and the big witch and the leader stood in the middle of the crowd.

Seeing that all the staff arrived, the leader, Jin Tong, transformed into the original form of a giant lion, and with a loud roar, the noisy river beach fell silent instantly. In the blink of an eye, Jin Tong changed back into a human form, and loudly told everyone present about the situation of this winter. .

Hunting has been a bit difficult in recent times, and the food that can be picked in the forest is not as much as in previous years. After hearing the leader say that the cold winter will come earlier and last longer, everyone is anxious.

This is how to do ah?

If the faces of the ordinary residents were panic and panic, the faces of the slaves sitting huddled in the outermost periphery were ashamed and ashamed.

After everyone whispered to each other for a while, the big witch cleared his throat and said to everyone: "Now there is only one way to solve the food problem in the cold winter."

The people who were still whispering were all quiet after hearing this, and they just pricked up their ears.

"Wunuo, you come up."

Under everyone's scorching gaze, Wu Nuo bravely walked to Da Wu's side, and seeing the big cat following him step by step, she felt a little nervous.

"Wu Nuo, it's been a while since he came to our tribe. I believe some of you have already heard about his origin. That's right, he was brought back from outside by Bai."

As soon as the great witch finished speaking, Bai suddenly transformed into a human form in front of everyone, and the huge white wings suddenly spread out. Coupled with the handsome face that was born with eight parts of indifference and two parts of malevolence, the keen orcs felt a wave almost at the same time. A strong oppressive force came to his face.

Very strong!

The orcs, who are naturally militant, had a desire to fight in their eyes, and some giant beasts couldn't restrain their instincts and put on a provocative posture.

As a sinister and cunning cub in Shihu's mouth, Bai seems to be born with an insight into people's hearts.

He knew very well that if he was just a cub that couldn't transform, then even if he told everyone about the identity of Wu Nuo's envoy, no one would believe him.However, if he is a powerful orc, even the most powerful orc in the entire tribe, then even if Wu Nuo is just an ordinary person, with his support, Wu Nuo's words will become more weighty.

Look, now that he has transformed into a human form, everyone looks at him and the little angel differently.

If possible, he hoped that those eyes would be hotter, more humble, and more...submissive.

At this moment, something lurking in the depths of the white bloodline's soul is slowly waking up.

Standing beside Bai, Wu Nuo didn't see that in Bai's slightly squinted eyes, the pupils that were originally as clear as the sky gradually became darker, so deep that they were almost no different from black, and in a blink of an eye, they turned blue again like water.

After being heated up by the episode of Bai Shi's forced entry, Da Wu continued to throw a blockbuster, "Wu Nuo comes from a very distant but powerful and rich super tribe. He is the successor of Da Wu's blood. The wisdom of the tribe has been imparted to us to help us through this cold winter.

From today onwards, Wu Nuo is me, a disciple of the No.30 fifth-generation great witch power of the Changhe tribe, and one of the successors of the great witch of the Changhe tribe. "

When the great witch announced Wu Nuo's identity, everyone's eyes were even more different, especially when they heard that he was from the legendary super tribe's bloodline of the great witch, everyone couldn't help showing a trace of awe on their faces.

Wu Nuorao prided himself on being thick-skinned, and compared with these primitive people, he had seen the world, but suddenly he was stared at by more than 1000 pairs of eyes without blinking, and he couldn't help feeling nervous.

At the right time, a big warm hand patted his shoulder lightly, Wu Nuo raised his head subconsciously, in the glow of the sky, there was a gentle smile on his white face, and his eyes were full of trust and encouragement.In an instant, all the daydreams in Wu Nuo's heart disappeared along with the tension.

At that moment, Wu Nuo had only one person in his eyes, and only one thought in his heart - with you by his side, fearless and fearless.

"... Wu Nuo, tell everyone what you think."

After a brief absence, Wu Nuo's name appeared in everyone's ears as "Wu Nuo". In the language of the Changhe Tribe, the pronunciation of "Wu" is similar to the Chinese "Wu", but the tone is different. It's because the accent problem has not been corrected, and I don't know that my last name has completely changed into another word with another meaning.

In this world, many successors of great witches with strong bloodlines will be given the surname 'Witch' by their elders.Because Wu Nuo could understand the innate language of the orcs, he was mistaken for a person of great witch blood. In addition, the pronunciation of his name was similar to that of the 'witch' surname, so the misunderstanding arose.

Wu Nuo, a person who should not have existed, a name created by misunderstanding, completely changed the historical course of the Changhe Tribe, and even the course and pattern of the entire world, with far-reaching influence and added countless legends to future generations.

Bai is another name that always appears side by side with 'Wu Nuo'.

However, at this time, Wu Nuo was still just an outsider, an immature, ordinary, pure person who didn't even have the blood of a great witch.

He abandoned fear and cowardice, and expressed his thoughts in front of everyone in the Changhe tribe.

History will not record this insignificant day, but the opportunity for change is often hidden in these histories buried by time.