Emperor Penguin Bird Breeding Online

With a straw in his mouth, Yi was sitting on a high city wall. His eyes followed the moat below and looked at the pine forest in the distance. The temperature in the early autumn morning had brought a bit of chill, but Yi didn't seem to feel it. It's cold, but still wearing a short-sleeved vest made of linen clothes like a hot summer, you can see the strong and smooth muscle lines on the shoulders.

He shook his dangling legs, looked up at the sky without a trace of cloud, today was still a fine day, and it was said that the harvest of vine melons would start today.

Thinking this way, Yi turned his head to look at the vine melon field, but happened to see Song Wen carrying a bamboo basket up the stairs of the city wall, and soon stood on the top of the city wall.

Yi spit out the straw he was holding in his mouth, and got up neatly, with a smile on his face. He ran to Song Wen's side in three steps and two steps, and the whole person rushed over to move. Skillfully hung it directly on Song Wen's shoulder, and rubbed his head against Song Wen's neck, smelling the familiar smell that belongs to Song Wen, as if the exhaustion from staying up all night had been dispelled a lot.

"Song Song, why did you get up so early?" Yi raised his nose a few times in satisfaction, and pulled Song Wen to sit on the straw mat, but his eyes fell on the basket in the other's hand, which was covered with a piece of rice. The white sackcloth has a faint food smell emanating from it.

Yi, who hadn't eaten all night, groaned his stomach a few times, and Song Wen couldn't help laughing when he heard it, but Yi didn't care, but just looked at him pitifully, as if waiting to be fed.

"I brought you breakfast."

Yi is at a time when he is prone to hunger at this age. If he does not eat a meal, he will feel tired all over his body. Now, in addition to three meals in the morning, afternoon and evening, he also needs to add afternoon tea and supper, otherwise the whole person will look very listless .

Fortunately, they can harvest rattan melons now, and Yi brought back a lot of food from the territory of the Buteo clan some time ago, so there is no shortage of food for the time being, Song Wen naturally won't let him go hungry.

Yi Wenyan rubbed his hands happily, Song Wen lifted the sackcloth, and there was a pot of cane melon and millet porridge inside, which was not thick, and it was thanks to the fact that other people didn't like corn, except for the ones reserved for seeds, see Song Wen I like it, so I simply gave up the other corn to Song Wen, and exchanged some smoked meat with him.

Although most of the corn is in Song Wen's hands, he can't eat a few meals. It is said to be rattan melon and millet porridge. In fact, there is only a small handful of millet in the big pot. The only attractive thing is that Song Wen added it to it. With a little sugar, it is also very delicious to drink as rattan squash soup.

In addition, there is a large plate of fried bacon with wild vegetables. The bacon is brought back from the territory of the big hawk tribe. After blanching and frying, the smoky taste will be much reduced, but it has a certain flavor. This unique flavor is undoubtedly a very fresh taste for those who are used to eating barbecue and stew.

Perhaps the orcs don't have any idea of ​​what is enough for food. All the food they like always appear on their recipes. It is obvious that it will be more delicious to make fried meat or barbecue with fresh meat, but recently everyone I just prefer the fresh taste of smoked meat, and the elder Cui and the big witch hawk are persuading everyone to eat more plants such as wild fruits and vegetables, so everyone uses smoked meat to stir-fry various things in different ways, Song Wen I even saw someone frying berries with smoked meat, so the smell of smoked meat can often be smelled in the residence.

In addition to these two, there is also a plate of fried fish. Both sides of the fish are fried to a beautiful golden yellow. This kind of freshwater fish has few bones and very tender fish. It is one of the favorite fish of the orcs.

Although there are not many dishes, the portions are quite sufficient. The sturdy bamboo baskets are slightly deformed. Although the temperature in the morning is still a bit cold, some dishes are still steaming. He has automatically and consciously reached out to take out the wooden bowl, and scooped up two large bowls of rattan melon and millet porridge.

Yi first handed the bowl to Song Wen, and Song Wen took it naturally. The rattan melon was boiled very glutinously. Song Wen braised it over charcoal fire last night before going to bed. The melon melted into the millet porridge, and the brown-yellow corn was also dyed a beautiful light orange, which is the color of rattan melon flesh.

The two sat side by side, and Yi's shoulders would rub against Song Wen's arm when he moved. He didn't think it was inconvenient, but he liked the feeling of touching Song Wen's skin very much.

Song Wen put some wild vegetables into Yi's bowl, Yi frowned, but still used chopsticks to pull the green meat into his mouth.

Seeing that he obediently ate the wild vegetables, Song Wen couldn't help but curl his lips, "Did you find anything last night?"

Yi shook his head. When Song Wen asked about something serious, his expression became a bit serious. Perhaps it was because of Yi's powerful strength that the other orc races were faintly led by him. Now Yi has unknowingly a little more aura of a superior.

"No." Wing's cheeks were stuffed with food, but it didn't affect his answer to Song Wen's question, "I saw a few jackals in the morning."

"Jackal?"

"Well, they probably ran over smelling blood, and ran back to the forest not long after being blocked by the moat." Yesterday, the wing band kicked a few nests of carnivorous rabbits on the edge of the wasteland. The small animals that were fed meat were simply slaughtered after they were discovered, because the number was a bit large and they were processed outside the place of residence, so it was inevitable that there would be a bloody smell.

Song Wen has never seen such animals as jackals, but he has heard of them. Although they are smaller than forest wolves, their fighting power is much stronger than that of forest wolves. They are pack animals and often hunt animals that are bigger than them. Much larger prey.

However, there are not many jackals in the territory of the Black Crow Clan, and they are even more difficult to meet than forest wolves. It is estimated that those jackals have to expand their hunting range because of the decrease in prey in the forest.

"After eating and changing shifts, you can go back to sleep for a while."

"No need." Yi shook his head and refused, "I'm not sleepy."

He didn't keep watch all night, but changed shifts with others in the second half of the night, so he is in good spirits now, "Aren't you going to harvest vine melons in a while? I will also help when the weather is good today. "

Song Wen saw that he was indeed in good spirits, but he couldn't resist him, so he could only agree, but he still told the other party to go back to take a nap at noon.

After the sun climbed out of the mountain, the living area also became lively. After handing over to the guards, Yi went directly to the field with Song Wen.

The leaves of rattan melons are already a little yellow, because the rattan trellis is set up. At first glance, the yellow-green leaves are densely packed with fist-like fruits, which is very spectacular.

The rattan gourd is a plant that can grow all the time. In addition to the mature rattan gourd, some small flower buds are hung on some forks. After picking, there is no need to dig it out and replant it. It can also bear new fruits.

However, the fruits that will bear again will have to go through the severe winter to mature. No matter the number or the size of the fruits, they are naturally not as good as the rattan melons that are about to be harvested now.

Except for the orc warriors who went out to patrol and defend, everyone else came out early today carrying rattan baskets and animal skin backpacks. A few cubs are usually not allowed to enter the field to play. The pergola covered with vines seemed to have entered a maze, but they still remembered that what grew here was their food, and they were careful not to hurt the surrounding vines no matter how noisy they were.

Zai Zai is wearing a small bellyband. Although he can walk now, he can't walk safely in the potholed mud in the field. After falling down a few times, he simply crawls on the ground with his hands and feet together. Even the cubs couldn't catch up with him. After turning around a few pergolas, the little guys disappeared into a piece of yellow-green vines, and only their noise could be heard from a distance.

Song Wen didn't hold them back, the cubs at this age were at the time of restlessness, but elder Cui and the big witch hawk couldn't help but put comforting smiles on their faces when they saw such a lively cub.

You must know that in the past, unless it was the season of moulting, or the cubs could only stay in the bird's nest from the time they broke their shells, let alone running around like this now, it is difficult to even go out to see the scenery outside Bring up too much spirit.

Every time they see these cubs who have not been shelled for a long time so healthy, they will once again be sure that their choice is correct, and they will be more convinced by Song Wen and the foreigners.And Song Wen also secretly rejoiced for the simplicity of these orcs. As long as they accept you, they will treat you wholeheartedly, and there will be no intrigue or the like. Perhaps this has something to do with their simple habit of living in groups relation.

The emperor penguin, Ahen, also ran out rarely. This time, the egg it chose is probably far from breaking its shell. There has not been much movement recently. Ahen will not be in a hurry, as long as there are eggs in the pouch. It will feel at ease when the eggs are hatching.

Ah Pang has matured a lot during this time. He doesn't have the nimble hands of humans like other orcs. He can't help collecting. He can only stand aside and watch enviously. The cheetah still follows him step by step, but Fatty has grown a lot bigger now, he can no longer crawl under the pergola like those petite cubs, and he can no longer sit on the back of the cheetah like before.

After all, how could a mature and strong orc warrior let others serve as a mount for him.

Today is the harvest day, and baskets of mature rattan melons were transported back to the warehouse, and soon the empty room that was regarded as a warehouse was filled with fist-sized rattan melons.

With these vine gourds, at least for a short period of time, they no longer have to worry about food shortages. This is the food they planted with their own hands. Everyone looked at each other with a sense of satisfaction from the harvest.

After the rattan melons were harvested, the work was not finished. They still had to fertilize and water the fields with plant ash. They kept busy until it was dark, and finally finished the work on the rattan melons. When Song Wen returned home, the cub The cub was already covered in mud and fell asleep on the straw mat beside the firepit, and Ahen stood beside him. Occasionally, when the cub rolled out of the straw mat in a sleeping posture, it would stretch out its long beak and push the cub return.

In the room that was only lit with dim oil lamps, there was only the light breathing of the two little guys.