Take Taobao with you to another world

Bigger's jackals are still not used to using the tables and chairs in the cafeteria, but when they came to the counter, the thick wolf women put the pottery bowls as big as their faces heavily in front of them, and saw the food in their eyes Colorful, the nose is full of delicate and rich aroma of oil, it doesn't matter whether you are used to it or not.They went back with pottery bowls, and sat down at the table according to the location they remembered. Another wolf woman came over with a large wooden plate in one hand, and put the dishes in the same large bowl on the table one by one, then turned her head and walked away. gone.

No one cared about her attitude. Beginning with Patriarch Dula, the jackals at the table raised their spoons and dug out a mouthful of fried rice with a very cautious attitude, sniffed and licked it, and then swallowed it into their mouths.I can’t tell the specific types of materials, showing a rich taste on the tip of the tongue. There must be some young leaves, rhizomes or fruits of plants, but there is no dryness when they are cooked by themselves, only rich fragrance, slightly sweet and delicious, salty The taste is completely absorbed in it, and there is no bit of bitterness... Even without Sachel's various threats and temptations, even if it is only for these foods, they are willing to come!

Some clansmen began to gobble it up, and some chewed every bite slowly. After those jackals who didn’t know how to cherish every corner had licked clean, they could only look helplessly at the solemn-looking patriarch. There are also vegetables and food, but only the patriarch is qualified to distribute them, and only what he distributes can convince everyone.When Patriarch Dura finally put down the bowl and spoon, starting in front of himself, he reached out to pick up the half-cooled steamed meat in the opposite bowl, and put the meat pieces into each person's bowl one by one, as the meat pieces in the four big bowls When there was still more to distribute one piece to each person, Patriarch Dula arranged the distribution according to the status of the clan, and the same was true for the vegetable soup after that.After everyone finished eating the food in front of him, he would start to do the same.

Apra got two pieces. He opened his skin bag of jerky and put a piece of oily meat in it. After hesitating for a while, he put the other piece in as well.

"You want to keep them?" His friend, the young patriarch Mu Lie asked softly.

"I want to leave it to my friend," Apra whispered.

"You mean the fox clan?" Mu Lie asked.

Appra nodded.

"I've heard they're all cunning and untrustworthy guys," Mullie said.

"That's just hearsay," Appra said. "We don't have an interest in the relationship, and he told me a lot of things I didn't know, and that alone makes him a lovely guy."

"You're always easy to trust people," Murray said.

While they were talking, the rest of Beagle's tribe finally began to whisper, while looking aside from time to time.Those human craftsmen with amazing skills are not far away. To the surprise of the jackals, the food they eat seems to be no different from them, but the portion looks larger, and their eating posture is also very... …correct.The young and middle-aged men among these human beings were straight and silent, and their movements were equally quiet, as if they didn't care about the sights and sounds around them.

This silence is a little scary.

Because this is not a single person or dozens of people, they sat in a neat square formation, which seemed to be at least the size of a centurion.The temperament and discipline they presented reminded Patriarch Dura of what Apra relayed: They are like an army, and they can pick up weapons like tools.

Patriarch Dura was slowly drinking the rich vegetable soup, while thinking about the "rumor" that Sacher was allied with humans - what they saw now, the so-called "rumor" was no longer a rumor.

Not only these human craftsmen with respectable skills, but also the group of Sacher werewolves who just appeared this morning also ate in the big tent cafeteria.Of course, they are not as restrained as the jackals, and they are closer to the humans. When the humans are eating, they are also silent. It was not until the leading man put down the pottery bowl in his hand that they exchanged glances. After the other party lifted a clay pot from under the table, one of them left his place, walked to the human craftsman's table, and said a word in a language that Patriarch Dura was not familiar with.

The man laughed and offered the werewolf a seat.A black-haired young man next to him took the pot and lifted the lid. Others did the same as him. They poured the pot and distributed the clear liquid to their companion bowls one by one.The unique aroma of alcohol quickly spread to this side. The werewolf and the craftsman leader had already started a pleasant conversation, and his subordinate, the black-haired human, picked up a new jar and walked towards the werewolves. .

A burst of cheers came from there.When Patriarch Dura felt that he should leave with his people, the humans who delivered the wine turned to them.

The jackals were simply flattered, but the black-haired human who was the leader laughed and said, "Only the first day has such benefits, and we will have to exchange things later."

"Can it be changed?" Patriarch Dura asked.

He looked at the wine in his hand without any impurities. The strong and special aroma showed that it was far from plain on the surface. He picked it up and took a sip carefully. An indescribable sweetness immediately filled his mouth.The other clansmen followed his example and looked at each other in blank dismay.

This is very, very good... sweet wine.

"What can we exchange?" Patriarch Dura asked.

"Anything is fine." The black-haired human said, "Starting tomorrow, it will be next to this 'canteen', so you can come and ask." Then he looked at all the jackals, and then Looking at the bottom of the tank, "Can I have a place here?" he asked.

Patriarch Dula immediately gave a large piece to the side with his clansmen. After the black-haired young man sat down, he took a sip from the mouth of the can with one hand, and then smiled at Patriarch Dura: "You are members of the jackal clan. It’s really early, isn’t Bigger close to Sachel?”

He just talked to them so naturally, even if Patriarch Dura and his people were reserved, he could always find the next topic. The craftsman leader didn't seem to care about his behavior, and the werewolf on the other side Just looking here, no one pays attention to them.The sense of oppression that these human beings gave as a whole seems to have subsided on individuals, and Patriarch Dura dared to talk to each other normally.

"... Are you brewing these wines too?" He asked in surprise.

"It's our people. They tried a lot of things, and some of them tasted particularly exciting." He smiled and looked at many jackals whose faces were already flushed, "You may fall down at this point .” He compared the size with his hands.

"I've never drank such a strong wine." Chief Dula said, although it seemed that there was only one sip, he felt that these sweet wines were already a bit strong, but the other party could drink water, "We are actually very happy." drink less."

"Because you don't like it?" the black-haired human asked.

"Oh, no, of course not," said Patriarch Dura.

"Then you can drink your fill here." The young man said, "Although it is said to be exchanged for something, that is just that, and the price will definitely not be too high. After all, the wine they brew in a month is It's enough to drown me and you."

"Drown?" the others exclaimed.

The human smiled.

"Wine is a good thing, isn't it?" he said.

"What about you?" Patriarch Dula chose his words. He didn't ask why these humans brewed so much wine, or how they stored and transported the wine. "How can you do this?"

"Because we have a lot of food." The human said, "Of course, the most important thing is that we have such skills."

"Like what you did today?" Patriarch Dura asked.

"Yes." The human laughed, "It's like them, but far more than them."

They sat together and chatted like friends. This human almost understood their tribe thoroughly—although they didn't have many secrets, Patriarch Dura still had a vague impression of these humans.They are very talented, witty, intelligent, and have many profound skills, but who they are, where they come from, where they live, and who they are led by, have never had a definite answer. While he was hesitating, a short whistle sounded, and those humans seemed to have received an order, and they all stood up.Then the dark-haired human opposite him also stood up.

"Well, it's time for me to go to work, too," he said, picking up the pot. "I hope you have a good time."

The people of the Beagle tribe had no reason to stay any longer. After learning how they put the pottery bowls and other things into the wooden barrels on the side of the tent, they followed the werewolf and left here.

The noon sun poured down from overhead, the wind blew past with the breath of fields and rivers, the air was clear, and they could see the ongoing construction in the distance as soon as they looked up.The tall tower they saw in the morning has risen to the height they need to raise their heads at this distance, and on the opposite side of it, an iron tower of the same height stands on the ground.

Under such hot sunlight, they looked like silent black giants, stretching out their long arms towards each other.

Apra thought it might be because the wine he drank at lunch was too strong. When he found the fox, he was still a little dizzy.The fox clan took his leather bag and looked inside, reached out and bit a piece into his mouth, handed the bag back to him, and said at the same time: "Has anyone ever told you that you are a fool?"

"...Ah?" Apra also took out the meat like him, and sat cross-legged beside the fox. The other threw a rough hat made of straw over him, and he quickly thanked him.For some reason, the fox companion named Luza was not here. As soon as Apra wanted to talk to him, Mu Lie came over and sat down beside them.Luza glanced at him, and Mulie looked innocent.

"Their meat is so good!" Apra said happily, "If you have this tonight, I'll bring it to you!"

"Oh." Luza said.

"You don't like it?" Apra asked.

"Of course not." Luza said, "The craftsmanship of these humans is really good."

"Um, you mean the meat, or that?" Appra raised her thumb slightly and pointed forward.

Luza snorted, "Do you think the things you saw can only be called craftsmanship?"

Appra scratched her cheek with her index finger, "I just think they and they are very, very...amazing. When I first came out of there, I thought I was dazzled, and they built a... with One morning's time, the second so fast, it's almost like magic."

"It's not a spell," Luza said, "it's just a different person."

"Substitution?"

"Remember that human being who looked so beautiful? It was that one." Luza said, "Even among those humans, his intelligence and talent were astonishingly outstanding. You should not know that the bridge is also in the It was built under his auspices, right?"

"It's that person?"

"It only took less than a month." Luza said, "At that time, they didn't have so many new gadgets."

Apra looked at the construction site, and the two groups of humans had already completed the handover. That Lusa pointed out that he himself was indeed a very eye-catching human and left here with his people.I don't know if it was because of what Luza said, he felt that not only the human being, but also the people he led were very different from the first group of people.They were more silent, more in step, more orderly, and just watching their ranks was stressful—

"They... seem a little scary," Appra said.

"I think so too." Mu Lie whispered.

"The terrible thing is behind." Luza rested his chin on one hand and looked ahead, "Look, they started again."

Standing under the interlaced shadows, Mande looked at the tower cranes that had been installed during the period when they were eating and resting, and sighed: "It's beyond hope..."

Even if they have already started preparations, laid the foundation, and laid the ground anchor, it seems that people cannot compare with each other for the same work.

"Then don't compare." His assistant Lu Yuan said, "Shall we start too?"

"Let's get started," Mander said, raising his hand to put on his rattan hard hat. "We can't be too bad, can we?"

The orcs who continued to watch under the sunshine found that from the place surrounded by high wooden walls, which was said to be used for wrestling competitions, one after another huge gray round pipes were transported out.Their color and texture are similar to rocks, but it is almost impossible to process rocks into such a perfect and hollow circle. They were put on some flat carts and pulled by horses to the construction site.Those humans led these naive horses, and unloaded the huge gray round pipes along the fixed road-many orcs only discovered the tracks laid on the ground at this time.Before the next batch of gray pipes was sent, these gray pipes thicker than a person's body were erected, with equal spacing and the same size, and lined up in a straight line.

With the help of those spreaders, it took them some time to arrange the circular tubes squarely above the land surrounded by the two towers and the spreaders.As more round tubes come in, they start stacking them up.

More than a dozen fixed slewing cranes are working slowly and regularly, connecting these concrete pipes with almost invisible gaps, and heightening them layer by layer to form tall columns.This process is not complicated, because it is simple, but it is particularly impactful. There are a total of forty concrete load-bearing columns, which look like a huge forest that is being jointed from a distance. The orcs in the process know that all this is the result of manpower and wisdom, but they still feel as if they are not in reality.

Patriarch Dura felt a little dazed. Just a day ago, they had just arrived, and this place was almost just an open space.

"This is... so fascinating..." Apra murmured.

"...it's amazing...it's wonderful..." Mulie said, "the human said, this is what they want to show us...to let us know how intelligent they are and how they can build miracles so miraculously ?”

Huckle's Luza sneered, but didn't speak.As Sacher's neighbor, it was certainly not the first time for him and his people to see the abilities of these humans, although this time it still far exceeded their expectations, making people feel the gap between them and them more clearly.

Like Tila, they couldn't just leave his position without the permission of the magician and his subordinates. If he was here, what would he think if this guy who was still a bit entangled with humans saw these scenes?

When these ignorant jackals were expressing their emotions with uninspiring words, Luza turned his head and looked in another direction.

"This isn't just for you to see," he said.

A group of orcs were coming here from a distance, and their expressions could not be seen clearly from this distance, but he knew that they would be no different.