Take Taobao with you to another world

The brick kiln finally took a full twelve horses to pull down, and the sound of countless bricks hitting the ground was like thunder, which could be heard as far away as the tribe, and the riding animals were frightened for a while.

Patriarch Nawen picked up the half of the brick that fell not far in front of him, and weighed it in his hand. The hard corner of the brick pressed his hand, and the surface of his palm was almost the same as a real rock.The black-haired craftsman next to him picked up two pieces and tapped each other in his hands. His expression was flat, and it was hard to say whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

"It can be used." He said to the Nawen patriarch.

"What's wrong with that?" Nawen Patriarch asked.

The craftsman leader shook his head, "There is no better brick here, but it is enough."

Patriarch Nawen had never seen the scenes of brick making and firing in human settlements, so he asked again: "How many houses can these build?"

The craftsman glanced at him, "As long as these families are stuffed in, it will be enough to burn it again, but it can't be called a home. If everyone has their own place, then we have only just begun. "

The baked bricks were not used to build a house. The families who had been waiting happily were very disappointed and resisted to repeat the previous work, but the craftsmen called them into the wooden house and showed everyone the two bricks. Small houses made of wood, ask them which one they want to live in - one side is a very large house where all the families live together, the water, cooking and defecation are shared, two people live in a grid, the other side It is a separate house for each family, and there are also places for water storage, cooking and excretion. Each person also has his own separate grid, as well as barns and fences.

These families made a decision almost immediately, even though the artisans repeatedly said that if they choose the other side, all of them must obey the artisans and obey the arrangements of the humans before the snow falls, logging, digging and mowing. Grass and other work will take place day after day, and most werewolves are still happy to accept these.Even if some people muttered, when the craftsmen temporarily left the wooden house and left a place for them to drop nuts into the box, they were persuaded by other more powerful people.

It's stupid not to take advantage of this!

Among the selected families, none of them has a small family. It only takes a month or a little longer to exchange for such a new residence. What's not worth it?Regardless of what the big shots behind the craftsmen thought, their luck couldn't be better, and even the patriarch's son was overjoyed.

For the next month, these twenty families and those busy craftsmen were the center of the Kanlar tribe. The news quickly spread to other tribes. Many orcs, and then more and more orcs, came to watch the process.Patriarch Nawen entertained some of the dignitaries among them. Sachel's white wolf didn't show up at this time, using the tempting conditions of human beings to sway people's hearts. He wasn't even in the tribe, and Patriarch Nawen didn't mention this either. He just didn't hide the deal he made with humans. Those foreigners took it for granted that this was the benefit of the close relationship between Kanlar and Sacher, and most of them yearned for it.

The orcs who were entertained by Patriarch Nawen returned to their tribe and replaced some people with more status. At this time, the human craftsmen had already built what they called "brick kilns" and burned the first batch of real brick kilns. "Good brick".The site for building the house had already been selected, deep ditches were dug, and the collection of other materials went smoothly. Except for the babies, all the active people of the twenty families were sent around by the craftsmen. Most of the werewolves could only do some work. rough work, but if Kanlar is willing to share part of the work for them, the smarter individuals in these families can become apprentices to the craftsmen. any questions.

Patriarch Nawen once again experienced the generosity of human beings, but his joy did not last long. While ensuring the materials and manpower needed by the craftsmen, Patriarch Nawen also let his people burn bricks with the original method of craftsmen, but The results were not satisfactory.A human craftsman came to check the results, and classified most of them as waste bricks, which could only be used to build some low circles, and the rest were not enough for half a house.Patriarch Nawen wants his people to try again, but not many people are willing, not only because of the hard work, human craftsmen have already built brick kilns, and also made other tools to replace manpower. It was for Kanlar, why should they show it to people from other tribes and let them learn from it?

There are brick kilns, and the soil can also be turned into trading items. Sasheer and humans look down on the wealth brought by these crude benzene things, but Kanlar does not dislike it at all. Those small tribes really want to know whether the human craftsmen Can do what they say, once the craftsman can finish, those patriarchs and elders who are waiting here will not be tempted... It is a pity that no one has really become an apprentice yet, and those who can help are all those who have come from Saxie I'm back with the kids.

The tribe dug several wells, and the convoy from Sasheer finally arrived in Kanlar, bringing an astonishing amount of supplies. Calculating the time, this team set off very early, faster than White Wolf and Nawen Patriarch. File the deal earlier.The construction finally started, and White Wolf, who had been away from Kanlar for nearly ten days to collect soil around the tribe and check the water veins, also returned with his team.

Patriarch Nawen listened to the reports from the warriors with him, and received the white wolf again.

There were a lot of people in the yurt this time, and White Wolf Boss sat down, and the first thing he said after greetings was: "Sacher wants to borrow some land from Kanlar."

The felt bag slowly became quiet.

Patriarch Nawen was silent for a moment, then asked: "...Where is the land, what do you want to use it for?"

White Wolf described several places, neither near nor far from Kanlar, with both flat land and sloping land. "We want to plant some crops in these places, and see how the growth and harvest are different from Sacher. As for the rental price , we can give half or more of the output we get to Kanlar, but because of bugs, weather or other things, there may be very little output, we can also change the way and agree on the amount we should give to Kanlar, No matter how much will be produced after the future harvest.”

This method is good, Sasheer doesn't mind paying the price, and the land they ask for is not too big. Patriarch Nawen asked, "Who do you want to plant?"

"Anyone who wants to learn how to plant," Boss said, "we don't choose, as long as the number is enough for three centurions, before the harvest, whoever doesn't do a good job will kick him out and replace him with someone else."

"...What do you want to achieve by doing this?" An elder asked hesitantly.

"What you see is what we want," Boss said.

The Nawen patriarch was silent, and a fast-talking young man said, "What if we refuse?"

Perth glanced at him and smiled.

"Oh?" he said, "You can refuse, too."

"Kanlar accepts." Nawen patriarch said, "Kanlar accepts all agreements with Sasheer, as long as it does not harm the tribe."

Burth smiled again, and stood up.

"There will be no harm to your tribe," he said. "If Kanlar will accept what we give you, abundance and prosperity will be at hand."

He left the yurt, and soon after, he left Kanlar.

The return journey was tedious, and Perth passed through many tribes, almost every tribe had a member or two of them, but he didn't care much about them.Usually no one would want to deal with them, it would be interesting if anyone dared to do so, and those little apprentices... might cause some changes in their tribe, but those changes were unguided and insignificant.

Benefits are enough to induce people to make impulsive decisions, but after that, only power can guarantee the general development of people's hopes.

No tribe has such power.

In the Leopard Tribe, the kids were less successful in their efforts, they didn't really accomplish what they were trying to accomplish, but the results weren't too bad considering their age and abilities.Most importantly, they did finish it with the entire tribe looking on, a big, earthy, slightly crooked, but sure shelter, made of wood, mud, and thatch, except for the kids With his own strength, the two werewolves also helped, otherwise some children might exhaust themselves to death here.

The tribe's cold eyes and ridicule were the most unbearable when they failed for the second time, but the children finally survived, and they are now staying in the house they built, all sitting neatly on the wooden pier, watching Looking at the boy standing in the front.

Riel has lost a lot of weight this month, his eyes are extremely bright, but his expression has become more stable.He stood on a palm-high soil platform, behind him was a piece of wooden board that had been assembled and dyed a dark color, and chalk made of yellow mud was placed on a wooden shelf beside it—it was so simple that it was hard to call it a table.

He looked up at his classmates, thoughts flowed through his mind, but only one sentence came out of his mouth.

"We have to go back, to our school," he told his companions. "We can't stay in the tribe."

No one objected to his words, and there was very little hesitation. This month was enough for them to have enough of their own people.

"But this is not abandonment. The tribe is the source of water. Without the tribe, there would be no everyone. But with humans, the tribe cannot go on like this." Riel said, "We want knowledge, we need power, only in schools, only humans You can get it there."

He didn't say more, and didn't need to say more.Boys like him always yearn for power. They used to yearn for pure physical power. Now they want another kind of power, which may not give them a strong body, but can conquer more people.

The short collective meeting was dissolved, and the teenagers began to pack their bags. Compared with the joy of returning home, the joy of returning to the human race this time is different. This joy is cold and painful, like the morning breeze. The wind in the cheek, and mixed with a lot of other thoughts.

These teenagers are no longer the teenagers he used to be, just like Riel is not the former Riel, at least he feels that he has changed a lot, so big that he can't imagine it no matter what he was a month ago or longer.From one situation to another, from one place to another, his young life had seen a lot, and he felt that there would be more, but he was not disturbed by it.

The life of the tribe also taught them a lot. Some things are not taught by human beings, but only those who have seen and done it can understand. Riel took a risk on his own initiative, but he was under protection and had Many companions were with him.During this period, no matter the friends who came to the tribe together or the children of these tribes, they completely trusted him during this period, just like they began to trust each other, it was "trust" rather than "obedience".None of them are particularly smart among this group of children, only two or three of them have a little bit of experience in leading people to do things, and that experience does not play a big role in the face of the constant difficulties. Satisfied, he felt that he was stronger than others. It didn't take long for him to admit in a bit of embarrassment that things were always easier to think of than difficult to do.

But it's better than doing nothing.

While arranging the tools and putting them one by one into the wooden box, he thought of the girl again.

what is she doing?

Mingyue is in the health room of the Kanral tribe.

She is still a student and a girl, but this does not affect her running up and down with the adults on her two thin legs, but when it comes to doing homework and discussing reports, the current Kanlar is no better than the bathroom. more appropriate place.At least there's a big, stable table, it's quiet, the only doctor-to-be who stays here has established himself well, and there haven't been many orcs injured recently.

After Mingyue finished writing the last word, she checked it carefully, while others were still thinking hard about finishing it, she gently pushed her homework to the middle of the table, and walked out of the room gently.

The doctor was drinking tea, and the smell of bitter herbs wafted in the air. He saw her and asked, "Do you want it?"

Mingyue sat on the chair, took a sip of the cup with both hands, thinking that she would wrinkle her face, but the taste was not bad, the tea was very hot, warming her hands and feet from her stomach, and the evening in Kanlar became colder and colder, She wondered if it had started snowing in the colony by this time.

"It should have been done." The doctor said in his characteristic cold voice.

Mingyue looked up at him.

The doctor didn't look at her, his eyes were outside the door, and the river was flowing quietly in the distance.

"Everyone is thinking the same thing," he said.

"Will you go back too?" Mingyue asked.

"Of course," said the doctor.

Mingyue nodded and did not speak again.A short time later, there was a rustle of papers and whispered discussions in the inner room, and she put down her glass, bowed slightly to the doctor, and ran in.

By the time the boys, Sasheer's escort, and some others left the tribe, three of the houses promised by humans had been built, and the spires that were far higher than the other yurts were very eye-catching outside the tribe.These houses can't really be lived in now, but the joy and yearning have filled the tribe and spread to other places.The werewolves of Kanlar were glad that the craftsmen would stay here until the end, but these conspicuous works were of little importance compared to the true purpose of the humans' presence here.