Take Taobao with you to another world

The bonfire was lit.

Most people have already begun to fall asleep at this time, after a busy day - a circle of wooden stakes were buried around the camp, and branches were blocked in the middle to prevent some wild animals from sneaking in; straw felt was spread in each tent. every remaining clay pot or water bag was full; sawn planks were piled up on the other side of the camp, and the number was not small; Compared with the ones brought by the magician, there are still fewer people who need to sleep outside, and the number of people on duty tonight has also changed.Apart from the night watchman, the only ones left were these thoughtful leaders of various tribes beside the fire.

The first one to come was the Patriarch Tashan. After learning about the mistake he had made - he didn't let the most powerful person in the clan follow the magician to survey the land boundary. He has been restless to this day.I don't know when the sorcerer will come, but he is sitting at the place closest to the tent where the sorcerer rests.Dororo's old patriarch sat beside him, looking drowsy, while his grandson Varna was behind him, with eyes as energetic as a wolf.The head of the Merk tribe, Hande, had just arrived, so he found a seat and sat down, staring at the unpredictable flames, wondering what he was thinking about.Takla dragged a piece of grass felt over and put it under his body. He was wrapped in a shiny silver life-saving blanket, gnawing on grass roots in boredom. The colored hair and the life-saving blanket reflecting the fire made this maverick patriarch even at night. It is also so radiant that almost no one wants to let their eyes stay on him for a while, it is too hurtful to the eyes.

Nan Shan and Li Hong brought Luo Jiang and a bereaved youth named Bai Niao to the place, and they also found a place to sit by the fire.In fact, they are not a special case in terms of numbers. No matter how many people there are, each tribe has four representatives. This is what the magician requested before disbanding the team surveying the settlement.Only a sorcerer can bring these people together with just one request. For these tribes who were once scattered in the Lois Mountains, the previous journey has allowed them to accept this power that transcends all tribes. gifted.The magical magician gave them all kinds of help, and all they could respond to was obedience and respect.

From the surviving clans with more than 500 clansmen, Tucker, Tashan, and Merk, to the dwindling Dororo, Tongshan, Gitz, and Coco clans, all the patriarchs and their chosen participants came to the fire.Some night watchmen were curious about these gathered leaders, but the heavy atmosphere pervading among these people made all curiosity only look from a distance.

Stars gleamed coldly in the sky, and fires burned with crackling pops.Although the man's footsteps were always slow, almost everyone immediately raised their heads and looked in the direction he came from.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Yun Shen said softly.Although he was forced to sleep, Fan Tianlan still woke him up when the time was about the same. The sleep time was far from enough to meet the needs of the body, but compared with not long ago, Yun Shen's complexion has improved, and his spirit has improved. It's also a lot better.The place those people left for him was there, and without any more politeness, he walked over to fill that place.

On Yun Shen's left hand is the patriarch of Nanshan, and on the right is the patriarch of Tashan. Sitting opposite are Takla and Hande. The young man who followed quietly is still half-kneeling behind him. All the whispers before he came have disappeared at this moment. , all eyes fell on Yun Shen.For the first time when the bereaved family was so watched, Yun Shen still felt pressure, but for him now, what occupied his mind at this time was something more difficult than the so-called pressure.

"The first snow will come in 15 days."

This was the first sentence he said at this meeting that decided everyone's fate, and then Yun Shen said, "I want to hear everyone's plans."

Almost everyone knows that winter is just around the corner, but this is the first time they have heard of such a specific number, and most people have a look of worry.

"We're not ready for anything..." the Coco patriarch who was farthest from Yunshen whispered. Although the tribe had the smallest number of people, he was the fleshiest among them all.

"Food is not enough." Patriarch Tongshan sighed, his brown hair turned gray at the age of 40.

"Based on today, the harvest from hunting is only enough for one day's food, and it is difficult to store it." Patriarch Han De said calmly. Compared with the first time he saw the magician, he is now a patriarch. It's time to look, "I want to take a team to hunt further afield tomorrow."

"Your tribe has more than 600 people, can you hunt more than 600 prey?" Gitz's patriarch said in a bad tone.

Hande glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Could it be that he is waiting to be given alms like some people?"

"If someone hadn't shamelessly come to rob us—" the wife of the patriarch of Gitz did something behind his back, making him swallow the words behind, and could only give Hande a bitter look.

"Arguing is useless." Dororo's patriarch said, he raised his eyelids, and turned his cloudy eyes to Yun Shen who was watching the crowd quietly, "Master, what plan do you have?"

"Ha." Takla laughed, and the sarcasm in his voice was self-evident.Because of his injury, his younger brother Taduo lay half-lying on the straw mat more disfigured than he did, looking at the starry sky and said in a drawn-out voice, "A magician always has a way—"

"You can solve it by yourself?" Varna, who was beside Patriarch Dororo, countered.

"As long as you come here obediently, Xiaowa, how about I tell you?" Taduo turned his face sideways, hung his eyes, and stuck out his tongue.

Veins popped out on Varna's forehead, but after glancing at Yun Shen, he still managed to hold back, "...Hmph!"

"We need to expand the hunting team..." Tashan patriarch thought for a while, and said, "If the weather is good, we can still save some dried meat before the snow falls. But it may not be possible where we live..."

"The magician's tent is not enough for everyone. We need to build more houses. Only the grass shed can't withstand the wind and snow at all." Nanshan patriarch said, "There is a lake not far away, from which we can fish."

Takla showed a disgusted expression. Others were not as resistant to this kind of food as he was, but someone said, "Fish skin is not as good as animal skin to keep out the cold, and can these fish be made into dried fish for storage?"

"Since animal meat can be harvested throughout the winter, why can't fish meat be used?" A person behind the Tashan patriarch interrupted, his voice was still very young, almost like a teenager.

The patriarch Gitz, who had just spoken, glanced in his direction, "What do children know?"

The patriarch of Tashan cast a reproachful look behind him, and the young man who interrupted quickly lowered his head. The patriarch of Nanshan said at this time, "As long as there is enough salt, any food can be preserved through the winter."

"We don't even have much salt." Patriarch Tongshan said, "unless we trade with orcs."

"...What shall we exchange with them?" Patriarch Coco asked weakly.

No one answered him.

Yun Shen asked at this time, "For now, which tribe has food that can last for two months or more?"

All answered no.

"What about a month or more?"

Takla raised a hand casually, "Me."

"If we reduce the amount of food we eat every day, we can support it for about a month," said Nanshan patriarch.

"We are definitely not enough." Patriarch Tashan said, and then glanced at Patriarch Coco who shrank himself into the shadow as much as possible.

"Why are you looking at me?" Patriarch Coco whispered, "My tribe is the smallest and has the least food."

"I believe you have ghosts," a female voice floated out from behind Takla, "Look at how fat you are."

"I'm swollen!" the Coco patriarch stretched his neck to defend, but obviously no one believed it except himself. Those Coco patriarchs who had piercing eyes secretly took a look at the still calm magician, and aggrieved I retracted into a deeper shadow, "We really don't have much food... Even if there is a little more, what's the use? We can't survive this winter on our own."

What he said was absolutely correct. As far as the current situation is concerned, even if they can maintain today's harvest every day before the snow falls, it is almost impossible to survive the winter of heavy snowfall.The surroundings were quiet again, only the sound of the fire burning.

"I once went to a place." A calm male voice rang out, "There was a village there, and there was a famine during the winter. The heavy snow lasted there for a month, and all the food was eaten. The village is located in a very remote place. There was nowhere to ask for help. It was a desperate situation, but when spring came, most people survived."

Yun Shen looked back, the young man beside him always did a lot and said little, so when he told the story, even Yun Shen was a little surprised.

"How did they survive?" asked the young man behind the patriarch of Tashan.

Fan Tianlan glanced at him, and then replied, "Every three days, they kill the thinnest person in the village, boil him into broth, and share it with everyone. Then they repeat this process until spring comes. "

"..."

Yun Shen turned his gaze to the fire, the story was a bit cold at this moment.However, some people felt differently from him. With a very serious attitude, Takla asked, "Why not kill the fattest one first? If one must be killed, the one with more meat can be eaten well." more full?"

"Because the strong eat the strong." Fan Tianlan replied.

"I remembered," Takla clapped his hands, as if he had suddenly found a good solution, "We have three captives, and they are the real weaklings. How about eating them first in order not to waste food?"