Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

The blue flower is so sour, he has always been surrounded and praised like this.

"It's just a few broken stones, don't ask for them when you are down." This little broken boy has neither ability nor temper.

"My father is a witch doctor, and I will be a witch doctor in the future. I don't want anything." Qing Hua shouted suddenly, and he couldn't let it go these two days. It is really impossible for him to get Feng Yi...

"Okay, okay, you have everything you want." Too lazy to argue with him, Luo Yang put his back basket on his back and went home, um, what are we going to eat later?

Early the next morning, after fetching water and washing up without eating breakfast, Luoyang took out the basket of salt stones, intending to try to see how to purify edible salt.

"Yang, morning!" Feng Yi is used to Luoyang's way of greeting.

"Morning, what is this?" Wang Fengyi lifted a small bamboo basket.

"This is a purple fruit."

"Isn't this a grape?" Luoyang was a little surprised. There are still grapes in this place?

"Eat, eat and see, do you like it?" Feng Yi quickly washed a bunch of fruit, it is convenient to have a bamboo bucket, and there is no need to go to the river to wash the fruit.

"It's delicious." There was another recipe.

"Is there a lot of this kind of fruit?" Luo Yang thought of wine.

"Now there are not many, many fruits have fallen." And it is not easy to pick, this sentence Feng Yi did not say.

"Okay, then next year we can pick more." The wine was temporarily thought of.

Luo Yang continued to focus on the salt stone, and called Feng Yi to come over and help crush the salt stone, put it into a bamboo tube to heat and cook, and took out the snake skin prepared yesterday to prepare for filtration.

"This snake skin is really breathable and easy to use." Luo Yang already planned to use this snake skin to make underwear to wear, but he had too few clothes.

"Let's eat first." Feng Yi felt sorry for him doing things on an empty stomach (he didn't do anything good.);

"Come here." Put the filtered salt water on the fire and heat it slowly, and then just wait for the water to dry up to produce salt crystals.

It was still potato stew, Luoyang felt a little tired, so he just put the grapes that Feng Yi brought to eat after dinner, and then the two of them sat quietly in front of the fire and waited for the water to dry up.

"Yang, can salt really preserve meat?" Feng Yi is more concerned about this, after all, meat is the basis for orcs to maintain their physical strength, and potatoes are just side dishes for them.

"Of course you can, but you need enough salt." Hearing what he said, Feng Yi stared at the bamboo tube on the fire with shining eyes.

"It's done..." There was still a shallow layer of water in the bamboo tube, and there was already a layer of white crystals on the wall of the bamboo tube. Luoyang carefully scraped a layer with chopsticks to taste.

"Although it is not as good as fine salt, it is completely edible." Luoyang felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Hey, what are you doing..." Feng Yi lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to lick the tip of the chopsticks that Luo Yang had just licked.

"It's the taste of salt, it's not bitter anymore."

"You, you..." Now the question is this?Licking the chopsticks he licked, isn't that what, an indirect kiss?

"Yang, thank you, with salt, we can save a lot of food." Soon it will be winter, and Feng Yi is very happy when he thinks that they don't have to trade their prey for salt, and the orcs will also be dangerous in hunting of.

"Then what, let's go to the patriarch." Feng Yi's sincere eyes made Luoyang feel flustered, so he quickly brought the boiled salt and went to the patriarch's house.

"Witch Doctor, you're here!" Seeing that Qingshu was there, Luoyang greeted politely.

"Well, the patriarch is injured, I'll apply medicine to him." Patriarch Shan is always busy with tribal affairs, so he doesn't remember to apply medicine to the wound, so Qingshu had to come in person.

"The patriarch was injured?" Luo Yang was surprised, he hadn't heard of it before.

"Small injury, not serious."

"It's been a few days, when will it be better if you don't take the medicine properly?" Qing Shu was a little angry with such a good temper, it seems that the patriarch didn't take it seriously!

"Isn't this medicine very useful? Why..." Looking at the familiar herbal medicine on the patriarch's thigh, Feng Yi used it for him, and he recovered the next day. He thought it was the herbal medicine that was effective?Is not it?

Suddenly, Luo Yang looked at the wound on the back of his hand, it was as good as before, without any trace of scratch, and he had a vague guess in his heart.