All the savage is jealous, I will farm

"Oh, it's probably because the rain on the upper reaches of the river was too heavy and people were drowned." Su Yao said casually.

The little soldier didn't seem to expect Su Yao's reaction like this, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

"Go down." Zhong Li glanced at the little soldier.

The little soldier shivered suddenly and ran back quickly.

The others did not dare to discuss this matter any more.

"It seems that a tribe upstream of us has suffered a disaster." The two continued to walk home, and Su Yao said something.

"Don't worry so much." Zhongli's tone was very cold: "Everyone has their own way of life, and the Great Wilderness Mountains have always been like this."

"That's what you said." Su Yao agreed with Zhongli's point of view: "In this world, it is very difficult to manage yourself well."

"The little soldier under your command is also cute. He probably thinks that I'm too kind, and thinks I'll take care of it."

Su Yao raised his eyebrows, with a rather smug look: "He probably didn't know how I threatened the priest back then, otherwise he wouldn't have come to tell me this now."

When Su Yao first settled down in the Huangping tribe, in order to complete the task assigned by Tiandao as soon as possible, his attitude was much tougher than now.

"You didn't do anything wrong, and you didn't have a bad attitude." Even though he knew that Su Yao was just joking, Zhong Li still responded seriously.

"Sure enough, I'm perfect in your heart, right?" Su Yao squinted at Zhongli with a smile in her peachy eyes.

"Well, you're the best!" Zhongli's answer was still serious.

"All right, all right." Su Yao patted him on the shoulder, and walked through the gate first.

The rain was heavier at night, and early the next morning, Su Yao and Zhong Li went to the rice fields to check.

The water in the paddy field that was less than one foot deep is now as deep as the ditches, and only a short leaf of the rice is flooded.

Su Yao was worried that the rice seedlings would be drowned if the water was too deep, so he notified the people in the tribe to drain water in the rain.

Fortunately, Su Yao and Zhongli were ready when they expected the flood, and now the people in the tribe took action as soon as the order was issued.

"The waterwheel is really a good thing." Several people whispered around a small waterwheel half the height of a person.

The impact of the water flow in the field is small, and the larger waterwheels cannot be moved. Su Yao asked people to prepare many small waterwheels of different sizes in advance.

Where the water flow is slow, a small waterwheel is used to drain water, and where the water depth and velocity are high, a larger waterwheel is used.

Dozens of water trucks lined up together for more than half a day, and the accumulated water in the paddy fields decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It rained heavily at night, but the drainage rate was faster than the rainwater accumulation rate. When everyone looked at it after dawn, the water in the paddy fields had dropped by more than an inch.

"Hurry up and tell the envoy, the stagnant water has dropped and the rice has been saved!"

The leading slave quickly trotted to Su Yao's house.

In the Xihe tribe on the other side, Xilou and Wuhe looked sad, looking at the few food in the tent and caught in a dilemma.

They had just become tribal leaders not long ago, and most of the food in the tribe was ruined by the previous leader.

Now it's the rainy season again, the clansmen eat less and wear less, and many people are still getting damp and hot from the heavy rain for days.

Although Wu He's witch power is more abundant than his father's, his medical knowledge is far behind.

Now many people in the tribe are sick, and the most anxious person has become the stronger Wu He. He has been working day and night to prepare the witch medicine, but unfortunately the effect is minimal.

Those who had a fever from dampness did not get better after drinking the witch potion.

What made it even more difficult for them to accept was that as more and more people fell ill, they discovered that the disease was as contagious as the plague.

The two haven't made the news public yet, but they have indeed reached a point where they can't hold on.

"Xiaohe, let's go find Lord Angel Envoy!"

Xilou, who lowered his head in thought, spoke first. The matter had reached this point, and the only way for them was to ask for help.

"Brother Xilou, I can't do anything well. Do you think my father will think I'm useless if he finds out?"

Wu He's immature face had already been filled with vicissitudes that did not belong to his age. He was afraid that his father would blame him for not protecting the tribe well.

"No." Xilou hugged Wu He in his arms: "You took the initiative to ask for the Lord's mercy, which gave us a chance to take revenge. Uncle Sacrifice will be proud of you."

"Well, I see." Wu He clenched his fists with bright light in his eyes: "Let's go and find Lord God Envoy and Lord God Son. We agreed to meet in autumn, so let's go early, maybe Lord God Envoy Will be very happy!"

Now that it has reached the point of desperation, it is meaningless to insist on whether the tribe can be completely preserved.

"I'll make arrangements. When the weather clears up, we'll go to the God Blessing Tribe. I told a few people that they've seen traces left by Lord God Envoy in the mountain where we took the soil."

The long rainy season has not come to an end. Thanks to the efforts of the water trucks to drain the water, the water in the rice fields is maintained at a depth of about one foot, which is the most suitable water depth for rice.

However, the abundant rain brings not only the boredom of staying at home, but also the delicacy in the mountains.

Under the watering of the rain, in the mountains.Mushrooms, big and small, sprang up from the soil like mushrooms after rain.

With the experience of eating white mushrooms last autumn, everyone in the tribe knows that there are mushrooms in the mountains that can be eaten.

Moreover, when Su Yao was compiling the text, he also added the course content of identifying whether mushrooms are poisonous in the wild.

People in the tribe study hard.Now that the opportunity comes, we must practice it with enthusiasm.

Su Yao didn't stop them either, and they had to explore and discover everything in this wild place by themselves.

But he was not completely unprepared. Under the eyes of the priest who didn't understand, Su Yao changed his face and poured out a large pot of emetic medicine.

The priest endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but asked Su Yao: "Is the envoy preparing a new prescription?"

"No." Su Yao quickly mixed the liquid medicine, while smiling softly and amiably with peach blossom eyes squinting: "The mushrooms in the mountains are very poisonous, I will prepare more medicine, and if they eat it, it will be easy to deal with it."

This time, not only the priest, but also Ah Huo, who was standing beside him, rubbed his ears, as if he didn't understand why he had ear problems at such a young age.

"Your Majesty made a joke," the priest said in the end to ease the embarrassment: "Everyone has a calm temperament, and they should not easily do reckless things."

"Then I'm relieved!" Su Yao promised, but the movement of his hand still didn't stop, and another clay pot of bitter medicine was boiled out.

The priest wanted to talk to Su Yao about witchcraft and prescriptions, but unexpectedly, Su Yao's door was knocked open.

"Is God's Envoy and Priest here with you?" It was Iron Boss.

"I'm here, come in!" The priest walked quickly into the yard leaning on a cane.

When Boss Tie saw the priest, it was like seeing his own father, and hurried forward to grab the priest:

"Grandpa Priest, after eating a mushroom from the mountain, Damei has been nauseated, but can't vomit, come and see with me!"

When the priest heard this, his eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Su Yao from the window with his neck straightened.

He didn't know why Su Yao's words were so eloquent?Does he really have the ability to predict the future?

"Grandpa Priest, why don't you try the medicine from me first, and if it works, ask Ah Huo to come get it again."

Su Yao's voice came out of the window, with a smile on his face.

"Hurry up and get it," the priest cast a sidelong glance at Boss Tie, who was pulling him to speak, "I've learned all the knowledge of hunting and gathering for so many years into the stomach of wild pigs, so it's not a shame."

Boss Tie hurriedly untied the clay jar hanging from his waist and went to Su Yao to fill the medicine juice, while the priest stood there alone and sulked for a while.

As Su Yao expected, the people in the tribe started collecting all kinds of mushrooms when they went to the mountains.

Relying on the fact that they learned more knowledge collected when they were literate, they compared them according to the scriptures, and by the way, carried forward the spirit of tasting hundreds of herbs, and dared to try poison with themselves.

In just three hours, five people came to Su Yao to beg for medicine, and what poisoned them was a very magical mushroom.

The appearance of this mushroom looks very similar to that of a white mushroom, except that there is an inconspicuous off-white circle in the center of the top of the mushroom.

However, such a small difference makes the effects of the two mushrooms very different.

White mushrooms are delicious and can be cooked in soup, stir-fried and stored in the sun. It is a rare delicacy.

And this kind of mushroom has the effect of relaxing muscles. After eating, it will cause the muscles of the whole body to relax and feel weak.

If the amount of consumption is too large, it will be life-threatening.

"Tell others about the condition of those injured."

In the afternoon, no one came to pick up the medicine, so Su Yao slowly gave Ah Huo an order: "By the way, tell them, even if I am an envoy of God, if they keep advancing like this, I can't save them."

"Yes, my lord envoy, I'll go right away." Ah Huo ran down in a hurry.

When only he and Zhongli were left in the room, Su Yao laughed triumphantly: "I guess they have learned this lesson, and they will not dare to venture in again in the future."

That's right, Su Yao deliberately lured people from the tribe to pick mushrooms on the mountain.

Life in the Huangping tribe has been going so smoothly recently, and some people inevitably have aggressive ideas, and they lose their former composure when doing things.

This can be seen from the performance of everyone's daily conversations and work.

"You're still too soft-hearted." Seeing that he was smiling happily, Zhong Li didn't want to disturb his good mood, so he just answered this sentence.

"I can't help it either. If there is enough time, I'd rather let them stumble and stand up again."

Su Yao held back a smile and then became serious: "The rain is about to stop. If you don't let them suffer now, and give them the land when the time comes, they still don't know how to rush in!"

"Farming is different from other things. If you have been busy for two seasons in summer and autumn, but there is no harvest in the end, that is the most hopeless."

Su Yao had good intentions, so Zhongli naturally knew it.

It rained for another two full days, and the rare sunshine appeared in the sky. After a while, the rain gradually stopped. The rainy season, which lasted for nearly a month, was finally coming to an end.

Su Yao finally put on the agenda to change the tribe's name and tribe's totem.

After the sound of the skin drum at eight o'clock in the morning, more than 8000 people from the Huangping tribe gathered neatly in the big field, waiting for Su Yao's announcement.

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