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"Ah?" The bull orcs were a little dazed.

Qi Su looked longingly at the robust and simple-hearted Barbarian, "Isn't it possible?"

"It's no problem to plant those plants. In summer, short whites will help us hunt, so there is no need to give us plants, and they give us too much. We can exchange them with the hay we brought."

Shouman is the smarter one among the eight bull tribesmen. He still remembers Qi Su's arrogance when he categorically rejected the porcelain statue, and he felt a little flustered when he was suddenly given something by this cub.

Qi Su rubbed her cheeks, what a pure and kind heart this is, it's even more stringent than tigers.

"My innate power is related to plants. I especially want to like to study some plants that I have never seen before. I have never seen these dry grasses. I will exchange them with animal meat. Give them all to me."

Speaking of which, Qi Su stuffed a white radish into Shouman's hand, "So if you want these plants, you can plant them, and we will get half of them from the two races."

Seeing that Shouman and the others were still about to refuse, Qi Su immediately covered his ears, "That's it! You arrange the rest of Hu Yun!" After speaking, he ran to the haystack, determined not to hear or see.

This half-and-half method of harvesting will be scolded in any other place, but it is rejected by the barbarians because they give too much.

He finally knew why the two races had been friends for generations. Who wouldn't want to have more contact with kind and honest people?

After the matter of the barbarian tribe was settled, the well-fed Qi Su stretched out his hand to his shoulder, picked up the super soft fluffy dumpling, rolled it up in his hand like a glutinous rice ball,

While rubbing the soft and fine fluff, Qi Su thought about another matter,

"How does the porcelain burn?"

Xiao Feijiu, who was a little dizzy from being grouped, was about to struggle to get out. Hearing this, he didn't move immediately.

Qi Su didn't live up to Xiao Feijiu's expectations, and really recalled it very seriously,

"It seems to be made out of mud and then burned with fire? Is the mud called kaolin clay or Guanyin clay? Is the fire wood fire or coal fire?"

It is too embarrassing for a science student who turns to physics and chemistry to recall the content of the history textbook at least six years ago because he does not want to recite it.

It is agreed that if you learn physical chemistry, you will not be afraid to travel all over the world?

Qi Su let out a long sigh. If he had known today, he should have memorized the history of the development of the Chinese working people!

But what should be considered is that although porcelain is fragile compared to gold wares, it cannot stop people from looking good. In the long run, it is still necessary to burn a few porcelains politely.

Xiao Feijiu was patiently surrounded by Qi Su for a while, but he didn't hear anything useful. He couldn't help feeling that it was really you.

He has long discovered that Qi Su is always extremely sensitive when it comes to major matters related to food and clothing, and he is quite persistent in some principled issues, but when he encounters some innocuous problems, his mind is like being eaten by moths. , no matter how you pull it, it doesn't matter.

On the other side of the river, the porcelain, which is a fetish at first sight, turned out to be an insignificant thing in the cub's heart. Xiao Feijiu really didn't know whether to be happy or depressed for a moment.

Qi Su pondered for a long time, and vaguely came up with a clue, so he leaned against the haystack, intending to find a comfortable position to continue his memory, but just as he leaned up, he was stabbed by a hard object,

After finally catching a little bit of memory and stabbing it away, Qi Su turned his head in an instant and stared at it fiercely, "What is it?"

The haystacks around the cave are basically prepared for the cubs, and there will be no thorns or thorns that will pierce the cubs' fragile skin. They are always relied on when they want to rely on them. It is rare to be pricked today, and Qi Su remembered, This is a haystack carried by the barbarians.

In the haystack, a cylindrical black pole with the thickness of a finger was propped up where Qi Su was leaning forward and back. The pole was dry and its thick shell was wrinkled.

Although most of them are hidden in the strong haystacks, nodes that are not far apart can still be vaguely seen.

This thing looks familiar...

Qi Su put the gray hairy ball back on his shoulders, grabbed the pole and pulled it out, letting him see if it was the thing he was thinking of.

He thought that he would be able to pull it up casually, but who knows that the Manniu people are so strong that a haystack is as tight as hell,

Qi Su couldn't pull it out, and there was still no movement when he pulled it out again, so he simply stood up, grabbed the black pole with both hands, stepped on the haystack with one foot, and pulled it out violently.

This time it seemed that some obstacle inside had been torn off, the black pole was rumbling, and it seemed that all the smooth bamboo tubes came out all at once, which made Qi Su suffer a lot.

The Manniu people were discussing with Huyun how to do more work when they suddenly saw their haystack swaying a few times, then fell forward, hit the ground with a bang, and jumped up.

"What's the matter?"

The dense haystack was like a brick, and it crashed down, revealing Qi Su holding a black pole behind him,

"Friends of the Barbaric Bull Clan, you really brought a good baby."

The barbarians looked at each other in blank dismay, they brought these things every year, why did they become good things this year?

Jiao Man looked at the black stick that Qi Su was holding, "Qi Su, this one is a bit sweet, but it's very hard to bite, you can't chew it or swallow it, you can't eat it."

This kind of black pole is as sweet as a berry when it is full of water, but it can't be chewed, and it can't be swallowed. They brought this pole here because the tigers eat too much hay, so they can chew occasionally Take this sweet, sweet,

Qi Su said it was a treasure, but they didn't believe it, it must be because the cub was kind-hearted, boasting about what they brought, and wanted to give them a little more meat.

The barbarians have always said whatever they want, their emotions are written on their faces, Qi Su can tell what they are thinking at a glance, all the words are in their hearts for a while, but they don't know how to speak,

I have said that it is a good thing, but you still don't believe it. I am a buyer who convinces the seller that the thing in my hand is a good treasure. What am I trying to do?

It doesn't make sense to talk to these barbarians who are less than a string than a tiger,

Qi Su picked up a bone knife, and chopping the black pole into short pieces with a length of a stick. Each section had a node, and then spread it flat on the ground, with an arm's length between them.

"Dabai, Dahei, missing ears, short white, come and help me."

The tigers have seen too many miracles created by Qi Su. The corn is planted by him in this way, so the tiger who was called didn't hesitate at all, and ran over quickly.

"Where to help?"

"Immediately." Qi Su stretched out his hands, his ten fingers were slender and slender, unlike ordinary men with protruding joints, but smooth and gentle streamlines as a whole, his knuckles fluttered like white butterflies dancing,

Wisps of invisible innate power poured down, one after another integrated into the short section of the black pole,

Wow, there was an undetectable sound of sprouting, and at the node in the middle of the short cut of the black stem, a small bright yellow bud slowly emerged, one, two, three...

The small buds popped up one after another, and then things got out of control. The small yellow buds were like bamboo shoots springing up, growing taller with unimaginable vitality and speed, and the color also changed from white and tender to deepening rapidly. It grows to the same black color as the mother plant.

Absorbing and cultivating all the time, Qi Su's current talent and abilities are not the same as those when he first transmigrated, and it is as if there is a divine help to give birth to the plants.

The barbarians saw dozens of black poles growing, and the poles were thicker than the biggest ones they had ever seen. They were so surprised that they forgot to speak.

They only discovered the black poles in recent winters. The black poles are very sweet, sweeter than berries, and the people of the tribe like them very much.

Every year after they harvest, they will share half with the Tianhu orcs, as a thank you to the tigers for hunting for them in summer,

It's a pity that their tribe is such a small clump, and they eat less and less each year. They are still worried. If the black poles are gone, what should they use to express their gratitude?

"This cub... so powerful..."

"If he keeps using his natural power, wouldn't the tiger orc clan never have to starve that day?"

Shouman rubbed the big white radish in his hand, thinking of the kind of field full of green plants, in fact, the Tianhu orcs don't have to worry about food now.

Squatting on Qi Su's shoulder, he looked seriously at the little Fat Jiu that Qi Su gave birth to and glanced at the barbarian, what is food, this cub's little head is full of things you don't know.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Su had already been born, and the black poles as tall as the barbarians grew into pieces, covering almost all the platforms on their side.

The black poles are too high, the leaves on the top are covered like an umbrella, and there is no root system underneath. The tigers have to wrap their hands in a circle to prevent these black poles from falling down.

"Oh, Qi Su Qi Su, how long will we hug each other?"

The black pole on Dabai's side is the fastest to be born. He has been around for a long time like a big roc spreading his wings. Although the black pole is not heavy, it is quite tiring to keep a stiff posture to keep the pole standing.

Qi Su waved his hands in his direction, "Come on, follow my direction, put it down, be careful, it won't go smoothly if it's crooked."

The branches and leaves of the black poles are vertical and horizontal, the leaves are wide and long, and the edges are like knife grass, tangled together, it is really difficult to clean up.

The tigers got the order and pushed together, and the black pole fell to the ground like a piece of wheat blown by the wind.

Qi Su took the thickest black stick, peeled off the broad leaves on it three times, five times and two times, then took the bone knife and slashed it, peeling off the hard and tooth-crushing black skin in a few strokes. Lost.

Seeing that Qi Su came up with something new, the scattered tigers came back together again,

"Hey, I didn't expect that the outside of this pole is so black, but the inside is even whiter than a white radish."

A tiger sniffed the smell of the juice in the air, "It smells a little sweet."

Qi Su beckoned to Hu Yun, who was close by, to hold one end, and chopped off a piece of him, "Taste it, just chew the juice, the dregs must be spit out."

Hu Yun got close, and had already smelled the smell sweeter than berries. Hearing this, he took a bite without hesitation. In an instant, the extremely sweet and rich juice burst out completely.

"Hmm!" Hu Yun quickly took a sip, the juice sweeter than peaches and richer made him almost blissfully blissful, "What is this!"

“A seasonal delicacy in winter—sugar cane.”

Qi Su continued with the big golden pot he just made, and cut the sugar cane, which was about two people tall, into small pieces, "Come on, try it all, it's delicious."