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Dazuo saw that Ning Miao asked very seriously, and answered for his unreliable brother, "Master Ning, there are very few jungles. During the golden moon, we will go to the wasteland at the end of the Eastern Continent. There are many there. We have A big enclosure."

Ning Miao inquired slowly, and she had the bottom line in her heart. The taste of husk seeds is not good, and people will get sick if they eat too much, but it is the food that many tribes rely on to survive the snowy moon.

The seedlings of Huangze are divided by various orc races, the land of the big clan is large, and the land of the small clan is small.

When the Golden Moon arrived, all the orc tribes in the Eastern Continent were mobilized, and the orcs held the biggest trade fair of the year there.

After discovering rice, Ning Miao immediately began to think about planting. The jungle is not suitable for farming, and he will slowly look for new settlements later.

For dinner, fresh fish, fresh meat and fresh mushrooms were put into the pot together, and everyone ate deliciously. Since Mr. Ning, the food is no longer limited to roast meat and grass seeds. It can be full and more delicious.

Ning Miao went to the pottery kiln of the pottery management team to have a look, but couldn't give any constructive suggestions. To improve the quality of pottery, it is most important to increase the temperature of the fire, but at present, there is no coal, and it is too late to burn charcoal.

After thinking about it, Ning Miao handed Zhen a bamboo pole with a hollow in the middle, "Use this to blow fire, maybe, uh, it might be useful."

Needle took over the artifact personally bestowed by the clan witch, and felt like a treasure.

Then routinely checked the condition of the Mavericks. Except for the bloodletting Dashan, the food intake of the rest had been halved, and a total of about [-] catties of meat was consumed.

Under Ning Miao's repeated urging, the hunting team mainly hunted through traps, barely got [-] catties of meat, but it was better than nothing, some subsidies, but fortunately no one was injured.

After the dried salted bamboo shoots were dried, they were brought back into the cave. It weighed more than [-] catties. Ning Miao had to act like a miser, following Hu Ling to count the food reserves again.

Calculated according to normal consumption, even without any income, you can spend three days, and as long as you persist for five days, the toxins in cassava will almost fade away, and you can enter the diet.

Ning Miao smiled gratifiedly like an old man, and then became angrily. My heart is broken. The guy at home doesn't know how to be gentle and considerate at all. He just knows how to toss and toss me on the bed. No matter what he says tonight, he can't get away with it. It's not okay to sell badly.

Thinking of this, Ning Miao's old face blushed. Last night, she was stunned by the wet eyes of a small white-winged beast. She took the initiative to climb onto the man and completed the first ride in her life. Damn, it's quite impressive .

Anyway, Lao Tzu is finished, drifting away on the road of abnormality, like a wind blowing eight hundred miles, without asking the date of return.

Sadness is like a river against the current.

That night Ning Miao carried out the literal sense of washing and sleeping from the beginning to the end, Bai Yi recovered quickly, and the wound was basically healed after the stitches were removed. If Ning Miao hadn't been restrained, this guy would probably turn around on the spot, don't worry thing.

Bai Yi felt that he was holding a piece of wood in his arms, allowing himself to be rubbed against, touched and pinched without being moved.

Bai Yi also knew how to measure, and she was addicted to her hands, so she gently stroked her partner's back, Ning Miao groaned twice, and fell asleep at ease.

Three big moons rose to the middle of the sky, and in the middle of the night, the snoring of the tribe was everywhere.

However, there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings.

The six winged tigers on the platform suddenly became irritable, their eyes were red, the fur on their necks exploded, and they let out a louder roar.

The guards in charge of night duty immediately rushed to the patriarch's cave to report. Ning Miao was woken up early, put on the animal skin dress two or three times, and ran down in a hurry.

The whole clan gathered around the platform, the old clan Wuhuhe was still calm, and the command staff quickly prepared the food.

Ning Miao was a little dazed, and she didn't even know when Bai Yi arrived by her side. Bai Yi stretched her arms around Ning Miao's shoulders and said in a low voice, "It's okay, Ning, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ning Miao looked at Bai Yi, and felt as if the sky was falling and he was standing on top of a tall one. The crowd gathered to watch the six winged tigers eating wildly, and the tiger feeding team shook their hands while feeding, one hundred catties, two hundred catties, Three hundred, five hundred, one thousand, two thousand...

When the number reached [-], Ning Miao suspected that the stomachs of these six stupid tigers might be directly connected to the black hole of the universe, and beckoned to the bereaved tiger spirit, "Hurry up, set up the pot and cook the jerky."

Facts have proved that Ning Miao, who is planning for a rainy day, is extremely wise. At dawn, the six-headed winged tiger ate up all the stored fresh meat, and the broth made of mushrooms, salted bamboo shoots and dried meat made a grand debut. I didn't let it go, and stewed it all in one pot.

Ning Miao put salt powder into the pot dumbly. If someone told him now that these Mavericks could eat a hundred whales, he would believe it.

What about science?What about the law of conservation of energy?It was so fantastical that Ning Miao wanted to compare his middle fingers.

Maverick finally stopped eating, looked up to the sky and howled several times, then curled up head and tail, and fell asleep comfortably.

The tribe's resident is in a mess, and if it happens again at such a night, no need to think about it, Ning Miao will be the first to serve the tiger with his body.

Bai Yi is the only person in the whole clan who can laugh, probably because of the smiling face of the patriarch, everyone can still keep their senses.

Ning Miao was the most affected, cheered up from the daze, yes, it is luck to survive this calamity, but it is fate to survive, the big deal is explained here, co-authors are not alone.

He broke the boat and fought his last battle.

"Hu Ling, how much food is left, all cooked."

Bai Yi's deep and deep voice resounded, which was especially soothing.

"Warriors, warriors, my people, the winged tiger tribe has been in the east land for thousands of years. Our ancestors believed in the god of beasts. The Chiyue jungle will never betray us. The winged tigers will never surrender. The gods Above, the Yihu people will surely see the desolate marshes of the golden moon, step through the blizzard of the snowy moon, and usher in the next flowery moon!"

"Yes, what is this? We have God's favor, and we have God's messengers."

"As long as the patriarch and Master Ning are here, everything will be fine."

"God is above!"

"The Mavericks will never surrender!"

……

Ning Miao watched the blood of a group of people and beasts boil, and couldn't help but sigh that the power of faith is incredible. In an instant, the lifeless clansmen became as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they had endless strength.

The orcs ate the last grass seed. In the past 50 years, the Yihu tribe once again encountered a major crisis of having no food.

The amount of meat hunted every day varies. On average, it is basically enough for rations, with a slight surplus. To survive the long winter months, there must be sufficient food reserves.

Ning Miao silently looked at the river and saw the straw baskets submerged in the water.

Yes, isn't there cassava?How could I forget this.

Ning Miao laughed out loud, who said that the landlord's house had no surplus food, and it was all there for nothing.

"A Yi, have you seen anything in the river?" Ning Miao smiled and pointed to Bai Yi.

"I've heard from people in the clan that it's rotten belly root." Bai Yi replied with some embarrassment when his partner was getting excited, "Well, you can eat a little."

"No, from now on, it's called cassava." Ning Miao amplified the volume, "Cassava, after peeling, soak it in water for seven days. It can be eaten after cooking. It's not poisonous."

"What did you say?" Bai Yi was both surprised and delighted when he heard that rotten tripe roots could be used as a staple food for the first time.

Ning Miao is not without pride. She planned to cook a few pots for everyone to taste before telling the news, but now it is a very good time.

The belief in God is firm, but the food that is just around the corner can calm people's hearts even more.

The tribe burst into cheers.