Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Mum xylophone, don't scold them, I want to get it myself." Bai Qing showed his big white teeth, defending Xiling and the others.

Hearing Bai Qing's explanation, Xylophone stopped preaching. After all, Xylophone didn't really want to scold Xiling and the others. How could she not understand the character of her cubs? Saying this was just to fear that Bai Qing would be dissatisfied with Xiling and the others.

"Forget it, it's up to you." Xylophone said.

As he spoke, he helped to pour the herbal tea, and fed them to the chickadees to drink.

After drinking the herbal tea, there was a slight snoring sound. Seeing the tits and the cubs with their bellies stretched out, they fell asleep in the arms of their respective mothers.

"Xylophone Mu, why didn't you see Yuan Hei?" Chang Xia asked.

Before eating at home, she always felt that she had forgotten something. At this moment, seeing the tits lying in the arms of their respective mothers, Chang Xia suddenly remembered that the ape black who had been mixing with the tits had disappeared.

"He!" Xylophone gave a grin, and explained, "He's been sticking to his roots recently, and he's been running around on White Lake Street. If Root wasn't staring at him, he'd like to live there, even the tribe wouldn't want to come back."

"..." Chang Xia had question marks all over his face.

White Lake Street, what's there to do?

It's nothing more than that each tribe/tribe has more orcs, nothing else.

"Why does he want to live in the White Lake business district?"

"There are a lot of people, and Ape Hei likes to be lively. In addition, with the status of Weishan Ape, the orcs of all tribes/tribes love to feed Ape Hei. He is so happy there that he doesn't want to come back at all. Even going to the Salt Lake to fetch salt this time , couldn’t keep him.” ..

When mentioning this matter, Xylophone felt a little more funny.

Who would have imagined that the calm existence of the old ape would have a descendant like the ape black. If Lao Yuan knew about this matter, nine out of ten he would want to beat Yuan Hei!

I'm so greedy, I'm really worried that I will be abducted by bad orcs in the future?

immediately.

Chang Xia remained silent.

She really didn't know what to say.

"Xylophone, I'm going to go to Weishan Holy Land to dig light grass and light tree saplings recently. Do you want to tell the old ape about Yuan Hei? We can't stand Yuan Hei, or let Yuan Qing or Yuan Bai Live in the tribe..."

After a while, Chang Xia couldn't help but suggest.

Liu Shan and the others each took the cubs back to the cave, and after the cubs were settled, they came to the tribal square to do chores.

"Okay! If you can bring the old ape back to the tribe, I will be more happy." Xylophone said. The Weishan ape group is small in number, but each Weishan ape is very strong.

There are Weishan apes guarding the Weishan holy land, and neither Wu nor the Twilight Forest Beast Clan are worried about the sightless orcs forcibly breaking into the Weishan holy land.

listen.

Chang Xia couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Even if she has the ability to ascend to the sky and enter the earth, she can't turn back the old ape. The old ape regards the Weishan Holy Land as more important than the Weishan ape group. Under such circumstances, the old ape would never be willing to leave Weishan, unless one day the Weishan Holy Land mysteriously disappears.

But is this possible?

Ha ha!

What greeted Chang Xia with white eyes was xylophone's hearty laughter.

"Chang Xia, which day do you plan to go to the Weishan Holy Land to dig light grass and light tree saplings?" Xylophone asked. She knew Chang Xia's reason for digging up the light grass and light tree saplings, and she didn't want to stop it.

Besides, if Chang Xia digs a lot.

Definitely giving some to the Horde.

In the end, it was the clansmen who were rewarded.

Xylophone asked about the time, mainly thinking that the sweet potato pulp would be fermented soon.

She and the tribal people are waiting to distill the sweet potato pulp.

Orcs looking forward to sweet potato wine, don't want too many.

"Recently!" Chang Xia thought for a while and replied.

Xylophone said: "You'd better go to Weishan Holy Land quickly, the sweet potato pulp is almost fermented."

When the sweet potato wine was mentioned, the clansmen who had not dispersed in the square immediately looked at Chang Xia. Looking at the excited and expectant eyes gave Chang Xia a headache.

"Shen Rong has just returned from fetching salt from the salt lake, and the salt blocks need to be ground into salt crystals for collection. Bai Qing has caught hundreds of white-footed chickens, and these white-footed chickens also need to be dealt with. After these two things are dealt with, I will Let's go to Weishan Holy Land..."

just,

I haven't been to Weishan Holy Land for several months.

This time I went to Weishan to bring some gifts to the old ape and Weishan ape.

"I'll help you with the grinding of salt blocks." Xylophone said sharply, "What do you want to do with the white-footed chicken? This white-footed chicken feeds on salt blocks, and the grass seeds and caterpillars it usually pecks at. It should be able to feed. However, the tribal environment is different from that of the salt lake, so it may not be easy to feed."

"Bai Qing wants to eat air-dried chicken and smoked chicken, and... I promise to stew white-footed chicken and chicken soup for the tits at night. If there is any leftover, please ask Xylophone Amu to kill the white-footed chicken and stew it into chicken soup. Let the clansmen have a taste." Chang Xia said simply.

She knew that Songshan chickens might be able to raise them.

But don't even think about it like a white-legged chicken.

Forced feeding will only starve the white-footed chickens to death in the end.

It is impossible for the tribe to have similar grass seeds and caterpillars near the salt lake. Maybe ordinary grass seeds and caterpillars, white-legged chickens are also willing to eat.

However, Chang Xia was too lazy to gamble on this eventuality.

The tribe raises a lot of chickens and ducks, so there is no need to kill white-footed chickens in captivity.

"Chang Xia, have you made up your mind?" Xylophone said seriously.

It's true that she is greedy for white-footed chicken soup, but she didn't want to take advantage of Chang Xia. Chang Xia sews big hands, thinking about the tribe for every good thing, which makes Xylophone very guilty. In private, he often complained that he was not good at all, and couldn't help Chang Xia much.

"Bai Qing said that the salt lake has recently been flooded with white-footed chickens. If you want to eat white-footed chickens, you can go to the salt lake in the holy mountain of Kanna to catch white-footed chickens at any time." Chang Xia said seriously.

"That's fine, I'll thank you on behalf of the tribe." Xylophone said.

Then, put out the firewood in the stew pot. After stewing the stewed meat, let it sit quietly and wait for it to taste. Call the females such as cedar and snails from the cave, and go back to the Baihu cave with Chang Xia, intending to hurry up and grind the salt blocks of Chang Xia's family.

If the work is done earlier, Chang Xia will be able to go to Weishan Holy Land earlier.

Thus.

Don't be afraid to come back late and miss the distilled sweet potato wine.

Chang Xia looked at a group of female xylophones in a hurry, and whispered: "Actually, with the help of Baiqing Xiling and the others, they can grind the salt well in the afternoon..."

Shen Rong chuckled and said nothing.

He knew why Chang Xia didn't speak loudly.

As far as the character of the xylophone is concerned, most of them won't listen to Chang Xia.

Back at the Baihu cave, the xylophone and other females didn't need Chang Xia to open their mouths, they found animal skin bags to pack salt crystals, and went straight to dry.

At the same time, call Xiling Muning.

at last--

On the contrary, Chang Xia Shen Rong had nothing to do, just sat there.

"Chang Xia, why don't you go back to your bedroom for a sleepover? I'll just take Bai Qing to kill the white-legged chicken." Shen Rong suggested. Don't worry about stewing soup at night, you can arrange smoked chicken and air-dried chicken.

In hot weather, air-dried chicken is not very suitable.

Smoked chicken would do.

It is very convenient to hang it directly above the stone stove.

"..." Chang Xia was speechless. Xylophone came to help grind the salt with her clansmen, and she went back to her room to take a nap alone. What kind of words does this sound like?