Ancient Farming: The Entire Tribe's Bigwigs Pamper Me

Yu Wanwan slung her backpack on, ready to head out. However, the moment she opened the door, her other foot simply couldn't step out. Before her now was a scene of silver-clad beauty, covered i...

Chapter 12: Turned into a black-hearted businessman

Bai Jing stroked her hair and hugged her tightly: "Don't worry, your skills are extremely valuable. Even if it means exchanging them for more pink fruits, it's worth it."

Having said that, in Yu Wanwan's eyes, the vines were just a few vines. Could a few leaves be exchanged for a bag of rice?

Yu Wanwan was very panicked after becoming a black-hearted businessman.

But the deal was done, so she said no more.

At worst, I can just never come to the Elephant Tribe again!

The drizzle came and went quickly. Bo Jing glanced at the sky in the distance and said with a hint of joy in his voice, "When the next rain gets heavier, the hot season should be here."

Yu Wanwan scratched his head: "What is the hot season?"

Bai Jing glanced at Yu Wanwan in confusion. "There are two seasons in a beast year: the cold season and the hot season. Orcs store food in the hot season, and use the cold season to mate and wait until the spring to give birth to their cubs. Don't you know that?"

“…”Yu Wanwan: I really don’t know about that.

Facing Bai Jing's scorching gaze, Yu Wanwan's scalp tingled.

She had to find a way to get home quickly! Otherwise, the fact that she was an outlier in the animal world would be exposed.

They left the elephant tribe.

At night, Bai Jing found a safe and flat grassland to live and cook.

He cleared the snow around him, spread the animal skins he brought out on the ground, put Yu Wanwan on top of them, and went to pick up firewood nearby.

Taking advantage of this time, Yu Wanwan found a sharp stone and started smashing the pink fruit.

Tuoshan said that you can just crush the powder fruit and throw it into the fire to roast it.

But I don’t know if it was because the fruit was too hard or she was too weak, but after all the banging, the pink fruit was completely intact and even reflected a little under the moonlight.

Bai Jing had just come back from collecting firewood. Seeing this, he turned his fingers into claws and gently scratched the fruit, splitting it into two halves with a smooth cut.

Yu Wanwan: “…”

I'm so angry and hit hard.