Jiang Yue: "Ah?"
Lan Qiming said, "I shed some scales regularly, and I used to throw them away. Can I use them?"
After he said that, the Bai brothers also had an idea: "Our feathers can also be used."
Jiang Yue thought about it and decided that it was indeed feasible, but she couldn't favor one over the other and ignore the non-mammalian beast husband, so she had to say, "Okay, Qiming, give me some scales, Jiuxiao and Qiankun, give me a bag of feathers each."
The scales can be glued together and made into a small figurine with clay, while the feathers can be made by sewing a puppet first and then filling it with the feathers of the two people.
Feathers can also be made into other decorations, and Jiang Yue already has an idea.
But now I have to be busy again.
The three of them nodded, and soon they gathered all the materials Jiang Yue mentioned and handed them to her. Their efficiency was so high that Jiang Yue even wondered if they had just picked them up.
While Jiang Yue and others were drinking fish soup, Qi Junzhe took some and gave it to the females and cubs of the Lihu tribe.
In the cold winter, they need heat even more.
For some reason, he directly passed Li Ruoyu this time.
Li Ruoyu was just about to take the fish soup when he was ignored, and he felt depressed for a while.
She adjusted her expression and said, "Brother Qi, is there no fish soup for me?"
Qi Junzhe turned to look at her: "Li Shaoci is powerful and loves her people like her own children. She should give the fish soup to the weaker members of the tribe."
Li Ruoyu choked. She had been using this moral kidnapping trick to deal with Qi Junzhe. It seemed that Qi Junzhe absorbed it very quickly and could immediately strike back at her sore spot.
As he spoke, He Zhangjia took the bowl with a smile and drank a sip of soup: "Oh, Xiao Hei's cooking skills are still so good."
Qi Junzhe blushed a little when he was praised: "As long as Sister Zhangjia likes it."
Alarm bells rang in Lu Xiaoming's mind, and he instantly teleported to stand next to He Zhangjia: "Zhangjia, the fish soup is too hot, let me feed you."
He Zhangjia: "No, I can eat by myself."
Lu Xiaoming covered his chest in agony: "Ah, Zhangjia, my heart hurts so much!"
Amidst the laughter, Li Ruoyu was ignored. She pointed at He Zhangjia and asked in dissatisfaction, "Why give it to her? She's an Orange Rank, right?"
Qi Junzhe had a blank expression on his face: "Sister Zhangjia is not the daughter of the patriarch, there is no need to be particular about these things."
Li Ruoyu was speechless: "What about Jiang Yue? She is the clan leader!"
Qi Junzhe's face turned cold: "Yue'er is pregnant, she must eat."
Li Ruoyu was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Yue to look so energetic and agile. Could she be pregnant?
Anyway, you're not pregnant with a white tiger offspring, so why be so pretentious? Humph!
Li Ruoyu didn't get any benefit and left angrily.
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