Chapter 115 Primitive Orcs 12
Li Ya followed Xie Yunsui to the charcoal burning place. Looking at the three dark holes in front of him, he was at a loss for a moment.
"What's this?"
Xie Yunsui asked him to wait while he arranged for the six wolf beastmen who had come with him to dismantle trees nearby. Then he said to Li Ya, "This is where I used to make charcoal. It's not difficult. I just used wood from nearby. See these little holes..."
Li Ya listened carefully and nodded from time to time.
At first, I thought Priest Yun couldn't handle it alone and needed my help, like moving wood or something. But then I started to feel something was wrong: "Does Priest Yun want me to do this kind of work alone?"
Xie Yunsui smiled. "I see you have a good control over the heat. This job really requires your ability."
Li Ya's fox eyes suddenly turned red, as if filled with grievance and sadness.
Li Ya had never heard the phrase "I need your ability" since she was a child.
He didn't even know that he had any special abilities. He always did unimportant jobs that anyone could do.
Li Ya moved her ears and asked Xie Yunsui for confirmation: "My ability?"
"Yes, don't worry. I'll show you how to do it once, and then once you've learned it, I'll give it to you." Xie Yunsui said affirmatively.
Li Ya's heart instantly burned with passion. He straightened his chest and studied seriously, determined to complete the task assigned by Priest Yun.
The six wolf-orcs happily gnawed and scratched the redwood, and soon a big tree fell down.
"Awoo~" Lang Qi asked Lang Feng in a low voice whether they should go to a farther place to gnaw on the tree, otherwise they would hear everything that Priest Yun and Li Ya said.
That's such a great skill as burning charcoal.
Lang Feng slapped him with his claws: "Don't listen."
Lang Qi felt aggrieved: "We wolf beastmen have always had very good hearing. We even heard the sound of the Cloud Priest secretly giving the durian to Xier at night."
There was thick rock between the two caves, but it couldn't block the wolf-beastmen's ears.
Xie Yunsui, who was speaking, suddenly paused and looked over subtly.
Lang Feng patted him again: "Don't talk nonsense, Priest Yun didn't give it secretly, they are partners who want to form a bond, it is normal for Priest Yun to give Xi'er food."
Lang Qi: "Oh." After a pause, he asked, "How do you know they are going to be partners in a bond?"
Langfeng: "I heard what Priest Cloud said."
Xie Yunsui: "..."
He discussed this with Xier in the evening. He wondered how many people would be willing to stay in the valley after the snow season. If many people stayed, he would plan to hold a grand party and a covenant ceremony at the same time.
Xie Yunsui stroked his forehead. He had not expected that the wolf beastmen’s hearing was so strong. It seemed that he could not be lazy in the future. He had to make arrangements as needed.
Fortunately, Xiaoxi is now in beast form. He just held Xiaoxi and sucked her fur without doing anything abnormal, otherwise everything would have been heard.
Good heavens, it seems it's time to separate the wolf orcs.
Living in the same cave, there are always people talking and turning over at night, and some go out from time to time to meet their physiological needs. For the wolf beastmen, no matter how quiet the sound is, it should be a torture.
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Xier sneezed by the river and shook off the water droplets on the tip of his nose.
"Hu Zhao, how many fish have we caught?" Xier asked.
Hu Zhao looked at the fish on the river bank, changed into human form, and compared them one by one with his fingers.
After showing ten fingers, and then ten more, he shouted, "There are twenty fish."
Xier was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he caught another big fish. The fish was half frozen as soon as it came into contact with the air, and it was stiff when it landed on the shore.
Hu Ji followed Priest Yun's instructions and dug out everything in the fish's belly and threw it away, taking only the fish meat back with him.
Priest Yun also said that one should be careful not to cut something called the gallbladder, otherwise the whole fish will become unpalatable.
Hu Ji recalled that the fish he ate before tasted bad and often tasted bitter. It might be because he had eaten bitter gall.
Now he could cut the fish more skillfully.
Hu Zhao also listened to Priest Yun. He dug a ditch a few steps away from the river, buried the fish intestines in it, and then covered it with a layer of soil. He said that the fish intestines he dissected by the river would be placed here in the future.
After finishing this work, he also strung together all the cut fish and then bundled up the collected ice. He was busy all the time.
"It's getting dark, Hu Ji, Xi'er, Shi Yan, we have to go back."
The three big cats responded and began to finish the work, each carrying a thick layer of ice on their backs and holding a skewer of fish in their mouths.
Holding the fish in his mouth did not hinder his conversation. Hu Zhao smelled the fish and couldn't help asking.
"Xier, is the fish and radish soup really delicious?"
"I haven't tried it, but Yun Sui said it's delicious."
"It should be delicious. Radishes are delicious, and they're also delicious when cooked in soup with meat. I think the meat has become sweet, and the fish should be the same."
Xier grumbled twice and said, "Yun Sui said that there will be small fish after the snow season, and he will make dried fish for me to eat."
"Dried fish?"
"It's delicious, fragrant, and crispy. It's better than anything we've ever had."
The big cats are beginning to look forward to life after the snow season, hoping that the snow season will pass quickly.
In the past, in the tribe, because it was too cold and too hungry, everyone prayed for the snow season to pass quickly every waking moment, but time always seemed so long.
But it’s different now. I can eat and drink enough every day, I feel energetic, and I am not afraid of the cold when I go out to work.
I work with great anticipation every day, and time flies by.
Hey~dried fish~
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Li Ya went out in the afternoon, but he stewed the sweet potatoes in charcoal at noon, and Zuyang, who stayed in the cave, was responsible for making soup.
Xier and the others came back in time, and the water in the stone pot had just heated up.
Zuyang asked, "Put the fish directly in the pot?"
Xier shook his head, and Hu Zhao and the others were also stunned: "That should be it?"
Zuyang stared at him with his eyes as big as copper bells.
Hu Zhao scratched his head: "How about waiting for Priest Yun to come back and ask him?"
Their tribe used to cook fish by putting it directly in the pot, but it tasted terrible. Priest Yun’s method of cooking fish must be different.
Xier ran back and forth between the two caves, but didn't find any trace of Xie Yunsui. He knew that he hadn't returned yet, so he said hello to Hu Zhao and turned around to pick him up.
Hu Zhao first unloaded the ice and shook off the ice chips on his body.
Hu Ji and Shi Yan were already warming themselves by a fire each. Hu Zhao thought about it and went over to warm himself by the fire as well.
The demi-humans who stayed in the valley to clear the snow have all returned and are continuing to weave bamboo baskets, occasionally exchanging a few words. Hu Zhao narrowed his eyes and thought of the dried fish that Xier mentioned, and after the snow season... Hu Zhao shuddered suddenly and suddenly remembered what Priest Yun said, that a covenant ceremony would be held after the snow season.
Those who were driven out of the tribe could return to the tribe if they survived the snow season.
Hu Zhao never thought about going back.
One of his legs was broken, caused by a bite from a wild beast while hunting. After he came back, the wound did not heal, the whole leg was rotten, and he was not feeling well. At that time, the tribe thought he would not survive and even did not want to share food with him.
After waking up from hunger, Hu Zhao tore off his rotten leg with all his might, causing him to bleed profusely.
Unexpectedly, it was a blessing in disguise. He did not die. With the little food shared by Xier and other people in the cave, his health gradually improved.
But without a leg, his body stability was very poor whether he was escaping or attacking, and the hunting team would never be able to go.
Hu Zhao could only do some of the work of the subhumans in the tribe, but orcs have big appetites, and the food allocated to him was not enough for him to eat. He could not save enough for a family, so no subhuman was willing to have children with him.
In the Golden Tiger Tribe, he is unwanted and even despised.
But in the valley, Priest Yun never treated him as a disabled tiger and always took him with him when assigning tasks. Hu Zhao was very touched.
More importantly, Priest Yun is so powerful and knows a lot about food. There will be no shortage of food as long as they follow him. Hu Zhao thought that even if the snow season is over, he will not go back. He will stay in the valley and give blessings to Priest Yun's covenant ceremony.
In the past, when the elders of the tribe sent blessings, they would not only express it verbally, but also give gifts, some of which were furs that they had tanned themselves, or fruits and herbs that they had picked.
Hu Zhao thought about when he was still a healthy orc warrior and he once captured a long-tailed beast as swift as the wind in the redwood forest alone. They were small in size, had little meat, and were not tasty, but their fur was fluffy and long, bright and soft. If he caught a few more, he could use them to make beautiful mattresses.
When he has nothing to do for a few days, he can go out and look for the long-tailed beast.
Xie Yunsui had no idea someone was planning to give him a gift. When he came back, he saw the frozen fish had been cleaned up very well. Hu Ji had even considerately scraped off the scales. He smiled and said, "Just put it in the stone pot and cook it."
In fact, it would taste better if it was fried and then boiled, but they don’t have the conditions for this at the moment, and they don’t even have salt, so they can only make do with it.
Speaking of salt…
The Luoluo beasts that we had been eating before contained a certain amount of inorganic salts in the flesh and blood of large beasts like these. The Luoluo beasts were almost finished. If we did not supplement them with other animal meats and only ate sweet potatoes and radishes, the beastmen would soon run out of strength.
He did have some salt in his hand, but it was all refined salt and he had no reason to take it out.
He remembered that the Red Fox Tribe knew how to make salt?
"Hu Jiao, where is your tribe located?" Xie Yunsui asked.
Hu Jiao recalled: "Not far from the Black Wolf Tribe, walk towards the rising sun and you will see the sea."
Xie Yunsui asked again: "What about your tribe's salt..."
Before he could finish his question, Hu Jiao's face turned pale and he trembled as he said, "I, I swore to the Beast God that I can't tell..."
Xie Yunsui smiled and said, "I'm not asking about the salt-making technology. I just want to ask if there is any extra salt that can be exchanged."
Hu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, yet felt guilty at the same time. He said, "There should be. Our tribe makes salt throughout the entire snow season, because after the snow season, everyone in the tribe will come to us to trade for salt."
"Do you think your chief would trade charcoal for your salt?"
"Yes!" Hu Jiao said firmly, "Our tribe needs charcoal every season."
Xie Yunsui probably guessed their salt-making technology and nodded to Hu Jiao with a smile, "I understand. After the Luo Luo beast finishes eating, I will probably take people to your tribe. Do you want to go back with us?"
After taking the medicine several times, Hu Jiao is now in much better shape except for a slight cough.
With this body, I won’t be considered a burden when I return to the tribe.
However, Hu Jiao thought of Li Ya, and the excited expression on Li Ya's face when he went out with Priest Yun in the afternoon, which was something he had never seen in the tribe.
I just came back with everyone. Although the hair on my face is all black and dirty, I am smiling happily.
Every orc wants to be useful, right?
Hu Jiao thought it would be better to stay in the valley. He shook his head and said, "I won't go back, but if Priest Yun wants to lead the way, I can."
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