Fang Rong took a liking to some smaller porcelain jars, one about the size of a palm. He planned to use these to store honey, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sell it.
The shop owner was very interested in his honey and was willing to trade with him for ten small bottles of honey per pound. However, he probably hadn't tasted honey much, so he didn't have much need for it and refused to trade further. Fang Rong had no choice but to go to other shops.
He took a couple of steps and suddenly realized that Fang Hua hadn't followed. The guy grabbed his animal hide and pulled him back, stopping in front of a cloth stall.
The cloth was a variety of colors; females love bright things, especially unmarried females who dress in flamboyant ways.
Fang Rong was wearing a green patterned shawl.
The women's clothes are mostly shawls, probably because they are simple and don't require much sewing to make a garment.
They are very skilled at craftsmanship, and they will sew some brightly colored seashells or embroider patterns on the shawls. Some of them even have patterns already crocheted on them when they are bought.
Fang Rong's green outfit also has a pattern, with red thread embroidery, and it's quite pretty. Fang Hua bought it for him when he went out, and he said he fell in love with it at first sight.
"Do you want to buy clothes?" Fang Rong asked, straightening the shawl he had chewed up.
Fang Hua placed her hand on the red fabric and said, "Let's get married."
So that's what you were thinking about.
Fang Rong laughed out loud. It's good to be married. With a proper title and status, everything will be much more convenient in the future.
"Then let's get married." The two bought a ten-meter-high red cloth, five meters for each of them, because his shawl was a little different. It was a modified version, with a simple sleeve sewn on and a belt tied around the waist to make a garment.
You can go out without wearing any clothes underneath.
The sleeves are very loose and large, suggesting a tenacious spirit, like the costumes of the past, but with a slight difference.
Anyway, Fang Rong found it quite comfortable to wear; he liked the loose and unrestricted feeling.
As for Fang Hua, he still doesn't like wearing clothes unless necessary, such as for a wedding.
The wedding ceremony in the orc world is very simple. With the consent of the chieftain and the blessings of the whole tribe, there is no need to hold a banquet. However, a sacrifice must be made to the god of life in nature.
These people all believe in this, even though it's all just superstition and they've never actually seen a god appear. But when in Rome, do as the Romans do, so they'll worship if they're asked to.
Today, not only are they getting married, but there's another couple. The clan chief asked them to discuss it and find a time to settle down.
The other pair were both males. Because one of the males had a crippled leg and could not fulfill the responsibilities of a male, he had no choice but to marry someone else.
As it happened, there was a male who liked him, so the two of them became a couple, settled their marriage within the group, and saved the tribe a female.
In the orc world, there is a shortage of females, and some females have to marry two or three men at the same time. Basically, brothers share one wife.
Today, the lame male was unlucky; he was to marry a family of seven: his father, mother, brothers, and his own three brothers. So, he was actually to marry three males.
Fang Rong seemed to have already seen the miserable future of that lame male. These orcs were all incredibly strong, and when they did *that*, they wanted to do it for a lifetime. The three of them were laughing at the same time, and his anus was going to suffer.
Just as Fang Rong was feeling relieved that he only had one, the clan leader suddenly asked him if he wanted to find two more.
Before Fang Rong could even react, Fang Hua's expression changed. Flames erupted from his body, and the ground beneath his feet cracked open, becoming parched and dry.
"No need, no need." Fang Hua alone was already too much for them, let alone finding others.
But he's clearly the groom, what does it mean that he asked me if I wanted to find two more brides? Two more brides?
Fang Hua looked especially beautiful today. A bright red shawl was tied around his waist, revealing glimpses of his chest. He had paint on the corners of his eyes, which made his already sculpted features even more exquisite. He was breathtakingly beautiful.
The clan chief painted red pigment between the two men's eyebrows, forming an inverted triangle shape that ran from their foreheads to their brows.
Then they began to receive everyone's blessings. Each person came forward to touch their head and pray for a few minutes. The ceremony was then complete, and the couple was sent to their bridal chamber.
Fang Rong took out the prepared red veil and placed it on Fang Hua's head. Although a wedding ceremony had already been held, they felt that this was more reasonable. After all, according to modern culture, this was how people got married a long, long time ago, and there are still retro-style wedding ceremonies now.
Fang Hua was exceptionally well-behaved, her exposed arms were long and strong, her slender ankles were occasionally revealed, and large areas of skin on her chest looked beautiful under the light, as if coated with a layer of light.
Fang Rong felt a little thirsty and couldn't help but get up and run to get some water.
In the dead of night, Fang Hua waited for a long time but the veil was not lifted, so he simply lifted it himself, caught up with Fang Rong, and pounced on her.
Calm down, bride. You are the bride now. You need to maintain your composure and wait for the groom to take the initiative to pamper you. If you can get clean and lie down before he even pushes you down, that would be ideal. Of course, a qualified bride will also spread her legs and wait for the groom.
Wait, what did you do?
You slept with the groom?
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