Chapter 116: The Early Death of the Orc World 4



Chapter 116: The Early Death of the Orc World 4

Before the sun rose, Lin came to Qinghe's house to help.

Behind the entire tribe is a hill. Tall pine trees are scattered all over the mountain, with winding vines clinging to them. Fruit trees of various colors are scattered among them, and the thick meadow is full of ripe fruits.

The Qingshan Tribe got its name from the Qingshan Mountain behind it.

Qinghe's home is located in a corner under the green hills.

When Lin arrived, Qing He was blushing as she recalled the erotic dream she had last night, about a hunk with eight-pack abs and all that…

Ahem, she secretly cursed herself, could it be that the snow season is coming, or the estrus period has arrived? In any case, it is definitely not her lust.

Lin came to help Qinghe make pottery. Early in the morning he went to the beach downstream of the river and dug a basket of clay.

"Knock, knock, knock~" There was a knock on the wooden door.

As soon as Qinghe opened the door, he saw Lin standing outside. There was a basket of wet mud at his feet, and the mud slowly seeped into the ground through the gaps in the rattan basket.

To make pottery, the clay needs to be left alone for a while to dry out.

Lin followed the little female and walked in. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a large hall, which was used for entertaining guests and for orcs to transform. After all, orcs usually grow to 2 to 3 meters in height after transformation, and sharing a bedroom with a female was too cramped for them.

There were two wooden doors on the left side of the hall. It turned out that one was Qinghe's bedroom and the other was her father's.

Later, she converted the original owner's father's bedroom into a storage room. Now there are rows of storage compartments inside, and the compartments are almost full of jars, most of which are stone jars and very few are pottery jars.

Admiring these chubby jars filled with food, Qinghe felt safe.

As for her bedroom, the original huge stone bed had been moved to the front yard and placed against the house for other uses.

Lin followed Qinghe through the living room. The kitchen was at the other end of the living room. The rich aroma of meat wafted out through the gap in the kitchen door.

Touching his hungry stomach, his eyes flashed with pride. She was indeed the female he had chosen, and even her cooking skills were so good.

The meat in the clay pot was simmered over the charcoal fire in the stove all night last night. The meat on the bones had been stewed until soft and the bone marrow inside had been separated into the soup. The soup was milky white and smooth. Qinghe added some salt grains into it, and the rising steam was fragrant and fresh.

Thinking of the orcs' taste, she roasted another cuckoo's hind leg.

After finishing the meal, the moisture in the clay in the basket has been almost drained out. Qinghe divides the semi-solidified clay into balls, then kneads them hard to remove the bubbles inside the clay. Finally, he flexibly shapes them into the shapes he wants, such as cups, bowls, spoons, basins, pots, etc.

Lin looked at the twisted mud balls in his hands with suspicion, and took advantage of the little female's inattention to slap them into pieces one by one.

As a result, when I looked up, I saw her smiling eyes.

!!!

"Ahem," his cold eyes flashed with embarrassment, "This pile of mud and water hasn't dried yet, so it's hard to shape it."

Looking at the beautifully shaped clay figures made by Qinghe, Lin was puzzled again. Why were the ones she made so crooked and uneven on the surface?

Qinghe arranged the finished clay figures in a row, and together with Lin, moved them one by one to the storage room. After drying them in the shade for three or four days, they could be taken to the tribe's pottery cellar for firing.

The sun outside was hanging high in the sky, the shadow of the big tree in front of the door shrank into a small patch of green shade, and the temperature in the air slowly rose.

Lin used his claws to dig a square earthen kang near the window in the kitchen, and then used thick stone strips to cover the four sides of the kang, and even laid a circle of stone strips around the mouth of the kang on the ground.

Their lunch was cooked on this earthen kang.

The freshly marinated cuckoo meat was cut into red and white strips with a sharp stone knife, skewered onto sharpened wooden sticks, and placed on a plate for later use.

Then he found a few fist-sized ground beans from the corner of the storage room and buried them in the corners of the fire pit along the stone slabs.

Thick firewood was hollowed out and stacked into the shape of a spire, and finally a flint was used to ignite the withered yellow meadow. The orange flames began to jump and then leaped to the entire spire.

Qinghe handed Lin a skewer of meat and held up two skewers of meat and placed them on the flames. As the flames roasted the meat, the surface of the meat secreted a layer of burnt and fragrant fat, occasionally one or two drops of it flowed onto the firewood, causing the flames to leap up violently.

The ground beans roasted by the fire also gave off a sweet aroma, and the leftover soup from the morning was warming on a stove made of stone and yellow mud next to it.

The two had a sumptuous lunch.

After lunch, although Qinghe felt a little sleepy, she didn't want to waste the short daytime at all.

Her family's toilet is located at the right rear of the house, close to the cliff behind the house. It is fine in the warm season, but very inconvenient to use in the snowy season.

Qinghe originally planned to build an archway with stones to connect the toilet and kitchen to facilitate his entry and exit. However, time was too tight and the required stones were too much, so it was estimated that it would not be completed before the snow season.

Moreover, a lot of firewood is now piled up outside the house. Once it is covered by a blizzard, it will be impossible to get it back even if you want to.

So she decided to build a long hut next to the toilet to the kitchen to store firewood, and then make a batch of ice bricks after the first snow to build a windproof corridor connecting the hut and the kitchen.

Lin had saved a batch of stones to build his own hut. He was worried that the little female who had just lost her father would become homesick, so he decided to move in with her during the warm-up period.

Now this batch of stones can finally be put to use.

He called a few brothers to help him with the work, and with the efforts of several beastmen, the cabin began to take shape in the afternoon.

Qinghe: Hmm...are all the beastmen in this world so strong that they can create a room just by rubbing their bodies?

She enthusiastically invited everyone to have dinner together, but when they glimpsed the cold faces of their brothers next to them, several beastmen quickly declined. The good brothers wanted to be alone with the female sweetly, and they would not go up to her and ask for trouble.

Otherwise, when they look for a female, this cold-hearted and cruel guy will not miss any opportunity to take revenge.

In the darkness of the night, several beastmen made faces and chuckled. Moreover, as we all know, beastmen in estrus have a strong desire to monopolize their females.

Regardless of the usual relationship, anyone who is viewed as a potential rival will arouse particularly strong hostility from the other party.

The backs of several people disappeared in the vast night in the blink of an eye. Qinghe looked at a beastman leaning against the door with a suspicious look: "What did you do just now? How come everyone disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

The sharp claws were retracted instantly, and he became nonchalant, secretly criticizing those single dogs: "Oh, maybe they are in a hurry to go back and show their courtesy to the females they like."

In fact, the beastmen who have found someone to date have no time to pay attention to Lin's invitation. They are all seizing the time to build their love nests and prepare for the spring snow season.

These few single dogs have nothing to do and become bricks that can be moved wherever they are needed.

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