In the following time, Chen Yao began to deal with the pile of raw meat that had been piled up in the kitchen since last night.
After dinner last night, she quietly sprinkled some spiritual spring water on the raw meat while no one was paying attention, in order to preserve it and prevent it from spoiling.
So, at this moment, she smelled the meat that had been left out for a night, and after confirming that there was no odor of spoilage, she smiled with satisfaction. Fortunately.
Next, she separated the piles of pork, beef and chicken and washed them separately.
She planned to use all the pork and chicken to make jerky so that she could store and eat it later.
As for the beef, it looked very tender, but there was not much of it, so she planned to fry it all, just like how steak is fried in modern society. Only the seasoning was missing, so it should taste pretty good.
Mo Lin watched her busying around and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Chen Yao looked at his small body, waved her hand, and said, "No, just stand aside, I don't need your help with anything."
Mo Lin nodded and quietly stepped aside so as not to disturb her.
Chen Yao lowered her head and used a sharp stone to cut the meat. She couldn't help but complain to the system: "Some of the tools in this small world are really hard to use. It would be great if there were iron tools. In comparison, I still prefer to use a regular knife."
The system said distressedly, "How about this, host? I'll go to the system backend and look for a knife that looks like stone. Even if you use it, they won't know it's a knife."
Chen Yao's eyes lit up instantly, and she said happily, "Okay, okay, go ahead."
System: "Yes, sir~"
While the system was looking for a knife, Chen Yao continued to divide the meat with some difficulty.
At this moment, Mo Lin's voice suddenly came from the other side: "Have you, the Fox Tribe, always used stone tools as sharp weapons?"
Chen Yao raised her eyes to look at him and replied, "Yes, every household in our tribe uses such sharp stones."
Mo Lin was silent.
Chen Yao raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why? Isn't your Dragon Tribe like this?"
Mo Lin nodded and said, "No, we use another kind of forged weapon, which is sharper to use."
Chen Yao thought he was probably talking about a knife made from smelted metal...
But, have the dragon clan been able to master the technology of metal smelting so early?
Isn't this a bit too fast?
When other tribes were still in the Stone Age, the dragon tribe living in seclusion in the mountains were the first to enter the Iron Age?
In short, Chen Yao felt quite surprised, so she couldn't help but ask a few more questions:
"Where do you get the raw materials for forging weapons in your Dragon Tribe?"
"Have you mastered the smelting methods?"
"Is the resulting weapon any good? What does it look like? Is it very different from the sharp stone?"
After asking, she realized that something was wrong.
Logically speaking, in this era, no matter which tribe mastered such advanced technology and skills, it would be unlikely to spread them to outsiders, let alone an orc like her who had only known Mo Lin for a short time.
Besides, such technology is definitely not something that every orc in the tribe can master at will.
As expected, she soon heard Mo Lin respond: "I'm actually not quite sure how to do it specifically. It hasn't been passed down to my generation yet, but my father's generation should know about it."
Chen Yao said smoothly: "I asked anxiously."
Mo Lin shook his head and said, "It's okay. I took the initiative to mention it to you."
Chen Yao didn't say anything.
Mo Lin observed her expression for a while, then suddenly asked, "Do you like sharp weapons like that?"
Chen Yao casually said, "I wouldn't say I like it, it's mainly because I've never seen it before and it feels new to me."
Mo Lin thought for a while and said, "When I get home, I'll bring some to you. Or, if you're interested, you can come with me to my house to take a look."
This can be considered as a way of expressing gratitude, Mo Lin thought.
Chen Yao raised her eyebrows and asked doubtfully, "Isn't your home quite far from here?"
Mo Lin pointed at his wings with his little paws and said, "When I grow up, these wings will also become very big. Then I will be able to fly very fast and get home quickly."
Chen Yao uttered an "oh" and said calmly, "Forget it. You are a male beast, I am a female beast, and we are not from the same tribe. If I go back to your home with you, I always feel that something is not right."
Mo Lin looked up, a little puzzled: "What's inappropriate? I just took you to my house to look at the sharp weapons."
Chen Yao declined politely: "I appreciate your kindness, but the journey is still a long way off."
Mo Lin pursed his lips, realizing something, and said with his head down, "Okay, I understand. I'll send the weapon directly over here to you."
Chen Yao: "Well, let's talk about it later."
The atmosphere between the two orcs suddenly changed.
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After Chen Yao finished her work in the kitchen, she washed her hands and went to the storage room to help.
Mo Lin followed her silently and flew over slowly.
Shen Yun and Shen Qing have completed nearly half of the work.
Seeing Chen Yao and Mo Lin coming over, Chen Jun stood up, wiped the sweat from his face, and said, "I didn't know until I cleaned it up, I was shocked. There are so many things in this room that can be thrown away directly."
Shen Qing was almost dead from exhaustion, so he stopped what he was doing and complained, "Yeah, some things have been stored for way too long. I don't even know how many years they've been there. They've basically rotted away. Just take them out and throw them away."
Mo Lin knew that they were making room for him to live in later, so he said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Chen Yun waved his hand and said, "It was originally our fault for not hosting you well. We are just trying to make up for it now. Besides, even if you hadn't come, we should have cleaned up this room a long time ago."
As she spoke, she pointed to the empty bed near the window and said, "That bed is where you'll sleep from now on. Don't worry, we'll definitely clean up this room today and make the bed so you can have a good rest."
Mo Lin: "Thank you."
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After a while, Mo Lin wanted to share the same room, bed and fur quilt with his wife every day.
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