Chapter 212
Blue and Jerry arrived after they had burned all the monster bones they had collected into bone powder. The two of them arrived at the Heitu tribe, exhausted, carrying large and small bags.
Not long after entering the territory of the Black Figure Tribe, the two saw a group of snow werewolves and argali people struggling to pull a huge plow forward.
"Blue, am I dazzled? Aren't those the argali tribe over there?" Jerry rubbed his eyes suspiciously and asked Blue.
Big question marks were written all over Blue's reddish-brown head. "Did we go the wrong way? Aren't there snow werewolves over there?"
Two tall minotaurs stood there with bags on their backs. After looking at each other, they were both wondering what was happening in front of them.
"Brue! Jerry!"
Heiyan was the first wolf to pull the plow in the front. The snow werewolf's superior eyesight allowed him to see the two minotaurs at a glance. He shook his head, bent down, and got out of the farm tools, shouting loudly as he ran over.
"Look, it's Black Rock!" Blue poked Jerry's bulging arm muscles.
Jerry waved his arms and laughed as he responded, "Heiyan, you've already started plowing the land. Blue and I were worried we'd be late and delay you, but we didn't expect you to be so quick and do a good job. This farmland is really nice!"
The Tauren was not close to the edge of the clearing, but with Black Rock's speed, he ran in front of the two of them in a few seconds.
Hearing Jerry's praise, Heiyan puffed out his chest proudly. "Xiaoyu Sui checked several times to make sure there were no rocks or tree roots in the way. He also had us plow all the uneven areas."
More than a month's effort was not in vain. The members of the entire tribe were so tired that they were hanging out their tongues like dead dogs every day. The plowed fields were neat and tidy and looked quite pleasing to the eye.
Seeing Black Rock, Blue was finally sure he hadn't walked into the wrong tribe. His eyes, as big as copper bells, widened and he asked in confusion, "Why are there still Argali people here? I thought I had walked into the wrong tribe just now."
"It's like this..." Heiyan knew that the complex population of their tribe would arouse people's curiosity, so he prepared an explanation early on and explained it to the Tauren in this way and that.
"I see." Jerry said sympathetically, "But if they stay, they can help you farm. Farming is very tiring, and you've cultivated so many fields. Fewer people won't be enough. There's still a lot to do later."
Blue stood at the edge of the field, looking out, and agreed, "Farming gets so busy that even we Tauren can't handle it. Plowing, fertilizing, and sowing are all difficult tasks, especially during the autumn harvest season. It's so busy that we can barely catch our breath."
Heiyan looked at the tribesmen plowing the land with lingering fear. The work of clearing the land now alone was exhausting enough, and he didn't expect that there would be so much work to come.
"By the way, did you apply base fertilizer when you were clearing the land, so that you don't have to turn over the land and apply fertilizer again." Jerry suddenly thought of this and asked hurriedly.
Hei Yan knew nothing about farming and was scratching his head in confusion. "Xiao Yu Sui arranged for us to bury rabbit, chicken, and duck manure beneath the soil. I don't know if it's the base fertilizer you mentioned, but there's too little manure for so much land. Xiao Yu Sui is burning monster bones, saying that the ashes can replace manure."
Blue grinned widely. "Your young chief really knows a lot. We Tauren all use our own feces to fertilize our land. The Snow Werewolves don't seem to have a centralized composting area yet. We'll have to collect feces for fertilizer in the future. As for ashes, I've never heard of using them as fertilizer."
"Maybe it really is useful. The young chief is so smart. Let's stay here and see the effect. If the ashes are useful, we will go back and ask Chief Xuul to find someone to burn the monster bones." Jerry touched his horn and said honestly.
Heiyan didn't expect that the Tauren trusted Xiaoyu so much. He had a good vision. Look at the chief he chose, whom both the orcs and the dwarves trusted so much. The more he thought about it, the happier he became. His face was filled with a bright smile that even the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out.
It was noon, and the people working under the scorching sun were thirsty. Yu Sui went home early, carrying a pot and mung beans over here. He set up the pot in an open area, threw a big fireball underneath, poured water into the pot, put mung beans and sugar in it and simmered it slowly.
By the time Ashan and Notting returned to the cafeteria with a few dwarves and prepared rice on their backs, the mung beans had also been cooked until they bloomed, making them just the right sweet soup to have after dinner.
As long as the food brought from the fields can fill our stomachs, it is convenient to do so. Today, the dwarves worked together to make big buns stuffed with cabbage and meat, each as big as a snow werewolf's fist.
The buns can be brought over in a clean linen wrapper. The dwarves also stewed potato and dried meat soup in a pottery pot the size of a water tank. The dried meat in the cave will go bad if it is not eaten up soon. The dishes that the tribesmen eat these days are basically made with dried meat.
Although the dried meat was a bit smelly, the dwarf also put a lot of spices in it to remove the fishy smell and odor. He also followed Yu Sui's method and blanched the dried meat in water first, then cut it into pieces and fried it with oil before stewing it. The potatoes were also stewed until they were crunchy, and the taste was really good.
The Snow Wolves only had a rich meal this year. In previous years, they usually ate the smelly dried meat directly. This dish only had a little bit of smell, so of course they didn't dislike it.
Just like the vegetarian Tauren of the Red Grass Tribe would follow the omnivorous Tauren to eat meat dishes, the Argali and Snow Werewolves would occasionally eat some meat during their time together. After all, they were not really just Argali.
What's more, the food cooked by the Black Map Tribe tastes excellent, and few orcs can resist the temptation of delicious food.
Everyone has been exhausted from the recent land reclamation, and they overdraw their physical strength almost every day. Meat can better replenish energy. Due to several factors combined, the argali people now eat together, and the dwarves gradually no longer cook meat and vegetables separately.
Yu Sui chose to cook mung bean soup and eat behind the tribesmen, some distance away from where the fields were being plowed, otherwise dust would easily be raised.
Ellie deftly took down the wooden boards on Ashan's back one by one to serve as a temporary dining table, while Notting took off the buns on his body and moved the clay pots filled with vegetables from Ashan's back.
The homemade clay pots of the Black Tu tribe were similar to human water tanks. When filled with food, they were very heavy and difficult for the dwarves to lift. So this job was done by Notting.
After unloading everything, Ah Shan shook off the fur on his back that had become warm from being hit by the pottery jar. He then transformed back into human form, tying his belt while complaining, "Nodding, you lazy fellow! Why do you let me carry the vegetables while you carry the backpack? The vegetables are heavy and easy to spill, while the buns are so light. How can you be as cunning as the humans in the caravan?"
"Hmph, who told you to be slow?" Notting bared his teeth at him proudly.
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