Chapter 240
With the arrival of spring, in addition to the surging tide of beasts, there is also the gradually recovering green.
The plains that had grown green grass in previous years are still brown this year, but the land is no longer solid, but soft and flat.
Hundreds of thousands of acres of reclaimed arable land are comparable to the size of a county town in the previous life.
At the edge of the cultivated land, a dozen or so beautiful elves in green robes were plowing the fields with hoes in their hands or pulling plows.
This scene was extremely shocking. The various creatures on the fantasy continent had never seen the elves in such a miserable state. Although they were wearing clothes made of elven cloth and adorned with various simple and elegant jewelry, they had lost their former noble appearance and were all covered in dust and dirt.
Although Ashan delivered food to the elves every day according to Heiyan's instructions, he was more there to watch the fun. He also dragged Notting along to watch the elves plowing the fields under the pretext of delivering food.
The elf could not use magic after being injured, but the magic it had cast before could be taken back. After the plants that covered the sky and the sun and danced wildly dispersed, huge deep pits were left in their place, which was a complete devastation.
Without the ability to use magic, cultivating such a large area of land with human labor would be a disaster.
Freese was in great pain every day. He wanted to lose his temper whenever he started doing farm work, but when he thought of the humans following the cunning little chief, he suppressed the impulse.
He wanted to contact the human to see if he was his prince, but he had no chance because the orcs and dwarves were watching them closely.
This tribe is also very strange. In addition to snow werewolves, there are also dwarves and argali people. The houses they live in and the food they eat are also very different from other orc tribes.
This situation made him dare not act rashly. His magic power and mental strength were overdrawn too seriously. The Snow Werewolf Tribe was not like the Elf Forest and recovered very slowly. The group of Snow Werewolf warriors were not vegetarians. What if that human was really His Royal Highness the Prince? If he acted rashly and injured the Prince, it would be disastrous.
Fres was worried every day and had to do the damn farm work. He was like a volcano that was about to erupt. The other elves who wanted to complain did not dare to speak after seeing his look and could only endure it silently.
Every morning they would be woken up by the malicious dwarves, and then have to do farm work all day. After a few days, blisters appeared on the elves' hands, which would break when they worked. The pampered elves had never suffered such hardship before. It was not until their bodies recovered a bit of magic that the wounds on their hands healed, and then they felt more comfortable doing farm work.
After all, they were Shuyu's tribesmen. Although Shuyu did not plead for them, Yu Sui did not want to make things too awkward, so he asked Xu to keep an eye on the tribesmen and not to mock them in front of the elves. It would be fine to just smile at them behind their backs, but if they really angered the elves and made things worse, it would be troublesome.
Although everyone in the Black Map Tribe wanted to see the elf make a fool of himself, out of respect for the young chief, they would only find excuses to take a look while he was working and laugh at him, but they would not deliberately ridicule him in front of the elf.
The only one who could come into contact with the elves every day was Ashan, who was responsible for delivering meals. He was very unkind and brought Notting along. Although he did not dare to go against Yu Sui's wishes and laugh at him in person, nor did he deliberately withhold the elves' meals, their expressions were enough to make the elves feel humiliated.
Freese was very angry about this. If it weren't for the seriously injured Gray still in the tent and the human who looked like a prince, he really wanted to quickly recover his magic power and raze this inexplicable orc tribe to the ground.
The arrival of the elves is not all bad. Originally, Yu Sui planned to give Qi, Xu and Xiangcao only two or three days to prepare dry food. Now, Qi and the others will not leave the tribe rashly before the elves leave, so they have plenty of time to prepare dry food.
After talking it out with him, Shuyu took him to teach magic far away every day as usual. However, when he later studied how to transform back into an elf, he would let Yu Sui be present and no longer made excuses to hide farther away.
Yu Sui watched a few times out of curiosity but lost interest. He might as well stay at home and make pancakes or bricks.
Although Shuyu couldn't change back in a short time, the effect was very obvious. That was his height. He was a head taller than Yu Sui without realizing it. He seemed to have grown a little taller in the past few days. There were no other changes. Shuyu was anxious, but there was no other way.
The baked sesame cakes filled up Yu Sui’s storage room. Even the door of the cellar was almost blocked by the sesame cakes, making it difficult to take anything out.
This amount is definitely enough for the three of them to eat on the road, not to mention they can also go hunting. Magical beasts are more active in spring, so they won't be short of food.
He also took the time to lead everyone in the cafeteria to brew soy sauce, broad bean paste, and sweet bean paste, which are indispensable condiments.
The weather is dry and the temperature is warm in spring, which is perfect for fermentation. I don’t know if the minotaurs have learned the method he taught them. If nothing unexpected happens, the winter batch should have been eaten, and it is time to ferment the next batch.
The two kinds of sauce are fermented in ceramic jars. When eating, you can just scoop it out of the jars. It is not convenient to store soy sauce in wide-mouthed ceramic jars. In the past, there were few beans in the tribe, so not much soy sauce was made each year. Now we have made soy sauce for the entire tribe, so of course it is better to bottle it.
Plastic was certainly difficult to research, so Yu Sui found a few dexterous dwarfs and asked them to make more glass bottles, put soy sauce in them, and plug the bottle mouths with wooden stoppers.
The human world also uses glass products, and the dwarves also have glass vessels. Yu Sui's request was not difficult. Since glass windows were installed in every house last year, no new glass has been made in the past six months. The dwarves thought that the vessels made of glass with much higher purity must be very beautiful, so they excitedly agreed and started to work without stopping.
Glass bottles and cups are no longer new in modern times, but in the alien world where labor is scarce, glass is still something that only the nobles can afford. The transparency of glass in the human world is not high, so it is mostly used to inlay on castle windows.
The glass made by the dwarves of the Black Map tribe is different. Every time Yu Sui cleans the windows, it is as if there is no glass installed. If the doors are made of glass like modern ones, many people will probably hit their heads every day.
It's easy to imagine that cups and bottles made of glass of this purity would be great. Yu Sui racked his brains to recall the various patterns on glass products he had seen before and gave the dwarves some advice.
Things like hammer patterns and water ripples were quite popular for a while. Yu Sui even bought cups and fruit plates with such patterns.
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