Chapter 261
"Little clan leader, he has no ill intentions, he is just a little naughty, please don't be angry."
The older female cats advised anxiously, fearing that Yu Sui would lose his temper because of this matter.
Yu Sui smiled, sat down again, pressed Maomao on his legs, picked up a piece of cut potato, washed it with a water ball, and stuffed it into the kitten's arms.
"Are you hungry? Here you go."
Maomao ignored the potato in his arms and stared at the water seeping into the ground with his round cat eyes. "Magic!"
When the cats saw what Yu Sui did, they knew he was not angry, so they lowered their heads and continued to cut the potatoes, but they all glanced in the direction of Maomao out of the corner of their eyes, worried that this naughty and bad-tempered little cub would make trouble again.
Maomao's surprised look made Yu Sui laugh. He stretched out his palm, and a round water ball slowly condensed in his palm. He pushed it into Maomao's arms, enclosing the potato pieces inside.
Out of curiosity, Maomao completely forgot about his worries and fears, and tentatively reached into the water ball with his pink paw pads. Seeing that the water ball did not break, he rummaged around in it even more happily, taking out the potato pieces and putting them back in, having a lot of fun.
Seeing this, Yu Sui took the opportunity to gently touch the cat's head, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, let Maomao squat on his legs, and continued to cut the potatoes in front of him.
After a while, when Maomao's novelty wore off, he realized that he was still squatting on the snow werewolf's legs, and immediately jumped down.
But the potato and the water ball were still on Yu Sui's legs. Maomao bent down and hesitated for a long time. Seeing that Yu Sui didn't react, he stretched out his head and carefully picked up the potato piece.
But he couldn't bear to give up the water ball, so he stood up again, secretly glanced at the snow werewolf, hugged the water ball with his claws, and after getting it, he happily walked away on his two hind legs.
Yu Sui, who saw everything, couldn't help but smile, and felt quite regretful that he didn't take the opportunity to touch her a few more times.
After the potatoes were cut, they had to be left for two days before they could be planted. Yu Sui thought of a simple solution. He stood up, found a small cart, and pulled a cart of wood ash.
Wood ash is really a good thing, Yu Sui sighed again, it has so many uses, and the tribe has the most of it.
The orcs piled the cut potato pieces aside, poured wood ash on them, and then began to stir them vigorously, trying to make each potato evenly coated with wood ash.
Doing this not only effectively prevents potatoes from rotting, but also kills bacteria, prevents pests, and promotes root development.
There are no fertilizers or pesticides here, so Yu Sui can only think of this folk method. This was how people used to do it in rural areas, and the effect was pretty good.
After two days, when the surface of the potato pieces is dry, they can be planted in the ground. Potatoes can be planted at this time. The temperature here in the Heitu tribe is close to that in the north in the previous life. If it gets warmer earlier, potatoes can be planted one or two months earlier.
Although the Red Grass Tribe where the Tauren live is not spring-like all year round, the temperature is better than that of the Black Map Tribe, and the winter is not as cold.
When it comes to farming, they also have an advantage over the Heitu tribe. Take wheat for example. Yu Sui estimates that the Heitu tribe can only harvest two crops a year at most, while the Hongcao tribe can harvest three crops a year. In addition, the Tauren have a long history of farming skills, so the yield per acre is also high.
Maybe the potato seedlings of the Red Grass Tribe have grown tall in the past few days, but their Black Picture Tribe has just started planting.
In addition to cutting potatoes into pieces, he also has to work hard to cultivate rice seedlings these days and wait for transplanting them. Just thinking about it makes Yu Sui feel a slight pain in his waist.
Planting rice is rather troublesome. In addition to using paddy fields and maintaining irrigation, the seedlings must be planted in advance and then transplanted when it is time to plant.
The practice was indeed more tiring and troublesome than he had imagined. He didn't plan to plant many varieties this year. If he could trade for cotton seeds in the future, growing cotton would not be an easy task.
The orcs looked at Yu Sui's actions with confusion in their hearts. At first they thought that these were used for cooking, and they were wondering why so many ground beans had to be cut. They could not finish eating them. Could it be that this tribe was so rich that they would waste food?
When Yu Sui asked them to cut the ground beans according to the buds, some smart orcs guessed that this was for planting. However, they did not dare to ask whether the cut ground beans could really survive, so they had to work seriously on the side.
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"Maomao, you're finally back. How are you? Did you get into any trouble? I've been telling you not to be so impulsive. You're already in your twenties, so why are you still so disobedient..."
As soon as Maomao, holding a potato piece in his mouth and a water ball in his front paws, entered the tent, he was caught by Hui, who was waiting for him eagerly. He kept nagging him for a long time.
Hui was so thirsty from talking that he was about to find some water to drink, but he saw that Maomao didn't listen at all, and he immediately became very angry.
"Look at you. What good is it to anger the Snow Werewolf? You're the only cub that finally escaped. Can't you just be quiet for a while? By the way, what's that in your hand?"
Gray cursed for a long time, but his eyes moved from Maomao's face to the potato pieces in his mouth and the round water balls in his paws, and he asked curiously.
Where on earth did this brat get all these things from? Hui thought doubtfully. He knew this cub very well, and although Maomao was naughty, he would never steal other people's things. And forget about the ground beans, the water ball in his hand was clearly magic.
Maomao pursed his ears guiltily, placed the ground beans in his mouth on a piece of animal skin, and stammered, "These were given to me by the tribe's young chief..."
Hui's eyes darkened. "What? You really went to the head of the human family?"
"I didn't. I just wanted to see what he was doing. Who knew he would find out?" Maomao retorted loudly, his voice getting lower and lower as he spoke, and he lowered his head.
"You, what did they say?" Gray poked the little black cat's head hard in frustration, leaving an obvious fingerprint on the cat's fur.
Maomao covered his face with one paw guiltily, but with the other hand he was still steadfast and refused to let go of his beloved water ball. "He let me eat ground beans and gave me this."
He thought the other party should not be angry. Hui looked at the thing in Maomao's hand and was just very confused. He didn't know what was going on with this water ball. How could an orc have magic?
On Yu Sui's side, he had cut a small half of the mountain of potatoes. When he went to push the ash again, he met Blue. The minotaur was about to go to the dwarves to watch the well digging. When he saw him, he ran over enthusiastically.
"Little Chief, what are you going to do with all this ashes?"
Yu Sui put the cart away and said, "It's time to plant potatoes. I brought some small orcs to cut the potatoes. The ash is to be coated on the potato pieces."
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