Chapter 335
After the cows were sent to the Heitu tribe, at first there was the smell of orcs everywhere. There were more than a dozen orcs working in the farm. Even though they couldn't see them, the smell of orcs was always around them.
In addition to ordinary pheasants, wild ducks and white rabbits, the farm also has some low-level monsters - gray rabbits. Although their level is not high, they are still a threat to the cows. They really couldn't eat for several days.
The boat had already been tossing and turning all the way, and nearly two hundred unlucky and unhealthy cows had died along the way. They were used as a snack, and the rest were mostly emaciated.
After finally reaching the land, they passed through the territories of various monsters and orcs along the way, and lived under terrifying pressure all the time.
Yu Sui looked at it several times, fearing that these cows could not survive here. He couldn't prevent the orcs from approaching and create a sterile space for them.
Firstly, we don’t have the conditions. Secondly, even if there are slaves responsible for raising cattle, orcs will have to come and deliver food and various daily necessities.
On the third day after the cows arrived in the tribe, several really sick cows died. The rest survived under the careful care of human slaves day and night, and were willing to eat. It seemed that they had gotten used to life here.
"Well done, Gas. That's great. Now the tribe will have dairy products to eat!" Yu Sui patted the slave leader Gas's shoulder happily.
In just a few days, not only did the cows' condition improve, but the human slaves' condition also improved a lot. There were no overseers who beat and scolded them every day. They had enough to eat and wore fur clothes made from the fur sent by the orcs. There was no better life than this.
Compared with their initial pale and thin appearance, after a few days, some slaves had become more rosy-faced, and their numb faces had a lively look.
Living conditions improved, there were no supervisors and no slaves were lazy, and work was done in an orderly manner.
Apart from the fact that the slaves did not want to return to their previous lives, Gas also managed the place well. Based on their age or talents, the slaves were willing to listen to him.
There is no rebelliousness among the slaves. After years of torture, they are not treated as human beings. Deep down, they regard themselves as tools. How can tools have their own ideas?
Yu Sui did not specifically send orcs to supervise. He wanted to let the humans relax and get used to the life here, and he also wanted to see how the slaves worked without supervision.
It seems that Gas is a management talent with a good attitude. Yu Sui admires him very much and has no problem handing over the bullpen to him.
Gas is a middle-aged man, no more than 40 years old, but his face looks haggard and covered with wrinkles, which are all traces of the erosion of time.
He hadn't heard such straightforward and sincere praise in a long time, and his eyes lit up. "The cow is in much better condition, but it's just that it's stored a lot of milk these days, and the milk from the day before yesterday is a little sour."
"Oh, I forgot about this!" Yu Sui slapped his forehead in annoyance. On the first day the cows arrived, he planned to ask the orcs who came to deliver the food to bring the milk to the cafeteria and distribute it to everyone!
It's a pity, but there is a way to remedy it. Yu Sui asked in confusion: "Why don't you drink it? It would be such a waste if it goes bad."
"We dare not," Gass waved his hands in panic, "I'm sorry, sir, I should have told the orcs."
"I don't mean to blame you. I mean, forget it." Yu Sui sighed helplessly.
He took Gas to the room where the milk was kept. There were so many things to do these days that Yu Sui even forgot to have someone build a milking shed, and he didn't let the orcs take the milk. Gas could only put the milk in the dormitory first.
There were two slave dormitories. The slaves were afraid of contaminating the milk, so they squeezed into one room to sleep at night, and left one of the dormitories empty to store the milk. The first milk squeezed out was in the innermost room, and the whole room was filled with the smell of sour milk.
The smell of sour milk was not the same as the yogurt Yu Sui had drunk in his previous life. It was pungent and unpleasant. He frowned and carried the sour milk outside.
Loft was a good business partner, even though Yu Sui was an orc and his image in the eyes of humans was not very good, and he had to pay for the berry wine in advance, but he did not act perfunctorily and found cows of the best breeds.
In his previous life, Yu Sui was a northerner. Many families in the village raised cattle, but his grandparents were old and had no energy, so they sold the only dairy cow in the family before he grew up.
But he liked to drink milk, so his grandfather would take a bowl to the neighbor's house every day to exchange milk for him.
After a long time, he knew which cow produced the best milk.
The dairy cows that Loft brought were closer in breed to the high-yielding Holstein cows of his previous life, and it was obvious that they were carefully selected.
Among the more than 400 dairy cows, more than half are in the lactation period, and dozens of them are in the peak milk production period, producing 70 to 80 kilograms of milk every day. Cows in the condensed milk period can also produce 30 to 40 kilograms of milk per day.
In particular, these cows are carefully selected young cows, and their production will not decrease for at least seven years.
By this calculation, the tribe produces more than 6,000 kilograms of milk every day...
No wonder this dormitory is full of milk. Even the milk in the innermost part is covered with lids and stacked there like a wall. I don’t know how these people managed to sit there. A bucket of milk is not light.
Fortunately, the boss Yu Sui (or should he?) is not a bad-hearted person. He has also worked like a slave and could not bear to let them sleep in bunk beds, so the dormitory is big. The big bunk bed is better than the bunk bed, at least there is no need to worry about falling at night.
But this dormitory was filled with milk, and Yu Sui felt regretful for his mistake.
"Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault, and I won't punish you. Although the milk is sour, it can still be made into other foods."
After carrying out all the milk, Yu Sui saw Gas using all his strength to carry out a bucket of milk weighing hundreds of pounds. He stood nervously by the side, panting heavily with exhaustion.
Seeing him like this, Yu Sui comforted him.
Gas relaxed a little, but doubts arose in his mind. Could it be cheese? Could orcs make cheese?
But this young orc was actually the chief, so friendly, and looked just like his neighbor's son before he became a slave, but whiter and better looking. If he hadn't told him that he was an orc, Gas would have thought he was the young master of some noble family.
However, the impression of orcs among humans is very backward, and the orc tribes we saw along the way also confirmed this impression. They don’t even raise dairy cows here, so how could they make cheese?
Gas was full of questions, but he didn't dare to say them out loud.
Yu Sui asked him to wait here and went home to bring two large pots and his personal large spatula.
I have to say that this time it was a lucky coincidence. The fermentation degree of the milk was just right, perfect for making milk tofu.
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