Chapter 17: Going on a Long Journey
After a quick breakfast, Jian Mo wrapped a large bag of fruit cake in a large leaf and went to the open space, wanting others to try it.
Many beastmen in the tribe were waiting for their companions there, ready to go out to collect.
Jian Mo walked towards the familiar group of beastmen.
Zhou Fu saw him and waved his hand to greet him: "What are you holding in your hand?"
Jian Mo walked over and opened the leaf to show them: "It's a new kind of food. Try it and see if you can taste it out?"
Zhou Fu immediately stretched out his hand and wanted to pinch the fruit cake.
Jian Mo turned around and stopped him: "Wait! I brought a skewer."
Zhou Fu muttered: "The skewer is also difficult to cut. It would be better to save it for next time. My hands are not dirty."
Jian Mo did not answer, but smiled and pushed both the skewer and the fruit cake forward.
Everyone picked up a skewer and poked a piece of the pastry to taste it carefully.
Soon, they all showed surprise on their faces.
Jian Mo asked, "Can you taste what this is?"
Zhou Fu sucked on the skewer and shook his head, "Forget about tasting what it is, I can't even taste it if it's meat or a stem."
The others discussed:
"It looks like meat, maybe skin? Otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth."
"I don't think it's meat, meat isn't that tender."
"If it's not meat, then what is it, and why is it so flavorful?"
Jian Mo saw that none of them had guessed, and was about to decipher it.
Qing Kuang at the side showed a thoughtful expression: "I heard that you have been busy with the noodle fruit recently. Is this made of noodle fruit?"
Before Jian Mo could answer, Zhou Fu widened his already round eyes: "How is it possible?! Noodle fruit is so unpalatable. Everyone feeds it to beasts. How can it be made for people to eat? Besides, noodle fruit is round and hard, and this is flat, soft and delicious. How are they the same?" Zhou
Fu turned to Jian Mo: "Is this a new food you found in the forest?"
Jian Mo shook his head and smiled: "It's noodle fruit."
Everyone said it was impossible.
Those beastmen and sub-beastmen who were not familiar with Jian Mo also came over after hearing the commotion. After tasting the noodle fruit cake, they all didn't believe that this was food made of noodle fruit.
Qing Kuang stared at the noodle fruit cake, turned his ears into furry beast ears, and made his pupils bigger and rounder, and then tasted it again.
The others followed his example and released their beastly parts.
The beastly parts were more sensitive, and it was only then that everyone tasted the faint flavor of the flour-fruit cake.
Qing Kuang stared at the flour-fruit cake and asked Jian Mo, "How is flour-fruit cake made?"
Jian Mo briefly explained the production process.
Qing Kuang said thoughtfully, "If flour-fruit can be eaten, this winter will be much better."
He has a cub at home who cannot yet transform, and with flour-fruit as a supplement, he should not be hungry this winter.
The others also thought of this.
Everyone looked at Jian Mo expectantly, and they all expressed their desire to see his flour-fruit cake.
Now that everyone has not gathered yet, it will not be so soon to set off, so Jian Mo took them to see it.
Jian Mo's flour-fruit cake was placed downstairs, and there was a big basin of it.
This grayish-white food looked very solid and tempting, and its taste was much better than the various stems placed beside it.
Xilu couldn't help but step on the ground and asked from behind the crowd: "Jian Mo, how much flour fruit did you use to make so much-?"
Jian Mo gently kicked the bucket beside him: "Just half a bucket."
Xilu: "So little."
Zhou Fu couldn't help it, looked around, and suggested: "Why don't we go pick flour fruit too? Stock up before winter comes."
Xilu was also tempted, but shook her head: "We don't have flour fruit here, only those tribes with low terrain have it. That is someone else's territory, and it's not easy for us to cross the line."
Each tribe had already divided the approximate scope of activities. If you go to other tribes to collect, it will probably cause conflicts.
After Xilu's reminder, everyone's expression calmed down.
Qing Kuang spoke up in the crowd: "Not necessarily."
He had a lot of prestige, and when he said this, everyone looked at him.
Qing Kuang said: "The Zhengchi tribe had a conflict with the Yigu tribe because of territory before, and then the Mengshui tribe mediated for them, and the disputed land was directly vacated, and anyone can go."
Zhou Fu suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, I remember that this matter was quite a big deal, and now the two tribes are not reconciled."
Someone else said from behind: "Should we ask Lu Duan? He is a sub-beast man from the Zhengchi tribe, right?"
Lu Duan is a sub-beast man from the Zhengchi tribe. He met his partner Shui Jin at the hunting meeting and moved to the riverside tribe to live.
They are also a rare couple who came from different tribes.
When two races become partners, their children will only inherit the characteristics of one of the races, so they did not encounter much resistance at the time, and Xuduan had already integrated into their riverside tribe.
The noodle cakes made by Jian Mo were indeed tempting, so everyone decided to ask Xuduan.
They went to visit Xuduan, and Shuijin was also there. The couple entertained the young people with a smile.
When they asked about the noodle cakes, Xuduan thought for a while and said, "There is indeed such a place that is not close to the other side. It is full of water, and there are a lot of noodle cakes in the water."
Everyone looked at each other, and their faces were full of excitement.
Xu Duan continued, "But our Zhengchi tribe and Yigu tribe had a fight, and both sides are holding their breath. Every year, they compete to pick all the things in that unowned place. The noodle fruit has reached its ripening season early, and I'm not sure if there are any noodle fruits there now."
After he said this, everyone's excitement faded a lot.
Zhou Fu was not discouraged: "Didn't they say that noodle fruits grow underwater, are difficult to pick, and are not delicious? Don't you want them? Maybe they are still keeping them?"
Xu Duan: "That's possible."
Others were not so optimistic. Noodle fruits were not delicious, but they could be exchanged for things. The terrain of the Zhengchi tribe was low, there were many tribes, and the exchange of materials was much more frequent than here.
Qing Kuang: "We can find other tribes to exchange some noodle fruits."
Zhou Fu: "The hunting conference is over. There shouldn't be any tribes with noodle fruits to exchange, right? Unless it's to feed the tuo beast."
Qing Kuang looked at Zhou Fu: "Do you still want to go?"
Zhou Fu nodded and expressed his own opinion: "It's meaningless to collect near the tribe every day. It's better to go out for a walk."
After a pause, Zhou Fu said: "Even if there are no noodle fruits there, there must be other things to collect."
This is true, and everyone was tempted to hear it.
Qing Kuang did not express any objection, but just asked everyone to discuss it again.
So everyone formed teams to go out to collect or hunt with excitement and anxiety.
Jian Mo has been in this world for so long, and he hasn't been to places far away. In his heart, he prefers to go out for a walk, but he doesn't know how to say it.
Jian Mo watched them discuss for two days, and even dragged Wu Jiong to discuss several times. In the end, the minority obeyed the majority and decided to go out and take a look.
The Zhengchi tribe is much farther away than the Mengshui tribe, and it takes two or three days to walk to the destination.
To go so far, the entire tribe certainly can't go out together. Wu Jiong and his team arranged for half of the Qingzhuang to stay in the tribe, and the other half to go out.
What surprised Jian Mo was that this time, everyone brought almost all the children who could transform, saying that they wanted to let the children see the world.
Their educational philosophy is quite advanced and inclusive.
This made Jian Mo truly feel that although the beast world civilization is different from what he thought, it is also a civilization and not so backward.
There were many people going out this time, and Jian Mo followed Wu Jiong closely.
They also brought the flying beast with them.
The winged beast had also gotten used to going out with them, chirping all the way, and often asked Jian Mo for snacks.
Jian Mo brought fried fish nuggets, fried crispy meat, fried noodle cakes, preserved fruits, etc., all of which were the things the winged beast liked to eat.
It found that as long as it rolled over in front of Jian Mo a few more times, tilted its head with its belly facing up and chirped at Jian Mo, it would usually get food, and now it has learned its lesson.
Jian Mo also found that the frequency of the winged beast's coquettish behavior has greatly increased, but he can't resist it at all.
- Who can resist a large plush beast showing its soft belly in front of you and asking for stroking? !
They walked for a day and a half and came to the edge of the unowned territory next to the Zhengchi tribe.
This piece of land is actually quite large, almost catching up with half of the territory of the Riverside Tribe.
Qing Kuang rode on the beast form of his partner Di Ya, looked into the distance, and shouted to the sky: "Should we go south or north now?"
Wu Jiong held Jian Mo in his arms and sat on the flying beast: "You guys take a rest here, Jian Mo and I will ride the flying beast to take a look."
They rode the flying beast to patrol in the air, and they could see the situation below from a distance, which was really convenient.
No one objected.
Wu Jiong took Jian Mo to ride the flying beast away.
They had fed the flying beast a lot and played with it in the past two days. The flying beast was getting more and more sensible. They didn't need to pull the reins, and it could obey verbal orders and go wherever they were told.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong saved the energy of riding the flying beast and concentrated on looking down.
The mountains, forests, lakes, etc. below were all within their sight. Perhaps because there was no pollution, the water here was very clear. Looking down from high above, one could directly see the situation at the bottom of the lake.
The branches of the noodle fruit are a bit like lotus, but the leaves are much smaller, and the leaf stalks and leaves are covered with dense thorns, which do not look very friendly to people.
Jian Mo looked at several lakes, and the branches of the noodle fruit at the bottom of the lake were empty. Only a few branches had a few scattered yellow-brown fruits hanging on them.
It should be that the collectors missed them.
Jian Mo withdrew his gaze in disappointment and turned to look at Wu Jiong.
The expression on Wu Jiong's face was very calm, as if the empty branches did not cause a change in his mood.
Seeing Jian Mo looking over, he said, "Let's take a look around first and see if we can find any unpicked branches of flour fruit."
The two were very close, so the normal volume was enough.
Jian Mo's ears were sprayed by the hot air he exhaled, and turned a little red: "Then let's fly to that direction, there are more lakes there."
Jian Mo pointed to one side, where there were large and small lakes, which were quietly flashing in the sun.
Wu Jiong didn't have any objections, and patted the wings of the flying beast on one side: "Chirp, change direction."
The flying beast: "Chirp!" If
they ran on the ground, they might have to go around and around, wasting a lot of time.
Flying in the sky, they only need to fly a straight distance, and they are not affected by the terrain, and the speed is much faster.
They flew over the lakes. Almost all the lakes had noodle fruits growing under them, and they were all picked.
Jian Mo was a little nervous, worried that so many people would come back empty-handed after running so far.
Just as Jian Mo was thinking about it, Wu Jiong flapped the wings of the flying beast: "Chirp, go over that mountain."
Jian Mo looked up and saw a high mountain in front of him.
The terrain here is low, and there are only low bushes and grass on the top of the mountain, and no snow.
Jian Mo asked: "Is it still an unowned territory after we cross the mountain?"
Wu Jiong held Jian Mo steadily with his hands: "Yes. There is a shallow lake in the valley. The mountain road is difficult to walk on, so few beastmen will go to the shallow lake."
The physical strength of beastmen is far inferior to that of orcs. It is indeed unlikely that they will carry a basket over the mountains to pick unpalatable noodles.
Jian Mo cheered up: "I hope the noodles there are still there!"
The flying speed of the flying beast seemed to be average, but in fact it flew a long distance in a short while.
It carried Jian Mo and Wu Jiong over the mountain, and Jian Mo saw a corner of the lake.
The lake reflected the blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze blew, sparkling, and the scenery was extremely beautiful.
Jian Mo saw the dark green branches of the noodle tree in the lake. He straightened his back slightly in excitement: "There are really noodle trees in this lake!"
Wu Jiong: "It seems that the noodle trees in it have not been picked yet."
Jian Mo: "Did you see it?"
Wu Jiong: "Seeing the yellow-brown color on the branches is not necessarily accurate."
"Go and see, and you'll know." Jian Mo couldn't help but pat the flying beast under his hand, "Chirp, let's fly lower!"
The flying beast flapped its wings quickly and cooperated, flying towards the lake: "Chirp!!!"
They flew closer, and this time, even with Jian Mo's vision, he could see the flour fruit below clearly.
The flour fruit grew at the end of the branches and leaves, and from a distance, it looked a bit like a loquat in the harvest.
There are not many wild fruits that can grow so lushly.
Jian Mo said excitedly: "Look, the noodles are still on the branches. No one has ever picked them."
Wu Jiong: "I saw it. The lake is full of noodles. This time the harvest is good."
Jian Mo looked carefully for several times, and after confirming that it was correct, he said: "Then let's go back and call the others over?"
Wu Jiong: "Okay."
Before Wu Jiong gave any orders, the flying wing beast had already understood their conversation, turned around and flew to the place where the main force was resting.
Jian Mo smiled and patted the flying wing beast's neck: "Good, chirp."
The flying wing beast happily said: "Chirp!"
With the flying wing beast, it didn't take them much time to turn around and go back.
After everyone heard clearly that there was a shallow lake in the mountain valley, and the lake was full of noodles, enough to fill the backpacks everyone brought, everyone couldn't wait to stand up and urged to set off.
Zhou Fu was the first to climb onto his partner: "I haven't picked noodles myself yet, so I have to see it today."
His partner, Jiu Yin, who turned into a big red fox, smiled: "Then you'd better hold on tight."
Zhou Fu hugged Jiu Yin's neck and put his cheek against the huge fox's head: "No problem! If I fall, you can hold me in your mouth."
Everyone laughed and re-decorated the backpack. The Asian beastmen climbed onto their partners, and after they were ready, they ran forward under the leadership of Di Ya and Qing Kuang.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong still drove the flying beast and led the way in the sky.
Running on the ground is much farther than running in a straight line in the air, and going up and down the mountain is also tiring, but it is still not a problem for the huge beastmen with excellent endurance.
Jian Mo looked down from the air and always felt that they were not running, but flying close to the ground.
How else could they be so fast? They ran from one hill to another.
With their best efforts, the beastmen ran to the lake before the sun reached the center.
Now, everyone could see the noodle fruits growing in the lake.
Qing Kuang sat on Di Ya and looked down into the lake: "It was worth the trip this time."
Jian Mo landed on the ground with the flying beast: "I just don't know how deep the silt in the lake is? Is it easy to collect water?"
Zhou Fu interrupted happily: "What does it matter? If it doesn't work, we can swim!"
Jian Mo: "Can everyone swim?"
Zhou Fu: "Yes, the people in our tribe are all born swimmers. Didn't you see it when we were taking a bath before?"
Jian Mo scanned a large group of beastmen who seemed to be cats and dogs. It seemed that these furry creatures were indeed born to swim.
Zhou Fu and several other beastmen were ready and entered the lake tentatively.
Soon, Zhou Fu said, "The water is not deep. Most places are only up to our waists, but there are pits at the bottom, be careful."
Xilu added, "I saw a big-toothed fish at the bottom, everyone pay attention."
Jian Mo felt accomplished in catching fish recently, and immediately asked, "What kind of fish?"
Xilu turned her head and said, "A kind of fish with very sharp teeth, very fierce, biting noodles is like biting for fun, even stones can be bitten to pieces."
Jian Mo immediately thought of piranhas, "Does it bite people?"
Xilu: "No, it doesn't bite, its mouth can't open wide, when it bites something, it has to suck it into its mouth to bite, it is difficult for it to bite people."
Jian Mo was relieved, "If it doesn't bite people, we will eat it."
Everyone laughed when they heard this and slowly entered the lake.
The lake is indeed not deep, most places are only more than one or two meters.
If you reach a depth of two meters, you can swim to the edge with a push and two swims. It is not a problem
. The water is a little cold. Even with the scorching sun overhead, it is still cold after swimming for a while.
Jian Mo looked around and saw that everyone else was chatting and laughing while collecting water. Even if their fingers turned white from soaking, they didn't say anything. So he didn't say anything either. When he felt cold, he stretched out his hands and stretched them a few times to warm up his body.
Wu Jiong soon noticed his predicament and stretched out his long arm to help him: "You go up and rest first."
"No need." Jian Mo glanced at the others, not wanting to give the impression of being lazy, "You won't feel cold if you move."
Wu Jiong gently pushed him: "The noodles are very heavy, you go to the shore and peel off the shells so that we can take them back. I'll do our group's work."
Wu Jiong was very persistent. Some people around had already looked over. Jian Mo felt that objecting again would be a bit of a challenge to Wu Jiong's authority, so he nodded: "I'll try first."
After Jian Mo went ashore, several people from Zhoufu also came up to accompany him, and most of the half-grown children came up.
Everyone poured the collected noodles on the grass, found stones, and smashed them hard while peeling out the kernels inside.
After peeling the kernels, everyone spread them out on the grass to dry.
The sunlight and cold wind will further take away the moisture of the noodle fruit, reducing its weight and making it easier for them to carry it back.
Everyone was picking and peeling the noodle fruit, and their movements were not slow.
However, there were too many noodle fruits, so Wu Jiong and the others decided to stay by the lake tonight and go back tomorrow morning.
No one objected, and the children seemed particularly excited, running around by the lake.
It was inconvenient to cook outside, so the orcs hunted and caught fish, and mainly ate barbecued meat and grilled fish in the evening, just a casual meal.
They brought spice powder, and the barbecued meat and grilled fish were not bad, but they were not very delicious.
Jian Mo sat in the crowd and listened to everyone talk about their travels.
The lifespan of the orcs and sub-orcs is particularly long, and their individual strength is strong, so they have the habit of traveling.
Many couples in the tribe have gone out to travel, but most of them are the elderly.
They were telling stories about traveling that were passed down from generation to generation.
It sounded quite interesting.
Warming up by the fire, chatting, and sleeping.
There was no need for animal skin mattresses or the like to sleep. The orcs and children all slept on their orc partners or orc family members.
The orcs had thick fur and were large in size. Except for those on patrol, everyone could sleep soundly and warmly.
When Jian Mo woke up the next day, he lazily lay on Wu Jiong's warm, soft fur with a faint soapy scent, and he felt completely relaxed.
It was so comfortable.
Unfortunately, he had to hurry today, and there were so many people watching him, so it was not suitable to stay in bed.
Qing Kuang noticed that Jian Mo had woken up, and turned to him and said, "I just checked, the noodle fruit has dried up a lot, and when I squeezed it open, the core has turned white."
This is exactly the performance of low water content, and Jian Mo's eyes lit up: "I'll come and take a look."
Jian Mo climbed down from Wu Jiong and looked at the noodle fruit.
The core of the noodle fruit had indeed turned white, and the texture had become brittle. If you smash it hard, you can still see the fine powder rising.
Jian Mo weighed it, and it was indeed much lighter, so it should be easier to carry today.
Qing Kuang asked, "Will it affect your making of noodle cakes if they are exposed to the sun like this?"
Jian Mo stared at the noodle cakes and judged, "Probably not. They are just exposed to the sun and are not rotten or anything. When we carry them back and soak them in water, they will be the same."
Qing Kuang was relieved: "Then let's get ready to go back."
Qing Kuang gave the order, and everyone packed up the noodle cakes, put them in baskets, and prepared to go back.
Jian Mo also wanted to go over to help. Everyone said that he was a good cook, so they forced him to the temporary fire pit, asked him to make breakfast, and assigned a few people to cooperate with him.
There was a lot of fish and animal meat left over from last night. Jian Mo took a look and decided to heat it up, and then stew the various wild vegetables and fruits collected yesterday in the ashes and mix them together to eat.
Although the Asian beastmen who helped out had never seen this cooking method, they had no objection to Jian Mo's actions and even found it magical:
"Just roast it in the ashes, peel off the shell and it's done? How easy!"
"Yesterday I said that grilled meat and fish were too dry, but I didn't expect it to be so delicious when mixed with wild vegetables and fruits."
"This sour and salty taste is so good, I'm going to make it again when I get back!"
Jian Mo listened to everyone's words and laughed beside them, but he felt a little regretful that there were no chili peppers here.
If there were chili peppers, roast some chili peppers and mix them into roasted pepper sauce, and then mix it with vegetables, fruits, meat and fish, the taste would definitely be amazing.
Others didn't know Jian Mo's regret and were very satisfied with this breakfast.
After eating, everyone packed up their things, tidied up the temporary camp, and then rushed back to the tribe.
As soon as they returned to the tribe, everyone immediately took baskets to fill the peeled noodles and put them in the river, and pressed large stones in the baskets to prevent the noodles from being washed away by the river.
Jian Mo looked at the flowing river water and felt that it would be better to put it in the river.
The strange smell in the noodles should be diluted to a greater extent by the large amount of river water.
But nothing can be seen now, we have to wait a few days to see.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and winter is about to come. Everyone’s food storage is not very sufficient, so everyone is seizing the last opportunity to stockpile food.
The beastmen go out hunting for longer and longer time, and the sub-beastmen go out to gather for longer time.
Originally, everyone would take turns to rest, or leave the main group and make private appointments with their friends or partners, but now they no longer do that, and everyone seizes the time to move with the main group.
Jian Mo feels that now is a bit like the busy farming season when he was a child, and time is tight.
The noodles have been soaked in the river for several days, and they have no time to deal with them. On this day, Zhou Fu still pulled Xilu to find Jian Mo and said that the noodles were almost soaked.
Zhou Fu said seriously, "I picked it up and I didn't smell any bad smell with my nose. I think it should be soaked."
Jian Mo heard what he said and said, "Then let's make cakes tonight to try."
Zhou Fu's eyes were bright: "Can we stay and watch?"
Jian Mo smiled: "Of course. I will also ask Qing Kuang and others to come and help, so that we can show everyone how to handle the noodles."
Zhou Fu immediately said, "I will go and ask them, you take a rest here."
Zhou Fu pulled Xilu to run to find people, and Jian Mo and Wu Jiong took out some of the noodles soaked in the river.
These noodles were swollen a lot, and they felt soft to the touch. They could be crushed into pulp with a light grind.
Jian Mo rubbed the pulp and said: "It's a bit troublesome to use a stone pestle. When we have time, we can see if we can find some suitable stones by the river and make a stone mill."
Wu Jiong: "Stone mill?"
Jian Mo stretched out his hand and gestured: "It's just two large round stones stacked together, with a hole in the middle of the top stone. If you want to grind something, just put it in, and then push the stone to grind it out."
Wu Jiong understood: "We don't have it in our tribe. The Mengshui tribe has a water mill, and they sometimes grind some roots."
Jian Mo He suddenly thought: "Is it where they take a bath? The other day I saw a big stone there, it seems to have been chiseled, but it's hard to go over and take a closer look."
Wu Jiong: "That's it. They have a lot of stones over there. Let's go over and exchange two stones when we have time."
Jian Mo: "Okay, it happens that there is nothing to do in winter, let's process the harvested food."
Many families in the tribe have not stored enough food, but Wu Jiong's family does not. A powerful orc like him has more food at home than ordinary families, even if Jian Mo is here, he can't finish it.
A lot of food was dried and hung under the beams. Jian Mo saw it when he was cooking. These foods can be further processed.
While they were chatting, Qing Kuang had already brought the Asian beastmen over.
Hearing that they would process the noodles tonight, everyone came over without hesitation to help and learn.
Jian Mo didn't waste any time, and when the others arrived, he carried the dough and added ash and water to pound it into a paste, then scooped it up, kneaded it into a ball, shaped it, cut it into pieces, and then put it in a big pot to cook.
After cooking, the dough paste quickly solidified into cakes, which were translucent gray-brown pieces and looked quite tempting.
They cooked it three times in a row, and Jian Mo broke it apart and shared it with everyone.
Even without being soaked again, the noodle cake no longer tasted strange, with only a hint of the unique fragrance of ash water.
Qing Kuang ate the noodle cake and thought: "If all noodle cakes taste like this, then it is really a perfect winter food."
Ordinary stems have a certain shelf life even if they are placed in a cool and dry place. If they are kept for a longer period of time, they will either go bad or become very unpalatable.
Noodles are different. The thick skin prevents them from going bad for a long time. After being dried, the hard appearance is estimated to be able to be stored for ten to eight years.
Jian Mo: "Maybe because we dried it before soaking it, the sunlight and river water took away its strange smell."
Qing Kuang nodded.
Jian Mo glanced at Wu Jiong and seeing that he had no intention of objecting, he said, "Why don't you all stay here for dinner today? I'll stew some noodles and fruit cakes for everyone and see if they taste better after stewing?"
Qing Kuang: "Then I'll go back and tell Di Ya and the others, and then bring some food over."
Jian Mo thought for a moment and looked at the other orcs: "Why don't you bring your own orcs along? I'll have two more pots, and it will be more convenient to stew."
Qing Kuang listened He said, "In that case, let's have a tribe dinner tonight. It's been a while since we've gotten together. Let's all contribute food and have a hot and noisy meal. We'll talk after we're done." This
proposal was unanimously agreed to by everyone. Zhou Fu said, "After the hunting meeting, we were busy picking fruit and storing food for the winter. We haven't had a dinner together yet. It's a good opportunity to have some fun today!"
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