Chapter 58 Large Leaf Garlic
Hearing that Jian Mo wanted to go to the Qinhai Tribe, the beastmen who were on good terms with Jian Mo came to his house one after another.
Qing Kuang said, "The Qinhai Tribe is very cold, even colder than here. It's very painful to go there in winter."
Zhou Fu added seriously, "The wind there is very strong. It's said that it can blow people away. You should wear more clothes. Jian Mo, you should stay close to the chief. Don't get blown away."
Jian Mo almost couldn't hold the scalpel in his hand when he heard them say this: "How can it be so exaggerated?"
Ye Luo agreed with him for the first time: "It's true. Their place is different from ours. It's all low mountains and plateaus."
Jian Mo still didn't fully understand the beastman language. When he heard the word "plateau", he confirmed with Ye Luo that it was indeed the plateau he was thinking of.
He couldn't help but say: "It's only three days away, how could the difference be so big?"
Qing Kuo: "It's not three days away, it's the beastmen in our tribe who are running to catch up. It's a distance of three days. With the speed of the beastmen in our tribe, it's already very far."
That makes sense, Jian Mo nodded and said seriously: "Then I will make good preparations."
Ye Luo saw Jian Mo find all the instruments such as scalpels and put them in the animal skin bag, and asked: "Are you going to give Qin Hai tribe a gift this time?" "Can you treat people with this bag?"
Jian Mo: "Almost. I heard that the Qinhai tribe is quite large, and there are probably sick people there. I'd better bring some equipment and medicine with me, just in case. It's not heavy anyway."
Ye Luo reached out and touched his animal skin bag, then turned to ask Min Dang: "Did Min Dang make it?"
The animal skin bag in Jian Mo's hand was made of processed genuine leather, with very delicate patterns and a very beautiful brown color. It looked no different from modern handbags on Earth, and it also had a rough and cool feel.
After the animal skin bag was opened, the partitions inside were also very fine, making it convenient for Jian Mo to put all kinds of equipment and medicine.
This animal skin bag was obviously made by Min Dang with great care. After receiving it, Jian Mo was very moved, and specially sent a large basket of sausages, milk, etc. to Min Dang's family as a thank you.
Min Dang accepted the food and made several small bags for him.
Jian Mo now has a lot of useful small bags in his hands, which makes it very convenient to pack things.
Everyone watching from the side can't help but envy him, and the topic slowly turned to how to make small animal skin bags.
Jian Mo packed up, and Wu Jiong arranged the affairs of the tribe. Taking advantage of the fact that there was nothing to do in winter, they set out on the winged beast the next day.
The winged beast hadn't been out with them for a while, and it seemed very excited, chirping all the time.
Jian Mo had to touch its neck to comfort it, so that it would chirp less to avoid choking the wind.
The Qinhai tribe was indeed very far away from their riverside tribe. Even if the winged beast flew in a straight line at full speed, they didn't arrive until the afternoon of the next day.
Looking down from the sky, they could see that the place where the Qinhai tribe was located was full of low mountains.
Because it is winter, there is only endless snow on the plateau. The boundary between the plateau and the low mountains is not very obvious. Anyway, they are all flat, and the scenery looks very monotonous. It
is really cold here, and there is a sense of loneliness.
The people of the Qinhai tribe do not build houses, but live in caves.
At the foot of the low mountain, you can see the caves they dug out. The entrances of the caves are narrow and dark, looking like small eyes of the mountain.
Jian Mo counted them briefly in the air and counted more than 300 caves on the front of the mountain. He couldn't count the caves on the back of the mountain for the time being.
It seems that this is indeed a very large tribe.
However, the territory of this tribe is definitely not as desolate as he saw. If it is really desolate, it will definitely not be able to support so many people.
At most, everything withers in winter, and he can't see those lush plants.
Jian Mo and his companions followed the etiquette of the orc world and commanded the flying beast to stop a few hundred meters away from the Qinhai tribe.
It was all white here, very monotonous, and the two orcs patrolling the Qinhai tribe had already seen them.
Seeing the flying wing beast fall to the ground, one of the patrolling beastmen ran over and started shouting from a distance: "Are you from the Riverside Tribe?"
Jian Mo: "Yes - we want to exchange things -"
The people of the Qinhai Tribe said enthusiastically: "Then come quickly, Kong Fen has gone to call the tribe leader and will be out soon."
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong led the flying wing beast and walked in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The snow was estimated to have fallen for several days. It was not as soft as when it just fell to the ground. There was a thin layer of ice on it, which made it more difficult to step on. After walking for
a while, Jian Mo was a little out of breath, and this was because Wu Jiong was holding him beside him and lending him some strength to make sure he would not fall.
Jian Mo felt it was very cold outside. He was still sweating even though he was wrapped in thick animal skins. The heat was evaporating and condensing into frost on his hat and the special mask on his face.
When the orcs on patrol from the Qinhai tribe came over, they looked at him several times and asked curiously, "What are these on your face? Are they fashionable things in the tribe outside?"
Jian Mo took off his simple brown sunglasses and said breathlessly, "This is to protect your eyes, and the mask is to protect your skin from being cracked by the wind when it's too cold."
The orcs in front of him nodded, not quite understanding, "You have so many good things outside. Come on, follow me to our tribe's meeting cave first."
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong followed him after hearing this.
After finally reaching the meeting cave, they tied the winged beast outside the cave and walked in carefully.
The entrance of the cave was small, but the inside was wide and large, dry and warm. After entering, even the sound of the wind was quiet. It was very quiet, and it was completely different from the outside world.
Jian Mo sighed quietly. After seeing the harsh world outside, he realized that this cave was too comfortable.
The beastman of the Qinhai tribe invited them to sit on the chairs made of stone pillars: "Our chief will be here soon."
Before he finished speaking, a tall figure suddenly came in from outside the cave.
Jian Mo subconsciously looked up and saw a very sturdy beastman. His upper body was a solid triangle, and even the thick fur robe could not cover his bulging chest muscles.
The man introduced himself as soon as he came in: "Chief Wu Jiong, Doctor Jian Mo? I am Shu Guang, the chief of the Qinhai tribe. We met in the Mengshui tribe."
Wu Jiong stood up and touched Shu Guang's shoulders, then hugged him: "I remember."
Shu Guang said happily: "I didn't expect you to come, welcome."
Jian Mo: "We want to exchange some spices."
Shu Guang: "You are welcome too. Come on, I'll take you to the cave to stay first, and then ask the people in the tribe if they have any extra spices. If not, I'll take you out to dig tomorrow."
Jian Mo didn't expect the chief to be so enthusiastic: "Thank you so much."
Shu Guang laughed heartily: "Why are you polite? It's just a few spices."
When Shu Guang led them to the empty cave, he asked a lot of questions about the outside world.
Wu Jiong answered seriously.
This place is vast and sparsely populated, and it is not easy to exchange information. Shu Guang attaches great importance to the various information they brought. As
they walked along, other people in the Qinhai tribe who heard the news ran over to see them.
Maybe it was too boring in winter, or maybe it was not easy for an outsider to come to the tribe, everyone was very enthusiastic and helped to carry things.
Jian Mo chatted with the people of Qinhai tribe along the way and soon became thirsty.
When they arrived at the empty cave, a bonfire had been lit in the cave, and the earthen platform in the corner of the cave was also covered with thick animal skins.
Shu Guang introduced: "Our place is different from yours. You can't stand sleeping directly on the ground. The bed can slightly isolate the cold, and it is more comfortable to sleep on it. You may be a little uncomfortable, but it's best not to sleep on the ground."
Jian Mo smiled: "I like to sleep on the bed too. You are so considerate."
Shu Guang: "Take care of the guests. Come on, warm yourself by the fire and drink some tea. The tea here is different from the tea down there. It contains Ming leaves. See if you like it. If you don't like it, we will change it to plain water for you."
After everyone chatted for a while, they soon became closer.
Some beastmen and sub-beastmen brought meat and roasted it in the cave as a treat.
Jian Mo tasted the meat and indeed smelled the aroma of green onions and garlic, which was quite fragrant.
He dug out the sausage and flour cake and roasted them to treat the people of the Qinhai tribe, which also received unanimous praise from the people of the Qinhai tribe.
Everyone was very happy.
Early the next morning, Jian Mo estimated that it was just dawn, and Shu Guang brought people to the outside of the cave to ask if they were up, and invited them to go out and dig spices.
No one in the Qinhai tribe had many spices to exchange, so Shu Guang said he would take them out to dig, and they could dig as much as they wanted.
Jian Mo did not expect this trip to be so smooth. After thanking the people of the Qinhai tribe, he simply washed up, put on sunglasses and a mask, and set off with them.
The beastmen of the Qinhai tribe changed back to their beast forms outside.
Their beast forms are a bit like bears, and the beastmen of the Bingjiang tribe are also a bit like bears. It seems that the beast forms of the two neighboring tribes are similar.
However, the beastmen of the Qinhai tribe have lighter hair color and are larger in size. Their four paws look like four small boats, which is convenient for them to run on the snow.
Unlike what Jian Mo thought, the people of the Qinhai tribe do not have such a high demand for meat. Compared with the big cats and dogs who love meat, these bears prefer plant-based food.
Everyone ran on the snowy field, causing the earth to tremble.
The bears ran very fast, almost like cannonballs charging forward. Because of their sturdy bodies, the flesh and thick fur on their bodies bounced a little when they ran, forming the feeling of flesh waves.
Jian Mo observed them curiously, and after watching for a while, he looked at the giant wolf that Wu Jiong had transformed into.
The giant wolf was mixed in with them, running on the snowfield like lightning. Its posture was more robust than the bears, and it ran more beautifully.
Jian Mo hugged it tighter and put his face against the giant wolf's neck, with a little pride in his eyes.
They ran for an unknown amount of time, and the scenery around them had changed from a snowfield to a pile of low hills.
Maybe it was because of the strong wind, or maybe there was not that much snow here, so the dead grass, bushes and ground on the low hills were exposed.
When they ran to a certain place, Shu Guang gave an order: "We are here, let's collect here."
So everyone stopped, and the beastmen of the Qinhai tribe arched their animal skin bags to the ground, transformed into human form on the spot, and then took out their clothes and put them on.
Wu Jiong did the same.
Jian Mo didn't know where to look, so he could only look down at the ground.
Shu Guang walked over: "Come on, I will take you to collect big-leaf garlic."
Jian Mo nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
Shu Guang smiled heartily: "It's a small matter, you're welcome."
The people of the Qinhai tribe gradually dispersed and went to collect.
Shu Guang also led them to the front: "Big-leaf garlic is easy to recognize. The leaves are particularly wide. Even if the leaves are dry, you can still see it at a glance."
As he said, Shu Guang pointed to the front: "Look, there is one in front."
Jian Mo followed Shu Guang's line of sight and saw a plant with leaves as big as bamboo leaves, lying on the ground.
They walked forward, and Jian Mo picked up the yellow leaves and held a handful of them.
Perhaps the growing season had passed, the leaves under Jian Mo's hands were very rough, with sharp edges, and the leaves were rougher than ordinary weeds.
Shu Guang said, "In spring and summer, we eat the leaves of large-leaf garlic, but this season we have to dig its roots."
Jian Mo nodded and took out a small metal hoe from his backpack: "Is that how you dig it?"
Shu Guang looked at his small hoe and nodded: "That's how you dig it, you try it."
Jian Mo swung the hoe and dug up the mud on the side in a few strokes, and then saw the dense roots underneath. These roots were no different from garlic roots, but at most they were thicker and longer.
Jian Mo silently gave himself a thumbs up for translating it into big-leaf garlic.
This thing really looks like garlic.
When digging up the soil, Jian Mo found that the soil underneath was quite soft and looked relatively fertile, which was quite different from the Gobi scene he had imagined.
No wonder the Qinhai tribe could grow so big, this is really a good place.
Big-leaf garlic has many roots, and it is not easy to take it out intact.
Jian Mo dug for a while and was a little out of breath. Wu Jiong took over, then used the hoe to dig out the whole big-leaf garlic.
Shu Guang: "You can eat all these roots, but you have to put less when eating. Without special processing, the roots are very bitter. If you put too much, all the food will become bitter."
Jian Mo stood up, and before he could catch his breath, he suddenly heard his words and was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"
Shu Guang made a gesture, indicating that they would know after trying it.
Jian Mo looked at the big-leaf garlic, stretched out his hand to pinch a section of the root, peeled off the muddy outer skin, gently bit the core inside, and then instantly the bitter and spicy taste swept over the entire taste buds.
The roots of the big-leaf garlic are bitter, spicy and pungent, which directly made Jian Mo eat the mask of pain. He frowned and turned his head quickly to spit.
Wu Jiong immediately handed the wooden barrel over, indicating that he should drink water and rinse his mouth.
Jian Mo gave the root to Wu Jiong, rinsed his mouth several times, and then said with a bitter face: "It's really pungent and bitter."
Shu Guang said: "So when cooking, put less, after cooking, the bitter and spicy taste will be less."
Jian Mo: "I didn't expect it."
Shu Guang: "Then do you still dig?"
Jian Mo hesitated: "Dig it."
Shu Guang came over: "Come on, I'll take you to find the next one. Your hoe looks really useful, better than ours. The stone hoe is much more useful. Can I borrow it?"
Jian Mo handed him the hoe: "We exchanged it with the Jintuo tribe. It's made of metal."
Shu Guang: "We have also heard of the Jintuo tribe. We wanted to exchange things before, but unfortunately they wanted too many things and didn't like ordinary things. Later we exchanged two knives and didn't exchange them again. Anyway, we can use them together."
Jian Mo: "Indeed, as long as it can be used."
Shu Guang led them to continue digging big-leaf garlic.
There were quite a lot of big-leaf garlic on the hillside. You could find one every few steps. They dug all the way and dug most of the basket in half a day.
It was just that it was too cold outside, cold and dry. After fighting outside for a long time, Jian Mo's hand skin was dehydrated and hardened, feeling like tree bark, and he was almost frozen and snotty.
Jian Mo estimated that if he stayed outside for a while longer, he might catch a cold, so he suggested going back first.
Shu Guang led them back to the tribe very kindly and brought them tea: "It's really cold here, you just need to drink more tea to slow down. You can stay here for a few more days, it's nice to chat."
Jian Mo sniffed: "Thank you. By the way, Chief Shu Guang, I brought tools and medicine this time. If anyone in your tribe feels unwell, you can come to me."
Shu Guang: "That's great, I'll tell them later."
Jian Mo said seriously: "I will try my best to help, but I may not be able to cure it. If I can't cure it, I won't charge any supplies. If I can cure it, I may have to charge a certain amount of supplies to make up for the loss of medicine."
Shu Guang nodded repeatedly: "Of course, no problem, I will tell them."
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