Song Mu unloaded the stones from the car and just walked into the cave, Ling Yun said disdainfully: "Go wash yourself before coming back in, you stink."
Song Mu glanced at Ling Yun, then turned around and went out. When he came back, he had turned into a big white tiger. His fur had dried on the way back. After he entered the cave, he turned into a human form, with only the ends of his hair slightly wet.
"Song Mu, you've worked hard today."
Ling Yun stayed at home all day because he had to teach other people in the tribe how to make candles, while Song Mu was outside moving materials all day.
"Not tired."
Song Mu sat on the other side. He was still thinner than Ling Yun, and looked a little pitiful alone.
Lin Qiu couldn't bear it, so he came out of Ling Yun's arms and sat between the two of them.
"Are you teaching Ling Yun how to knit wool?"
Sumire asked.
"Well, Ling Yun said that the tribe needs a larger filter cloth, and it's too slow for me to make it alone."
Song Mu glanced at Ling Yun's already skilled movements, suppressed the envy in his eyes, and grabbed the cooked butterfly cocoon next to him and continued to peel it.
Lin Qiu went out to take a look. The two piles of stones next to the cave were already very large, almost enough to build the main house, which was two master bedrooms and a main hall in the middle.
Orcs don't like to visit other people's homes, so the main hall doesn't need to be too big, just wide enough to accommodate the dining table.
Lin Qiu returned and said to the two, "Tomorrow, go to the forest and bring back some wood. We need eight oak logs of this thickness, and some mulberry tree trunks."
The trunks of oak and mulberry trees are both relatively hard and can be used as load-bearing wood.
The timber resources in the Somali continent are still very rich, and trees as thick as bowls can be seen everywhere. In order to make the house sturdy, Lin Qiu wants to use eight oak trees as thick as an arm as load-bearing wooden pillars, and then build the walls thicker to withstand the extremely low temperatures in the cold season on the Somali continent.
"Okay, that's no problem."
Gathering wood was an easier task than mining stone in an undeveloped forest.
The next day, Song Mu went out to look for wood. Ling Yun, following Lin Qiu's instructions, flattened the land in front of their cave entrance and dug underground to a height about half a meter lower than the cave entrance.
Ling Yun dug the foundation very quickly. He just needed to turn into a big tiger and use his two thick and big claws to dig up the mud underground to dig out the pit that Lin Qiu wanted. Then he used a wooden shovel to repair the shape and make it a square pit.
Teng Ning didn't come to Ling Yun to learn how to further extract the fruit all day. It was probably because they collected too many wax fruits and hadn't washed them all yet.
"Xiao Qiu, is this okay? Are we going to sleep in here from now on?"
Ling Yun looked at the huge hole he had dug and was a little hesitant, but he didn't dare to say anything.
Lin Qiu used a homemade animal hide ruler to remeasure the size of the pit. It was five and a half meters long from north to south, which was the width of the two master bedrooms and the main hall. After the walls were built, there would be about five meters of space left.
It is twelve meters wide. Lin Qiu planned to make the two master bedrooms four meters wide each, leaving about three meters for the width of the main hall.
This way they have the basic living conditions, and the kitchen and other things can be installed later.
After hearing Ling Yun's words, Lin Qiu raised his hand and poked his head: "What are you thinking about? Who would sleep in a pit?"
"I'm too stupid, Xiaoqiu."
Two furry ears popped out on Ling Yun's head. Lin Qiu couldn't help but pinch them, and he couldn't hide his pride in his smile.
"While no one is looking for you today, go and weave the filter cloth. You might need it tomorrow."
After Ling Yun got the hang of it, he was able to knit very quickly. Even in the dark, with his eyesight he could still knit quickly and well, without missing a single stitch.
"I'll cook you something to eat first."
Ling Yun discovered that Lin Qiu preferred things that were boiled in water or fried in a pan rather than roasted, so the family's diet has now become mainly boiled, and Lin Qiu has also returned to his previous taste and no longer likes to eat meat very much.
He didn't know how Lin Qiu came up with so many ways to eat grass. He just thought in his heart that only the race that had eaten grass for several lifetimes could eat it.
"Please help me light the fire, I will cook today." Lin Qiu said.
"You come?" Ling Yun's eyes lit up, and he was obviously very happy, but he said, "Let me do it. It's too dangerous near the fire. I can't let you do this alone."
The fire was very hot, and sometimes the water and oil in the stone pot would splash out. The pain would make the males unable to help but retract their hands, not to mention the delicate females.
Ling Yun refused to let Lin Qiu cook no matter what, and just let her stay under the broken-leaf mulberry tree at the entrance of the cave to enjoy the cool breeze.
Song Mu collected all the wood in one day, and under Lin Qiu's guidance, he made a simple plane with wood and animal bones, planning to plane the tree trunks into wooden pillars of uniform thickness tomorrow.
Lin Qiu has been knitting new skirts for them these past two days, and it is almost finished now.
After dinner, Lin Qiu did not go out for a walk as usual, but continued to knit with wool.
Ling Yun squatted beside her: "It's dim now, let's weave it tomorrow. If you want, I can help you."
As he said that, he was about to reach out and take the thing from Lin Qiu's hand.
Lin Qiu dodged: "No, I'll be done soon, I'll be done once I'm done with this."
She was almost done with finishing them, and Lin Qiu couldn't wait to give them to them.
Ling Yun felt helpless and kicked Song Mu who was standing next to him.
Sumire: ...
Song Mu raised his head and stared at Ling Yun, rolling his eyes, and continued to pull out the butterfly cocoon with his hands.
"alright!"
Finally, before it got completely dark, Lin Qiu finished knitting the last button of wool.
"You two come here."
Lin Qiu called them, and Ling Yun and Song Mu stood in a row in front of her.
Lin Qiu took the other one that was lying nearby, folded them up, and then used both hands to hand them to Ling Yun and Song Mu at the same time: "This is for you. It's very hot this summer, and you won't need to wear such thick animal skins in the future."
With the thin cotton skirt pressed against her body, Song Mu was speechless.
He took it in a daze, wanting to hold it tightly but not daring to use force.
Ling Yun was stunned for only a moment, then happily picked up the cotton and woolen skirt Lin Qiu had given him: "Xiao Qiu, is this true? Did you knit it for me? I thought you knitted it for yourself... But you only have one set of clothes to wear, can you really give this to me? Xiao Qiu, I, I'm so happy, but I don't want you to work too hard!"
Ling Yun's eyes were bright in the candlelight, and he was so excited that he was incoherent. He held the skirt Lin Qiu gave him under his nose and sniffed it, then stood beside Lin Qiu and smiled foolishly.
"I'll just take my time knitting mine, you guys should try it out. I knit all of you the same size, so it might be a little big for you now, Sumire, but if you tie it tighter, it shouldn't be a problem."
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