Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Rattan shoes—"

Okay, something new again.

Shen Rong was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and said, "I'll go to collect the fish basket, and I'll take the new fish basket to the lower basket. Is there anything you want me to do?"

It is getting westward, not far from dusk.

Heralding the end of the day, he was thinking about the supplies at home and wanted to go out hunting, but he knew that Chang Xia would not agree, so he wanted to catch more fish and shrimp.

"You dig a puddle by the lake." Chang Xia didn't look up, he gestured with the thin rattan at his feet, didn't look up, and explained something casually.

Listen to it.

Shen Rong's mind moved slightly.

"Are you going to keep the fish and shrimp you caught?"

Chang Xia looked up at Shen Rong, and said in surprise: "You are very smart. That's right, I plan to raise the fish and shrimp that I can't eat, and when there are enough, I will invite the clansmen to come over. The tribe is near the White River, and there is no shortage of fish. Shrimp. In the warm season, the clansmen can eat enough. Once the cold season enters the cold season, the food decreases sharply, and the beasts become ferocious. At that time, the clansmen need to frugal food. ."

In the past, she was raised by the tribe, but now she has the opportunity to repay.

Chang Xia is not stingy, and naturally hopes to repay the kindness of the clan's upbringing.

"It should be." Shen Rong agreed with Chang Xia's decision and asked, "Then do you want to dig a few more puddles?"

"No need." Chang Xia shook his head and explained, "I am only responsible for teaching the clansmen to make fish balls. If the clansmen want to eat them, they can go down to the river to catch fish. Besides, we have to build a kiln. I want to make the kiln before the cold season. fix it."

Building a kiln is a big deal.

It is more complicated than building animal dens. At the same time, they have to go out to collect them. The time is tight, and they are not enough.

"Okay, I'll go to the bottom of the basket." Shen Rong took the fish basket woven in the afternoon and walked towards the lake. In his hand, he also carried a backpack. Chang Xia didn't throw away the fish basket that was broken in the morning, and was still placed by the lake.

At this moment, there might be something to gain.

Chang Xia watched Shen Rong leave, looking at the sky, the weaving of rattan shoes quickened.

In the evening, she was going to eat the piece of meat given by the patriarch.

Recently, the temperature has gradually increased.

Meat is not resistant to storage, if you don't eat it, it is easy to spoil.

While thinking about dinner, Chang Xia didn't stop his movements. With almost twists and turns, a pair of solid rattan shoes was really made up by her. With gestures, Chang Xia took off the animal fur straw shoes on his feet and put on rattan shoes.

Dressed and tried two steps.

Take it off again and rework it twice. Finally, a pair of rattan shoes with moderate hardness and softness were worn on Chang Xia's feet. Looking at the thin rattan piles on the side, Chang Xia was not in a hurry to start a fire to prepare dinner, and turned around to make another pair.

When she brought Shen Rong back to the tribe, she promised to cover her with food and shelter.

Although this is not a deception.

However, the conditions are a bit poor.

She still wanted to ask Shen Rong to help build the kiln in the future, so she naturally wanted to be nice to him.

A pair of rattan shoes is a friendly start.

After finishing his work, Chang Xia cleaned up the scattered doorway, ended his busy day, and prepared to reward himself and Shen Rong.

It's getting dark.

Shen Rong carried the basket, which contained two herrings, and there were more river prawns than in the morning. Followed by a female, the two did not talk, and walked quietly to the door of the house.

"Changxia—" Nanfeng shouted softly, walking into the animal den.

Hear the sound.

Chang Xia looked up at the door.

"Nanfeng, when did you come back?"

Nan Feng is the child of the patriarch, and he is older than Chang Xia. Chang Xia was brought up by the south wind, and the two have a very good relationship.

Unlike Chang Xia, who is weak, the south wind is very strong, and he can fight against tribal males without falling behind.

This time, at the Normandy Grand Bazaar, Nanfeng did not participate in the hunting.

Returning to the tribe, Nan Feng was about to go crazy after hearing from the tribe that Chang Xia had found a sick male as his partner. Immediately, he left the prey and ran out of the tribe, and ran to Changxia's beast den.

"You didn't even tell me when you got married?" Nan Feng raised his hand and touched Chang Xia's head a few times. She didn't expect Chang Xia to go to the Normandy market, because Chang Xia always said before that, she didn't want to get married and didn't want to find males.

Who knew that she had only left the tribe for a few days, and Chang Xia married directly.

"Hehe!" Chang Xia covered her head and smirked.

She couldn't say that the marriage was because it was too annoying to be talked about by the clan, and the food was too unpalatable.

Chang Xia knew that if she dared to say that, Nan Feng would definitely beat her.

When she was a child, Nanfeng loved and took care of her the most. Of course, Nan Feng has never been soft-hearted.

"Don't knock, it will hurt her."

Shen Rong stretched out his hand to block Nan Feng's hand that wanted to hit Chang Xia's head.

Nan Feng was slightly startled, but he didn't show any expression on his face. There was a little more recognition for Shen Rong in her heart. Chang Xia was too weak. She didn't even dare to take someone out of the tribe to participate in the gathering, for fear of being injured.

Orcs are strong and strong, not afraid of pain or injury.

However, Chang Xia's body is not good when he is small, how can we generalize.

"Shen Rong, I'm fine." Chang Xia recovered and introduced the two, "Shen Rong, she is Nan Feng, my best friend."

Chang Xia took Nan Feng's hand and was very happy.

He kept asking her about the situation of this hunting out.

Chang Xia has never left the tribe, let alone joined the tribe's hunting team. She yearns for the outside world. At the beginning, I promised to go to the Normandy Grand Bazaar, in addition to wanting to find a pleasing male to marry, I also had the idea of ​​​​a long-term experience.

It's a pity, that all the way to patronize and hurry.

Snapped!

Nan Feng patted his forehead and said angrily: "Wait, I'll go back to the tribe. I'll bring you a piece of meat..."

Before, Nan Feng was worried about Chang Xia.

The prey was left by her in the tribal clearing, and she didn't even return home. It was only when Chang Xia asked about her hunting situation that Nan Feng remembered it.

Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the beast den and ran towards the tribe.

In the beast's den.

Chang Xia Shen Rong looked at each other in dismay.

Obviously, they were all taken aback by Nan Feng Feng Feng Huo Huo's behavior.

Chang Xia's impression of Zhongnan style is steady and calm, full of the demeanor of a royal sister. It will become like this today, it should be related to her.

"Shen Rong, take care of the herring. In the evening, I will teach Nanfeng how to make fish balls, and then let her hand over the method of making fish **** to the clan." Chang Xia thought about it and decided to leave the fish **** to Nanfeng. , she freed up her hands to build a kiln with Shen Rong.

"Are you sure?" Shen Rong asked.

Chang Xia said: "Sure. We want to build a kiln, and we don't have time to teach the people to make fish balls."

"Okay, listen to you." Shen Rong nodded, obeying Chang Xia's decision. Carrying two herrings, they squatted outside the beast den to quickly deal with them.

Chang Xia didn't want to eat barbecued meat, so he planned to stew the meat.

If there is no condiment, it is simmered in cold water slowly, and the blood foam is slowly skimmed off. Of course, she didn't forget to put some shallots in it to get rid of the fishy smell.

While adding cold water to the clay pot, skim off the blood foam in the pot. Shen Rong walked into the animal nest with the cleaned herring, and without Chang Xia opening his mouth, he began to peel the herring, remove the fishbone, cut into sections, and chop.

Seeing this, Chang Xia was very satisfied.

He suddenly remembered the rattan shoes she had made, and said, "Shen Rong, I made a pair of rattan shoes for you. Will you try it later if they fit? If they don't fit, I'll change them for you..."

Said, thinking about making a pair for Nanfeng.

With the south wind, the patriarch, Wu and Bai Qing can't be left behind.

The sorcerer Chang Xia sent the Heluo tribe to visit every three or five meetings. More than a month has passed since the last time Wulai Tribe. Counting the time, it is estimated that within three or five days, Wu may come over. Pai Qing is Wu's disciple and will take over Wu's position in the future, guarding the Twilight Forest. Not yet an adult, a small group, but always pretending to be an adult with a serious face. Chang Xia likes to pinch his face the most and watch him change his face.

"Okay." Shen Rong smiled.

In fact, he just came back and saw the rattan shoes on Chang Xia's feet.

It is very similar to the feather shoes of the bird tribe, but it is not as delicate. Birds love beauty and narcissism, orcs are not used to wearing feather shoes. Rattan shoes are very in line with the rough aesthetic of the orcs, wear-resistant and simple.

The man and the woman in the beast den didn't speak anymore, but they had a tacit understanding.

Blending with the firelight, it looks extraordinarily warm.