Witchcraft

Chapter 17
That night was a celebration banquet. Winning the war and having a new patriarch were worth celebrating. All the tauren gathered together, which made the big cave where the patriarch lived seemed a bit crowded.

Luo Xin has been busy for a long time, helping to cook a big pot of mushroom soup, which goes well with the barbecue, and the atmosphere is very lively.

Gudong!

Feng Yang drank the last sip of soup, and quickly walked towards Luo Xin.

Why!These tauren are really edible!

Luo Xin looked at the pot that had bottomed out, and spread her hands helplessly. Feng Yang felt a little regretful that he was only half full after eating, but fortunately, there was still barbecue.

"Luo Xinzhi, these barbecues must be eaten as soon as possible. In the past, the tribe would keep food for three days. Now that there are no so many people at once, the food may not be eaten up, and it will be spoiled!" Xiaozhi handed over a large piece. barbecue.

This barbecue is half his own weight, which is too exaggerated!
Luo Xin took the barbecue in silence, but suddenly her heart moved.

If the meat is not preserved, it will easily rot, so the tribe only preserves it for three days.

Now that so many people have died, I can't finish it in a while!What a waste.

"Feng Yang, how on earth did the tribe preserve this meat?" Luo Xin couldn't help asking.

"Meat? Just hang it in a high place with ventilation." Feng Yang didn't understand, and couldn't help scratching his head.

Well, it's the lowest-cost save, and hardly a brainstorm.

"You go and collect them. I have a way to preserve them for a longer period of time, and the taste will be better." Luo Xin carefully recalled the videos of those Internet celebrities.

It seems that there is a video made by Wonder Woman that mentions the preservation of meat.

Thanks for the great influencer!
The tribe never hesitated to order from the wise men, and soon some tauren piled their prey into hills.

Luo Xin gasped, and couldn't help feeling that these tauren were really excellent hunters.

Luo Xin's method is very simple, cut the meat off, spread salt evenly, then use some leaves, suffocate thick smoke in the hole, smoke for half a day, the meat becomes rough bacon.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that Luo Xin could barely finish her work, but the dozen or so bull-headed women were still full of interest, obviously very interested in the wise man's method.

"Wise man, after this treatment, won't the meat go bad?" Feng Rou is a young girl with a bull head, and she is at the age where she worships the priest to the extreme.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with storing it for a few months, remember to hang it in a ventilated and cool place." Luo Xin didn't dare to guarantee it, and said that the shelf life should be as low as possible.

Feng Rou's eyes are like stars, she is so admired that she casts her eyes on the ground.

Keep it for a few months, it's a fantasy!For the tauren, this method is a life-saving method.

Prey can also be scarce, especially in winter, when hunger and cold often kill orcs.

"The wise man is really the savior of our tribe." Fengrou couldn't help but praise.

"Glory to the Lord God!" Luo Xin responded casually.

Soon the bull-headed women left. They had been busy all night, and it was time to rest.

Luo Xin was so sleepy that her eyelids were clenched, she could fall asleep anytime, and was about to get up and go to the hut.

There was light and shadow shaking at the entrance of the cave, Feng Yang walked in with a woman, who was still holding a baby in her arms.

It was only when I got closer that I could see that there were bloodstains on the baby's body, and it was obvious that it had just been born.

"Wise man, please give my child a name! Let him bathe in the light of the Lord God!" The mother knelt on one knee, with longing on her face.

For the tauren, a child without a divine name is as pitiful as an abandoned child, which means that the glory of the main god has not enveloped this poor child.

The god stick still cares about this?
Luo Xin felt a little dizzy, and suddenly remembered what the teacher said, Priest Fengyu must write down at least a hundred stories.

The words used in these stories can also name orcs!

Damn it!I have only read three of these stories, and it seems that I can only find some words from these three.

"Feng Shuo, that's what it's called. It comes from the Journey of the Lord God. The guardian god stands on Mount Shuo. A group of ignorant orcs wanted to rob the Lord God, but the Lord God bestowed mercy on them, gave them food, and finally let these fierce orcs bathe the Lord God. Brilliant." Luo Xin had no choice but to find an allusion.

"Feng Shuo, thank you, Mr. Wise, thank you, Mr. Wise!" The mother became excited, and even used the wrong address.

very nice!This is really grateful!
Luo Xin felt a little satisfied. It turned out that the priest was the brain of the orc, and now he finally realized it.

This name will accompany the child throughout his life. When he grows up, he will also tattoo the name on himself to prevent forgetting.

The tradition of the name of the beastman pattern also comes from the story of Zhu Shen You Ji.

Human mockery: stupid orc, why don't you even have a name?

Orc: No, the Lord God gave me a name.

Human: So what's your name?

The orc is in a hurry: I forgot!

Human: Haha, stupid idiot.

At this time, the main god suddenly showed a miracle, and the orc's body appeared brilliance, and the two words appeared gently on the orc's body.

Blessed Beastman: I am Nie Li, a warrior of the Lord God, and an excellent hunter!
Human beings were astonished, but the Lord God punished the greedy and savage human beings and threw him to a place where he would never be seen again.

Nie Li is one of the 99 warriors under the throne of the Lord God. He is the greatest warrior in the history of the orcs. He has the power to break mountains and can easily knock down a mountain.

Of course, these are all myths, Luo Xin didn't take it seriously.

Luo Xinqiang worked hard to overcome the eyelids that were constantly fighting, and wrote Feng Shuo's name on the animal skin with animal blood.

Her handwriting was beautiful, in an elegant thin gold script, with flowing hieroglyphs that made the hides look valuable.

Mother folded it carefully and put it in her arms for preservation.

"Luo Xinzhi's handwriting is so beautiful." Feng Yang couldn't help admiring.

This brute actually knows the goods?
Luo Xin couldn't help being a little proud. The history of blood and tears practicing calligraphy in her previous life suddenly became valuable.

"Hmm! It's really good, ah! Haha!" Luo Xin couldn't help laughing.

From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the tattoo on Feng Yang's body. It was the word "Feng Yang" crooked.

All right!The old man's handwriting is really not very good. Is it really good to get it up so casually?
In fact, most priests did not write well enough.

The orcs are tough, and there is no such thing as practicing calligraphy. The priests all follow the gourds, and what they write becomes crooked tadpole writing.

"How to deal with those human weapons?" Feng Yang asked again.

He couldn't figure out what these things were used for, anyway, the orcs couldn't wear them, and the swords seemed a bit small for the orcs, and their power was definitely not comparable to the huge totem log.

"Of course I will help you make some weapons. Do you know where there is a blacksmith shop?" Luo Xin couldn't help asking.

"Blacksmith shop? This is something only dwarves can do. It's thousands of miles away from here! But there is a goblin shop nearby. If you want to buy some swords, you can buy them there." Feng Yang's knowledge is poor, and he rarely leaves the tribe. territory.

dwarf!Goblins!
Luo Xin's eyes lit up, she must go and have a look.

(End of this chapter)