The whole world is waiting for the host to overturn

Chapter 411 The Beast World Is King (18)

When Ji Lin saw a fish jumping out, he rushed towards it excitedly.

Unexpectedly, the soles of the feet slipped and fell on the ice all of a sudden.

Ji Rong looked at him with a smile and asked, "Greedy?"

Ji Lin rubbed his nose and gave an embarrassed "hehe" smile.

It's not that he's hungry, he hasn't caught fish for a long time and wants to practice his skills.

Ji Rong smiled and smashed the opening of the ice cave even bigger, and the river water spread out from inside, directly covering the entire ice surface.

Looking down from the entrance of the ice cave, you can see fish swimming in the clear river bottom.

Ji Rong threw tools to Ji Lin, and the two squatted aside and started fishing.

It is easier to catch fish in winter than in summer, and it has only been half an hour, and the basket brought by Ji Rong is almost full.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Ji Rong greeted Ji Lin: "Go, go back and make soup."

The two of them went back to the wooden house with the basket, and saw several people from the tribe walking slowly towards the river from a distance.

The river comes from nowhere and winds several times around the tribe. Ji Rong's side is considered to be in the upper stream, while the tribe's side is in the lower stream.

So they couldn't be found over there despite the distance and obstructions.

When Ji Lin saw it, he sighed to Ji Rong: "People in the tribe are not very good at catching fish, and they rarely come to catch fish. It must be because there is not enough food in the tribe to go to the river in such a cold day."

They have no way to store food, and the prey will be less in autumn, and the winter is very difficult every year.

This year, it may be even more difficult...

The two walked back with one deep foot and one shallow foot. Ji Rong took Ji Lin and Ji Yi to start handling the fish. They surrounded the fire and felt warm.

After dark, Ji Rong cooked a big pot of fish soup and a big pot of bone soup for everyone. When those people woke up, she served a bowl for each of them.

The stone bowl given by the old patriarch before finally came in handy this time. Those adults and children who came from the tribe did not think the stone bowl was bulky, and they would gobble it up when they picked it up.

Watching them drink the hot soup, Ji Rong then shared the barbecue.

She had previously considered the problem of a weak spleen and stomach due to starvation for a long time, but later she realized that the orcs were not that weak at all.

As long as there is meat, no matter how weak people are, they can eat it and recover.

The basket of fish brought back was almost consumed by grilling and stewing, and it was only in the last quarter that the few of them ate anything.

It was completely dark outside, and the howling north wind passed by the window. Just by listening to it, one could feel the biting cold.

The old patriarch touched the head of one of the children and asked, "Is there not enough food in the tribe?"

The familiar voice fell in the cabin, adding some warmth to this small space.

The grown-ups who were relieved also began to reply: "Yeah, there's not much food left."

"After Bao Lei became the leader of the clan, the number of hunts organized was reduced. Every time it was us who went out, we ended up getting less."

"The children in the tribe are basically starving, and some people secretly go to catch fish, but two or three times can't do anything..."

"And something went wrong with the salt replacement team this time. The tribe didn't even get any salt this year."

……

Hearing these words, the old patriarch's expression became more and more serious, and the crutch in his hand became tighter and tighter.

Ji Rong interjected softly at the side: "There are so many people in the tribe, no one resists?"

A woman shook her head: "Anyone who wants to resist will be driven out of the tribe by Leopard. We are the best example."

(End of this chapter)