Chief don't slap in the face

Xia Ye left a living, just to follow and see where the mountain ghost's lair is.

The mountain ghost jumped between the branches of the tree seven or eight meters above the ground, moved very fast, and disappeared soon, but the blood from the wound clearly pointed out the direction.

After tracking for about 10 minutes, the two came to a cave.

"Want to go in?"

Song Guo stretched out his head to take a look, but it was too dark to see anything inside.

"No, go home!"

Lack of preparation, Xia Ye didn't want to enter rashly, because it would leave a smell, and the mountain ghosts were alert and cunning. If they were prepared, it would be more difficult to wipe them out at once.

On the way back, the atmosphere was naturally not happy, but luckily, I bumped into that herd of cows again.

Twelve cows are eating green grass leisurely in the forest.

"What should I do? Tie them up one by one?"

Song Guo licked the corner of his mouth.

"Catch the leading bull first, and see if the others will follow back to the tribe!"

Xia Ye is not a herdsman, he has never caught cattle and sheep before, so he doesn't know how to start, but there is a first time for everything, anyway, cows don't hurt people, if you fail, you can do it all over again.

"I come!"

Song Guo quietly lurked towards the bull. In her impression, grabbing means surrendering, so at a distance of six meters, she suddenly rushed out, hugging the bull's left front leg with both hands, followed by a big windmill, smashing the bull on the ground.

boom!

Grass flying.

Moo!

The cows were shocked, but they didn't run away. Instead, the cows formed a circle, protected the calf in the middle, and watched the two uninvited guests vigilantly.

Xia Ye covered his eyes and didn't want to watch it any more. It really didn't have any technical content.

After tossing until dusk and sunset, Xia Ye finally came back with twelve cows led by hemp ropes.

"The master is mighty!"

Friday immediately flattered and went to pick up the reins cleverly.

"Build a cowshed first, and the work of mowing grass and feeding the cows every day is yours. Remember, their lives are more precious than yours. If one dies, I will dry you out!"

Song Guo talked a lot. In order to eat the delicacy called butter as soon as possible, she kept asking Xia Ye how to raise a cow on the way back.

puff!

Xia Ye's depressed mood immediately improved a lot when he saw the cocooned macaw hanging from a tree branch.

"The master is mighty!"

"The master is mighty!"

The parrot has no morals at all, and it's just a learned flattery when it opens its mouth.

"Little master, do you want to put it in the pot?"

Ask Friday.

"Let it go!"

Song Guo is not angry with a small parrot.

crackle!crackle!

The rain intensified without warning, and the heavy raindrops fell on the head and covered the face, and it was like pouring in an instant.

The herd panicked.

No way, the three of Xia Ye braved the heavy rain and quickly built a cowshed to cover a little bit.

He had already collected a lot of dry firewood, so he could still have a hot meal at night, but today he met a mountain ghost, which made Xia Ye not in the mood to cook food.

So including Jia Duo, the three of them hated the mountain ghost to death.

"rest early!"

Seeing that after the meal, Song Guo brought the playing cards over, and was about to play a few more rounds of Fighting the Landlords, Xia Ye shook his head, and took a straight survival knife to carve a plan on the bamboo slips.

Tomorrow the rain will clear, so we need to burn some charcoal first, and then let the wombat find suitable soil for firing some clay pots and mud bricks.

Clay pots are used to make containers for milk or other things, while mud bricks are used to make buildings such as cowsheds and chicken coops.

With milk, you can make cream and butter, which are essential materials for many pastries.

"Do you want to make brown sugar into white sugar?"

Xia Ye thought about it, but still gave up, there were too many urgent things, and this kind of insignificant episode was not his turn.

"If you're bored, I'll teach you a game called drawing joker cards!"

Seeing Song Guo shuffling the playing cards over and over again, Xia Ye smiled.

Although Jia Duo is also interested in drawing ghost cards, she is even more curious about the things written by Xia Ye. In this age when the literacy rate is extremely low, people who can write, regardless of whether they look good or not, are all knowledgeable people.

"Can I take a look?"

After getting Xia Ye's permission, Jia Duo looked at the bamboo slips and was shocked: "You know how to burn pottery?"

"Learned some!"

Xia Ye thought of his pottery pots engraved with the opening chapters of the sword art of warding off evil, why don't you make up some nonsense about the exercises?

"You know how to burn pottery, but the tribe actually let you participate in the blood survival trial? Is your Xia tribe's talent enough to be wasted like this?"

Jia Duo is speechless, pottery making is a technical job, from selecting soil, making embryos, to building cellars, and firing, those tribes who know how to make pottery control the steps very strictly, because this is a tool for making money and surviving.

Xia Ye shrugged.

Jia Duo continued to flip through the bamboo slips, but the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became. What is this mud brick?Brown Tang knows, this is indeed made by Xia Ye, but what is white sugar?There are also charcoal and saltpeter, so many new terms, I don’t understand them at all.

After reading it for a while, Jia Duo was completely overwhelmed, but her eyes were shining, and her hands were tightly clutching the bamboo slips.

In this day and age, it is very difficult to acquire knowledge, so wise men are respected.