Farming in the beast world starts with the cub learning system

This day seemed to have passed extremely long, but the reality was that Shiraishi's hunting team came back around three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Why are you here?" Bai Shi walked to Banban and protected him, "There's nothing going on here, I'll take you back."

"Oh," Zhu Yuanyuan did not refuse and asked in a low voice while walking, "Are you in danger?"

If nothing happened, I wouldn't come back so early.

Shiraishi nodded, "I met a dozen mutated wolves, and they were all injured. They probably escaped from elsewhere."

"Where did you meet him?" Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes widened, "Isn't it very close to the tribe?"

The half-grown cubs in the tribe like to hang out in the woods in their free time and hunt a few pheasants and rabbits for dinner. As long as they don't go too far, such as leaving the nest alone, even in spring.

Even though more and more people are farming, meat is still a staple food in everyone's eyes. There is no hunting ban period, it's just about controlling the number of hunting.

If the person who encounters the mutated wolf is a half-grown cub...

Hiss, the consequences are disastrous.

Shiraishi could see through Banban's thoughts at a glance and hurriedly reassured him, "It's not far or close. It's not within the range of activities of half-grown cubs. We shouldn't be able to touch it without us."

"It's hard to say," Zhu Yuanyuan wrinkled her nose, "There is a strong human smell here, and the mutated wolf must have followed the smell. It's a good thing that you encountered it."

As she said this, she suddenly remembered something, and she asked eagerly, "Brother Ashi, are you injured? No, I smell blood."

He reached out and took off Shiraishi's coat.

"I'm fine, it's the blood of a mutated wolf," Shiraishi quickly stopped.

Zhu Yuanyuan was suspicious, "Really?"

"Of course," Bai Shi couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm not stupid, how can I survive my injuries?"

"It's true." Zhu Yuanyuan felt that it made sense. Her worries disappeared and she was interested in asking what happened to the clan elders. "They seem to have suffered a serious crime."

"It's not bad, it's just a scratch," Shiraishi said with a sneer in his eyes, "The leader probably didn't expect that the strength of the clan elders has been wasted to the point where they can't catch chickens and rabbits."

Zhu Yuanyuan was really shocked, "They used to be able to kill mutated wild boars on their own. Even if they are a little older, they are not yet at the point where they can be supported equally, right?"

"Probably because they are living a comfortable life," Shiraishi guessed. "There are quite a few people in the tribe who are the same age as the clan elders. The subsidy given by the tribe is only a small amount. If you want to eat well, you can only grow some potatoes and sweet potatoes by yourself. However, your health is not good." good."

At least it's better than the clan elders lying flat.

Zhu Yuanyuan curled her lips, "I really don't know what the tribe elders are doing here, are they just free rice?"

In the nearly twenty years she has lived here, she has not found any clan elders who have made a big contribution. They only rely on their status to talk and hold everyone back.

"Not all clan elders are useless," Baishi said with a bitter smile. "Those from our Flying Tiger clan are pretty good. They can also go into the forest together to catch some small prey, unlike a few of them..."

Taking a look at the old men screaming and screaming in the hall of the Great Wu family, do you feel more disgusted?

Zhu Yuanyuan burst out laughing, "You're right."

"Several clan elders who followed the hunting team just left the tribe and complained that they couldn't walk on the road and had to find someone to carry them on their backs. Naturally, no one would tolerate it," Shiraishi told the story unhurriedly. "Before setting off, the leader told me that he didn't need to go hunting specifically. , no one was in a hurry, and no one turned into a beast and rushed..."

The process was very simple. A group of people walked forward slowly. It didn't look like they were hunting, but more like an outing. They only caught a few chickens on the way and brought their own lunch.

Oh, no, the clan elders didn’t bring them with them. They ate the pheasants they caught in the morning.

Even if the leader said that there is no need to go out to find prey, it would be embarrassing for so many people to return empty-handed?

The young men who decided to go back to the tribe after lunch before setting off gave up and did not take a moment to rest. They hurriedly filled their stomachs and then continued to set off. As a result, they ran into a dozen injured mutant wolves before they had gone far.

Speaking of this, Bai Shi's face became a little strange, "The clan elders screamed loudly and ran back, even losing the wooden sticks they were holding for support. They ran quite fast."

Zhu Yuanyuan immediately grasped the point, "I can't walk, but running is no problem?"

"Yes, he was probably stimulated and rolled and crawled, using all his strength to escape," Shiraishi said.

Zhu Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing, "Brother Ashi is quite good at learning and applying it!"

I have watched so many bloody TV dramas, and the effect is quite good.

"It's all because I have such a good memory," Shiraishi blinked at his companion, showing a rare lack of stability.

It was not good for the two of them to stand at the door and laugh at the elders who had been taught a lesson. After muttering in a low voice, they entered the big wizard's house.

There were so many people just now, and Zhu Yuanyuan couldn't join in the fun with her big belly. Now the crowd has dispersed, leaving only the old men lying on the single hospital beds and screaming, so they naturally want to visit the patients.

That's right, she looked at her empty hands and forgot to bring some roasted sweet potatoes as a consolation gift.

But it doesn't matter. The clan elders usually drink spicy food, and they probably don't care about a few sweet potatoes.

The two of them stood beside the hospital bed and said hello first, but the clan elders were in too much pain and had no time to pay them any attention.

Tu Yuan, who was sitting aside tinkering with the ointment, said angrily, "You two can go back to where you came from. Don't stay here."

Just join in the fun and watch outside, and don't go to provoke the person involved. Is it because you think the elders of the clan are too long-lived and want to add fuel to the fire and make people angry to death?

The leader just wanted to torment these stubborn old men and make them calm down, but he had no intention of sending them away.

"Uncle Yuan," Zhu Yuanyuan scratched her head pretending to be embarrassed, "I just heard the noise and came over. I happened to meet Brother A Shi. He said that the clan elders were injured and they were all here. You can't pretend that you don't know anything. !”

"Why not?" Tu Yuan said bluntly, "You are just a disciple of the Great Witch, not that important."

Zhu Yuanyuan, "..." What nonsense are you talking about?

Uncle Yuan is an innocent sixth child. He knows that she has been busy recently and would go wherever there is excitement, so he deliberately tickles her.

"Ahem," Shiraishi cleared his throat and pulled his companion out, "Let's go back and kill a chicken to make soup and bring it over tonight."

Even though the lifespan of an orc is relatively long, ordinary people who have not learned the art of beast essence can indeed be called old people after they are over a hundred years old. Their strength has significantly declined, their movements are no longer agile, and they are covered in scrapes and scratches from rolling and crawling.

The people who relied on their old age and betrayed their old age have been taught a lesson. Give them some chicken soup to replenish their health.

Zhu Yuanyuan feels a little sorry for the old hens raised at home. The snow is thick during the snow season, so it is inconvenient to feed them in the old house. They can only use chicken coops to raise them in the kitchen at home. The place is small, and it is difficult to raise too many. If you kill one, you will lose one. Only.

Fortunately, the chickens were moved back after spring, so no one was watching, so it was quite convenient to do some small things.

Baishi kept his word. After leaving Dawu, he went to the old house to kill the chicken, plucked the feathers, cleaned it, chopped it into small pieces and brought it back to make soup.

A chicken was stewed in a large pot of soup with some dried red dates. It smelled very fragrant. Zhu Yuanyuan put an appropriate amount of salt into the pot and took a spoon to taste. "Not bad, quite light."

It's light and has a very light chicken flavor.