Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

With the cotton as an attraction, Qiao Xin did not go to see how the orcs drilled holes in the heavy stone mill.

Instead, he used up all the supernatural energy in his body to produce as much cotton as possible. When Lang Rui came back at noon, he saw the living room covered in white.

Qiao Xin looked hollow and pale.

Lang Rui: “?”

Lang Rui knelt on one knee and looked at her at eye level, "Why are you so tired?"

Qiao Xin now has a level two supernatural power, and the plants grown in large quantities in the tribe do not need her to grow. Why is she suddenly so tired? Is it because of these white things on the ground?

Lang Rui picked up a piece of dough and squeezed it. It was soft, delicate and elastic. After he let go, it quickly returned to its original shape.

There was a slight flash of surprise in his eyes. Is this cotton?

Lang Rui had seen Qiao Xin take out some dirty and torn quilts from the space and use them to hatch duck eggs.

What came out was very similar to this.

Qiao Xin raised her eyelids, glanced at him, and pointed at the cotton in the basket, "I'll go cook."

Lang Rui held her down and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "You are so tired, why are you still cooking? Don't move, I'll go to the square to get some food to eat."

Qiao Xin raised her hand and inserted it into Lang Rui's wet hair. She found that Lang Rui was very concerned about his image. Quarrying in Qingshi Mountain would definitely cause a lot of dust, and his body would definitely not be clean. But now his body was clean, obviously he had cleaned up at the well and came back.

"You consume a lot of energy quarrying, so you need to eat something good."

Lang Rui enjoyed Qiao Xin's intimacy and let her touch him. "I'm not tired. I drilled a few holes in the morning. In the afternoon, I arranged for some of the tribesmen to start pulling the stone mill to remove the wheat grains, while most of them continued to quarry stones."

Only by collecting enough stones can we build a house as quickly as possible.

Qiao Xin asked: "Did Lu Ming go back to the original site to collect the white juice? I forgot to tell him that if he could bring back some seeds, it would be best." The white juice tree will be planted near the tribe in the future, so there will be no need to run so far to collect it.

With the spiritual spring, Qiao Xin didn't worry at all about the problem of not being able to grow the crops.

Lang Rui: "I have already given the order. He knows what to do."

Lang Rui helped Qiao Xin up and sat her on the sofa. He took a thin piece of animal skin and covered her belly with it. "I'm going to get some food."

The tribe arranged meals for the more than 4,000 new arrivals. Each person had a bowl of wild vegetable and meat soup and two corns. It was not enough to fill them up, but everyone was very satisfied.

Each of them carefully held the ceramic bowl in their hands, which was more precious than their lives, and ate the corn kernels and cobs, with tears in their eyes. The female who served the food said that the corn cobs did not have to be eaten, but everyone felt that it should not be wasted. With so many of them coming at once, a lot of food would be consumed, and they couldn't bear it.

When they were building Blackthorn City, having only one meal of wild vegetable soup every day that was so thin that it could be used as a mirror was already a gift from the slave owners. But here, after drinking a bowl of snow-white noodles in the morning, they unexpectedly had a meal at noon. Not only that, there were also slices of meat in the wild vegetable soup.

After hammering stones in Qingshi Mountain for the whole morning, the people did not feel tired at all and were full of energy.

Not everyone is eating at this time, but some people take turns eating.

There were not enough pottery bowls in the tribe, and every household contributed their surplus ones, but it was still not enough, so they had to eat in batches and in turns.

Everyone licked the bowls very clean, so they didn't even need to be washed, but Tu Ye wouldn't allow that to happen. He made sure they washed the bowls after eating before using them again.

When Lang Rui came over with a large basin, he discovered this situation and decided to let this group of people make a batch of stone bowls for themselves in the afternoon.

"Chief." Tu Ye took the basin from Lang Rui, stirred the bottom with a spoon, scooped up several pieces of meat, and then gave him eight corns.

Lang Rui put back four of them, "These are enough."

Tu Ye knew that this was not enough for a tall and strong orc like the tribe leader, not to mention that there was also Master Qiao Xin at home, "Tribe leader, please take two more!"

Lang Rui shook his head, picked up the bowl, and rejected Tu Ye's suggestion.

When he got home, Lang Rui found Qiao Xin asleep as soon as he entered the door. He did not disturb her rest and closed the door quietly.

After going out, he drank a bowl of wild vegetable soup and left the rest to Qiao Xin.

After dinner, everyone consciously came to the foot of the bluestone mountain, each doing their own job and continuing to mine stones. No one needed to supervise or urge them, and no one was lazy.

Lang Rui ordered the females to clean the square again, put the bedding rolls aside, and took people to move the bundles of wheat that were piled up in the warehouse to the square and spread them out.

A huge stone mill weighing hundreds of pounds is just a heavy toy in the hands of an adult male orc.

If the patriarch had not said that making a stone mill that was too heavy would easily crush the wheat grains, they could have made several that weighed thousands of pounds, so that they would be more powerful to pull.

Everyone was scrambling to pull the millstone.

Lang Rui glanced at him coldly.

Hu Ding was pressed on a stone mill, his eyebrows and eyes were furious, he waved his fist as big as a bowl at Mao Li, and then he smiled brightly, holding Mao Li's fist, "Bu, I won."

Mauli was stunned when he saw the two people's clasped hands.

The onlookers were also amazed by Hu Ding's shameless behavior. Qiao Xin taught the cubs to play rock-paper-scissors, but you actually used it to play tricks!

Fortunately, the young cubs in the tribe have recently gone to the fields to drive away the birds that steal food, otherwise they would definitely learn bad habits.

Mauli quickly realized Hu Ding's roguery, but the chief was standing not far from them, and the two did not dare to fight or do anything that would be detrimental to the unity of the tribe. He rolled his eyes, shook off Hu Ding's rough hand, and walked aside with a gloomy face, standing with his arms folded.

Hu Ding roared, changed into a beast, bit the pole that fixed the millstone, and ran wildly around in circles in the square.

The speed was so fast that he pulled the millstone off the ground.

Several people were jealous and wanted to run away.

Lang Rui: “......!”

As the temperature dropped, everyone's scalps tightened, thinking that Hu Ding was going to be in trouble.

The next second, a shadow passed by and the stone mill remained in place. Hu Ding was carried by the tribe leader like a chicken.

"Stand still."

A cold shout frightened Hu Ding.

Stand up straight with your head and chest out.

"Go to the plains and do a 100-kilometer training with a load."

"Yes." Hu Ding quickly stepped forward and ran away.

For the others who had just seen Hu Ding showing off his power, the unbearable itch in their hearts disappeared.

The females who were surrounding and preparing to harvest wheat in a while covered their mouths and pointed at the group of males.

Whether they were in a relationship or single, everyone's face turned red. They couldn't be as embarrassed as Hu Ding.

He honestly pulled the millstone and walked around the square again and again.

After repeated crushing, the straw, wheat ears and grains visible to the naked eye are separated.

After a nap and a meal, Qiao Xin came to the square.

Seeing that her face was not as pale as before, Lang Rui did not force her to go back and rest.

Qiao Xin asked the people pulling the stone mill to take a rest, and arranged for the females waiting around the square to use wooden sticks to turn the wheat over and then crush it again.

After the other side is rolled, the straw and wheat grains need to be completely separated.

When Qiao Xin picked up each bunch of wheat straw with a wooden fork, he would shake it vigorously to let the wheat grains fall out from the gaps between the straws. "This is to prevent food from being wasted. There are still many wheat grains stuck in it."

By the way, I forked the straw to the gap and piled it up. "Have you learned it?"

The females' clear voices rang out, "We got it."

Qiao Xin returned the wooden stick to the female and signaled that they could start.