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

The elders of the tribe kept carrying green vines to the tribe with their half-grown cubs, while the disabled orcs sat in the square and began to weave baskets.

The mist in the forest had long been evaporated by the scorching sun. A bone-wheeled cart passed by Qiao Xin and greeted her. The cart was full of green roots and cabbages. Unlike those grown by the tribe themselves, one could tell with a single eye that these had not been fertilized with organic fertilizers and had grown naturally in the wild.

Moreover, this car was even bigger than the one seen on the platform last night. It had no carriage, but only a few simple wooden boards for support. The green roots and cabbages were all put in baskets, stacked up very high layer by layer, and fixed tightly with straw ropes.

Qiao Xin suddenly had an idea and remembered that something was missing beside her before going to bed. Damn, Lang Rui didn't sleep when she was sleeping.

How many sets of wheels did he make?

Qiao Xin: "Was this dug out during land reclamation?"

Mauli said, "Yes, Master Qiao Xin. There are still a lot of chestnuts and potatoes, and the weeds were not wasted. After cleaning the soil, they were sent to the sheepfold."

Qiao Xin patted the grown-up boy, "Well done."

Mauli's face turned red instantly. After watching Qiao Xin leave, he started to drive the car. Now he had to deliver the things back quickly, as the fields urgently needed these useful big guys.

This bone-wheeled cart is pulled by three horned horses. The weight of the items on the cart far exceeds what the beast can carry, so it can carry a lot in one trip.

Ma Lizhen felt that this big thing was labor-saving and easy to use, and he didn't know where the tribe leader got it from.

When the hunting team left in the morning, they also towed three away.

Including the two currently used by the tribe, the tribe now has a total of five!

When Qiao Xin saw Lang Yu and Lang Xue, they looked as if they had taken some drug. Their faces turned yellow, and the areas under their eyes were dark blue as ghosts. They looked extremely hollow.

Qiao Xin: "What's wrong with you guys?" Didn't they come back early last night?

Lang Xue rolled his eyes at her in annoyance and said, "What's wrong? Go ask your partner." He tempted him with delicious food. Finally, he couldn't resist the temptation and dragged his brother along to do the wheel together.

If you fail, you will be ridiculed!

This little wolf cub will be annoying even when he grows up!

He didn't even have to think about it, knowing that this kid would definitely drag them up again tonight and continue to exploit them.

Although he knew that delicious food was like a green root hanging in front of a wildebeest, he still couldn't resist the temptation.

Qiao Xin did not continue to endure his sarcasm and focused her attention on the people participating in the land reclamation.

The group of orcs who participated in the reclamation were not from the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, because the Silver Moon Wolf Clan had a particularly obvious feature: their hair was silver-gray and their eyes were varying shades of blue.

This group of people have different hair colors, red, yellow, blue, green, orange... basically you can find any color you want.

Everyone had prominent ribs, sunken bellies, and dull animal skin skirts. Most people pulled out the grass on the ground with their bare hands, and only a small number used hoes provided by the tribe. Not far away, there were slightly larger hoofed animals pulling plows.

Weeds live on these plains. No one has ever cleared them from the ground. Their roots are intertwined and very difficult to dig.

But everyone still does the assigned work seriously.

No one was lazy.

Everyone cherishes the rare safe place.

Hou Xian was one of them. Her original tribe had only dozens of people, living next to a branch of the Qin River. One day, a group of ferocious orcs suddenly broke in, burning, killing and looting. Some of her tribe members were killed, and some were captured.

She was one of those who were captured. Her hands and feet were tied. She walked for a long time and finally arrived at a city that was under construction. A slave mark was branded on her neck. From then on, she had to do work that exceeded her physical capacity every day, but she could only drink a bowl of salt-free wild vegetable porridge with more water than vegetables.

They were not fed enough, failed to complete their tasks and were whipped.

Dying there has become a luxury, because after death, the soul will be captured and filled into the wall.

Some of her tribesmen died of exhaustion, some died of illness, and in the end she was the only one left.

One day, a fight broke out and the dead bodies piled up more and more around her. The blood and mud were so thick that it could cover her feet if she stepped on them. She hid under the corpses, closed her eyes, not daring to look, and listened secretly.

When the voices faded away and the dust settled, she followed the slaves around her and rushed towards an uncertain future.

She thought she was going from a tiger's den into a wolf's den, but unexpectedly, she fell into a blessed den.

Three meals a day, no meal missed, the work is easier than building a city, and there is also time to rest.

Suddenly, a little deer poked its head out from beside her, its big black eyes were watery, and its pink tongue suddenly stretched out and licked the grass in her hand.

Hou Xian was so frightened that he dared not move for a moment.

The little deer spat out the grass in its mouth, tilted its head, and called out to her.

A pair of porcelain-white slender hands pressed against the little deer's head. "Don't be afraid. This is the tribe's newborn cub, Lu Dai. She should like you very much."

As if to confirm Qiao Xin's words, Xiao Lu Dai licked Hou Xian's arm, blinking her big eyes, which made people feel soft in their hearts.

Hou Xian didn't dare to look at the person who was talking. She had secretly watched her from the crowd before. She was a very beautiful female, whose whole body exuded a kind of light that she didn't have. She was the female who could cripple the messenger of God.

Everyone who came with her was more in awe of her than the tall, silver-haired patriarch.

Qiao Xin took out her hoe from the space and put it in her hand, "This is my tool, you can use it?"

Hou Xian tightly grasped the hoe in his hand, "I, I will use it well."

Qiao Xin smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. These tools are made to help people complete their work more efficiently. This is iron, it is difficult to break. Even if it breaks, it doesn't matter. The wooden sticks are taken from the forest. The iron underneath is broken, and it can be recycled."

Hou Xian received the kindness from this adult and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you."

There was a hint of surprise in Lang Xue's eyes, "Brother, that's iron?!" He would never make a mistake. The lord of Black Armor City had a weapon made of iron, which was placed in the tent and could be seen by everyone who came in and out.

Iron products that should be worshipped were actually used to make tools in the Huaxia tribe.

Lang Yu rarely put on his gentle mask. He frowned and thought, as if looking for an answer.

The two baskets of black bird bones at most surprised him a bit. After all, although black bird bones were rare, they were not as rare as iron.

Things like iron are only in the hands of the Beast Temple and are only used to reward people who have made great contributions.

Lu Rou ran over, and when she saw the little deer Dai, she breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Qiao Xin with one hand, "Master Qiao Xin, this little rascal scared me to death, I thought she was lost! Dai, come back with me quickly, I have a lot of things to do over there, don't run around, if you run around, go back to the tribe."

Lu Dai chirped in grievance and followed her mother obediently.

"Luming, Langyu, come here." Qiao Xin called them aside. "It's too laborious to open up the wasteland without tools. Most of the males who can forge iron are out hunting. It's difficult to add new tools for the time being. But we can't dig with bare hands like this."

“Do you have any good ideas to improve it?”

Lang Yu no longer had the surprise he had when he first saw the field this morning. After thinking for a long time, he had already digested this concentrated planting method called farming. Looking at the tools in Hou Xian's hand, he said, "We can first make some similar auxiliary tools with stones, but we can't stop. I think planting is the same as gathering. It depends on the season and climate, and we have to race against time. Everyone doesn't mind using their own hands to dig grass roots."

Qiao Xin frowned slightly. Lang Yu's concerns were not unreasonable. It was really amazing that someone who had never been exposed to the farming model could think of so many things. "Let's change the method. First, gather people to clear the weeds on the plowed land, and then sow the seeds. There is no need to wait until all the land is plowed before planning."

With so many people coming to the tribe at once, the lack of tools is inevitable, so we can only change the deployment of people. Fortunately, we have previous planning experience to refer to, and this is a plain. "Langyu, you must give me a planning plan before tonight." After that, she ran away.

Lang Yu held out Er Kang's hand and said, "No, wait a minute, what is a planning scheme? I've never heard of this term before!"

He put on the mask again and said, "Luming, give me a planning proposal before lunch today."

Lu Ming: “?!” What is a planning scheme?