Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

"Guo, you're awake! Get up quickly and drink the broth. The barbecue is ready." Normally, the younger son Guo would have gotten up at this time. The female's body is delicate, and Lan, who was worried about her son Guo, came in to check on him.

I just happened to run into Song Guo who was looking for food.

"I smell the broth made by Am, it smells so good!"

Wearing a simple "shoulder dress" made of animal skin, Lan still couldn't hide her charm. She smiled and said, "If you like it, drink more. There's more in the stone pot."

"Got it, Eminem."

People in the animal world pursue fullness and do not pay attention to taste, so the cooked broth is very greasy. Song Guo really has no appetite. He swallowed a few mouthfuls and put down the wooden bowl.

Lan frowned, "Guo, why do you eat so little?"

Song Guo just thought he was not hungry, how could he not be hungry? He was almost going crazy with hunger, but when faced with the white fat, he really couldn't eat it.

He needed to save his taste buds.

"Mom, I'll make broth and barbecue this afternoon, okay?" Song Guo volunteered to take on the job of preparing dinner. Lan smiled and did not refuse. It was a good thing that Guo wanted to try.

When I have orcs in the future, I can make broth while waiting for them to return from hunting.

Song Guo went out to familiarize himself with the environment, and he wanted to find A Yuan, but unfortunately he got up late and the orcs had already gone out hunting, and they would not be back until sunset.

The black market tribe is undoubtedly backward, with stone houses everywhere, some tall, some wide, and of various shapes.

It seems that he still needs to find a way to develop the Blackrock Tribe. The current conditions are too simple. The first thing to do is to make a bed. He really can't get used to sleeping on a hard stone bed.

"Guo, do you want to go collecting with us?" Song Guo asked, shaking his hand. His two white rabbit ears were shaking, his skin was wheat-colored, his almond-shaped eyes were like a crescent moon when he smiled, his lips were rosy, and his facial features were angular yet soft.

The person who came was the sweetheart of the original owner Guo’s brother Suo—the half-orc Bai.

This was really a pillow sent to him when he was sleepy. He was just worrying about how to collect ingredients for cooking!

"Okay!" Song Guo looked at Bai calmly. Brother Suo had a good eye. Who wouldn't be confused by this sunny boy? !

Song Guo went back and got the animal skin bag. Together they went to collect the animals, along with Ye, Xi, Mu and a dozen other scattered people. Most of them were half-orcs, but few were females.

The gathering work is left to the orcs, but if females are willing to join in the gathering work, they can also join.

Part of what was collected was handed over to the tribe, and the rest was theirs.

The people of the Blackrock Tribe generally do not go too far from the tribe when gathering, and will only go to areas that are known to be safe, so that if they are attacked by wild beasts or encounter accidents, they can be rescued or treated in time.

"Guo, follow me and don't run around." Bai reminded him. Guo is a female and he needs to take good care of her.

"Yeah!" Song Guo responded while looking around, looking for the familiar plants in his memory, not only food but also medicinal herbs.

In this backward world, any illness could be fatal, so medicinal herbs must be prepared.

As a squirrel, Song Guo has lived in the jungle for many years and has a good understanding of plants. He knows what is edible, what is not edible, and what can cure diseases.

According to the original owner's memory, Song Guo dug up a lot of wild vegetables, but they were not enough to cook meat. It would have been better if there were ginger and onions, which are necessary to remove the fishy smell.

Song Guo followed Bai and walked along. When they passed a tree full of large yellow fruits, they all walked past it without stopping.

Song Guo was very confused. Why didn't anyone pick these fruits?

Looking through the original owner's memory, I found that this was a sour fruit, the kind that could make a person's teeth fall out. No one could eat it. Someone in the tribe picked it and ate one. His teeth became soft and he didn't have the strength to bite meat.

So the people in the tribe stayed away from sour fruits.

Song Guo's eyes lit up. Isn't this a lemon? Although it is a little big, lemon is also good at removing fishy smells.

The lemon tree was not very tall, so Song Guo picked one easily. It took two hands to hold a lemon. He broke off a small piece and smelled it carefully. It was definitely a lemon!

Song Guo swiftly picked the lemons from the tree and put them into the animal skin bag. Bai hurried over to stop him, "Guo, these are sour fruits. If you eat them, you can't even eat the flesh. Stop picking them."

"Bai, I'm not eating this. I'm using it to stew meat. And it can be used to cure diseases!" Song Guo paused, knowing that Bai wouldn't understand.

Song Guo pointed to his throat and added: "You can eat this sour fruit if you have a sore throat." Lemon has the effect of reducing phlegm and relieving cough, which helps to improve cough and sputum symptoms caused by bronchitis, whooping cough, etc.

Bai heard this and hurried over to help pick the fruits. He had a sore throat before, which had lasted for several days. Even drinking broth was painful and uncomfortable. If the sour fruit could relieve the pain in his throat, he would pick more and keep them in reserve.

Bai didn't doubt Song Guo at all. In his heart, Guo would never lie to him.

Song Guo picked five or six, but was afraid that the animal skin bag would not be able to hold them, so he gave up.

Song Guo spotted a chicken mushroom under a big tree with his sharp eyes, and his eyes lit up. The soup cooked with chicken mushroom is delicious and tasty, a rare delicacy.

Song Guo also loves to eat mushrooms, so seeing such a large bunch, how could he let it go? He rushed forward like a hungry tiger and picked the chicken mushrooms.

When Bai saw Guo picking mushrooms, he was so frightened that his voice became shrill.

"Fruit, stop now, you can't eat this. If you eat it, you will return to the arms of the Beast God. You can't pick it."

Ye and others also came over to stop it, and told Song Guo that it was poisonous and could not be eaten.

Song Guo held on to the chicken mushroom tightly. He had found it with great difficulty, and he couldn't throw it away. It was a treasure!

"Does it mean that all mushrooms eaten will return to the embrace of the Beast God? No, I know this mushroom. It's Polygonum multiflorum. It tastes very good when cooked in broth." Song Guo blinked his big eyes, trying to convince Bai and others.

Bai, Xi and others looked at each other in bewilderment. It was true that not all mushrooms would return to the arms of the Beast God after being eaten, but no one was sure which ones were edible.

"Guo, this is no small matter, I really can't eat it!" Bai rubbed the rabbit's ears in pain. What happened to Guo today? Weird.

"I won't eat it secretly. I'll take it out and feed it to the cuckoo chicken. If the cuckoo chicken is okay, I'll cook it again, okay?" Song Guo's long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, her fair and flawless skin was faintly blushed, and her thin lips were as tender as rose petals, making people unable to refuse.

Bai gave in, "But you have to promise me that you can't eat it secretly. You have to wait until the Cuckoo Chicken is done eating before you can eat it."

Song Guo nodded repeatedly, "I swear to the Beast God!" He picked the chicken mushrooms at lightning speed, fearing that Bai and the others would regret it.

The people in this world worship the Beast God very much. When they saw Song Guo bring up the Beast God, they naturally believed that Song Guo would not lie.

It was getting late and the collectors were tired, so Song Guo followed them back to the tribe.

This time, Song Guo returned with a full load and a fruitful harvest.