Orcs Build a Well-off Society

Taking advantage of the rainy season, civilization collected as many mushrooms as it thought it could, and now the weather is fine, just in time to dry the mushrooms. Because mushrooms are more fragrant, they are prone to insects in summer. Although winter is coming soon, it doesn't mean it can be taken lightly. And dried mushrooms are more delicious and easier to store than fresh mushrooms.

Because of the muddy ground, civilization can only place mushrooms on the rocks and the front and back of the house, or on the fence posts, or on the big tree branches in the yard-because the weather is getting closer to winter, so The green leaves on the big trees are gradually turning yellow, and some have fallen down. It is convenient to put mushrooms on them.

The fallen leaves are swept together and left open in the yard for a day or two to be burned as firewood, and wood can be saved for winter use.

His method was quickly promoted in the tribe. After all, in the past, the treatment of these leaves was also a big trouble. Not only was it dealt with, but it could also save wood. Of course, it is worth promoting.

Regarding such things as brooms, civilization really did not find sorghum, and later thought of using some substitutes. As a result, civilization was not found, but the twins Gerald and Sellers found it—this kind of thing was somewhat similar to palm, and it was hard after being cut into thin threads. It is more convenient to squeeze the silk into a bunch and fix it on a straight wooden stick. It is more convenient to clean the floor than when the sorghum broom first sweeps the sorghum seeds and the sorghum shells.

As for the production method, it was also explored by Civilization and Charlotte. Although Civilization knows the general steps, the main fixes are still handled by Charlotte, who is experienced in making clothes. You know, in order to make a strong, worthy of For the customer's clothes, Charlotte has studied the stitching of needlework.

Later, after trial, it quickly swept the entire tribe. For a period of time, the sweeping sound of "swishes" was often heard!

The children are indeed playful geniuses, and soon invented the "broomstick" battle, waving their broomsticks and attacking each other to play. Of course, this inconspicuous gameplay was quickly stopped by his father and father. The twins who were the instigators even got a "eat" by themselves.

well, let's get back to business.

Civilization sweeps the dried leaves that have been piled up a few days ago and piles them together on the corner of the house, and prepares them to start a fire at noon-well, after a while, they can be piled up in a corner of the yard to roast sweet potatoes. You know, roasted sweet potatoes, you just have to roast them in the open air to have a feeling...

Hmm, sweet potatoes or something, it's great to be able to find them. Civilization is preparing to dig some more in a day or two, put it in the cellar or process it into vixen noodles... (﹃) Saliva, sweet potatoes can be ground into a slurry and can also be used as jelly... plus fried chili, Pour powdered **** hydrochloride...suckling...

Civilization was thinking about it there, and a voice suddenly thundered in his ears: "...Return to Xiaoming! What do you want, your saliva will flow out!" Civilization was shocked, but it turned out to be Neil. .

Civilization touched his own puff and puff, and he was cautious: "I said Neil, where did you get out? You scared me to death..." Even if you are a sunny and beautiful boy, getting close so close is still very scary. it is good.

Neil raised his eyebrows: "I'm such a big person. Where did you say I got out? Well, don't tell me, I came to see you in the square. Is there anything you haven't done yet? Stop for a moment. Pack up and go, come back and do it again."

"Oh, wait a minute," Wenming put the broom back under the eaves and patted the dust on his body. "Oh, we can go. By the way, what can we do when we go to the square?"

"I almost forgot, you just came to our tribe," Neil patted his forehead and smiled. "That's it, isn't it going to be winter? Everyone should dress warmly then," see Wenming Nodding, Neil continued, "Originally, the orcs had sub-orcs sew or asked Charlotte for help, and the little orcs and the small sub-orcs were made by Daddy's help..."

This civilization knows that even if the orcs spoil the sub-orcs, the sub-orcs will sew animal skins.

Nielton paused: "But, the clothes of those old orcs who have lost or have no lovers will be a little more troublesome... After all, Charlotte can't be too busy alone. So every time she arrives At this time, Uncle Kelly will make all the Orcs who will be able to sew into action. How many people are powerful, right?"

Although these orcs are old, they are definitely not only raised by others. When they are strong, they have more or less contributed to the tribe.

Even when they were old, they did not think that they would be satisfied just by eating, drinking, and sleeping. Just like when civilization discovered the pottery kiln at the beginning, almost all the old orcs volunteered to help. They are absolutely okay on their own, and can contribute to the tribe instead of waiting for the tribe to raise-this is what makes them proud.

All are similar to reciprocity, they contribute to the tribe, and the tribe must also think about them.

When Wenming and Neal arrived, many sub-orcs had gathered in the square in twos and threes. Kelly stood at the forefront. Next to him was Charlotte. There was a pile of clean and tidy animal skins piled up next to him. These were all contributed by the tribe for free. When the time comes, which sub-orc will be assigned to which sub-orc. Take it back to sew.

The Orcs don't think this is a task. In their view, doing this is to affirm one's own ability, and the other is to benefit the tribe. All Neil called civilization together to "contribute" their own strength.

Sometimes, because animal skins are forbidden to last for a long time, most old orcs are unwilling to throw away the ones that have not been worn out and wear new ones, so they only need to sew one or two clothes, which once made the orcs quite dissatisfied. Of it.

Therefore, even the sub-orcs who are spoiled forever, always take the tribe as their priority. After all, the existence of the tribe has everything he has now-this kind of thinking is something that everyone has since childhood.

After dividing the hides, I went to Charlotte to collect the data-after all, it is impossible to make the size based on imagination, right?

On the way back, Civilization hugged a Yoyo animal skin and chatted with Neil (Because Parson is pregnant, he will not be allowed to do this kind of thing): "By the way Neil, every year... Do you do it?" Civilization discovered that there seems to be a lot of things to do this year. Is it because there are so many old orcs this year? Or are there too many people entering old age?

"No, no..." Neil shook his head, frowned, organized the language, and said, "Actually, orcs and sub-orcs are like this. Our childhood...especially the young and middle-aged are particularly long. If Once the old age changes, it will soon decline in physical fitness and everything, so in general, if you become the old type, it will not take three to five years to return to the embrace of the beast god."

Speaking of the benefits here, Neal's face is a little sad, but it is more of a kind of devotion to faith.

"So..." In other words, the old age is particularly short, and the civilization is silent for a while, before saying, "You said that the young and middle-aged period is particularly long... Then, take the liberty to ask, generally speaking, orcs and sub-orcs How long can you live?" If it hadn't been for Neal to mention this issue, Civilization would not have thought about it. After all, he was already with Palos, and if he had taken a step first...

Civilization is not worried that Palos will change his heart, but as his mother said, if two people who love each other, if one person leaves, the one who is left must be very sad and painful.

If, if it seems that the difference is not many years, civilization is not worried, but... he is afraid that, as those cousin cousin's novels say, Palos can live for a hundred years... Little human beings are only a hundred or so years old when they die, when the time comes...

Moreover, human beings age relatively early, after all, old age is so long. Civilization can’t imagine, when Palos is still handsome and tall, and his hair is gray and his face is covered with wrinkles...

"Uh, almost, the orcs are about two hundred years old, and the sub-orcs are about the same, because the probability of getting pregnant with cubs is relatively low... otherwise, we are easily extinct... Ah, here it is, Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming! What's wrong with you, Xiaoming?!" Neil was about to tell Wenming that he was home, but as soon as he lowered his head, he saw Wenming's face turned pale, and some cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Neil, who thought it was so civilized, panicked and almost threw the animal skin he was holding...

"I...I'm okay..." Some did not dare to hear the answer from Neil, and Wenming squeezed a smile, "Neil, you are home, then I will go back first..." After a pause, look at Neil. With a worried look, Wenming freed up a hand and patted Neil on the shoulder, "I'm fine! Don't forget to invite Palos and me to the wedding wine for you and Sigmund, hurry up and prepare. Haha~"

Leaving with the animal skin in his arms, the civilization hurriedly rushed to the house all the way, until he entered the door, he knelt on the ground as if he was relieved--for more than two hundred years, he couldn't imagine that...the time gap... Although he is about to be twenty years old, in modern times, a hundred or so is considered a longevity, and the average age here is more than two hundred years...not to mention, civilization can't imagine when he was seventy or eighty. s face……

Some horrified touched his smooth skin, and civilized fingers trembled faintly...

When Palos came back, only the yard was quiet. If it was before, the smell of meat and vegetables would have been heard in the kitchen... Isn't Xiao Ming yet back? No, I heard on the road that they had gone back long ago.

Palos's hearing is sensitive, and he listens with breath, and sure enough, he heard the sound of thin breathing, put down the prey, Palos walked quickly, the direction was—"Xiao Ming, are you back? I...Xiao Ming?! What's the matter with you? It's Xiao Ming?!" Palos opened the door and was about to talk to Civilization about the interesting things he saw today, only to see the long-time lover holding Zhang Youyou's animal skin group into a ball and shrinking in the corner.

The poor little appearance immediately made Palos' heart hurt, and he hurried over, squatted down, and tried to make his tone as stable as possible: "...Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you, good deed, baby, raise your head, like this Holding it uncomfortably..." Palos said as he tentatively stretched out his hand to put it on the thin and civilized back. Seeing that the other party just stiffened and didn't refuse, Palos exhaled a little in his heart-it seemed that it wasn't he who had caused Xiao Ming.

In Palos's heart, as long as he didn't provoke civilization, then he could definitely solve the matter properly.

Follow the opponent's back gently and regularly, Palos's voice is gentle and patient. Finally, Civilization raised his head. Palos was about to smile at Civilization, only to see the other party's red tears that couldn't fall away immediately--who? Who is this? Dare to bully our baby? !

After Neil returned home, the more he thought about it, the more things went wrong. You know, since civilization came to this tribe, he has never seen the other party so desperate. Neil tried hard to think and think-when did Xiao Ming look like this? Well, it seems to be asking about age...what did you say at the time?

Sigmund now reports to Neil on time every day. This time it’s no better than before. It’s to discuss the timing of the ceremony-Palos is indeed Palos, and he really rushed ahead of him... No, no, I can’t fall behind too much...So Sigmund made up his mind, and today I discussed the time with Neil, Neil’s father and A-daddy (of course, the sooner the better), and then went to the patriarch, The next step is to prepare...

Sigmund couldn't let such a dazzling Neil still be coveted by those single orcs. As a result, what did he see? I actually saw Neil's frowning brows, and he still murmured incessantly...

So, after Palos, another orc worried about his sweetheart...

The author has something to say: Sand has something to ask you.

Because it is estimated that Shaza will leave school on the 20th of July. After that, Shaza can no longer access the Internet every day (because Shaza must travel QAQ with his father and mother), so, regarding this article, Shaza has two choices here——

The first one is to increase the chance of playing for the second gentleman as much as possible, but the energy of doing this is very exhausted, because the sand will also face the final exam. So I choose this option. Please sprinkle more flowers on the sand in the coming days and give the sand more power. In any case, even if the day is changing, it is very helpless to see the deserted situation, right?

The second is that Sha Sha still maintains the daily frequency until Sha Sha leaves school. After that, the sand will be put in the deposit box and will be sent out every other day or few days, but the sand will not be broken (raise the paw) until the sand comes back from school to resume updating and so on.

Because this matter is very important, Shaza hopes to get everyone's opinions, so everyone must choose carefully!

Finally, everyone must not forget that the tiger touches the sand, huh~~

I was wrong. I was reminded by others today that I remembered that I had forgotten an important thing, which is to thank everyone for Lei Lei...I am an incompetent pro-dad~~

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