Doing infrastructure construction with a big cat [farming]

Qi Hui picked him up and put him on his shoulders: "Can you see it now?"

"Meow." The little milk cat looked at the size of the fish and was very satisfied. It squatted down on Qi Hui's shoulders. Unexpectedly, when Qi Hui moved, he almost fell. The little milk cat patted him angrily, "Meow!"

"Did you fall?" Qi Hui was also taken aback, looking at the small stool he was sitting on crookedly just now, Qi Hui fell into deep thought, is he so heavy?

"Meow~" The little milk cat's voice brought him back to his senses, Qi Hui put the stool aside, maybe it's been a long time, after all, this is the product of the first time he learned to splice the stool.

Then he caught three more fish, Qi Hui saw that he had enough for the day, so he stopped, put the little milk cat aside, and took out a stone knife to kill the fish.

Fish is easier to cut than beef, and Qi Hui killed it easily. The fish was washed in water and put in a basket. Qi Hui carried the basket and took the kitten back.

"How do you eat today?" Qi Hui muttered.

"Meow~" the little milk cat called out as if answering.

"Why don't we get boiled fish?" Qi Hui muttered, "There is no chili." Otherwise, it would be more delicious, but unfortunately he couldn't find it after searching for several years, maybe this land is not suitable for planting.

The little milk cat patted him on the shoulder and urged him to leave quickly, Qi Hui took it as his consent, brushed the stone pot and began to add water to boil the fish.

In the process of cooking the fish, Qi Hui washed the few remaining fruits, and took a bite of the last one after washing.

acid……

The unripe fruit is really sour and can only be used to relieve oiliness. It is too sour to eat directly. Qi Hui couldn't bear it after one bite, so he put it aside and went to see the fish.

Really boiled fish, Qi Hui took a look at the wooden pot cover, it was already cooked, turned the fire at the bottom of the pot to one side, took a bowl and started to ladle the soup.

When Qi Hui put the soup on the table in the house and came out to call the little milk cat, he saw that the little milk cat started eating the fruit just put at the door while he was not paying attention, maybe it was sour, Qi Hui saw He was spitting out at the time.

"Are you still eating?" Qi Hui helped him pull out the fruit around his mouth, "Is it too sour? Let me see my teeth." I opened his mouth to see, but the little milk cat didn't cooperate at all, so I tried After failing to see it twice, Qi Hui gave up and let him play by himself.

The little milk cat was silent, lying on top of him sullenly.

Qi Hui touched him twice and put him on the table: "Wait until the food is cold before eating."

The little milk cat might have been hurt by the fruit, and lay motionless on the table. When Qi Hui cleaned up the fire outside and came back and saw that he was still like this, his heart ached again.

"Unhappy? Is it okay to eat fish?" Qi Hui took a small plate, picked out the thorns from the fish in the bowl, and gave it to him, "Come and eat."

The little milk cat took a tentative bite, and then seemed to like the taste very much, cheered up and started to eat.

As long as it can be eaten, Qi Hui heaved a sigh of relief, and picked out the big pieces of fish for him, and then ate the rest by himself.

"Meow~" The little milk cat took a few mouthfuls, saw Qi Hui's bowl, and suddenly pushed the plate over.

"Eat some more." Qi Hui patted his head, "There's still a lot in the pot, let Feng eat it." As he spoke, his eyes turned red. The two grew up together, and Feng knew how to cook well when he was young. Give him what he eats, it's still the same now that he's turned into a cat.

I don't know when the wind will recover. Thinking of the big tiger that is stronger than most of the adult tigers in the tribe, Qi Hui couldn't help rubbing the little milk cat twice: "It will be fine."

The little milk cat let out a low voice, took a peek at Qi Hui, and then lowered its head and continued to eat.

After eating two bowls of fish soup, Qi Hui was full, hugged the little milk cat and began to study wheat seeds.He didn't look at it the night before yesterday. He planted the cabbage yesterday, and today he couldn't help but want to try wheat. After all, wheat is the authentic grain.

"Winter wheat, spring wheat... growth cycle..." Qi Hui looked at the instructions given by the system, as if he could try spring wheat now?

Spring wheat takes about 60 days, Qi Hui started to check the records on the wall.Among the three seasons, the rainy season lasts the shortest, and there is a period of time between the dry season and the rainy season that is suitable for planting. There are still about [-] days until the dry season.

Qi Hui figured it out, if he could get through the dry season safely, would he be able to plant?

Thinking of this, Qi Hui couldn't sit still, so he took out the map he had drawn boringly before.

It's not that he didn't try to change in the first 18 years, but the effect was minimal, but the preparations made in advance did bring convenience now.

Qi Hui pulled out an abbreviated version of the map. The location of their tribe was too close to the middle, and there were only rough marks around which tribe they belonged to, and they didn't know the specific tribe.

There are three rivers passing by the Tiger Tribe, one at the border with the Cat Tribe territory in the north, one at the border with the Fox Tribe in the south, and another river in the west.These are three big rivers, and there are many small rivers like this one not far from the mountain.However, this kind of river dries up the fastest in the dry season, so it can only be used in ordinary times, so there is no need to consider it for farming.

The north and south rivers are too far away. The west one can be considered. Qi Hui looked for a place with a map. The southernmost part of the river is a tree, and there is a swamp to the north, and there is an open space to the north.

Qi Hui tried his best to think back, but finally couldn't figure out what it was there. He stared at the two "available" on the map in a daze. Since he marked it like this, it should be available?

After making up his mind to take a look tomorrow, Qi Hui began to count his own things. He has a unicycle, but now he still has more than 100 energy. If he grows wheat, this will definitely not be useful. It seems that he will start earning energy.

Thinking of the function of the system as similar to buying and selling, Qi Hui began to think about what is valuable. After thinking for a while, there is nothing that can be quickly obtained except the head and hooves of the prey.Maybe we can discuss it with Uncle and E'Mu, Qi Hui thought, if they agree, he can also take back the remaining prey from the rest of the tribe.

It's just that I have to talk about its usefulness in this way, it can't be said to be thrown away, right?Qi Hui racked his brains and couldn't come up with a good idea, when he heard a noise at the door.

Qi Hui got up and went out to look, and found that it was his uncle and the others who had returned.Seeing that the fish soup in the pot was still hot, Qi Hui didn't heat it up, so he helped to pour it out and lit another fire.

"Hui caught a fish?" Hu Shi had a good nose and smelled it as soon as he came over.

"Yes." Qi Hui handed over the soup, "Uncle, try it."

"A bowl again?" Hu Shi didn't understand why Qi Hui liked to eat with a bowl every time, and how fast he ate.

"I cooked it. If my uncle can't get enough to eat, he will grill the meat again."

"Okay." Hushi agreed, took a sip of the soup, ignored the fishbone, crushed it and swallowed it, and said to Qi Hui, "The prey I shot is below, and I will bring it up for you later."

"Thank you, Uncle." Qi Hui saw that his harvest seemed to be pretty good today, and asked tentatively, "Uncle, can I make something with the hooves and heads of the prey?"

"Hooves? Yes, what do you use them for?" Hushi was surprised, only those people who couldn't get enough to eat in the back mountain would want these two things.

"I..." Qi Hui hesitated for a while before continuing, "I found a way to exchange these for a new kind of food."

"Can it be exchanged for food?" Hushi didn't care what Qi Hui just wanted when he heard the word food, "Can it really be exchanged for food?"

"Yes." Not understanding why Hu Shi was so happy, Qi Hui answered honestly.

"That's great." Hushi couldn't help but put down the bowl, stood up and spun around, "It can be exchanged for food, and if you have food, you won't be afraid."

"What's wrong with uncle? What happened?" Qi Hui asked curiously because Hushi's behavior was too abnormal.

"I met Maoqing today." Hushi said to Qi Hui, "He said that the prey in the territory has decreased, and now he can only eat fish, but the fish is not as much as the previous two years. This year, prey and animal skins may be needed to exchange salt. .”

"What?" Qi Hui didn't expect this to happen. Salt is a necessity for the tribe, but so is the prey. The tiger tribe eats a lot of animal skins and can leave some, but the prey is not enough for itself. How can it be evened out.

"It would be great if there is food." Hu Shi thought of Qi Hui's words just now, and confirmed again, "Can we really exchange food?"

"It can be exchanged." Qi Hui nodded, "But I want to plant some, by the river in the west. If I plant it, I can harvest it after the dry season is over."