After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

There was a lot of fog in the morning.

Sitting by the firepit, Bai Wu took out an extinguished wooden stick from the stove, grabbed her hair with her left hand and the stick with her right hand, and pressed the hot black stick on her hair, followed by a burst of burnt protein. The flavor overflowed and the hairs on the ends were burnt.

Bai Wu threw away the hair in his hand, and continued to burn another handful of hair.

A pile of hair gradually spread on the ground.

Bai Wu's hairstyle also changed from over the shoulders to neck length, and a new hairstyle appeared.

He didn't dare to make it too short, for fear of accidentally burning himself.

After the hair was done, he opened the water tank, stood in front of the water tank and took photos, and then pulled his hair again, trying to make it more pleasing to the eye.

Just when he was indulging in self-appreciation, a hand stretched out from behind and slapped him on the shoulder, "What are you doing here?"

Bai Wu shuddered, goosebumps arose.

He turned his head and glared, "People scare people, scare people to death, don't you know?"

"What is it? All right, don't look at me. You told me to call someone. I have already called someone here. They are all waiting for you below. When are you going down?"

Bai Wu made an agreement with the sub-orcs in the tribe that he would go to pick berries today.

He stuffed the wooden stick in his hand back into the firepit, picked up his back basket, "Let's go down now, is everyone here?"

"It can't be more neat, there are five more people, is it okay?"

"How old are you?"

"It's already fifteen, so it won't hold you back. Besides, there are us brothers watching."

"That's okay, let's go together."

Bai Wu went down with the shore, and was unanimously welcomed by the Asian orcs.

The sub-beast people were very excited, chattering around Bai Wu.

Bai Wu rushed out of the crowd in some embarrassment, "I'm not familiar with the harvesting in the tribe, whoever leads the way, today we will focus on picking blackberries."

"Ki! Kishi knows where there are big black berries!"

"Yes, come and lead the way. Mi, you little orcs come to the middle, so you can save some effort when you can fly."

Kishi was elected by everyone, and he was not polite. He walked to the front and quickly changed back to the animal shape, and flew up with a flap of his wings.

A group of big white birds behind spread their wings one after another, taking advantage of the strong wind to take off into the sky.

Bai Wu looked at the scene of "a crane flying above the clouds in the clear sky" in front of him, flapped his powerful wings with a "wow", and flew up vigorously.

The suborcs are very familiar with the tribe's territory.

After flying for a while, they arrived at the hillside where they picked berries.

Everyone fell to the ground, changed back to human form, and went to pick berries in twos and threes.

Ugo trees are shrubs.

Where there are shrubs, there is more grass. Bai Wu walked in the grass wearing a robe, which helped him to block the grass blades and branches.

He walked around and was basically unscratched.

The other sub-orcs wore robes, the exposed skin area was greatly reduced, and there were almost no wounds on their bodies.

Everyone walked in the bushes, looked at each other a few times, and a strange feeling gushed out of their chests.

A suborc man touched his robe cherishingly, "This robe is really convenient."

People around nodded in agreement.

The weather was fine and the mood was happy. Some Asian orcs sang, and the loud and clear singing was heard far away.

Soon, most of the suborcs began to sing in harmony.Their singing voices may be crisp or high-pitched, resounding to suppress the clouds, and the sound shakes the wilderness.

Bai Wu listened while picking blackberries, his feet beating the time consciously or unconsciously.

He didn't hum, but his eyes were always bent, and there was a smile inside.

Singing and singing, the singing of orcs came from far away.

The singing voices of the orcs were rougher, accompanying the sub-beasts.

Suddenly someone stopped and called Bai Wu from a distance, "Wu—"

Bai Wu raised her head, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say you want to find some spices to remove the fishy smell? Come here and show you Jiji grass!"

"Hey, I also have Jiji grass here."

Bai Wu has been looking for local spices, and the sub-beast people have heard of them.

"Come here!" Bai Wu's eyes lit up, and with both hands, he quickly scooped up the ripe fruit on the blackberry tree at hand, and ran over with the basket on his back, "Where is it?"

"This, a lot!"

The Asian orcs had pushed aside the grass and signaled Bai Wu to look over.

The whole body of Jiji is green, the leaves are opposite, the stems are covered with white hairs, and if you pick up a root of Baiwu, you can smell a spicy fragrance from the fracture.

Bai Wu took a deep breath of the aroma, this aroma is nothing else, it must be delicious when used to marinate fish and boil lamb!

"Wu, is this Jiji grass useful?"

"It's very useful. I'll dig some back and plant them next to the nest."

"There are so many mountains in this area. Whenever you want them, just come and pick them. Why do you need to dig?"

"If you plant it near the nest, you can eat it on rainy days and when you don't want to go out. Anyway, it's not too much trouble, just go back and dig a hole to plant."

"Is that so? Then I'll dig a little too."

"I'm coming too!"

The Asian orcs followed suit, dug up a pile of Jiji grass with roots and mud, wrapped it in leaves, and put it in a corner of the back basket.

There are Wuguo all over the mountains and plains, and every sub-orc man returns with a full reward.

When everyone went back, they made a detour to the salt lake to get water and salt from the salt lake.

It was the first time for Bai Wu to visit the salt lake, and he saw a stretch of desolate and shallow lake on the Gobi Desert. At a glance, he could see some grayish-white salt on the bottom of the lake.

There are some weeds by the lake, which are sparse.

On the other side of the lake, a group of sheep-like animals were licking the salt water. Seeing the sub-orcs across the lake, those sheep didn't seem to care.

Bai Wu looked at the sheep, looking at it again and again.

Kishi elbowed him, "What are you thinking?"

Bai Wu lowered his voice, "Brother, look at that sheep—we..."

Kishi looked up, "The group of curly horns? The priest said that there are too few curly horns in the territory of our bird orcs, and we can't catch them in the past few years. Let's wait until there are more of them."

Bai Wu was startled, then looked at the sheep in the distance.

The priest still cares about this?Moreover, this concept is too advanced, right?

Bai Wu grabbed her clothes, feeling a little shocked.

Everyone returned to the tribe in the afternoon, before the sun went down.

As soon as the sub-orcs changed back to their human form, they couldn't wait to ask, "Wu, what are we going to do now?"

"Let's find a bucket first, and peel off the berries for use."

"Where's the pulp?"

"Everyone put the pulp in another bucket and cook it into jam later."

After hearing Bai Wu's words, the sub-beast people scattered in all directions.

Everyone went back to their nests, took buckets and basins, washed their hands, and sat together in the open space below to peel the blackberries.

There is a lot of rain this year, and the berries are big, black, plump and juicy, and it is very convenient to peel.

The sub-beasts chatted and moved their hands, and the berries piled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the orcs who came back from hunting also came to help.

The smoke in the tribe gradually rose.

Baiwu asked everyone to take the peeled blackberry skin to the stone pound to pound it into dregs, and then pour the dregs and juice into the bucket.

He lit a fire, waited until the blackberry skin was pounded, and started to cook the dregs and juice of the blackberry skin in a new earthenware pot.

When the juice boiled, he added salt lake water and salt.

Minerals can fix the color, and the salt lake water will have some effect.

When the purple-black liquid in the pot boiled again, Bai Wu raised her head and greeted the onlookers, "Everyone can bring your cloths and robes, and they can be dyed right away."

The sub-orcs scattered and went back to each house to bring the woven fabrics to Bai Wu, and looked around eagerly.

"Wu, here you are! Shall I just throw it in and dye it?"

"No hurry, I'll take a piece of cloth and dye it first, and show everyone the effect."

Bai Wu threw a rag into the pot and stirred it with a wooden stick, "Everyone will see if you like this color later, if you don't like it, we can dye it after we find another dye."

After cooking for a while, Bai Wu lifted up the purple-red cloth in the pot with a wooden stick, and signaled in all directions, "It's probably this color."

"This color is beautiful, I want to dye this color!"

"I also want!"

Kishi quickly helped to maintain order, "Don't squeeze, be careful of burning, take your time, you can get infected."

Bai Wu took a piece of cloth, slowly put it into the clay pot, pressed it with a wooden stick, and slowly soaked it.

After more than ten minutes, he picked up the first batch of cloth.

The original off-white fabric was dyed a uniform purple-red, which is very eye-catching in the twilight.

"It's really dyed!"

"The cloth is beautiful, more beautiful than the feathers of many orcs."

"Wu, can I touch it?"

When the sub-orc man asked, seven or eight hands had already been stretched out in the crowd, wanting to touch it.

Surprise flashed in almost everyone's eyes.

"You can touch it, but be careful it's hot."

"Wow!" The sub-orcs immediately divided up the newly dyed cloth and held it up to their eyes for a look.

Bai Wu said: "Be careful not to get it dirty, hang it on a tree to dry after finishing watching."

After Bai Wu gave instructions, she began to dye the second batch of cloth.

The pot was steaming hot, and the sides were surrounded by sub-orcs and orcs.

Bai Wu stood in the crowd, sweating all over, hot and tired, but he kept smiling.

Whenever he dyed a batch of cloth, picked it up, and let everyone take it to dry, there would be cheers from around.

Gradually, some daring sub-orcs asked to try it, and Bai Wu gave them the task of dyeing, and guided him from the side.

It was getting dark.

Everyone lit a bonfire.

Looking at the dancing bonfire in front of him, Bai Wu remembered one thing, "We can also dye some patterns."

We don't know why.

Bai Wu patted his head and said, "Where's the bone needle? Bring the bone needle and thread, and I'll demonstrate it to everyone."

A sub-orc man rushed back to the nest, and after a while, he rushed back panting with bone needles and threads.

Bai Wu took the needle and thread, picked up a larger piece of cloth, pinched the middle of the cloth, folded it a few times, then tied up the folded part tightly with the needle and thread, tied it into a cloth knot, threw the cloth lump Put in a pot and cook.

The onlookers probed their heads.

Pimples take a little longer to cook than cloth.

After cooking, Baiwu scooped up the lumps and said, "It's done."

"Is that all right?" Kishi stood beside him and stood on tiptoe to look at his raised pimples, "It doesn't seem to be any different."

"Take it apart and you'll know."

Some orcs volunteered, "I'll do it!"

The orc took the lump of cloth, took off the tightly sewn thread with difficulty, and spread the cloth evenly.

The moment the fabric was unrolled, a "wow -" sounded from the crowd.

In the middle of the fabric there was an exceptionally beautiful white flower!

Bai Wu also looked at the cloth, and said with a smile, "That's the pattern."

"Ah——Wu, you are so powerful!" Kishi was the first to jump on Bai Wu, and hugged him.

The sub-orcs around came to their senses and rushed over to hug their brothers, "This cloth is so beautiful!!!"

Bai Wu was quickly hugged by the sub-orcs, and the screams and laughter of joy came from far away.