General Gong is the mother

Mr. Gong has many things to do.In addition to having an extra dumpling to raise, he also has to prepare a lot of pre-moving work.

Can rough houses live in people?

Certainly not.Even if you don't decorate, you have to buy furniture.Mr. Gong took a twig to make a memorandum on the ground, and there were quite a few bits and pieces.

Bai Tuanzi leaned against Mr. Gong's ankle, with a straight posture, watching his father draw on the ground with a serious expression.

Bai Tuanzi flicked his tail: It seems...it's fun.

Mr. Gong became depressed halfway through writing.The most realistic problem before him is that he has no money.

Trading exists in the village, albeit in the most primitive form of barter.The hard currency is food, just meat; in addition, fur, animal teeth, horns, and special bones can also be used in exchange.The items to be exchanged may be clothing and some utensils, or medicines and so on.

For example, Mr. Gong often saw orcs, carrying meat and other items, come to exchange some medicine powders to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation with Ah Wu.This is also one of Ah Wu's important sources of income.

Mr. Gong looked at Ah Wu's various properties randomly piled up in the corner, and then looked at himself who was impoverished, and he sighed.

However, being poor also has its advantages, at least he doesn't have so many things to put away.As for making money... Mr. Gong went for a walk around the riverside and mountains, and then started selling snacks at noon.

In this orc village where boiled or roasted, besides roasting, Mr. Gong's crudely made fragrant ball cakes caused an unprecedented sensation, and there were no people in the alley!

The original taste of the incense ball is very attractive.Orcs don't have the habit of eating Chinese food, but that doesn't mean they won't be hungry at noon.Especially the juvenile orcs and sub-orcs, they are in the development stage, and their food intake is much larger than their adult parents, and they can't wait to eat five meals a day.

Mr. Gong built the stove on the side of the square in the center of the village very unkindly.This place is relatively densely populated, and it is usually a free market. Those who have exchange needs at home usually set up a stall here.

When the palm-sized fragrant ball cake came out of the pan, the surrounding people subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Especially the orcs with a sharper sense of smell, although the old and underage orcs who stayed in the village at noon were mainly old and underage orcs, their speed was still very fast.

Orcs have a good habit, that is, consciously abide by order.

Mr. Gong looked at the length of the team and had to limit the purchase, and each person could only buy one.Snacks, that is, things to satisfy your cravings, you must not expect to be full.

In one noon, Mr. Gong used one incense ball to make an incense ball cake, and earned five small animal furs, a small pile of teeth and three horns.The fur of small animals is worthless, and adult sub-orcs can hunt it alone.But this does not mean that the fur quality of small animals is not good.

In contrast, small animal fur is soft and comfortable, making it ideal for clothing and bedding.The value of small animal fur is low because the protection value of small animal fur is low, so it is not suitable for making clothes worn by orcs when hunting.

Well, in fact, Mr. Gong has a weird entanglement point - the orcs have their own skins, why should they pick up other people's skins and put them on their bodies?Anyway, after they transform, the clothes they wore when they were in human form will not show up.

While struggling, Mr. Gong moved his things home, looking at the incense balls piled up in the kitchen, with a sinister smile on his face.As long as you look carefully, incense balls are everywhere, and it is really a good business with huge profits.

Lan licked a bowl of minced meat with fragrant balls, and Mr. Gong touched his belly to make sure that he was full, before carrying him back to Ah Wu.

Mr. Gong first gave Ah Wu ten fragrant ball cakes, and Ah Wu immediately put down the work at hand and sat down to eat.

Mr. Gong took out the hide and teeth and began to ponder.In the capital market, the prices of raw materials are the cheapest, and the products that have undergone deep processing can be sold at a good price.The key is creativity.

Mr. Gong had to make something that the whole orc village didn't have.

Ah Wu's family is very wealthy in the village, and he basically has everything he wants.Although in Mr. Gong's eyes, it's all right.Taking Ah Wu's living standard as a reference, Mr. Gong began to use his brains.

Ah Wu finished eating the fragrant ball cakes and continued to work.Mr. Gong packed up the tableware, took the fishing gear by the way, and took it to the river to wash the dishes.

Lan followed silently.

Mr. Gong laid down the bait, stuck the fishing rod ashore, picked up a slender branch, and wrote and drew on the soft river beach.

With a serious face, Lan watched the river beach filled with plans, structural drawings, etc. written down by Mr. Gong. Looking up, Mr. Gong was walking the fish, and his small tail was tapping the ground regularly.

Mr. Gong managed to walk the big fish until he was exhausted, and carried it ashore. After tossing, he turned his head and saw that the written plan was full of paw prints.

The little white wolf cub raised his head, flicked his tail, with a serious face, and his four paws were black.

Mr. Gong was furious, and he picked up the fur from the back of the cub's neck and threw it into the river.

The little wolf cub was born to swim, and when Mr. Gong threw it, he weighed his strength. He didn't throw it very far, and within half a minute, Lan swam back.

It's good to take a shower after a meal and exercise.

Lan raised her head, blinked and looked at Mr. Gong: "Wow!" It's fun, let's throw it again!

Mr. Gong understood, and lifted the white dumpling again and threw it out.The punishment was regarded as a game, and Mr. Gong immediately felt very bad.

After throwing it three times in total, Mr. Gong stopped throwing it.It's not that Lan has no physical strength, but Mr. Gong found out belatedly that the fish in the river are all so big. If any one doesn't open his eyes, he can bite the white dumpling and grind his teeth. There will be no scum left.

Mr. Gong dug a new hole by the water hole where the fish were placed, carefully paved the bottom with pebbles, dug a diversion ditch, and when the water was almost full, he blocked one end of the diversion ditch to form a blue bathtub.The soil by the river beach is soft, so it didn't take much time and energy to do this.

When the dumplings were just thrown into the tub, they felt dissatisfied.However, Mr. Gong quickly found many friends for him - river shrimp.

Mr. Gong cleaned up the shrimp pots, and threw a few shrimps that were not up to the edible standard into Lan's bathtub to play with.

The puddle produced by Mr. Gong is quite a puddle.It must be uneven, with different heights, and with the addition of various pebbles, the "terrain" in the bathtub is as complicated as an extreme sports track.

A few shrimps are extremely flexible in the water, and their ability to avoid with the help of pebbles is even better.The little dumpling immediately became serious, moving and jumping in various ways in the bathtub. After a while, Mr. Gong had to refill the bathtub for a while to ensure that there was enough water in it.

After Mr. Gong finished catching today's fish, Tuanzi was exhausted.Looking at the active shrimps at the bottom, Tuanzi said solemnly: "Wow!" Let's fight again tomorrow!

The author has something to say: Mr. Gong’s daily life ([-])

When Gong Damao was a child, he had to take care of a group of little ghosts. Even if he had a housekeeper, nanny, and tutor, he was too busy.

Gong Damao is under my sister-in-law, an elite drawn out by a small ruler.When it's his turn to take power, we must continue the small ruler education.

As a result, every day in the Gong family mansion, little ghosts were pumped to the point of crying and howling.

The neighbors who have children next door dare not come to play with them, they are so cruel that they have no friends.