General Gong is the mother

The proposal of the loom made Qianjiu very excited.

The original proposal of the suspension bridge made Qianjiu feel a little difficult, but the matter of the suspension bridge is not in a hurry, and he can completely think about it slowly during the long winter.After all, the suspension bridge is related to the daily life of the entire camp. If the quality is not up to standard, the suspension bridge will not be fixed by then, but it would be ridiculous to lock everyone in the camp.

The loom is different.

Generally speaking, sub-orcs have the characteristics of pursuing beauty in their bodies, which are much stronger than those of orcs.When living in Xiaohe Village, Qianjiu was full of enthusiasm for cloud wool blankets.In Xiaohe Village, there are not many cloud blankets.But in Qianjiu's eyes, the blanket woven with white animal hair is also attractive enough.

Now, after Qianjiu heard the cotton cloth described by Mr. Gong, he immediately invested in the development of the loom.As a sub-orc man who must be covered with fur in the summer, Qian Jiu said cotton or something, it sounds much cooler than fur.

Qian Jiu is the kind of powerful think tank that one person is worth a team.While not letting go of the camp work at all, it took Qianjiu a week to come up with a prototype of the loom.

The prototype is thin and not very usable yet.

Mr. Gong looked at Qianjiu's drawings and felt that the drawings were much better: "Is it a material problem?"

Qianjiu nodded: "There is less wood here. It should be better to use purple bamboo in these places. I circled it with a pen. After you go back, ask the technical department to try it with this blueprint. It should work."

Mr. Gong couldn't understand technical things.Let him see, at most it is a neat score.Concerning all cotton products in the future, Mr. Gong put away the drawings very carefully and ordered a backup copy.

"I found Kuroki, and I will bring it with the village chief when they come, but the amount is not large."

This was within Qianjiu's expectation, and he nodded calmly.

Mr. Gong's next words were beyond Qianjiu's expectation: "I tried Heimu, and it was really good, so I placed an order with Heimu Village, and I will put it back when winter comes." Pretending not to see Qianjiu's expression , Mr. Gong took out the map, "I looked at it, probably these two roads are feasible. You have been here for a while, have you ever run in that direction?"

"Maybe Kuo knows, let's talk about it when he comes back. The question is how will winter pass?" Qian Jiu really hasn't been out much.After arriving on the grassland, the farthest distance he can go is to the distant lake.The canal in front of Gong's mansion gave him a lot of inspiration, and he also dug a small river into the camp.Now the water in the camp is much more convenient.

Mr. Gong didn't know about the textile machine, but he had played dog sledding before, so he drew a rough outline with three strokes and two strokes: "A sled, running on the snow in winter, can hold a lot of things."

Mr. Gong's drawing is just a shape, and it is unrealistic to expect to see the structure.But with such a framework, it is basically not difficult for Qian Jiu to make a sled.

"Don't worry about the sled. The camp doesn't have any materials. The technical department is working on it, and it will be sent to you when the time comes."

Qian Jiu looked at it: "Okay."

The two were discussing, when suddenly a long wolf howled outside the camp.Then the howling of wolves followed in the camp.

The United Hunting Squad is here.

There is no need to lead the way to the location of the cafeteria. A row of giant wolves carried some sub-orcs to the cafeteria without any detours.

The big fat wolf in the lead said to the canteen uncle in the prairie camp, "Hmm~"

The canteen uncle's heart skipped a beat, and he shook his hand holding the spoon, adding an extra layer to the big fat wolf's basin.

The second orc who came over was very dissatisfied: "Why are mine so much less?!"

The uncle in the cafeteria stretched out his hand and gestured: "He is bigger than you, of course he has to eat more! Go, go, next one!"

The orc was very angry.

The big fat wolf turned his head to look at the little brother behind him and laughed.

Several cubs rushed into the cafeteria one after another.Now is just the time for the little ones to get a daily snack.The big steamer was opened, and the thick water vapor came out with the fragrance of noodles. It took a while to see the light yellow round buns inside.

Since it was for the cubs to eat, the buns were not big, one was less than half the size of a sub-orc man's fist.The cubs lined up one by one, each holding or holding a stone plate, waiting for the canteen uncle to put the buns on the plate.

The cafeteria uncle reminded every cub: "Wait a while to eat, be careful of burning!"

But there are always impatient little brats who just bite down when they get it.

"Oh~~~oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The cubs are happy to watch the tragedy in the world.

The big fat wolf sniffled, staring straight at the crimson and almost black stuffing slowly flowing out of the bun skin.After eating up the food in two mouthfuls, the big fat wolf took the plate and ran to the back of the cubs' line, winking at the uncle in the cafeteria: "Hmm~"

The canteen uncle shook his hand and put a fat bun on the plate.

Big Fat Wolf's eyes lit up.Aww, he has a bun!

The fellow orcs turned their heads one after another, completely unwilling to admit that this guy was their new patriarch.It's not stuffed with meat, what's so good about it!Speaking of which, the fragrant ball cake stuffed with meat at the patriarch's inauguration ceremony was really delicious!

"I've only had ground beef."

"With beef? I only get venison!"

"How did I eat mutton?"

"Isn't the sub-orc man who made the fragrant ball cake the patriarch's younger brother? Can you let him do it again?"

"The patriarch's brother-brother?"

"Isn't it that fierce little sub-beast?"

"That's right, I remember it's from Xiaohe Village, the one named Xiao Gong."

"That's right, it's him. He has formed a foster contract with Ah Wu, and he can be regarded as the younger brother of the patriarch."

"What's wrong? Is he fierce?"

"Yeah, it's just a little sub-beast."

Just as the group of people were talking, the "very fierce little Asian beast" entered the cafeteria. There was no need to line up at all. The uncle in the cafeteria directly filled a large plate built high and high, and said with a smile: "Xiao Gong, what did you teach?" That red bean bun is so delicious, even the orcs like it."

Mr. Gong turned his head and saw "the orc who likes to eat red bean buns very much", and frowned: "Why are you leading the team?" Isn't the patriarch very busy?

Li looked angrily at the large plate in Mr. Gong's hand, and ordered directly in the tone of a big brother: "Give me one."

Mr. Gong scoffed at him.

When Li Gang walked in, he didn't know what was going on, so he also snorted.

Li was furious, raised his nose, revealing interlaced canine teeth.

The three cubs rushed through the door and stood in front of Li.Wonton didn't brake in a hurry, and slid all the way under Li's belly, looked up at the fluffy tail on his head, and jumped vigorously: "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"Big tail with more fur than Father's tail!

The cubs in the cafeteria immediately pricked up their ears: Big Tail!

The wise (?) new patriarch of the martial arts, died before leaving the school, and was defeated miserably in the cafeteria by a group of youngsters who still had a mouthful of bean paste stuffing.

After a short rest, the Grassland Joint Hunting Force began its day and night operations.

Due to the large number of people this time, and the presence of veteran hunters who had participated in hunting last year and understood the characteristics of grassland hunting, this time the action appeared to be very planned.A large number of wolves dare to directly attack large-scale prey groups; instead of watching the fat prey slip away from their mouths like last year.

In the grassland camp, under the arrangement of Mr. Gong and Qian Jiu, all the prey were consumed by the streamlined operation.The prey came in through the door, and in the end they all separated to their respective places.Many parts that cannot be preserved for a long time were processed by the cafeteria one by one, and the orcs who could only eat raw meat last year were not only full, but also shiny.

Then in the second half of autumn, the sub-orcs began to leave the camp, holding newly made stone sickles, and harvesting mature tassels, soybeans, red beans, etc.

At this time, Qian Jiu also put down the charcoal pencil of the design drawing, took the stone sickle and joined the harvesting team.The crops on the grasslands are all wild, and if you cut them down with a knife, there will be more grass than crops.

Concerned about the inefficient work, Mr. Gong straightened up and waved his hands to both sides of the river: "Next year, we can see if we can focus on farming there."

Qianjiu thought of Xiaohe Village's model: "Yeah. Save more seeds this year. By the way, I made something new and I haven't shown it to you yet. But you have to teach me how to make kimchi."

Mr. Gong was very interested in the new gadget Qianjiu was talking about, but he was not interested in teaching Qianjiu how to make kimchi at all. He patted Qianjiu on the shoulder with a serious face: "You have to recognize the facts. The beast god gave you When you have a strong mind, it deprives you of the skill of cooking. The beast god is fair."

Qian Jiu maintained a smiling expression and stood on the grassland for a long time.The stone sickle in his hand broke with a snap: "My stone sickle is broken, go back and change it."

Mr. Gong bent down to pick up the stone sickle that was discarded by Qianjiu, and tried to bend it, but it took a lot of effort to break it.So, after Qianjiu came back, Mr. Gong offered to propose: "I'll teach you how to make wine."

brewing?People with overdeveloped brains like Qian Jiu are always yearning for the unknown.As soon as the new term comes out, pickles are immediately thrown into the back of the mind.

Mr. Gong began to talk about the culture of the wine country, and made a group of sub-orcs who were busy harvesting around him dizzy.

Qianjiu thinks that something very powerful like wine making is more suitable for him.

Half a month before the start of winter, villagers from other villages have already left one after another.Li took the people in the tribal center, loaded a large amount of prey and food crops, and left the grassland camp.

This time it was not only the orcs who participated in the joint hunting operation.The sub-orcs brought with the team also learned a lot, including the practice of various food crops.Although winter is much better now, the food problem has not been greatly improved.To be able to eat one more thing is really an extra life.

After the weather obviously cooled down, Xiaohe Village and his party also left the grassland camp under the leadership of the village chief.The goods on the flatbed truck no longer have meat, but are all sacks of roughly processed food crops.

Qianjiu made the threshing machine. Although it is still fully manual, it is much more efficient than before.

In the team, three little brats were watching over a bunch of little brats, full of thoughts that they would look like fat rabbits lying flat in the oven.

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Dumplings & Rice Balls: Baked rabbit stuffed with an egg.

Ravioli: Baked Rabbit...with Eggs!

Brat A: Rabbit...has eggs!

Little boy B: The rabbit... lays eggs?

Little ones: Where are the rabbit eggs?