[Prehistoric] Travel to the beast world to be a priest

Yan Liang gave him a comforting smile, then walked to the well.

This time, Shi Yun followed without hesitation.

The lion mound covered in mud jumped up, and he wiped the muddy water on his face, seeming a little startled: "Priest, did you ask us to dig so deep just for the water below?"

Yan Liang watched the water level in the well rise slowly, feeling very happy, and nodded: "This is called groundwater, rich in minerals, and clean, even in the hottest time, the water coming out of it is cold. "

It was the first time for everyone present to hear the concept of a water well, and it was still the old rule that when it came to the blind spots of knowledge, it was placed on the beast god.

Several people looked at each other, breathing heavily.

This is the divine water bestowed by the Beast God!

Even the wet lion weight and badger sky no longer felt uncomfortable, and were faintly proud.

An orc next to Badger Tian even quietly asked him, "How does the divine water taste?"

Badger showed a troubled face. If he asked him to say that the water was bad, even if he dared to say it, others would not dare to agree, but the muddy water tasted really bad...

Seeing that several other orcs were eager to try and want to go down for a dip, Yan Liang quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Now the well water is full of mud, and it is not drinkable. I have ordered a batch of stone flakes with Uncle Xiong. It’s time for you to help me out.”

Several people agreed again and again.

The well water came out slowly for the first time. During this period, Yan Liang and Shi Yun made a large pot of spicy jerky.

Several orcs ate and packed, and their respect and admiration for Yanliang directly reached the peak.

After tidying up the kitchen, it was already dark. Yan Liang came to the well again. At this time, the water surface had stabilized at about one meter below the ground. As the soil slowly settled, the water began to become clear.

When Uncle Xiong brings stone flakes tomorrow and sticks them on the wall of the well, there is no need to worry about the water becoming cloudy anymore.

At night, the two of them were lying on their beds. There was no lighting grass in the cave, and it was dark.

"I'm going to chop some bamboo tomorrow. I'll go to Uncle Monkey to see if I can make a bucket." Yan Liang said.

Now there is no water pump, so he can only use a bucket to hoist the well water up, but the bamboo tube is too small, and the stone jar is too heavy, neither is suitable.

"Yeah, I'll chop it up." Shi Yun replied.

"There are also vines. It's better to be thicker and tasteless." Yan Liang said again.

Shi Yun just agreed: "Okay, I'll go find it."

"Uncle Xiong, work fast. The slate will be ready early tomorrow morning. Call Shanghe Shiyue to move it together. I can buy them by cooking a delicious meal for them."

"it is good."

"and also……"

"it is good……"

After chatting for a while, both of them didn't feel sleepy, but rather refreshed.

Yan Liang turned over and faced Shi Yun's bed: "Why did you hang a curtain? You are not afraid of what I will do to you, are you?"

This time Shiyun didn't answer quickly, and after waiting for a while, he said: "It's not because of you. When I first moved here, those friends who used to play with me would come to me from time to time. My responsiveness... Not as good as them, so I hung a curtain."

Yan Liang's heart froze, he didn't expect such an inside story.

If he had known earlier, he would never have mentioned it.

"Then you don't have to hang up now, I'm sleeping outside of you, even if someone comes to look for you, it's me who will see you first." Yan Liang said.

In the dark, very quiet, only the breathing of two people can be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, a non-earthly piercing sound broke the silence.

It was the sound of Shi Yun pulling the curtain of the bed.

It was really dark in the cave, Yan Liang tried his best to see, but he couldn't see anything, but he was very happy.

He and Shi Yun seem to be one step closer.

In the next month, the weather gradually became colder, and there were fewer and fewer animals in the woods.

The hunting team has shrunk in half again.

It is not easy to sit back and relax after planting food. After that, there are a lot of trivial matters such as fertilizing, watering, and weeding.

Yanliang obtained a lot of vegetables and fruits through signing in one after another. The vegetables will be harvested soon, but it will take several years for the fruit trees to grow. Yanliang had to sign an unequal treaty with the system, adding a large debt to save those fruit trees.

That evening, Yan Liang, who had just returned from the field, was sitting by his well, holding a bright red apple in his hand, and gnawed one bite after another.

In the past, he saw in film and television works that ancient people used wells to make refrigerators. He still didn’t quite believe it. Now that he has tried it himself, he found that the well water is always cool. It's ice cold.

Speaking of which, Uncle Hou's hands are really skillful, and he is also very talented in handicrafts.

The panniers, baskets, and bamboo tubes he wanted were researched by Uncle Monkey one after another.

Yanliang couldn't help but want him to find some apprentices, but Uncle Monkey didn't agree.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that it's hard for him to support himself, if Yanliang didn't give him the chance, he still can only do nothing every day.

Unless an orc with a birth defect, who would give up joining the hunting party?

But Uncle Monkey didn't say that, because Yan Liang and Shi Yun were both.

Yan Liang understood his considerations, so he didn't say much. When the small-scale farming economy gradually developed, hunting would become less important. At that time, technology would be the mainstream.

In any case, Uncle Hou has been really motivated recently. The tribe is full of people looking for him to exchange things. After a few months of ordering, Uncle Hou is so busy that his eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, but he is full of energy. Better every day.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, the weather is cool, the work in the field is gradually getting on the right track, and the life of the tribe has returned to an orderly state again.

Yanliang started thinking about the creek.

There are a lot of fish in the creek, but they are generally thorny and fishy, ​​so Yanliang thought of building a fish pond to breed the delicious ones.

Before that, he was busy farming, so Yan Liang didn't mention it. Now that he's free, he will naturally put this on the agenda.

Moreover, the weather is not hot now, and it has just rained a few times, which is an excellent time for fishing.

As usual, Yan Liang and Shi Yun went to the patriarch's cave to discuss this matter with them.

In fact, the priests had already handed over the decision-making power to Yanliang in the tribal affairs, saying that it was a discussion, that is, a speech by Yanliang alone, and they only needed to nod in agreement.

But even so, Yan Liang still respected them, came every time, and spoke very carefully and straightforwardly.

This also made them feel better about Yanliang.

Hearing that Yanliang wanted to build a fishpond, the patriarch immediately agreed.

The clan leader is naturally responsible for finding someone to dig the fish pond. In the past month, he has barely been considered the person with the most farming experience in the tribe.

And the most important thing is to weave fishing nets.

The existing hemp thread in the tribe is too brittle and easy to break, and it still needs to be improved, so Yan Liang has to go to Uncle Hou to think about it again.