Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Water shoes—"

OK, new stuff again.

Shen Rong was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and said, "I'm going to collect the fish basket, and bring the new fish basket over there to unload. Is there anything you want me to do?"

It is getting more and more westward, and it is not far from dusk.

Heralding the end of the day, he calculated the supplies at home and wanted to go hunting, but knew that Chang Xia would not agree, so he wanted to catch more fish and shrimp.

"You dig a puddle by the lake." Chang Xia didn't look up, and gestured at his feet with a thin cane, without looking up, he explained something casually.

listen.

Shen Rong's mind moved slightly.

"Are you going to raise the fish and shrimp you caught?"

Chang Xia looked up at Shen Rong, surprised and said: "You are very smart. That's right, I plan to raise the fish and shrimps that I can't finish eating first, and when the number is enough, I invite the tribe to come. The tribe is close to the Baihe River, and there is no shortage of fish Shrimp. The people in the warm season can eat enough. Once it enters the cold season, the food will drop sharply and the beasts will become fierce. At that time, the people need to save food and clothing. Now that I have found new food, the tribe will surely survive the cold season this year .”

She was raised by the tribe before, and now she has the opportunity to repay.

Chang Xia is not stingy, and naturally hopes to repay the kindness of the clansmen for their upbringing.

"It should." Shen Rong praised Chang Xia's decision, and asked: "Then do you want to dig a few more puddles?"

"No need." Chang Xia shook his head and explained: "I am only in charge of teaching the tribe to make fish balls. If the tribe wants to eat it, they can go down to the river to catch fish by themselves. Besides, we still need to build a kiln. fix it."

Building a kiln is a big deal.

It is more cumbersome than building animal dens. At the same time, they have to go out to collect, and the time is tight, which is not enough.

"Okay, I'll go get the basket." Shen Rong took the fish basket weaved in the afternoon and walked towards the lake. In his hand, he was carrying a backpack. Chang Xia didn't throw away the broken fish basket in the morning, it was still placed by the lake.

At this moment, maybe there will be a harvest.

Chang Xia watched Shen Rong leave, looked at the sky, and sped up the movement of weaving rattan shoes.

In the evening, she was going to eat the piece of meat given by the patriarch.

Recently, the temperature has gradually increased.

Meat is not resistant to storage, if not eaten, it is easy to spoil.

While thinking about dinner, Chang Xia didn't stop what he was doing. Almost twists and turns, a pair of solid rattan shoes was really made by her. With gestures, Chang Xia took off the animal fur straw sandals on his feet and put on rattan sandals.

Dressed, tried two steps.

Take it off again and rework it twice. Finally, a pair of moderately soft and hard rattan shoes was worn on Chang Xia's feet. Looking at the thin canes piled up beside him, Chang Xia didn't rush to light a fire to prepare dinner, and turned around to weave another pair.

When she abducted Shen Rong back to the tribe, she promised to include food and shelter.

This is not a deception though.

However, the conditions are somewhat poor.

She still wants to ask Shen Rong to help build the kiln in the future, so naturally she should treat him better.

A pair of rattan shoes can be regarded as the beginning of friendship.

After finishing his work, Chang Xia cleaned up the messy doorway, ended his busy day, and prepared to reward himself and Shen Rong.

It was getting dark.

Shen Rong was carrying a basket, which contained two herrings and more river prawns than in the morning. Followed by a female, the two did not talk, and walked quietly to the door of the house.

"Chang Xia—" Nan Feng yelled softly, and walked into the animal den.

hear the sound.

Chang Xia looked up at the door.

"Nanfeng, when did you come back?"

Nanfeng is the child of the patriarch Gen, older than Changxia. Chang Xia was brought up by Nan Feng, and the two had a very good relationship.

Unlike the frail Chang Xia, the south wind is very strong, and it can fight against the males of the tribe without losing the wind.

This time the Normandy fair, Nanfeng went out to hunt and did not participate.

When he returned to the tribe, he heard that Changxia had found a sick male as a partner, and Nanfeng was about to go crazy. Immediately, leaving the prey and running from the tribe,

Then ran to Changxia's animal den.

"You didn't even tell me about your marriage?" Nan Feng raised his hand and slapped Chang Xia's head a few times. She didn't expect Chang Xia to go to the Normandy market, because Chang Xia always said that she didn't want to get married and didn't want to find a male.

Unexpectedly, she had only left the tribe for a few days, and Chang Xia got married directly.

"Hey!" Chang Xia covered her head and smirked.

She couldn't say that the reason for getting married was because she was too annoying to be talked about by her clansmen, and the food was too bad.

Chang Xia knew that if she dared to say that, Nan Feng would definitely beat her up.

When she was young, Nanfeng loved and took care of her the most. Of course, what should be beaten should be beaten, Nanfeng has never been soft.

"Don't knock, it will hurt her."

Shen Rong stretched out his hand to block Nan Feng's hand that wanted to beat Chang Xia's head.

Nan Feng was slightly startled, without revealing any expression on his face. There is a little more recognition for Shen Rong in her heart, Chang Xia is too weak, she doesn't even dare to leave the tribe with people to participate in the collection, for fear of getting hurt.

The orcs are strong and strong, and they are not afraid of pain or injury.

However, Chang Xia's health was not good when he was young, so it's impossible to generalize.

"Shen Rong, I'm fine." Chang Xia came back to his senses and introduced them, "Shen Rong, she is Nanfeng, my best friend."

Chang Xia held Nan Feng's hand, very happy.

Keep asking her about this hunting trip.

Chang Xia never left the tribe, let alone participated in a tribe hunting team. She yearns for the outside world very much. At the beginning, when I agreed to go to the Normandy Grand Bazaar, apart from wanting to find a pleasing male to marry, I also had the idea of ​​gaining insight.

It's a pity, that all the way to patronize hurry.

Snapped!

Nan Feng patted his forehead and said angrily, "Wait, I'll go back to the tribe. Bring you a piece of meat..."

Before, Nan Feng was worried about Chang Xia.

The prey was left by her in the tribal clearing, and she didn't even return home. Just now when Chang Xia asked her about the hunting situation, Nanfeng remembered this.

Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the animal den and ran towards the tribe.

In the den.

Chang Xia Shen Rong looked at each other.

Obviously, they were all taken aback by Nan Feng's aggressive behavior.

In Changxia's impression, Nanfeng is stable and calm, full of the demeanor of Yujie. What happened today should have something to do with her.

"Shen Rong, you take care of the herring. In the evening, I will teach Nanfeng how to make fish balls, and then let her hand over the method of making fish balls to the tribe." Chang Xia thought for a while and decided to leave the matter of fish balls to Nanfeng , she freed up her hand to build a kiln with Shen Rong.

"Are you sure?" Shen Rong asked.

Chang Xia said: "Sure. We need to build a kiln, and we don't have time to teach the tribe how to make fish balls."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Shen Rong nodded, obeying Chang Xia's decision. Carrying two herrings, he squatted outside the den and quickly processed them.

Chang Xia didn't want to eat barbecue, so he planned to stew the meat.

If there is no seasoning, stew it slowly in cold water, and slowly skim off the blood foam, which can somewhat remove the slightest smell of meat. Of course, she didn't forget to put some shallots in it to remove the fishy smell.

While adding cold water to the clay pot, skim off the blood foam in the pot. Shen Rong walked into the animal den with the cleaned herring, and without Chang Xia opening his mouth, he began to peel the herring, remove the bones, cut it into sections, and start chopping.

Seeing this, Chang Xia was extremely satisfied.

Suddenly remembering the rattan shoes she had woven, she said, "Shen Rong, I made you a pair of rattan shoes, you can try it later to see if it fits? If it doesn't fit, I'll change it for you..."

As she said that, she planned to make a pair for Nanfeng.

With the south wind, the patriarch, Wu and Bai Qing cannot be left behind.

The witch sent Chang Xia to the Heluo Tribe, and came to visit every now and then. It has been more than a month since the Wulai tribe last time. Calculating the time, it is estimated that within three to five days, the witch may come. Bai Qing is Wu's disciple, and will take over Wu's position in the future to guard the Dusk Forest. Not yet an adult, a small group, but always pretending to be an adult with a serious face. Chang Xia likes to pinch his face the most, and then watch him change his face.

"Okay." Shen Rong smiled.

In fact, when he came back just now, he saw the rattan shoes on Chang Xia's feet.

It is very similar to the bird's feather shoes, but not as delicate. The bird tribe loves beauty and is narcissistic, while the orc tribe is not used to wearing feather shoes. The rattan shoes are very in line with the rough aesthetics of the orcs, wear-resistant and simple.

A man and a woman in the animal nest didn't speak any more, but they had a tacit understanding.

Blending with the firelight, it looks extra warm.