Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Chang Xia, would you like some?" Shen Rong had tasted the taste of brown rice, and brought a wine jar and shook it in front of Chang Xia. Before Chang Xia said that wine and grilled skewers are the best match, Shen Rong wanted to try it.

Chang Xia handed over the bowl and said, "It's half a bowl."

"Long summer—"

Here, Bai Qing and the others tried their best to be cute, looking at Chang Xia with aggrieved eyes.

Chang Xia was very persistent, shaking his head and said: "No. You drink fruit juice and eat skewers. If you want to drink, wait until you grow up."

"Must be an adult?" Xiling said regretfully, "I think Qingliu and the others must be able to drink sweet potato wine, and they are not yet of age."

"Sister Changxia, Qingliu can drink, why can't we?" Mu Ning asked.

Qingliu is also underage, why can they drink it?

"I said that if you want to drink, you should either go to the witch, or the head of the clan and the elders of the tribe. As long as they nod, I have no objection." Chang Xia said calmly.

Qingliu and other teenagers are about to reach adulthood, and their self-control is far superior to Xiling and the others.

If it weren't for the fact that her cheeks were still a little immature, she would be no different from an adult. Following the clansmen in and out of the forest all year round, Qingliu and the others are extremely powerful in combat.

If the tribe were not worried, they could even go in and out of the forest alone.

The orcs judge whether the orcs are adults or not, in addition to their age, they also have their own strength to go in and out of the forest alone.

To say that Qingliu and the others are underage is nothing more than that they are underage.

In terms of strength alone, Qingliu and the others are definitely enough.

"..." Xiling fell silent for a few moments. They think that their talents are good, but they are not as good as Qingliu and the others.

Who made them five or six years younger than Qingliu and the others.

The difference in age between five and six years old naturally makes the world of difference in strength.

"Forget it, there's no hope." Bai Qing was the calmest, at their age, Chang Xia didn't let go. The Wuhe tribe would never allow them to drink. There is not much sweet potato wine in the first place, and if fewer people drink it, the tribe will only be happier.

This said.

Xiling and the others froze instantly.

However, when his eyes touched the juice and the delicacies on the long table, his emotions became aroused in an instant. If you can't drink sweet potato wine, then simply drink a few more glasses of fruit juice. This juice is squeezed from wild fruits in Weishan Holy Land, and it is usually difficult to drink.

In addition, this table is full of delicacies.

Enough to make up for their wounded hearts.

"Shen Rong, how does the sweet potato wine taste?" Chang Xia asked with a smile, picking up the skewers, taking a sip of the sweet potato wine from time to time, not daring to let go. The experience of being drunk in the afternoon is vivid. After eating half a bowl of brown rice, she dared to taste the sweet potato wine.

For her.

The sweet potato wine has a strong taste and a mediocre taste.

By comparison.

Changxia prefers fruit wine with a soft taste.

She is not addicted to alcohol, even if she drinks, she will choose fruit wine such as wine.

"It's very good. It's stronger than Xilu ale, and the taste is more fragrant." Shen Rong said: "The taste of sweet potato wine is overbearing and honest. I haven't tasted a wine that burns more than sweet potato wine."

Shen Rong praised the sweet potato wine.

The most common drink of Westland orcs is ale.

Ale was so cheap that even slaves could afford it.

The gold wine, white jade wine and thirteen brews that nobles drank had a richer and longer taste than ale wine. However, it doesn't taste good.

Shen Rong tasted Erguotou.

He thinks that Erguotou is the wine that totem warriors should drink.

One sip, even the throat can feel the overbearing and strong sweet potato wine.

"I think both the bird clan and the fish clan will like this wine. I'm not sure if jade ornaments can be exchanged for ice crystal grass. If I exchange sweet potato wine with the bird clan, I think it will be successful." Shen Rong drank the wine, The tone is very sure.

Chang Xia was slightly startled, and said seriously: "Shen Rong, are you serious?"

"I never lie. Chang Xia, you underestimated the power of sweet potato wine." Shen Rong said.

Sweet potatoes, from the Sheyue tribe.

The Heluo tribe does not have sweet potatoes, so it is obviously unrealistic to exchange sweet potato wine with the Niaozu for ice crystal grass. Even if the snake clan is willing, Chang Xia is not willing to take advantage of this.

"I'm not in a hurry to exchange the sweet potato wine for the ice crystal grass. After all, I haven't written a word yet. We'll talk about it when we have contact with the Bird Clan," Chang Xia said.

Shen Rong nodded and said nothing.

That night.

All the orcs were full of wine and food.

Chang Xia asked Xiling and the others to return to the tribe to rest.

Let Shen Rong and Bai Qing clean up the dining table, and Chang Xia went to the bathroom to wash up.

Late night, bedroom.

Chang Xia lay on Shen Rong's chest, and said in a low voice: "Shen Rong, I asked the patriarch to contact Grandma Su Ye today, who do you think is the multi-handed family painted on the stone wall of the Holy Land of Weishan?"

"Which clan?" Shen Rong asked, stroking Chang Xia's back.

"The Nest Clan." Chang Xia said: "The unknown place that the old ape mentioned should be the territory where the Nest Clan used to live."

"The Nest Clan is a very mysterious family. I have heard of the giant family of hill people in the Western Continent. Only the Nest Clan is rarely mentioned by orcs. This family is said to have died hundreds of years ago, and I don't know if it is true or not. "Shen Rong stated in a low voice, telling Chang Xia what he knew.

"Grandma Su Ye will come tomorrow. Your departure date for the Erdos Swamp is estimated to be determined soon. I will plant the saplings of the light tree tomorrow morning and the light grass in the afternoon. If you have time, call Kongshan Maple Leaf and ask them to help Prepare dry food..."

Chang Xia put her face against Shen Rong's chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

Going to the Erdos Swamp, we will soon be able to return to the cold season. If we are slow, we may not be able to return to the tribe until after the cold season.

months -

Changxia didn't think time was long before.

Now, before Shen Rong left, she couldn't bear it.

"Okay." Shen Rong held Chang Xia in his arms tightly, breathing deeply the breath that belonged to Chang Xia. Chang Xia is reluctant, why is he not like this.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

Chang Xia got up and asked Shang Baiqing to help get the saplings of the light tree, and ran towards the Baihu business district.

The Heluo Tribe did not hide the existence of light trees and light grass.

All the tribes know about the light tree and light grass, but because they don't know how to transplant it, and the light tree and light grass are precious. The tribes can only be greedy, and there is no way to get the tribe back.

Chang Xia took Bai Qing out of the cave.

Shen Rong washed up neatly, and planned to try making the instant noodles that Chang Xia said. Bread, wait for Changxia to plant the light trees and grasses, and then study together.

"Long summer—"

Passing by the wall of Baihu Lake, I met Elder Dalai who was patrolling.

"Elder Dalai, I'm not going to practice archery today, I have to go to Baihu Street to plant light trees." Chang Xia explained. After leaving the tribe for a few days, she also felt a little itchy and wanted to go to the shooting range to shoot some arrows.

However, there are many things.

The light tree and light grass must be planted, otherwise too much vitality will pass away, which is not good for the growth of the light tree and light grass.

Elder Dalai waved his hand.

Of course he knew about Chang Xia going to Weishan Holy Land to dig light trees and grass.

"It's okay, remember to go to the shooting range when you have time." Dalai said, "I'll go to Baihu Street with you." Shen Rong didn't follow, only Bai Qing, the elder Dalai was a little worried.

"Shen Rong?"

"I asked him to think about making a kind of dry food at home. Wu will come over today."

As soon as he said it, Elder Dalai understood.

Operation Erdos Swamp should be about to start.

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