Two-in-one

There is a square wooden table in the middle of the wooden house, with four chairs on each side of the wooden table. There is a wooden cabinet at the back, which contains cooking utensils such as ceramic bowls and pots.

There is a small concave area not far from the table, which is made of bricks and is used for making fire. At the edge is an oversized wooden barrel, which can still have space for a person to sit in.

There was another wooden wall in the room. Pushing open the wooden door, there were two large beds inside. Each bed was covered with a bamboo mat and two pillows filled with animal hair, which were also covered with bamboo mats.

Shuguo realized that this was the sleeping place, and she couldn't hide her surprise so she touched it with her hand.

The slightly cool touch made her eyes widen. In the hot summer, this coolness can help people sleep well.

There weren't many things in the wooden house, but everything was there. You could tell how to use these things at a glance, and there was nothing much to explain. After Shen Nong brought people into the wooden house, he said someone would call for dinner and left.

The priest of the Cliff Tribe helped the chieftain, Wolf Cliff, to lie down on the bed, and placed the goods he brought for trading on the ground between the two beds. He took out the remaining wild sea buckthorn, and asked the orcs of the Wood Tribe for some hot water to soak the meat before eating it.

After Shuguo and Hushu put their things away, they walked around the wooden house, touching here and there. The closer they got to the end, the harder it was for them to believe that the house was made of wood.

But the familiar touch made them believe it, and the two of them carefully looked at the wooden house from inside to outside.

Based on their experience in building tree houses, they always felt that wooden houses would not be so sturdy.

The two squatted on the cement floor, propped up their heads, and stared at the wooden house in confusion. How could such a heavy wooden board not fall down when inserted into the soil?

When the two were puzzled, footsteps were heard behind them.

It was the Mu tribe's food-making team who came to bring food to the four people.

After the cement road was built, the food-making team used flatbed trucks to deliver food. This cabin was close to the workers' dormitory, so the food for four people was pulled here together. Two orcs each took a large wooden barrel from the truck and saw the fruit and fox trees squatting on the ground, so they asked, "These are enough for four people. Which cabin do you want to eat in?"

Fox Tree had a keen sense of smell and had already smelled the aroma of meat coming from under the tightly covered wooden barrel. His mind was completely focused on the meat and he didn't listen to what the orcs from the Wood Tribe said at all.

It was still Shuguo who pointed to the wooden house next door and said, "Go to that wooden house and we'll go over there to eat."

It is inconvenient for Langya to walk back and forth, so it is just right to put the food in the wooden house where he lives and eat together.

The orcs from the food-preparing team placed a large wooden barrel next to the table in the wooden house where Yayu lived. They swiftly took out a large wooden spoon and a ceramic bowl from the wooden cabinet at the back and lifted the heavy lid on the barrel.

The aroma of meat instantly became strong. Fox Tree took a deep breath and began to swallow.

The tree fruits and cliff rain were not much better. The meat cooked by the orcs of the Wood Tribe in the marginal tribe was particularly delicious, but they could only smell it but could not eat it.

The meat in front of them smelled even better than those, and they could eat it.

For a moment, the only sounds in the wooden house were the orcs from the marginal tribe swallowing their saliva, and the sound of wooden spoons hitting ceramic bowls when the orcs from the food-preparing team helped them fill the meat.

There were two buckets, one was filled with stir-fried wild vegetables and meat, and the other was filled with a large bucket of kelp and egg soup.

The stir-fried meat with wild vegetables was moderately salty, and the oyster sauce enhanced the flavor. The kelp and egg soup had fresh and tender egg flowers floating in the soup, which was very pretty.

The orcs from the marginal tribe had never seen eggs, so they asked what they were.

The orcs from the food-making team told the truth, and the orcs from the marginal tribe were stunned. Could eggs laid by chickens be laid like this?

They just break the shell and pour it directly into the mouth. The taste is not very good, it is sticky.

There were eight ceramic bowls on the table. The orc from the food-making team said, "What's left in the bucket is yours too. When you're done eating, just leave the food on the table and someone will come to collect it."

The three people from the marginal tribe nodded blankly. When the orcs from the food-making team were about to leave, Yayu suddenly came back to his senses and asked if there was any hot water.

The person from the food preparation team said, "We'll bring it to you when we come to collect your things. By the way, if you want to take a shower, you can also tell us. We'll arrange for someone to prepare water for you."

Taking a bath? What is that? I've never heard of it, but I want to try it.

The three people from the marginal tribe all wanted to try taking a bath, so the orc from the food-making team took note and told the bathhouse when they went to the workers' dormitory, asking them to boil some water and send it over.

After the orcs from the food-making team left, Yayu helped Langya out and sat in front of the wooden table. Shuguo and Foxshu had already wolfed down the meat, the meat was so delicious!

The taste of the egg in the soup is completely different from that of the egg directly poured into your mouth after cracking the shell.

Langya sat on the chair, the fragrance lingered in his nose, and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

When he saw the wild vegetables in the meat, his brows knitted tightly. He really didn't want to eat them anymore, they were too disgusting!

But the orcs from the Wood Tribe who rescued him said that he could only get better by eating these. Langya took a deep breath, and in order to get better quickly, he picked up the wild vegetables sandwiched between the pieces of meat with his hands, closed his eyes, and stuffed them into his mouth to eat.

Langya planned to chew it twice quickly and then swallow it directly. But he felt something was wrong while chewing it. Hiss, why does it taste so good?

Langya wondered if he had seen it wrong and what he was eating was not wild vegetables. He opened his eyes and picked up another wild vegetable to stare at it.

That's right, it was the wild vegetable he hated to eat the most. This was the kind he had been forced to eat by the orcs of the Wood Tribe when he was in the marginal tribe.

He almost vomited at that time.

It's so unpalatable.

Even soil tastes better than this.

Langya stared at the wild vegetables, recalling the taste in his mouth just now, and couldn't help smacking his lips, feeling greedy.

A limp wild vegetable was thrown into his mouth again, and Langya's eyes lit up.

tasty!

It tasted better than any meat he had ever eaten. No, none of the meat he had ever eaten was half as delicious as this wild vegetable!

Yayu was relieved when she saw Langya frantically looking for wild vegetables in the pottery bowl. Langya had been forced to eat wild vegetables before, but he was reluctant and vomited them out several times. Yayu was also worried when she saw that he couldn't eat the wild vegetables and there would be a curse. She was really worried.

After Langya finished eating all the wild vegetables in the pottery bowl, he started to eat the meat. He picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.

! !

Is this meat?

Langya forgot to chew for a moment and stared at the ceramic bowl in front of him in surprise.

What kind of meat did the Mu tribe give them? Why was it so delicious? It was much more delicious than any meat he had eaten before.

Soon Langya had no time to think, because the bowls of Fox Tree and Shuguo were empty, with only wild vegetables at the bottom of the bowl. If he thought about it any further, he would not be able to eat!

Unlike Langya, the other three chose to eat wild vegetables last.

Unless the orcs were really hungry, they would never eat wild vegetables. Who would eat something so disgusting?

And the way Langya was eagerly eating the wild vegetables before, in the eyes of the three people, meant that he didn't like the food but would be cursed if he didn't eat it, so he had to force it to him.

After all, he ate like this when he was in a marginal tribe.

The three of them were also afraid of being cursed. Langya was so strong and powerful, but after being cursed, he became so weak that he needed someone to support him when walking. This made the three of them shudder, and they decided to eat the unpalatable wild vegetables at the bottom of the bowl in one gulp.

I was mentally prepared enough that the moment I put the wild vegetables in my mouth I forgot everything else, they were so delicious!

Why are the wild vegetables of this Mu tribe so different from the ones I ate in the marginal tribes before?

It was the first time they knew that wild vegetables could be so delicious!

Two large wooden barrels, filled with meat and soup, were eaten up by the four people from the marginal tribe, not even a vegetable leaf was left.

The orc from the food-preparing team who came to clean up looked at the table in surprise. Why were there no bamboo chopsticks?

The orcs from the marginal tribe, who didn't know how to use chopsticks, ate their meal with their hands, and their fingertips turned red from the burn.

Not long after the food-preparing team left, the orcs from the bathhouse near the workers' dormitory came pulling a flatbed cart.

There are four buckets on the car, one bucket of hot water and three buckets of cold water.

When taking a bath in summer, the water doesn't need to be too hot.

Yayu was soaking wild sea buckthorn in the hot water brought by the food-making team, but his eyes were fixed on the orcs from the Wood Tribe pouring water into the particularly large wooden barrel.

"Hua hua hua", bucket after bucket of water was poured into the big bathtub, and the sound of water stopped after a while. The orc of the Wood Tribe tested the water temperature and found it was just right. He called Ya Yu and pointed to a round wooden handle on the bottom edge of the bathtub, "After washing, pull this open and the water will flow out through the hole. When it's all gone, cover it. There will be enough water for you, enough for the next person."

Yayu's eyes were fixed on the log and he kept nodding.

The orc from the Wood Tribe who was fetching water took out a handful of green things from his fish skin bag and put them on the windowsill next to the bathtub. "This is round-leaf grass and wormwood. Soak the round-leaf grass in the water for a while, and you will feel cool all over after washing. Mosquitoes don't like the taste of wormwood and round-leaf grass, which can prevent them from being bitten. You can chew the round-leaf grass in your mouth, but don't swallow it. Spit out the juice after chewing it out. It will make your teeth very clean and won't hurt."

Finally, the orcs of the Wood Tribe propped up the window door made of a whole piece of wood, and lowered the bamboo curtain in front of the bathtub, "You can take a bath now."

Yayu helped Langya sit in the bathtub. He followed the instructions of the orcs from the Wood Tribe and threw a handful of roundleaf grass and wormwood in. The roundleaf grass floated on the water, looking lovely green. The wormwood was dark in color and had a strong smell, but it was acceptable.

The warm water wrapped around his body, and all the fatigue seemed to be swept away. Langya felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but make a sound.

On the other side, Shuguo and Foxshu both wanted to take a bath first, and in the end they both squeezed into a big bathtub, squeezing each other and splashing each other, leaving water marks all over the floor.

After taking a bath in the roundleaf grass, their bodies really felt cool. After lying on the bamboo mat, the coolness of their bodies was amplified. This was the first time they felt dry and cool in the summer.

When they lay down, they discovered that the soft thing under their heads also had the smell of round-leaf grass and wormwood. With the light scent of round-leaf grass and wormwood, the four of them gradually fell asleep.

The orcs from the marginal tribes who chose to find their own place to live obviously did not receive such treatment. They spent a lot of effort to finally hunt a deer and a few rabbits. With one share among fourteen people, each person did not get much meat.

The orcs had big appetites, and this little bit of meat was not enough to fill them up. In the end, they drank a lot of blood to fill their stomachs.

When sleeping, they become food for mosquitoes, and the buzzing sound in their ears never stops. For orcs with sensitive hearing, this sound is really annoying.

Fortunately, I'm used to it and can sleep even if I endure it. The only thing is that the itchiness from the mosquito bites is unbearable.

It would be nice if there was a fire. With a fire there would be fewer mosquitoes.

The next morning, the food-making team delivered meat to the workers' dormitory. The orcs who worked had their morning and evening meals delivered to the dormitory, and their lunch meal delivered to each team.

Just like last night, the portion for the cabin was also delivered. The bathhouse also boiled enough water for washing, and when it was delivered to the cabin, it happened to run into the food preparation team.

The orc in the bathhouse asked what they had for breakfast this morning. After getting the answer from the orc in the food-preparing team, he hurried back to the bathhouse, holding his own pottery bowl and waiting for the people in the food-preparing team to come.

I have sweet honey milk to drink today!

After discovering the beehive, Shen Nong started to raise bees in beehives. The beekeeping area was built inside the military guard. If there was no high-level orc blood suppression, the orcs who raised bees would be stung by bees.

Every time honey is harvested, two or three high-level orcs will be sent to suppress it to prevent the beekeeping orcs from being stung.

The milk in the tribe is given priority to children and the elderly, and the rest is distributed to other orcs.

However, the old people always felt that they didn't do much work every day, so it was not right for them to drink such good food, so they went to the food-making team to get milk every other day. On the alternate day, the milk was left for the young orcs in the tribe to drink.

The orcs from different tribes in the workers' dormitory could not get any milk, after all, there was not enough for the people of the Mu tribe to drink.

But the priest said that the four orcs from the marginal tribes in the wooden house had a small bowl of milk for their morning meal, and they were paid with animal skins.

It’s quite a big one.

The orcs from the marginal tribe drank up all the delicious fish soup and licked the juice off the leaves of the tender and juicy stewed meat. The four of them stared at the unknown white liquid in the pottery bowl in a daze.

Fox Tree sniffed, "It smells pretty good."

Then she picked up the pottery bowl and gulped down the drink. After the orcs from the Wood Tribe cooked meat in her Tree Tribe once, Fox Tree firmly believed that whatever the people of the Wood Tribe cooked was delicious.

Yesterday's meal confirmed her thoughts, and the food she ate yesterday was even more delicious than what she had eaten in the Tree Tribe before.

Although she didn't know what was in the bowl, it must be delicious.

As it turned out, she was right.

So fragrant, so delicious, and sweet!

Fox Tree drank the milk in her ceramic bowl in one gulp. The amount was not much, so she could finish it in three or four gulps. She licked her lips with a smile, "There's honey in it!"

Honey!

After hearing this, the other three excitedly picked up their pottery bowls. Honey! So sweet! Every time they wanted to taste it, their tribes had to exchange a lot of things with the Flower Tribe, and if they went too late, they couldn't get it.

You know, they exchanged honey in the Flower Tribe, and a little bit of honey required a lot of animal skins.

And the people of the Wood Tribe actually gave them honey to drink!

The whole animal skin they gave me not only allowed me to eat well, sleep well, take a bath, but also had honey to drink!

There wasn't much honey milk, so the three of them finished it in a few sips. After licking the remaining milk stains on their lips, they exclaimed in unison: "It tastes so good."

After the four of them had eaten and drunk their fill, Langya continued to lie on the bed in the cabin, while the other three went to the market together.

When they arrived at the market, other members of the marginal tribe had already arrived and were setting up their stalls. The three of them also followed the location in their memory to their own stalls. As for the words on the wooden sign, they remembered it yesterday, but forgot it completely after sleeping.

After they set up their stalls, the tribe leaders watched over them. The priests of each tribe had a clear goal and searched the market for salt and stone. The stall of the Ya tribe was right next to the Shu tribe, so Fox Tree helped Ya Yu watch over it and let him and Shu Guo go to trade salt and stone first.

After seeing the salt stone on a stall near the door, the nine priests did not move.

When did this salt stone come into so many shapes?

The orc from the Wood Tribe who was selling salt stone grinned and introduced it to the big customers, "We have salt stone, coarse salt, fine salt, all kinds of salt on our stall. Which one do you want?"

Kosher salt? Fine salt? What kind of salt are these?

The orcs of the Wood Tribe saw their confusion and realized that these people probably had not traded salt with their tribe privately, so they pointed to the boxes and introduced them one by one, "Everyone knows salt stone, so I won't say much. This one is better than salt stone, cleaner, it's coarse salt, and this one that's white and fine is fine salt. It's also the best salt in our tribe. Salt stone is the cheapest, and fine salt is the most expensive."

Yayu was the first to react, "How were they changed?"

The orcs of the Wood Tribe told the nine priests from the fringe tribes how many animal skins or fresh meats they needed in exchange for the three kinds of salt. They were shocked that the same number of animal skins could be exchanged for so many salt stones in the Wood Tribe!

Much more than what I could exchange in the Salt Department before!

According to the animal skins and meat that the Salt Department had requested before, they could exchange them for a lot of coarse salt.

Moreover, the salt stone from the Mu tribe looked much cleaner than that from the Salt Tribe. In the past, when they exchanged salt stone at the Salt Tribe, they would always add salt soil into it to increase the weight.

Shuguo pointed at the fine salt and said he wanted the amount of salt that would be equal to that of a piece of animal skin.

The Wood Tribe orcs who had gone to the Edge Tribe before lived in her Tree Tribe. She had seen them stewing meat a few times, and they just added some fine powder into the meat with a small bamboo tube. But Shu Guo had never seen them lick salt stones.

Come to think of it, the orcs of the Wood Tribe must have added fine salt at that time.

The meat and soup they ate yesterday and today also had the salty taste of salt stone, but they did not lick the salt stone. So the Mu tribe must have added fine salt to it.

When he thought of the taste of meat and soup, Shuguo swallowed his saliva.

The orcs of the Wood Tribe skillfully used large leaves to make a bucket shape, and used a small iron shovel to shovel fine salt into it.

Yayu stood beside the fruit, bent down slightly, and asked in confusion: "These salts are so small, do you buy them and pour them directly into your palm to lick them?"

Shuguo told Yayu his thoughts, and Yayu realized that he didn't seem to lick the salt stone during the two meals of meat in the Mu tribe. The meat of the Mu tribe was so delicious that he didn't even think about licking the salt stone.

For someone like him who had only eaten black and hard grilled meat and raw meat, it was hard not to miss the meat after eating it once.

If I could go back to the tribe and cook some meat soup, it would at least satisfy my craving.

Yayu also asked for a piece of fine salt from an animal skin, and he bought enough salt stones with the remaining animal skins for buying salt. Because the price in the Mu tribe was cheap, there were still some animal skins left after buying the salt stones. Between buying all the salt stones and going shopping again, Yayu chose the latter.

The other seven tribal priests looked at Yayu and Shuguo strangely when they saw that they had bought some fine salt.

I knew something was wrong at first glance.

Why are these two people so clean? Why is their hair so smooth? Why don’t they have dark circles under their eyes?

Why didn't they have new mosquito bites? Mosquitoes are fierce in summer. Anyone who has been bitten recently will have a big, red bump on their body. There was no sign of mosquito bites on these two people last night. A bunch of questions exploded in the minds of the seven people.

The priest of the Hua tribe was most prone to mosquito bites, and he had been scratched in many places. The new mosquito bites on his body began to itch again, so he reached out to scratch them. Looking at Yayu and Shuguo, who had no new mosquito bites, he could no longer hold back his doubts, "You weren't bitten by mosquitoes yesterday?"

Yayu and Shuguo were stunned, and at the same time they looked down at themselves, also a little confused, it seemed.

The two thought of the roundleaf grass and wormwood sent by the Wood Tribe last night, and the pillow under their heads also had the same smell. It seems that the orcs of the Wood Tribe were right, these two kinds of grass can really prevent mosquito bites.

They did not hide anything and told the seven people roughly what happened last night.

The seven people were stunned by what they heard. What about wild vegetables that taste better than meat, meat that tastes better than wild vegetables, eggs that are not sticky at all and taste especially good. A big wooden barrel that can seat one person, grass to bathe to avoid mosquito bites, and sleeping on the bed to keep the body cool...

They could understand every word, but they couldn't comprehend the meaning.

Do the beast worlds that these two people are talking about really exist?

How can there be wild vegetables that taste better than meat? Aren’t eggs always sticky? Does grass that can prevent mosquito bites really exist?

"You are talking about roundleaf grass and wormwood, right?" The wood tribe worker who was packing salt tied up the fine salt with a straw rope and said with a smile: "This was discovered by our priest. Before, we only knew that roundleaf grass can make teeth feel better and not hurt. Later, the priest told us that if we take a bath with roundleaf grass and wormwood, mosquitoes will not bite us."

He stretched out his muscular arms and said, "Look, I take a shower every day, and so far this summer, I don't have a single mosquito bite on my body."

The seven priests' attention was drawn and they tilted their heads to look over. Hey, it really is!

Not a single mosquito bite!

The Flower Tribe priest scratched the mosquito bites on his body. With one scratch, the scabs on the mosquito bites were broken and blood oozes out. He asked uncertainly, "You guys, do you want to trade?"

The Wood Tribe orc nodded, walked out of the stall, and pointed to the place diagonally opposite, "The stall that sells all grass leaves is trading roundleaf grass and mugwort."

The Flower Tribe priest was excited. Great! He could finally get rid of the pain of being bitten by mosquitoes in summer!

After the priests of the marginal tribes bought the salt stones they needed, the orcs of the Wood Tribe felt that they could not carry them, so they helped deliver them to the stall of their tribe.

After leading the way, the priests of the marginal tribes dealt with the remaining animal skins in the same way as Yayu and decided to visit the market.

The Flower Tribe priest ran directly to the stall selling roundleaf grass and mugwort. According to the recommendation of the Wood Tribe orcs at the stall, if he wanted to store them for a long time, he should buy their processed herb packages.

The herbal bags wrapped with leaves, the round-leaf grass and wormwood inside were dried, and the storage time was long, and the effect was not affected. After asking how much animal skin he wanted to trade, the Flower Tribe priest waved his hand without saying a word, and exchanged a small piece of animal skin for more than 30 herbal bags.

One herbal bag can be used twice, and after using them, summer will almost be over.

The priest of the Flower Tribe held his arms full of herbal bags and thought happily that the things from the Wood Tribe were really good and cheap.

Several other priests from the marginal tribes also ran to buy some. They would never miss such a good thing that could prevent mosquito bites.

When the nine of them came to a stall, they found that it was surrounded by orcs in three layers. Yingya shouted at the front: "Twenty baskets of lobsters, I want this big hide! Thirty baskets of jellyfish, I want that hide too! Ten baskets..."

"Stop shouting! You've almost traded all the big hides here, leave some for us!"

"That's right! How long have you been shouting here alone?"

"Which tribe are you from? The Feather Tribe? Do we have a Feather Tribe here?"

"Leave some animal skins for us. Without them, we will freeze to death in winter!"

Yingya, who occupied the animal skin stall, finally aroused public anger. He sniffed and looked at the animal skins piled up like a mountain beside him. It seemed that he had traded too much.

Yingya gritted his teeth, feeling reluctant. Then, then leave some for these orcs. Without the animal skins of the Wood Tribe in winter, the orcs would really freeze to death.

The nine priests of the marginal tribe looked at the tall orc walking by. The man was holding a mountain of animal skin in his hand. It looked so soft! And it smelled so good!

However, the nine people had no intention of squeezing in to trade the animal skins. They could not afford such good animal skins even if they were cheaper.

Walking further ahead, they smelled the aroma of meat and discovered a meat stall not far ahead.

There were also many orcs surrounding this stall, some offering fresh raw meat, and some offering freshly peeled animal skins.

The nine people were so fascinated by the aroma that they walked forward and listened to the orcs of the Wood Tribe at the meat stall wrapping the meat with large leaves while saying, "As long as our pickled meat is placed in a place that is not damp or exposed to the sun, it can be kept for a long time, even until the next summer. There is no need to add salt, just cut it into pieces and put it in a clay pot with water to boil, and it will be a pot of fragrant meat soup."

The orcs who traded pickled meat were all from the surrounding tribes. They were also familiar with some things about the Wood Tribe. After all, there were many orcs working in the Wood Tribe, and they would talk a lot when they went back every seven days.

Some orcs will bring things to their families in the tribe, such as clay pots and clay bowls, which many orcs in their tribe have.

Cooking meat in a clay pot is really fast. Adding some salt to it makes it taste better than raw meat.

But the orcs who had eaten the meat made by the Wood Tribe were not very satisfied with the meat they made. It was not as delicious as the meat made by the Wood Tribe at all.

This made the orcs who had never eaten the meat made by the Mu tribe curious. If this is not delicious, how delicious must the meat of the Mu tribe be?

Then, they came to trade meat today.

Originally they thought it was not cost-effective to exchange three pieces of fresh meat for two pieces of cured meat, but when they heard that the meat could be kept for a long time and they didn't need to add salt when eating it, they thought it was okay.

One of them exchanged for two pieces, the other for four pieces, and in the end everyone had at least two large pieces of bacon in their hands.

When the priests of the marginal tribes heard about the benefits of pickled meat, they were also tempted. After asking how much a rabbit-sized animal skin could be exchanged for two pieces of pickled meat, they made up their minds and exchanged all the remaining animal skins for pickled meat.

What their tribe lacks most is salt, meat and animal skins.

Animal skins were used to keep warm, and they could accumulate enough for the winter before winter came. But salt and meat were what they had to eat no matter what season it was.

This salted meat can be stored for a long time. They often don't have enough meat in winter, so they save all the meat for the winter. It just so happens that they don't have to lick the salt stone when eating this meat, which also saves salt stone.

After trading the pickled meat, the priests of the marginal tribes walked directly to their stalls, holding the pickled meat wrapped in leaves. From time to time, they heard things they had never heard of before. Dried scallops, dried cuttlefish, dried kelp, chili powder, oyster sauce...

The nine people did not slow down their pace, and even seemed to be driven to walk faster and faster. They would not even look at the market again, as there were too many good things that could only be seen but not traded.

It really is, it’s so painful.

When Shen Nong brought Ze to the market, the priests from the marginal tribes had just returned to their stalls and put away the herb bags and pickled meat.

There was nothing interesting to see at the stalls of his own tribe, and other tribes around the Mu tribe did not set up stalls at the market either. Shen Nong went straight to the nine stalls of the marginal tribes.

When writing the sign yesterday, Shen Nong heard the sound of a tribe, "sang". He didn't know if it was the mulberry tree. If there were mulberry trees, there should be silkworms, but he was not sure. He came to the market today to ask carefully.

Following the name of the tribe written on the sign, Shen Nong stopped in front of the stall of the Sang tribe.

The stalls of the Sang tribe were piled with small yellow oval balls.

No orcs stopped at the nine stalls of the marginal tribe. Even if they stopped, they would just take a look and leave. These orcs were busy grabbing the things from the wood tribe, so they had no time to look at these strange things.

Finally, someone stopped in front for a longer time. The chief of the Sang tribe, who was helping to pack up the salt stones, herb bags and pickled meat, quickly stood up and found that it was the priest of the Mu tribe.

Cansang smiled and said, "Priest of the Wood Tribe, why are you here?"

Seeing that the other party was staring at the things on her stall, Cansang thought that the other party didn't know what these things were. Before, several orcs had found the things strange and came over to ask.

She explained: "These are the cocoons of silkworms, animals that have the same animal form as me. The cocoons become soft after being soaked in water and can be pulled apart. They are so soft that they can be spread on the grass pile where I sleep in the cave."

Shen Nong looked calm on the outside, but he was extremely happy in his heart. He could weave cloth and make clothes to wear in the future!

"Does your tribe still have such cocoons?" Shen Nong asked.

Cansang thought for a while and shook his head, "There is no more in the mountains now. It's too late."

Shen Nong nodded and continued to stare at the silk on the stall. He confirmed that it was silk, but the color...

After thinking about it for a while, Shen Nong finally understood the reason. The silkworms in the beast world should be wild silkworms that have not been domesticated, and the cocoons are naturally white, fine and soft like those of domestic silkworms that have not been domesticated. Moreover, the cocooning cycle is also long.

If that was the case, then the name of this tribe had nothing to do with silkworms, and he was just overthinking it. But by chance, he came across silk.

Wild silkworms would also work. Anyway, there were more than one or two domesticated animals in the livestock areas, so one more would not be a problem. However, the domestication process would be long, and he would definitely not see the successful domestication of silkworms in his lifetime.

"I want all this wild silk." After Shen Nong bought all the silk on the stall of the Sang tribe, he said, "You can catch wild silkworms and bring them to trade. I'll take as many as you can. Or I can ask the tribesmen to go with you, and you can take them to the mountains and forests to look for things, and I'll give you things according to the amount they find."

Cansang didn't expect that she would not only trade all the silk, but also continue to trade with silkworms. Cansang thought about it and chose the latter. The orcs in her tribe were not of high level. There were many dangers along the way, and she might not be able to return alive.

Every time the marginal tribes exchanged salt stones, all nine tribes came together.

Shen Nong had no objection to Sericulture's choice and asked what she wanted to exchange for it. She chose animal skins.

After estimating the amount of silk on the stall and how much silk could be spun, he gave a number: ten large whole animal hides.

Cansang's eyes widened. Ten large pieces of whole animal skin! !

In their tribe, even if two people use one piece, there will still be some left.

Their tribe soaked and stretched these silk cocoons and spread them on the haystack. How could they be worth so many animal skins?

I heard from the priest that the animal skins of the Mu tribe are soft and smell good, completely different from their own animal skins.

Cansang did not dare to cheat the Mu tribe, and said hesitantly: "Too much, too much."

Shen Nong himself didn't think he was paying too much, in his mind this was the most reasonable price. Although he would always cheat the system, it was because the price of the system was too outrageous, and every time he could lower the price, it meant that there was still money to be made.

"That's all. I'll have someone deliver the animal skins later, and take the silk cocoons away as well." Shen Nong made the final decision and walked towards the next stall.

Shuguo was tilting his head to look at the stall of the Sang tribe next door. It was really great that those useless silk cocoons could be exchanged for so many whole animal skins.

It would be great if the Wood Tribe priests could trade with us. I only need five whole animal hides.

She came back to her senses and turned around, and saw the Wood Tribe priest she had been thinking about staring at her stall with the same eyes he had stared at the Sang Tribe stall before.

This look...

My five whole hides, there's a chance!