Orcs Build a Well-off Society

After dinner, Palos volunteered to wash the dishes. However, unlike before, Civilization discovered that Palos seemed to be holding something in his hand, crushed it and rubbed it on the wooden bowl, and the wooden bowl was clean.

"Palos, that's..." Civilization had to be curious. Originally, he was still thinking that simple soap needs alkali, but this way... Civilization's eyes were shining at the handful of brown that Palos was holding in his hand. The leaves of this place are amazing. Maybe there are grasses that can replace soap?

Palos was not surprised by the attitude of civilization, but he answered the words of civilization seriously: "I got this grass from where I went to Chelsea today. He said that it is good to rub it and wash things, better than Xiaoming you said. That kind of soap horn is better for washing things. But this kind of thing is not easy to find. This was also discovered by Chelsea accidentally when collecting herbs, and I have never seen it later. So ordinary orcs and sub-orcs have never used it. If you think it works, Xiaoming, I will ask tomorrow where Chelsea grass grows."

Whose civilization knows Chelsea, it is the great witch with flax hair and gentle blue eyes when the welcome ceremony was held that night. He looks like a very gentle and delicate sub-orc. The great witch here does not want to devote himself to the "medicine business" and the "healthy development of the tribal people" as the civilization imagined, so the great witch can also form lovers with other orcs.

It’s just that Chelsea looks very gentle, but in fact... well, it's the kind of dark belly in his bones, and he still has no intention to live with another orc (I heard it all). Wenming remembers that he had watched an anime called "BLEACH" when he was in high school. There was a movie called Uozhihuareel in it... Uh, very similar, personality.

Of course, because the great witch is responsible for all the health of the body, the research on medicinal herbs is far better than others, and the great witches know the curative effect of grass that the ordinary orcs or sub-orcs don't know clearly. Wenming wondered if he would visit the great witch in a few days, and by the way ask if there are any Chinese pepper or something like that. Civilization remembers that peppers and the like were treated as medicinal materials instead of seasonings by humans at the beginning. Instead of running around like a headless fly, it's better to ask Chelsea, who is proficient in pharmacology. But now...

"Does Chelsea say this is hard to find?" Civilization thought for a while, and said, "Forget it, don't look for it." If Palos is injured, it will be more than worth the loss. It's a big deal for yourself to use something else. Replace it. The saponins, although not necessarily strong in decontamination, can still be very useful if handled properly.

When thinking about this, Palos had already finished washing the dishes neatly—this made Civilization sigh once again, good man, good man, at least Civilization belongs to the kind of people who are willing to cook but are not willing to wash the dishes. After taking a bath in that tub at night, well, for civilization, it’s a wooden barrel, civilization changed back to its own trousers-in such a person’s weather, it’s enough to wear the lower body (obviously this guy forgot to expose his upper body. What kind of temptation is in front of an orc like Palos, especially when he is the sweetheart of the other party).

Wenming remembers that when she left Charlotte's shop, Charlotte was going to pick up her clothes in a few days? Civilization breaks his fingers... well, it seems to be tomorrow? The speed is really fast, perhaps because the white silk beast is easier to cut than the animal skin. But despite this, the civilization first washed the replaced silk beast silk block. In fact, there is nothing dirty in this kind of weather. The main thing is the smell of sweat from washing clothes and some mud spots. Moreover, in this kind of weather, civilization does not have to worry about the clothes being wet and not being worn the next day. One night, as long as one night, this kind of material can definitely be dried out.

When Palos came back from the shower, I saw that the upper body of Civilization was wearing nothing, with his back facing him, wiping the rattan mat with wet animal skins. You know, the eyesight of the orcs is better, and the state of civilization makes Palos, who has just washed through the cold water, feel that a fire suddenly pops up in his body, and instantly makes him feel dry and tongue. dry. It is estimated that Palos's drooling voice is really too...loud in this quiet night, so civilization stopped wiping and turned around.

drink! Those two green and shiny things are magic horses? ! Civilization was immediately shocked when he came into contact with him at close range. Fortunately, there was a rattan seat behind him, and there was no fart sitting on the ground. But this fall also made him clear that these are Palos's eyes... Oh my God, these eyes are so scary. Why didn't you find Palos's eyes flashing so bright a few days ago? Is this the so-called orc?

What Civilization was thinking Palos didn't know, he only knew that when Civilization turned around and passed the white and tender place, the little pink little thing jumped into his eyes. Obviously such a soft and small thing, it seemed to burn him over and over like a ball of fire. Especially seeing civilization falling on the rattan mat, Palos almost immediately pounced on it with a "hungry leopard".

But fortunately, Palos's last bit of saneness is still there. He closed his eyes severely and swallowed his mouth. Palos knew that he could not be eager for success, and calmed down his voice and said: "Xiao Ming, you are hurting. Is it?" Even so, it's not easy to move your eyes away from the beauty.

Civilization was also slowing down at this time, following Palos's eyes, he immediately woke up, almost forgot that he was a woman here, woman! He hurriedly covered the warmth on the side and covered his little strawberry indiscriminately: "Well, what...I'm okay, I don't have any falling pain." Even so, Civilization is very satisfied with Palos's actions that he didn't pounce on— Look, the master is not a sub-orc nor a soft girl, Palos is a good brother, and a good brother will not make a sauce for himself! What is a good brother? A good brother is someone who can say "our" even his wife, but it's not that you are "our daughter-in-law".

But civilization obviously forgets that a good brother can also be a person who abandons the world for a woman, or a person who abandons that woman for you. O(=V=)O

So the civilization that has done a good job of psychological construction for itself subconsciously forgot Palos’s green "hungry" gaze at that time, and went straight to bed: "Well, Palos, it’s too late and tired for a day. Let’s rest early. Bar."