Orcs Build a Well-off Society

"Corrosive...?" Chelsea still knows what it means, but... what does Xiao Ming do with this thing? Chelsea never thought about what bad things civilization would do, but, "There is no such thing..." Every day, Chelsea turned around and took out a small jar from a corner, "something with similar effects. , I do, but you have to tell me what you are going to use for it, after all, this thing is generally not used."

Wenming smiled embarrassedly and scratched his head: "It's hair." Seeing Chelsea's puzzled look, Wenming wiped his nose, "What? I used to have short hair, but after I got here for a while Hair grows longer without a haircut... Although it is said that I wash my hair every day, my hair is easy to get tangled together... so I want not to make a comb..."

"Comb? You mean it's good for hair?" Chelsea's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

Indeed, hair is helpless, whether it is an orc or an orc. The original form of the orc is a beast with fur. If you cut your hair, you may become bald here and there. Don’t be laughed at by others, even oneself can’t stand it; but the sub-orc is beautiful. In the era when the haircuts are almost the same, long hair is of course much better than short hair, but even if you wash your hair every day, there is no guarantee that the hair is not tangled together.

It’s just that the orcs are a little better than the orcs because the orcs have the animal shape, that is to say, when the orcs lick the hair smoothly (like the cat's licking hair) when they are in the animal shape, then they will comb their hair after turning into a human shape. They are all relatively smooth. As for the Orcs, they can only reluctantly comb through with their hands, which is the most common. At least after doing this, it looks very smooth on the surface-of course, this cannot be the most internal. However, the fingers are not thin, so the hair problem is still tangled by everyone.

Of course, at the beginning, civilization did not find this problem. He should wash, eat, and sleep until he woke up early in the morning when he saw that his hair grew to his shoulders and was entangled with Palos’s hair. When we were together, after the word "knotting" popped up in my mind, I finally noticed the problem with my hair. Moreover, the reason why Civilization thinks of combing hair is because after the "hair knot" incident that morning, he and Palos’ hairs could not be untied. Later, Civilization used nail clippers to cut the entanglement into a ball. That bit of hair gets loose.

If you really want to say it, it's not that civilization has never thought of replacing...er, for example...fishbone. It is estimated that when I was young, I watched a lot of cartoons and comics. In addition, every time civilization eats a whole fish, it treats the fish bones very beautifully, so I also thought about this kind of very embarrassing and embarrassing. method. But...o(╯□╰)o I learned later, what legend is a legend, not to mention the fish bones that can’t get rid of the fishy smell, just after the fish bones are dried, they are very crisp and the characteristics are enough for civilization to treat it. The PASS is on the standby list.

I knew I should carry a knife with me. Although it is a bit strange to carry a controlled knife on my body, it is better than looking at the nail clippers in a daze, right? I complained myself for a while, but civilization continued to rise up.

What is left is materials such as wood or bamboo or bones. Bamboo or something, I haven't seen the shadow so far, so civilization temporarily gave this to PASS, and the rest is wood and bones. To be honest, wood is much more convenient than bones, but civilization does not have such a sharp knife to make wood into the shape of a comb!

So after thinking about it, the head of the science student, civilization, thought of the acid in chemistry and so on. Thinking of those strong corrosive acids that I remembered before, civilization suddenly became bloody. But civilization, a person who doesn't understand the geographical environment at all here, has been thinking for a long time before thinking that this kind of thing might be linked to medicine a little bit (?), right?

Carrying all the jars back, Wenming remembered Chelsea's instructions and took out all the tools that were going to make a comb before—in fact, it was a wooden board and two horns (er, or the horns of a moo). According to the method taught by Chelsea, civilization carefully wraps the parts it needs with dirt and draws it on the road, and then soaks the wooden boards in the jar-of course, a wooden handle is needed outside to take it out.

After about half an hour, the civilization carefully opened the lid and took it out (in other words, the smell is really not good, just like the strong acid taste, which is pungent), rinsed off the remaining liquid on the outside with water, and then knocked it. Dropped the mud shell that was drawn on the outside-Wenming couldn't help showing a happy smile on his face. Although it was not as good as the combs sold, it was in the shape of a comb anyway! Civilization grabbed a handful of gravel soil and polished the wooden comb as smoothly as possible, and then washed it with water, and couldn't wait to experiment with the finished product.

One, two, three times...Although it was a bit uncomfortable at first—Civilization blamed it on the reason that his hair had grown long and hadn’t been combed for a long time—but later, civilization seemed to be addicted to combing. I combed it around six or seven times, and finally stopped happily, holding the comb I made, which is probably the first comb in the world, and looked right and left, touching and touching.

Strike while the iron is hot, the civilization enthusiasm and made several wooden combs, and they also made several types of dense teeth, sparse teeth, dense teeth + sparse teeth without a teacher. Even the hard moo beast's horns were cut in half by civilization. Each half of the comb made a total of four. With the previous wooden comb, there are nine or ten combs. Of course, almost half of the Chelsea jar of acid was used-such a useful thing, civilization can't bear to waste it, so I quickly sealed it and put it in a cool place.

Lele alone is not as good as the others. After Wenming left itself a wooden comb and a corner comb, the remaining combs were prepared for Parson, Neal, Uncle Kelly, Chelsea, and Charlotte. Let's see whoever needs it, give it away.

Finally, one thing was settled. Civilization stood up, stretched out, squinted, and put his hands above the eyes into a pergola looking into the distance—a tall figure walked over. Although Civilization has not yet clearly seen the other side’s face, But in my heart, I knew it was Palos. But, what is the long thing behind that? Civilization stretched his neck and didn't see clearly (Xiao Ming proudly: I blame Palos for being too tall) what it was, and simply gave up. Turning around, filled a bowl of mint herbal tea in a pottery bowl, Xiao Ming graciously greeted him.

"You're back." Civilization smiled and passed the bowl in his hand to Palos, and saw what was behind Palos, oh... so it was this... this? ! Civilization's casual glance just now made him pause. This, this, this shape, this color, this number of knots, this leaf... sugarcane...

"What sugar cane?" Palos drank the mint water that Civilization had poured him in one breath, and couldn't help asking when hearing Civilization's mumbling.

Civilization realized that he had said everything he thought. He took a deep breath and squatted down to observe-touched the stalk, his hands were indeed stained with white powder. Civilization swallowed a little nervously: "Palos, this... can you eat it?" Even though he said that, the hands of civilization had already begun to peel off the outer leaves spontaneously.

"Of course you can eat it. The demi-orcs like to eat it. There is a lot of sweet water, but it is a bit far from our tribe. Generally speaking, it is collected by the orcs. You know I have never had the habit of getting along with the demi-orcs before. , So I didn’t know at the beginning that this thing was more popular among the Orcs, but Krouch knew, so he took me there after I finished work today.” Palos said this, feeling a little embarrassed, it seems he I still haven't taken good care of Xiao Ming. It's really dereliction of duty. I have to treat Xiao Ming better in the future.

Palos had just finished speaking, and civilization had already peeled one off neatly. Upon seeing this, Palos hurriedly said: "How to eat this thing..." Palos hadn't finished speaking, and civilization had already started to gnaw with his two rows of small teeth. Spit out the scum in his mouth, and civilized eyes began to sparkle again. Regardless of taking another bite, Civilization pounced directly into Palos's arms: "Palos Palos, you are really great! I found this! Great, great!"

Palos hurriedly set aside the empty bowl in his hand when civilization made the action to pounce on him, and in the next second, civilization had already pounced—although the "pounce" action brought more stamina. , But it's all drizzle for Palos, who is steel and iron (?). Therefore, Palos has only one feeling left-Wenxiang Nephrite is full of arms~~ This feeling is really not ordinary.

In the eyes of everyone, perhaps this is sugar cane, but in the eyes of civilization, this is not just sugar cane, this is sugar, oh oh oh oh~~ Of course, what other medicinal effects are.

Palos brought back yellow-skin cane with a greenish-yellow skin, commonly known as yellow-skin cane. There is a thick layer of white powder on the outer skin of the stalk. In fact, this kind of sugarcane is more common in rural areas than the purple-black outer skin of sugarcane. It's just that this sugarcane doesn't have the sweetness of the purple-black skin, and the edge of the sugarcane skin is sharper. When civilization was a child, there were several experiences of being cut into the mouth or tiger's mouth by the sugarcane skin because of gluttony.

Civilization is now flushed with excitement, black hair and snow-skinned things look pretty in Palos' eyes. I don’t know what happened, Civilization is actually happier than ever before, and Palos is in his arms. Li was still not honest, raised his head and "hehehe" at Palos's chin with a smirk of "hehehe".

Civilization didn't realize how much impact his actions had brought to Palos. Poor Palos, being touched by his sweetheart's soft lips, felt his whole body stiff. On the contrary, his heart was tumbling like a volcanic eruption, like a hot magma. The hot breath coming out of it has to come out of every pore up and down the whole body, but it's not finished.

Palos swallowed vigorously, watching the civilization in his arms that began to talk about what to do with sugar cane, and finally bent down and lowered his head at the corners of the two lips of civilization Barabala: " Xiaoming, you are happy!"

Palos's kiss just now utterly excited the civilization and muttered to himself like a zombie suddenly frozen by the Frozen Archer, and stopped all his actions. Originally, civilization had some thoughts, but as a result, Palos looked up with a little anxiety and a little expectation and a lot of hot intertwined feelings. Civilization felt that its heart suddenly softened into a hot honey water.

He beckoned, motioning Palos to lower his head. Palos didn't know why, but as long as he was civilized, he would have listened, and quickly moved his face over. Civilization blinked, and quickly leaned over to kiss Palos’ tight lips, paused, and licked, and then quickly retracted like a frightened animal (although Palos embraced him) I can’t retract where to go). The heart is pounding nonstop.

After being silent for a while, Civilization didn't see Palos' reaction, and raised his head with shame and annoyance, seeing Palos still maintaining the same posture just now, even though the corners of his mouth had been bent in a big arc.

"I, I just saw that the position of your kiss just now was off, so I taught you...you, you don't want too much...what are you doing...well..." Civilization's short-breathed so-called explanation was blocked by Palos' sudden kiss. Sturdy...

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