Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

When he came out of Yong's tent, in addition to the cat cub he was holding in his arms, Lu Er also had a piece of dried animal meat in his hand.

This is the food that Baixu gave in exchange for the **** that helps Yong to reduce inflammation and sterilization, and also to thank Lu Er.

Lu Ling returned to his tent and found that Xiao Mi, who had been quietly lying beside the fire before entering the tent, broke free from his embrace, jumped to the pile of animal bones and stone tools on the west side of the tent, and bounced around. While shouting "Mi woo woo woo".

Lu Wen put the meat on the "chopping board" at home, and looked a little strangely at Xiao Mi jumping vigorously among the pile of debris, and laughed: "Xiao Mi is in a good mood today? Having such a good time."

Xiao Mi: "Mi woo!"

—He is not happy at all!

Xiao Mi wanted to show her identity to this Asian beast today, but it was a soft meow when she opened her mouth, so she wanted to remind Lu Yan by imitating her actions when hunting. As a result, in Lu Lin's eyes, its various mighty actions are as naive as a kid acting like a baby, and he didn't feel what his pet wanted to express at all.

Seeing the more and more kind smile on Lu Er's face, Xiao Mi knew that her attempt to confess her identity had failed.

It still wanted to struggle again, but suddenly smelled a strong smell of meat, and the paws that were about to flop twice suddenly stopped.

After Lu Wei entered the door, while watching the cat's vigorous vigor, he cut the dried meat from the white beard and placed it on the slab, and then squeezed some green onions and **** on it.

There are almost two ways to cook cooked food in this tribe, roasting or boiling. Regardless of fresh meat or air-dried meat, it is grilled directly on the fire or boiled in a pot, and finally put a little salt on it. The fresh meat is okay, it still has the smell of fat when it is cooked, the taste of air-dried meat is really terrible after doing this directly.

Lu Yan tasted it once at Baixu, and since then thanked Bumin.

This time, Shiba Xu gave a piece of dried meat, he thought about it, and planned to make a slate-fried meat.

The meat slices were cut, and a fire was lit under the stone slab. The fire tongue heated the whole stone slab, and the meat slices on the stone slab made a "sizzling" sound, and the rich smell of fried meat slowly diffused.

The scent scented, attracting Xiao Mi.

Lu Er took a piece of meat and saw that the meat had been cooked thoroughly. After blowing it out, he gave it to Mi: "Let’s eat, it may not be as delicious as fresh meat."

Xiao Mi gently bit the piece of meat that was carefully cut by Lu Wei, feeling the burnt fragrance in her mouth. Just now because of the lack of communication with this Asian beast, her dim blue eyes suddenly lit up: Why can this Asian beast Make dried meat so delicious?

-When he used to roast dried meat by himself, it was always woody and fishy. Although it could fill his stomach, it could only fill his stomach. Fortunately, he can easily catch prey, and he usually has fresh meat to eat.

-This Asian beast was made, but it was even more delicious than the fresh beast meat he roasted himself before!

Lu Er watched the kitten eat meat without raising his head, and felt very satisfied. He reached out and gently stroked the hairy back of a handful of mistresses, and said with emotion: "Eat hard, Dad can support you. …I wonder if it can be eaten into a big orange?"

The orange cat is Lu Wei's favorite cat. He likes to feed the cat round and chubby, and it feels best when it is pressed.

Although I don't know what kind of Mi is, the world is very different from the earth, and it is the primitive period. I am afraid that there is a huge gap between the modern breed of the earth.

—Hey, I don’t know if Xiao Mi can feed fat...

Xiao Mi, who is addicted to the barbecue, doesn’t know what his Yaju’s heart is thinking. He only pierced his ears when he heard the strange "Big Orange", only when Lu Ling was talking about the color of Yong-Yong's body. Isn’t it just orange?

While eating, Xiao Mi was still a little disdainful: Yong's small body, he didn't know how many times bigger he was after returning to the prototype!

…

The next day, Lu Wen went to his small vegetable garden first. After daily breeding and cultivation, he cultivated some improved **** with spiritual water. After having lunch in the vegetable garden, he took him to Yong’s tent. .

Along the way, Lu Yan was still wondering if he should also plant some **** on his white beard.

He worked so hard to improve the variety of ginger, but it seemed a pity that he could only do it by himself.

The second day after the injury is an important time to observe whether there is an infection. In this era where there are no anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics, if you are brave enough to get a fever, then Lu Er has nothing to do. He can only do his own fate.

After washing off the **** paste applied yesterday on Yong's wound, Lu Er observed and found that the wound showed no signs of suppuration, only some redness and swelling. These redness and swelling should only be caused by **** stimulation, not infection or inflammation.

After inquiring about Baixu, Lu Wei learned that Yong had a fever in the middle of the night, but he quickly retreated by himself, and now he has returned to normal.

This made Lu Wei sigh that the physical fitness of the orcs in this era is indeed much stronger than that of the humans on earth.

Yong has passed the initial stage when it is most vulnerable to infection, and there should be no problem in keeping his life. The rest will depend on the degree of fracture healing.

Suffering from such a serious injury, Yong kept in the form of a leopard. He looked a little sorrowful when he was lying on the skin of the animal. When Lu Yan asked him whether the wound hurts, he just whispered a "Woo" and motioned to himself. Feel okay.

Lu Er was a little worried, but Bai Xu smiled and explained to him: "Leave him alone, he just wants to see Huawei, Huawei won't come to see him."

When Huawei came to find fault that night, Lu Yan could see that Yong seemed a bit interesting to Huawei, and he was not surprised now. But according to his knowledge, isn't Huawei a pair with the orc called the Horn? Was Yong being a spare tire silently before?

Pointing the white beard to smash the **** and apply the juice on the wound. The stimulation of **** water on the wound made the staggered leopard "wheeze", and the other healthy front paw was scratching restlessly on the skin of the animal, painful. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yin Ren, if you see if there is no infection in two days, you don't need to apply it again." Lu Er comforted him.

Ginger juice actually has a certain stimulating effect on the wound. If it is confirmed that it will not be infected, it is best to not apply ginger.

Lu Er's treatment process is well-organized, and his expression is calm and confident. The feelings of the infection that have caused him to be worried all night have also calmed down, and there is a little more information about the recovery of Yong's injury.

-Don’t say anything else, just say that after Yongzai applied the pungent-smelling paste, the wound did not rot at all, and it was confirmed that Green Ear really had the ability!

After instructing Guoyong not to remove the splint and to be careful in his movements, Lu Er took a piece of fresh meat sent by Baibei out of the tent.

"Isn't Yong injured, where's the fresh meat?" Lu Wei was holding the piece of meat that was obviously just slaughtered, and while teasing the cat cub in his arms, he muttered to himself in doubt.

Xiao Mi glanced at him, avoided the hand that tried to pinch her ears, and yawned uninterestingly: She is courageous, and not as withdrawn as you are. Before other people's troubles would be eager to help, and she was popular in the tribe. Not low, of course someone would be willing to help hunting after being injured.

Lu Lin walked to the front of his tent and suddenly found a person standing there.

At first, Lu Er thought that Huawei was making trouble again, and when he came closer, he turned out to be a strange young man with a cold expression on his face.

He is handsome, with a black bird feather on his head, his naked upper body is painted with many primitive patterns, and his short gray hair is messily tied behind his ears, and he looks like an orc in the tribe.

The orc's indifferent eyes showed a hint of jealousy, and he scanned Lu Er up and down. The gaze projected from the lead-grey eyeballs stopped for a while on the strange little kitten, before he cast it on Lu Er's face again, and said. The voice was low: "How is Yong's injury?"

Lu Lin looked at him for a while, and he always felt that he was a little familiar; when he asked this, Lu Lin remembered that he seemed to have helped carry Yong into the tent yesterday and also found several orcs with wooden splints.

Remember that Baixu called him "Lie"?

"Yong's wound is recovering pretty well, there should be no problem." Lu Yan replied lightly, turning a blind eye to Lie's scrutiny.

After looking at the Asian Beast who hadn't noticed before, Lie was a little surprised to find that this Asian Beast's gaze was gentle and gentle, and he was not afraid of his own gaze at all.

Perhaps by nature, more than one person complained privately that Lie's gaze was a little scary, not to mention the weak sub-beasts, even some timid orcs would be unconsciously afraid of being swept by his gaze.

Lie knows this too, so he has always been alone, and he is more familiar with cooperating hunting with Yong and others.

—Unexpectedly, Lu Er, the Asian beast who doesn’t go out very often and almost avoids everyone, is not afraid of him...

Lie was surprised, the grim expression on his face remained unchanged, and he nodded: "Please take good care of Yong. Tomorrow, I will go out to change salt with important, do you have anything you need?"

Lu Lin was startled slightly, he couldn't figure out the meaning of the orc in front of him.

Lie explained: "When I went to change salt, I heard that other tribes had witch doctors who could heal diseases. They needed all kinds of weird plants. Do you need them to heal Yong's injuries?"

Lu Er understood it and shook his head: "No, you only need enough food and good care for Yong's injuries."

He paused, and suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and asked seriously: "Although it has nothing to do with Yong's injury...I have several plant seeds I want, can you help me find them?"

Lie had some doubts, but he agreed, "You said."

For Lu Erweiyong's treatment of a broken leg, he didn't mind helping out.

The plants that Lu Ling wanted were mainly soybeans, vine potatoes, and corn.

These physics should be the key planting and cultivating objects during the primitive tribe period. Unexpectedly, after Lu Jin came to this world, he did not see their shadows for so long.

There is a rare opportunity for people in the tribe to go out, of course Lu Yan did not want to give up.

Lu Er repeatedly described the appearance and growth habits of several crops. In order to prevent the crops of this world from being in primitive conditions, he also listed the varieties before they were domesticated by humans.

The detailed explanation of the seven or eight kinds of plants made Lie's head dizzy. It was hard to imagine how these things came out of Lu Er's mouth.

The little kitten in Lu Er's arms has become accustomed to the words often spoken by this Asian beast these days. At this time, seeing Lie, who has always been rebellious, is listening carefully with his fingers, a glimmer of happiness flashes in his heart.

—Fortunately, this Asian Beast never let him remember those weird things...

Seeing Lie's stern face in a daze, Lu Yan was a little worried and confirmed again: "Remember? You repeat what I said."

strong:"…"

At the surprised look in Shang Lie’s eyes, Lu Wei was shocked, and realized that when he talked about agronomy, he unknowingly picked up his attitude towards the laboratory students, coughed quickly, and went back to find supplements: "I Just said..."

"Soybeans, yellow-green pods, upright stems, leaves like bird eggs, yellow pilose..."

Before Lu Er could finish speaking, Lie actually repeated what Lu Er had just said while stumbling while thinking about it!

Lu Er was surprised to find out that Lie could remember that after only hearing him say it twice.

Xiao Mi raised her head and saw the unbearable surprised look on Lu Wei's face, and her tail swayed boredly. She felt a little disdain: This sub-beast is too unseen, and the fierce beast is in the form of a wolf. The memory is good. Memorize it—his memory is much stronger than that!

—If it can be changed back...

After confirming that Lie had written it down, Lu Wei said goodbye to Lie contentedly and returned to his tent.

Lie originally wanted to ask a few words about the little beast that looked a little familiar in Lu Er's arms, but his head was filled with descriptions of several crops. He thought about it all the way back, and completely ignored the initial questions. Rear.

In the tent, slowly roasting meat over the fire as usual, Lu Lin chatted with Xiao Mi while turning the beast meat: "Lie looks a little bit close to strangers, I didn't expect it to be quite easy-going."

Xiao Mi yawned lazily: "Mi woo."

—It's just because you are healing for Yong that Lie is kind to you. He didn't even look at you before.

"I thought Lie was a junior, but I didn't expect to memorize everything I said so seriously."

Mi rolled over dissatisfiedly: "Ah."

-Lie has always been like this. It is stubborn to say something awkward. He will never repent if he knows something... He promised to help you find it, of course, he must carefully remember what you said.

"strong…"

Xiao Mi couldn't help it anymore, stood up "噌", paced in front of Lu Yan, raised her hairy head, her blue pupils were filled with irritability and anger, and there was a hint of reluctance.

—I’ve been listening to you "Lie" coming and going "Lie" all night. Why are you so concerned about other orcs?

-He can do everything Lie can do!

At this moment, Xiao Mi completely forgot about the gloat that she had to remember so much to Lie in the beginning.

Lu Yan lowered his head and happened to meet Mi's round pupils. He keenly felt that his kitten was a little unhappy, but both hands were roasting meat and couldn't make it, so he stretched out his feet and gently scratched the cat's softness. White belly: "Mi, why aren't you happy today?"

Mi’s pupils suddenly dilated, and she felt the sensation of her soft foot rubbing against her belly, and occasionally she touched her toe...

"Miwoo!"