Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Unfortunately, there is no color." Nanfeng sighed softly, tilted his head, and said, "I remember that the sap of some plants can be dyed. Can they be used for painting?"

immediately.

Qing He, who was buried in painting, suddenly raised her head, looking at Nan Feng in surprise.

"Nanfeng, what did you just say?"

Nan Feng froze and smiled.

"I didn't say anything just now, you heard it wrong." Nan Feng shook his head and said quickly.

Chang Xia rolled his eyes, glared at Nanfeng, and explained: "Qinghe, don't worry, Nanfeng just said that there are plant juices that can be dyed, so he thought about using these plant juices to paint, and then he could paint. However, this should not Simple. Plant sap will fade directly after drying, and it is not easy to preserve."

There is non-fading plant sap, but too little.

It is not an easy task to collect them and use them for painting.

Nanfeng shrugged and laughed.

After she finished talking just now, she thought that the plant juice would fade as soon as it dried, Qing He asked, but she didn't dare to say it, because she was afraid that Qing He would be even more disappointed when she was happy.

When orcs go into the forest to pick, they often get their clothes stained with plant juice, or rubbed on their bodies or hands. Colorful and dirty.

However, most of these plant juices disappear after washing.

Occasionally stained on animal skin, it will fade after a period of time, making it difficult to preserve.

"Let me think about it—" Qing He said.

She put down the pen and paper and stopped drawing.

The painted Xiaohechuan canal map was taken away by the south wind, and I held it in my hand to admire with Chang Xia and the others. Qing He pondered how to paint with plant juice.

pity.

When she returned to the White Lake Ferry, she still found nothing.

Qinghe was not in a hurry, and felt that preparing slowly, if one kind of plant juice is not enough, then blend two or three or more plant juices together to reconcile.

Thinking about it, the depression between Qing He's brows dissipated.

Kaixin stepped off the raft and helped Changxia carry the rattan basket.

The things of the tribe will be moved directly into the tribe warehouse with the help of the tribe. The rattan baskets on Chang Xia's raft were going to be moved to the underground warehouse, after all, her cellar was already full.

"Chang Xia, do you want to take some back to the cave?"

"I have picked out all the ones that I want to take back to the tribe, and they are all in the two rattan baskets next to me. For the rest, please help move them to the underground warehouse!"

Chang Xia responded.

Beside her, there were three rattan baskets.

There are all kinds of sun-dried seafood, as well as milk candies, mints and some fruit candies. The fruit candies are made from wild fruits from Weishan Holy Land, and there are not many of them.

Although not many,

After it was done, some of them were sent back to the tribe for the elders and cubs of the tribe to eat sweetly. After eating milk and fruit candy, this fruit candy quickly became the favorite of the beast cubs, and even the fragrant milk candy took a back seat for the time being.

It is enough to see.

How attractive is the milk fruit candy.

"Chang Xia, welcome home!" Da Lai waved with a smile, and he toured the White Lake commercial area all day with a smile on his face. Recently, Chang Xia went to Wuhai, but did not go to the shooting range to practice archery. Elder Dalai felt that the White Lake was too quiet. Every time a clansman came back from the Sea of ​​Fog, Elder Dalai would come to the White Lake Ferry to have a look.

this time.

It was obviously night, but Elder Dalai heard movement.

Came from the shooting range as usual, and he was not disappointed.

Chang Xia really came back from the sea of ​​fog.

Immediately, Elder Dalai was very happy. He waved his hand and greeted Chang Xia loudly.

"Elder Dalai, you haven't slept so late?" Chang Xia was overjoyed.

He trotted towards Elder Dalai, untied the medicine pouch at his waist, took out a piece of milk and fruit candy from it, and handed it over, saying, "Elder Dalai, try it quickly, this is a newly made fruit candy, very sweet Yo!"

"Hmm! It's very sweet." Dalai took the milk and fruit candy and happily ate it into his mouth.

He had eaten fruit candies brought back by his tribe before, but he thought that those fruit candies were not as sweet as the one Chang Xia handed him.

"Elder Dalai."

"Elder Dalai."

Soon, Nanfeng and other orcs stepped forward to say hello.

Among the many elders in the tribe, the elder Dalai was the most kind and he often fought with Nanfeng and the others. He had no temper and was really approachable.

"Haha!" Dalai laughed and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

He didn't stay at the White Lake Ferry for long, he helped carry the rattan basket and headed for the underground warehouse. obviously

With one leg limping, Elder Dalai's speed is not affected at all, and he can even be said to be walking like flying.

No wonder a broken leg can still become an elder.

Elder Dalai is truly immeasurable.

Shaoqing.

Nanfeng and the others sent their things to Changxia's house, and then they separated and went back to the cave.

Drive at night, at a slightly slower speed.

When the work is done, it's almost midnight.

Yawning, Chang Xia went into the kitchen to light a fire and boil water. After the cold season, the nights are a little cold, and in the long summer, I dare not take the trouble of washing in cold water, but boil hot water in a proper manner.

The power given by the Beast Totem, coupled with the increase in the ability of the Long Xia bloodline.

Chang Xia's body gradually returned to normal, but it was a dream to want to be like Nan Feng and the others. After all, different races have different starting points. Chang Xia wants to have the physique of the leopard clan unless he is reincarnated in the next life.

However, Chang Xia is not greedy.

As long as you're healthy, you're fine.

Otherwise, she didn't force it.

After all, the tribe doesn't need her to go hunting and gathering in the forest.

If you want to go hunting and picking in the forest, you can go with Shen Rong Nanfeng and the others.

Start a fire and add water to the stone pot on the stove.

It's business as usual at home.

There should be people from the clan coming over to help clean up from time to time, just like when Chang Xia left. Even, it was cleaner than when Chang Xia was at home.

He went into the bedroom with the light grass in his hand, and put on a new long coat and trousers.

Without cotton, the idea of ​​sewing cotton clothes can only run aground. There are animal skins, so I don't worry about heating. After all, Chang Xia doesn't want to sew catkins to Kirab. Catkins don't keep warm, and sewing is a waste of time.

When the hot water was ready, Chang Xia carried the water into the bathroom.

This long summer didn't waste time taking a leisurely bath.

Just scrub it, thinking, should I take a shower?

However, the shower is comfortable to clean in the warm season, and it is more comfortable to take a bath in the cold season.

Speaking of taking a bath, Chang Xia thought of the hot spring canyon in the Holy Land of Weishan. If you live in the Weishan Waterfall or the Sea of ​​Fog, you can take a bath in the hot spring valley of the Weishan Holy Land when you have time, especially when it snows, enjoying the snow while taking a bath, it is really comfortable.

showered.

Chang Xia yawned and went back to his room.

A little hungry, but too lazy to go into the kitchen to get something to eat.

Simply wait until you wake up.

Walking into the bedroom, Chang Xia looked at the animal skin quilt on the kang bed, thought for a while, opened the closet, took out a thicker animal skin quilt, and put it on the bed. The thin ones were put away directly and put aside after washing and drying in the sun. Put it in the closet.

"Ah! It's still comfortable at home."

Chang Xia hissed lightly, writhing and rolling on the kang bed.

Rolled over, rolled up the animal skin quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

In her sleep, she seemed to see Shen Rong. He was riding on Yumianker, accompanied by a handsome male. This male was very strange, and his skin color was not the same as that of the orcs. The ears are thin and pointed, which is different from that of the brood tribe.

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