Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

The root patriarch covered the twitching corner of his mouth.

Is the familiar face-changing speed of Elder Yami serious?

Daringly, if he didn't bring Chang Xia with him, what awaited him would be scolding and beatings, right? There is no love in the world, and my heart aches.

"Chang Xia, are you here early in the morning for something?" Yami pulled Chang Xia into the house, ignoring the root patriarch next to him.

Chang Xia seldom approached the tribal elders on his own initiative.

Today, it is rare for Chang Xia to come home, and Elder Yami is very happy.

"Elder Yami, can't you see that I'm sticking to such a big man?" Gen rolled his eyes and told Elder Yami about the ice cellar in detail.

I'm not stupid, I know that the ice cellar is a good thing.

"Where do you want to build an ice cellar?" Yami asked.

The root patriarch glanced at Chang Xia and said, "Near the tribal warehouse."

Elder Yami pondered, did not refuse, did not nod. Silently thinking about which location near the tribe's warehouse is suitable for digging and building an ice cellar. The ice cellar is naturally used to store ice cubes, and the location is particularly critical.

so far.

There are several warehouses in the Heluo Tribe, and Chang Xia knows a little about them.

Except for the tribal elders and patriarchs, the other tribes also know little about their own tribe's warehouse. Half of the tribal warehouse is on the bright side, and the other half is hidden in the dark. The warehouse in the dark is generally not activated unless it is an emergency.

"Okay, you decide on the location as soon as possible. While it's snowing, store the ice cubes as soon as possible." Yami thought for a while and agreed with the location chosen by the root patriarch. After finishing speaking, she suddenly remembered the fish from last night, and asked, "Have all the fish in the tribe been cleaned up?"

The root patriarch nodded naturally.

Next to him, Chang Xia had a distorted expression.

Seeing this, Yami asked: "Chang Xia, haven't you handled your fresh fish properly?"

"I caught half a basket of fresh fish in Baihe yesterday, and the shaman helped to deal with it quickly in the afternoon. I don't know that the tribe is very enthusiastic. This morning, Shen Rong got up to clear the snow and found a mountain of fish in front of the courtyard... "

What Chang Xia said was calm and breezy.

Elder Yami and Chief Gen had grim and distorted expressions.

A mountain of fish.

It is conceivable that all members of the tribe must be involved in this matter.

"Wu and Shen Rong asked me how to preserve the fish mountain, and I suddenly thought of the ice cellar."

Come on, the origin of the ice cellar is also clear.

"In the cold season, frozen fish can't be made into smoked fish or salted fish." Chang Xia had a headache.

He raised his head and looked at Elder Yami and Chief Gen.

Gen waved his hands and said helplessly, "Don't look at me, my cave dwelling was stuffed with more than 20 fresh fish by the south wind. Last night, I worked until midnight to deal with those fish."

"..." Elder Yami didn't make a sound, silently pointing to a corner of the cave courtyard.

I saw that there were twenty or thirty frozen fish piled there.

Obviously, every household in the tribe has a lot of frozen fish. These fish are either processed or untreated.

"Yesterday, how many fresh fish did Nanfeng and the others catch?"

Chang Xia resisted the desire to complain,

Covering his face and holding his forehead, he once again regretted not picking up the ice to catch fish.

"It's okay, let's leave it for now." Gen said: "When the orcs from other orc tribes come over, just give them the frozen fish as meat."

So far, the Heluo Tribe has done the work of digging ice to catch fish.

Other orc tribes probably don't know how to catch fish in this way.

"The Snake Mountain Tribe built a road leading to the Silver Beach. I'm afraid that the Snake Clan will go to the Silver Beach to fish. Unlike lakes and rivers, sea water will not freeze." Chang Xia said silently.

heard the words.

Elder Yami and Patriarch Gen froze for a moment.

The Snake Mountain Tribe, probably probably not!

"Let's dig a few more ice cellars—" Gen said calmly.

He thinks it is better not to contact the Snake Mountain tribe, because of the character of the Snake Clan leader, she will do what she is told not to do.

The ice cellar has been dug a lot, no matter how many fish it can hold, it should be!

After all, the ice cellar is used to hold ice, and to store frozen fish, that's just incidental.

Elder Yami waved his hand, urging Gen to inform the tribe quickly, and let them start digging the ice cellar immediately. In the cold season, the soil is frozen and hard to dig. However, this is not too difficult for orcs.

Taking advantage of the leisure time of the clansmen in the cold season, dig the ice cellar as soon as possible.

Then dig the ice by hand and send the ice to the ice cellar for storage.

Soon, Patriarch Gen led Chang Xia away from Elder Yami's house. In order to save time, Patriarch Gen directly blew the horn.

In the early morning, the clansmen opened the doors one after another.

Run towards the tribal square.

"Patriarch, is there something wrong with you blowing the horn?"

"If it's okay, I plan to go to the Woye Cuju Field to play cuju, and I will go into the forest to try the snow hunting that Chang Xia said."

Chiseling ice to catch fish must be slow.

The frozen fish at home can't be finished in ten days and a half.

While speaking, some clansmen saw Chang Xia standing beside Patriarch Gen. Carefully hiding behind, an unnatural embarrassment appeared on his face.

Obviously, the fish mountain in front of Changxia's courtyard.

Inseparable from their relationship.

"Quiet." Patriarch Gen waved his hand, signaling the tribe to be quiet.

First of all, he talked about the Yushan in front of Changxia's courtyard. The warning swept across the serious faces of the clansmen before mentioning the ice cellar.

Chang Xia covered her mouth and snickered.

When Patriarch Gen mentioned Yushan just now, the expressions on the faces of the tribe members were colorful, it was really interesting!

However, as the root patriarch talked about the ice cellar.

The embarrassment on the faces of the clansmen faded away, and soon became excited.

For the tribesmen who are used to being busy, the leisure in the cold season makes them feel that they have nothing to do and are quite boring. As soon as Patriarch Gen mentioned the ice cellar, they immediately knew that they had something to do.

Without further ado.

"Patriarch, where is the ice cellar dug?"

"Dig a few more, let's dig a few more in the ice cellar! It's hard to find ice in the warm season, so store more in the cold season. I want to drink two more cups of iced milk tea in the warm season."

"I'd like some iced mint tea—"

When it comes to food, the people of the tribe are even more energetic.

There was no need to be mobilized by the patriarch, and the clansmen agreed to dig ice cellars one after another. That positive energy made Chang Xia's scalp tingle.

In the cold season, it is quite cold.

Seeing the excited expressions of the clansmen, she thought she wasn't cold at all?

"Chang Xia, can the ice cellar be dug near the cave?" Nanfeng asked secretly, if it could be dug near the cave, it would be much easier to store ice.

Chang Xia shook his head lightly, and said, "An ice cellar is different from a cellar. It is best to find a cool place to dig and build. At the same time, try to dig as far and deep as possible."

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng understood that the desire to save trouble was useless.

Beside, Fengye Nuanchun and other orcs rushed over, all showing regretful expressions.

Seeing that all the orcs were there, Chang Xia squinted his eyes at Nan Feng and the others, and said, "Nan Feng, do you know what's going on with the fish mountain in front of my courtyard?"

"I don't know." Nan Feng quickly shook his head.

The maple leaves whistled in unison in Nuanchun, looking at the sky and the earth, but they dared not look at Changxia.

see.

There is nothing Chang Xia doesn't understand.

"I remember I reminded you yesterday, how did you answer me?" Changxia Yince stared at Nanfeng and other orcs, and complained: "I won't be able to eat up that pile of fish in the spring of next year. What do you think?"

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