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Chapter 32 Didn't you agree to have a menstrual event once a year?

"Yeah." Nodding indifferently, Su Cha went about her business as usual, and left after noticing anything unusual.

But Su Cha didn't go home directly, but went to the patriarch's residence.

Seeing Su Cha's arrival, the patriarch welcomed her very much, and even entertained her with fruit prepared for his own female.

"Su Cha, what's the matter here?" the patriarch asked.

"The salt that has been extracted in the past few days is stored separately. I want to check it." Su Cha directly stated the purpose of his visit.

When the patriarch heard that it was about the fine salt, he couldn't help becoming nervous: "Is there something wrong with the fine salt?"

Su Cha gave the patriarch a reassuring smile: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a random check on a regular basis, I'm afraid the quality won't pass."

Only then did the year of the tiger feel relieved, and quickly said that there was no problem, and praised Su Cha for being thoughtful and thoughtful.

Seeing a group of old orcs flattering a newly grown orc, Su Cha felt that the scene was a bit awkward, and twitched his mouth: "Clan chief, just say what you have to say."

The Year of the Tiger was debunked, so he laughed twice: "It seems that nothing can be hidden from you."

"Not long ago, Bai Jiaojiao gave some dried meat to my female, and I ate some by accident. It tastes very good. I heard Bai Jiaojiao said that you made it. It can be kept for a long time, right?"

Su Cha understood that half of the wild boar Cangyuan brought back was big, so she roasted part of it into jerky and distributed some to Bai Jiaojiao and Yang Ying.

I also know that Bai Jiaojiao gave it away when she went out to gossip, and she must have given away not only the patriarch's female Hulan.

"It's me." Su Cha admitted generously.

"Su Cha, how long can you keep this kind of jerky?" The Year of the Tiger continued to ask.

"2.3 months." Su Cha said a safe number.

When the Year of the Tiger heard this, his eyes suddenly became eager, and he cautiously said to Su Cha:

"Su Cha, can you teach the orcs of our tribe the method of making jerky? Every year, the cold and rainy seasons are the most difficult to hunt, but the meat is not preserved for a long time, which will cause many orcs to starve to death. If they can be made into jerky for preservation Come down, then there won't be so many orcs starving to death."

After speaking, I still did not forget to promise: "Don't worry, we will never learn in vain. If you have any conditions, you can ask me to discuss with the elders."

It's not like they haven't tried drying the meat before, and preparing to cook it in winter, but they often get worms and a foul smell after a few days, which is only a few days longer than ordinary fresh meat.

For some reason, he just believed that the jerky made by Su Cha could be stored for a long time without stink and bugs.

Su Cha really felt ashamed of the Year of the Tiger's dedication to the tribe. Thinking that this was not an important matter, he simply said:

"You can teach me, but the conditions are not necessary. However, it takes a lot of salt to make jerky. The more salt, the longer it will be preserved. Not every orc can afford it. For example, an adult wild boar requires a lot of salt. All of them are made into jerky, and the most salt-saving way requires a whole barrel of salt."

The patriarch didn't expect such a waste of salt, a barrel of salt would be enough for a male orc to live frugally for three months, and a wild boar would definitely not last for half a month if it was not damaged.

Although they don't lack salt, every orc can't distribute a lot of salt. After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"Do you think this will work? You can try to teach a few orcs first, and I will tell everyone who wants to learn to find these orcs to learn by themselves. We will not give them extra money if they want to do it. Let them do it themselves." Spend beast coins to buy salt to make."

"Sure, you can arrange it, Patriarch." Su Cha readily agreed.

Then they chatted with Su Cha for a while. Seeing how shrewd the patriarch was still wanting to talk, Su Cha had to take out the cane sugar that he had boiled earlier and give him a taste.

The patriarch ate it full of praise, and like an old child, he deliberately left two candies and said that he would give Hulan a taste.

Su Cha shook her head, and finally agreed to give him some sugar next time and ask him to take it to Jin Zhen of the Golden Leopard Clan. If the price is right, she will teach other orcs to give birth like salt, and she will wait for the share.

Before leaving, the patriarch specially brought two pieces of white cloth from the warehouse to Su Cha. Although the texture was not as delicate as the silk she wore in her previous life, it was better in this animal world.

The patriarch can really be a man.

The orcs in the tribe don't know how to weave. All the clothes are either animal skins or bought from other places.

Only the orcs in the central city can weave cloth, and all the cloth on the market is sold from there, and the price is very expensive. Just a suit of the worst coarse cloth skirt costs five or six hundred beast coins.

Su Cha also learned some basic knowledge when organizing in her previous life, and she also knew a little about the principle of weaving. After thinking about it, she decided to give up telling the patriarch about this idea. It's fine to touch the witch doctor's small cake, so don't do it now. The mysterious big cake of Central City.

After all, even the heroine only knows a little about Central City, and only knows that Central City was founded by an ape orc who lived for hundreds of years.

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When Cang Yuan came back in the afternoon, he saw Su Cha basking in the sun on the swing and falling asleep as usual.

Su Cha felt more and more like a cat clan female.

Cleaned the portioned meat and put it aside, smelling the aroma of the remaining food in the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and sure enough there was hot food.

The words of that stupid and talkative bear man couldn't help but rang in his mind, and he touched the few little red fruits in his pocket.

Sensing someone blocking his sunlight, Su Cha half-opened his eyes, confused.

Suddenly a hand stretched out, "This is for you."

Su Cha stretched out her soft little hand to grab those pearl persimmons from Cang Yuan's big hand, and said in a waxy voice, "Thank you."

The warm touch from the palm of his hand made Cang Yuan quickly withdraw his hand the first time Su Cha grabbed the persimmon, and took half a step back.

Su Cha held the persimmon in her fair little hands and placed it on her chest, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

Isn't it said that females will be happy when they receive it?This is the same reaction as sleepwalking. Do you like it or not?

Sure enough, what the stupid bear said couldn't be completely believed.

Cang Yuan ate, washed the dishes, and cleaned up the lychee skins that Su Cha had peeled in the yard before going out.

But Su Cha, who had been sleeping soundly, frowned at this time, as if she had fallen into a nightmare. In the dream, she returned to the two years when she was on mission in the North Pole. Pain, that year, she was only 13 years old.

A warm feeling ran across his lower body, and Su Cha was no longer familiar with this feeling.

Hold the grass!official holiday! !coming! !

Su Cha sat up abruptly, stared at the little persimmon in his hand for a moment, then directly received the space, and hurried to his room.

Didn't you agree to have a monthly event once a year?

If she remembers correctly, the original owner just fell in love when she and Cang Yuan were lying on the same bed last time, so less than half a year has passed!

(End of this chapter)