Reflect the world

Chapter 119 Talent Skill Points of the Foodie Empire
Thinking of the wide open space around the tribe, Tang Xuanming felt a little awkward. As a member of the foodie empire, even if he lived in the city, he still had to buy some soil, a flowerpot, and some green plants.

I even plant some peppers and tomatoes. Looking at the open space around the tribe is really uncomfortable, and I always want to plant something.

It can only be said that the talent and skill points of the big foodie empire are all focused on farming, not focusing on things, and always feel uncomfortable all over.

The Antarctic expedition team has produced dishes that can serve hot pot. Can't grow anything in such a fertile land?Tang Xuanming doesn't believe it?

The tribe is at the edge of the dense forest. The dead branches and leaves are piled up and decayed day after day, year after year, making the land there fertile, but no one has ever planted anything on it. The warriors in the tribe seem to never think about it. past this question.

Tang Xuanming didn't see any edible plants around the tribe. Most of the plant fruits in the tribe were collected by women and children in safe areas around the tribe. They didn't seem to realize that they could be planted.

There is nothing wrong with boasting about this place with the phrase of boasting about the fertile land in the Northeast—the land here can sprout even if you put a chopstick in it.

It's a bit exaggerated, but it's really fat and oily, and it's the most suitable place for planting.

In Tang Xuanming's view, it is really not worth the candle to let such fertile land not be cultivated, but to venture into the wild for dangerous hunting.

But this can also be seen from another aspect of the lack of agriculture in the world.

"The only question is, do you know if there are any plants like rice and wheat around the tribe?"

"Are you still thinking about ginseng? I don't know about this herb, but the witch doctor in the tribe must know it. You can ask him when you go back."

Pihu was very concerned about Tang Xuanming's condition, seeing Tang Xuanming distracted, he thought he was thinking about ginseng, so he added a word of concern.

For the tribe, having a witch doctor who can treat the emergency of death is definitely a supreme treasure, which can make them desperately protect it.

In the absence of corresponding medical treatment, a man stronger than Hei Linma may die of pain under the torture of illness.

The witch doctor is extremely authoritative to the tribe, it can even be said to be second only to the patriarch and the hunting captain.

"Witch doctor?"

Tang Xuanming's eyes lit up, and he knew the solution. The witch doctor in the tribe would definitely collect all kinds of vegetation. As long as he asked the witch doctor, many problems could be solved easily.

The process of returning to the tribe did not encounter many hardships. Except for a few beasts with a keen sense of smell that were killed by everyone and carried on their backs as harvests, some people did not encounter too much danger.

Tang Xuanming's first hunt was completed in this way. When they saw the familiar wall of the tribe, all the hunters couldn't help but let out a cheer.

This time the hunt only took three days, but everyone took a trip on the verge of life and death.

A roar from the mighty and terrifying sapphire elephant can annihilate their entire army. Facing the herd of black horses, if any of them can't hold on and the formation breaks, they will all die as well.

If he hesitated when capturing the black-scaled horse, and fell into the encirclement of the howling moon demon wolf, it would be another terrible battle, and no one was sure how many people would get out alive.

But now, they came back intact, and none of them died in the wilderness.

The first-time hunters successfully complete the baptism, and the adult hunters bring back their kill, enough to keep the tribe alive until the next year.

The tribe has survived this life and death nirvana, but this is destined not to be the last time, but the daily life of the tribe living in the wilderness.

As long as the people in the tribe still maintain the life of hunting and gathering, strong hunters need to go out for adventures and dance on the tip of the knife again and again.

……

boom!
The prey hit the ground with a dull echo.

The children in the tribe happily ran to the lifeless Helinma, picked up their buttocks and pulled off a scale, and fell on their backs.

The older child didn't care, instead he giggled and held up the scale like his trophy, winning the envious eyes of a group of children.

The older teenagers carried bone knives and helped the hunter and the woman cut up the prey. The meat needed to be processed as soon as possible, otherwise it would rot soon.

With the strong physique of the tribe, they are born with steel-like stomachs, and they can still eat after the prey has spoiled.

But that taste is not pleasant, and when normal food is available, no one wants to try it.

Pihu and Tang Xuanming did not participate in dividing the prey, they went to the tribal witch doctor together.

"Ginseng? What is that?"

The witch doctor's arm thicker than Tang Xuanming's thigh made his eyelids twitch. In his impression, the witch doctor should not be skinny and bony, wearing a necklace made of skulls, and holding a pile of messy things. The name of the herb?

Now this witch doctor is simply subverting people's imagination. His strong pectoralis major muscles can make pair A die of shame. The corners of Tang Xuanming's mouth twitched and he asked, "Are there any edible plant seeds?"

Because Paihu brought Tang Xuanming here, the witch doctor didn't have any incomprehension or disdainful expressions, and rummaged through the messy medicinal materials on the stone table.

It was the pile of herbs that made Tang Xuanming feel that he was still a witch doctor, but the corners of Tang Xuanming's mouth couldn't help twitching seeing the witch doctor's brutal methods and the herbs flying up and down.

It took a long time for the witch doctor to find out a handful of Hei Qiuqiu's seeds, and put them in front of Tang Xuanming's eyes. Compared with his sandbag-sized fist, the seeds in his hands are always overlooked by people.

"What do you do with the seeds of these plants? Can they heal the wounds of the tribe?"

Pihu was a little puzzled, Tang Xuanming carefully put the group of seeds in his hand and looked at them one by one.

Seeing shriveled or damaged seeds, I couldn't help but feel distressed for a while, but I left Pihu aside.

Hearing Pihu's question, he answered cheerfully.

"Not only can heal their injuries, but it can even prevent them from being injured in the future. This is a treasure, but it's a pity that you have ignored it."

"What kind of seed is this? Do you know?"

The latter sentence was for the witch doctor. The wild and sturdy witch doctor pulled out a white bone stick as thick as Tang Xuanming's arm from the pile of herbs, and he stuck it in his hand like a staff.

He tidied up his clothes to make him look a little more formal, although his muscles that seemed to tear through the animal skin made him look like an orc carrying a totem pole rather than a witch doctor.

"You are a witch doctor, and the knowledge of medicine is unfathomable. If someone in the tribe is cured of a disease? I will use this staff to pierce a few holes in your body."

The bone stick was pounded heavily on the ground, and the dust fell down, covering the whole room, demonstrating the powerful and abundant power of this "witch doctor".

(End of this chapter)