Wolf King

Tauren people already have a rough concept of water conservancy. They live in the highland of the upper triangle of the river channel. They dig up and down the two channels to draw the water in the channel to the fields and tribes for irrigation. They also use the pond to store water.

The lower part of the tribe facing south, the entire southwest and southeast less than two kilometers away are large swamp woodlands, and more southward, the strange and strange terrain washed out by the rushing water of the earth river that nourishes the entire southern grassland forms a glance Less than the marginal river bank beach, whenever the weather gets warmer, there will be a large number of migratory birds perched on the vast beach-this magnificent beach may become the bottom of the river in a flooded summer day, and the soft mud Underneath, there may be a deep pool of groundwater that has existed for thousands of years and is a place where tauren dare not dare to get close.

The swamp surrounded by woodland is far more dangerous than the flooding mud outside the Snow Werewolf tribe, which is used by Tauren as a natural barrier. When Xiao Yun took Qin and a group of Tauren women to the mud to fetch mud, Saladin's wife Qin smiled and held Xiao Yun, gently and resolutely not allowing Xiao Yun to approach the swamp half a step.

Tauren women can indeed be called gentle. Although their bodies are particularly expensive, their skin is thick and tough like cowhide, and their appearance is terrifying...but compared to the females of the Snow Werewolf, they are indeed very smart. Delicate, female-specific maternal brilliance, and thick fingers are also quite flexible-Tauren's sackcloth is woven by itself. Every adult Tauren female has the skills of weaving, and all hemp yarns are grasped.

In addition, the females of Tauren are particularly strong and powerful...they can do everything male can do, and they are more patient than males.

Dig up the hard surface of the frozen soil at a distance of more than ten meters from the swamp, obtain the mellow black mud that hasn't been fermented for many years, mix it with the loess dug in the field, and add wheat straw and straw (Bullhead wheat) Also plant rice), mix with water, step out of the air in the soil, step on the soil very delicately, and then fall into a wooden brick mold to form, pour out, and dry in an open place.

While waiting for the mud bricks to dry, Xiao Yun taught the piano and the tauren women under her hand how to choose the place to build the house, dig the foundation, how to mix the soil and cement, and how to use auxiliary lines to ensure that the mud brick wall was straight. The process of communication is easier than teaching the grass and Dahe. Although it hurts self-esteem, the Tauren’s IQ seems to be higher than the snow werewolf... This is also impossible. People have already entered the farming civilization, and the farming civilization is relatively nomadic. Civilization needs planning more. If Hu comes to give up treatment, he will starve to death.

Because the general tonnage of Tauren is more exaggerated than that of Tauren, women’s weight is all above 120KG, and men’s tonnage is no more than 150KG. The mud brick barrier can’t stand their scourge, Xiao Yun taught them How to use mud bricks to build a fireplace indoors-the area where the Tauren live is more abundant, the woodland is in a piece, and the problem of fuel is not worrying about, so it is not as provincial as the snow werewolf.

A model house built with mud brick walls, complete doors and windows with a fireplace (this time Xiao Yun remembers to add a chimney), a roof made of wooden boards and straw, and the entire Tauren tribe was sensational...

The mud brick house is more warm than the wooden house. After the fire in the fireplace increases the indoor temperature, run to see the lively tauren, young and old, and constantly walk back and forth indoors and outdoors, feeling the difference in temperature inside and outside the house. His face is hung with a very ferocious expression of excitement, many people are playing the piano on the spot, hoping to learn the technique of building this mud brick house, Ding Dianer does not dislike the more unbearable appearance of the mud brick house-so-called full of romantic interest The beautiful wooden house is cold in winter and hot in summer, and everyone who has lived knows what is going on.

Xiao Yun was arched by the Tauren people with the buttocks to the outermost. At first, he was worried that the Tauren would rise up and collide with the walls that were not yet dry, and climbed on the shoulders of the horns. Before letting go.

"It's still good for tauren." Xiao Yun sighed again when he came down from the horns...if he wears a tribe of tauren, then how much has to be saved.

The horns looked at him with a smirk: "Ayun, you are so powerful that you can teach tauren to build a house. Previously tauren taught us to grow beans, we have not taught tauren yet."

Xiao Yun looked lovingly at the horn for three seconds, and raised his hand to pat his sturdy arm: "OK... I can't leave you anymore."

Horns: "??"

At this time, Saladin used his **** to arch the three layers of the outside and the three layers of the onlookers, and squeezed out a slit out of the crowd. When he saw Xiao Yun, he rushed over and spread his arms--

"—— Lying!" Xiao Yun's instinct was wrong, and he stepped out and tried to escape.

Although it was still warm, Saladin's thick and long arms caught him casually, and he hugged him like a hug doll, and the big fan-like hand hit his shoulders and back, bang, bang A series of muffled sounds...

"Bull, horn--" Xiao Yun struggled to reach out to the clan for help.

The horns smiled proudly with his proud expression, standing on his hips and smiling, showing him two rows of big white teeth with canine teeth.

"Grass Mud Horse--" Xiao Yun spit out an old blood, and did not know whether it was **** or shot for Saladin.

Xiao Yun was almost beaten up before Saladin let go of his hand to spare his dog's life, grabbed Xiao Yun's shoulder with his thick slap, and patted his chest with the other hand: "Ayun, you are our Tauren forever Friend." After a few days of rest, the elder's language skills seemed to be restored.

"..." Xiao Yun spit out a half-bleed weakly, brother, when your friend is really a dangerous job.

There are three major items of clothing, food, and housing for the prairie people. Xiao Yun and the Tauren changed the ironware and solved the problem of the Tauren's living in one fell swoop, and properly won the friendship of the Tauren... the fire-pit burning in the wooden house Dig a pit and burn it on fire) The risk of fire is great. The tauren tried to dig a few hundred meters of deep water canal to lead the water in the river to the tribe because of the painful experience of fire caused by the fire; the warmer mud A brick house and a fireplace that can safely make a fire don't improve the tauren's experience in living.

Then, Qin also processed the mud brick house... She put another layer of wood on the inside and outside of the wall, and the beauty is also there-the wall with only one layer of soil and cement is indeed a bit ugly, anyway, the Tauren does not lack wood. There is no shortage of tools for processing wood, and you can pursue visual enjoyment.

Xiao Yun, who has become a guest of Tauren and is more popular than his own family, is still facing the problem of continuing to rely on Tauren to eat and drink... Qingyan has not returned.

But there are really few options that can be released in terms of technical exchanges. Tauren have experience in breeding and selection, and they know how to dig swamp black mud and tidal mud on the river bank to fertilize the fields. The food they grow not only feeds the whole family. More than a hundred mouthfuls of big stomachs, and from time to time can support the tribes next to the autumn wind tribe and the underground world residents who beg from time to time...unless Xiao Yun can dig a fertilizer mine or bury his head in the tauren to study natural pesticides, Otherwise, it really can not help in farming.

Thoughts come and go, Xiao Yun put his eyes on the tauren's diet.

Thanks to the awareness of maintaining water conservancy, tauren can cultivate rice and wheat as staple food, but in terms of eating, tauren seem to be less particular... they eat wheat mixed with a small amount of rice, and Maifan, a modern person, regards it as a food for keeping healthy grains. It's so bad! Throat stuck in the neck, whoever eats knows!

Tauren also have a mill made of two pieces of stone, and they can make pasta...but what kind of pasta is this? It is wheat flour with wheat bran and water to knead a dead cake, and then baked and eaten...

......There may be Jing Jing to indicate the health of the natural dead cake, but if you turn the Jing Jing off and let Ya eat the dead cake three times a day, Ya will definitely call the police.

Xiao Yun didn't have time to slowly figure out the technique for the Tauren to make a water mill to produce refined wheat flour. Teaching the Tauren to make fermented pasta was simple and effortless. During the building of the mud brick house, he took a clay pot and filled the cheese Dry out the yeast stock solution, ask the piano for wheat flour, knead the yeast stock solution and knead the yeast into small balls. Now, it is necessary to spend a few more days to see the effectiveness of these yeasts.

The mud brick house that was built had to be left completely dry for a few days before being put into use. Qin and Saladin still lived in the original wooden houses. Xiao Yun came to the house with yeast and said that when he wanted to instruct Qin to make better pasta, Qin once again showed the vicious and shocked expression that everyone knows...

...Uh, it's true, the Snow Werewolves are famous for not picking and eating anything, and the food culture is infinitely close to zero. It is no wonder that the tauren who boasted of "the prairie foodie" was shocked...

Xiao Yun is no nonsense. He teaches the piano how to take yeast yeast dough and wood to make a square steamer that can be placed on a clay pot to steam pasta, and then steams a pot of fluffy pasta...

On the earth, the Chinese are the earliest and longest people to use steam to cook food. In the Song Dynasty, mature steamed pasta snacks were sold on the street. In the Western world, until the modern time, pasta was baked in the oven. Many modern shepherd dogs criticize steamed food for raising roasted food, but the real problem is... The superiority of steamed pasta is not comparable to roasted pasta. In the era of backward medical conditions, high-temperature steam is completely sterilized. On the scones, it was defeated.

After eating dead pancakes baked for years, the expression on the face changed when I squeezed the soft steamed pancakes. When I sighed and bitten the steamed pancakes, the expression on the piano's face was more wonderful-

Modern people mentioned that a problem that is easy to ignore when crossing is dental health. Why is it difficult for ancient civilians to produce adult beauties, because civilians eat food that is relatively rough and hurt their teeth, and the teeth have been worn seriously for a long time, and the facial jaws Definitely deformed... No matter how beautiful the natural beauty is, it can't beat the big and small faces, right?

In the backward era when there was no dentist, your teeth were rotten and there was absolutely no place for you to do root management therapy, that is to say, you must either find a way to remove the insect teeth, or you can only suffer...

Prairie tribes have the same dilemma. No matter how healthy the snow werewolf and tauren can use their strong physique to save a rotten tooth, especially the tauren who depend on high starch and high sugar vegetarian diet, let alone the elderly, like the piano Such young and middle-aged women will occasionally lose their strength when eating wheat rice and nibbles.

Through fermentation, the wheat aroma in the wheat flour can be fully exerted, and the steamed cake with a natural sweet taste is completely free from the hard grinding of the scones after the entrance. The piano eats the steamed cake in a few mouths, and immediately looks forward to providing fermentation steaming technology Xiao Yun, slowly spread his arms...

"Come again!" Xiao Yun immediately thought of running away.

It was still warm, he grabbed his head before standing up, and pressed him into a sturdy chest muscle, only a little bit of Latina’s chest and a little bit of a strong chest, not much lighter than that of Latina The powerful bus slapped his shoulders...

"...Poof!" Xiao Yun endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back his throat...

Then he was carried by the overjoyed piano and ran to various households to spread homemade yeast and fermentation technology...

The patriarch knew the importance of leaving a card for his own tribe. During the time when the Tauren tribe cheated on eating and drinking, except for the horns, he did not allow the tribe to leave his line of sight to deal with the tauren. After all, Ashan knew how to burn pottery. Being coaxed by Ayun to help, even if both sides are unintentional, who knows when he didn't control his mouth and revealed his tribal development plan?

Uh, I don’t have to worry about the horns, so the horns are very free. When everyone is locked, he plays in the tauren tribe in a dark place...

After seven or eight days of eating, sleeping, and eating, the obedient Rushan couldn't stand it anymore. After running for a long time in the small courtyard of the guest house, he walked back to the house and looked at the patriarch pitifully: "I'm so bored Can't stand it, why don't we go hunting outside?"

The patriarch looked at him expressionlessly, then cast his gaze outside the window, still staring at the place where the group of gray dwarves lived.

"Oh~~" Ah Shan was helpless and rolled on the ground...

"Don't call it, because you always make such a voice, the gray dwarf talents over there are always afraid to come out." The patriarch disliked the ground.

Boring makes people think too much, Ah Shan's brain is so suffocated that he will be active, and quickly climbed up: "Are we waiting for the gray dwarves to leave the Tauren tribe and then catch them?"

"Uh... no, we're waiting for Qingyan." The patriarch's face narrowed, and Ah Shan became a little smarter, making the patriarch a bit caught off guard.

Hongye, who had no bones to grind, leaned over silently, holding his chest with his hands and looking out the window for a while, then to the patriarch.

——You and Ayun love to stare at the window and look over there, so do you have any conspiracy?

Hongye's deep eyes forced the patriarch silently.

The patriarch silently looked away.

"Why are we going to catch the grey dwarf?" Ayue, who is also idle, also made a noise.

Patriarch... The patriarch was so worried that he grabbed his hair, Ayun, everyone saw how I would hide it? !

In other words, after the neighbor of the werewolf, the grey dwarf next door was indeed terrified.

Anyone who wants to live on the prairie knows to keep their friendship with tauren as much as possible. After all, if your tribe suffers from a change and will starve to death, only the generous tauren will be willing to give life-saving food. The residents of the gray dwarves, who run from the underground world, can stand on the grassland, not starve to death or be caught as slaves, and they have all received the help of the tauren.

The tribes on the grassland do not look down on the weak and easy-to-death slaves of mankind, but the gray dwarves who are relatively easy to feed will do it-especially the tigers. As the owner of the grassland king tent, the tigers will all Allow outsiders to be regarded as their own slave reserve... If the gray dwarf accidentally enters the territory of the Tigers, then there will be basically no freedom for the rest of his life.

In addition to the tigers, the larger cat tribes and even large-scale human caravans will also capture the gray dwarves as slaves... to avoid the tigers, cats, and the regions where the human caravans may pass. The narrow living space of the gray dwarf can be imagined. It is impossible to own a pasture, and grazing is also impossible. If you want to survive on the grassland, the gray dwarf can only hide in the mining veins, smelt out farm tools, and then trade with the tauren.

This kind of survival situation is rather sad, but it is much better than the underground world-the war between the dwarf king and the dark elf mother in the underground world has continued for hundreds of years. The gray dwarf and black dwarf of the small ethnic group are caught no matter where they are caught. It is the life of cannon fodder.

This group of gray dwarves rushed to the Tauren tribe to complete the transaction after the snow was frozen, and the land was frozen. The purpose was to avoid other tribes. I never expected that this unpopular trading period can also encounter the snow werewolf... so This group of gray dwarves did not dare to leave the tauren tribe in exchange for food. They hid every day and waited for the snow werewolf to go first-this group of gray dwarves did not deal with the snow werewolf, but they could not keep the snow werewolf’s Fighting power is notorious... The degree of brutality is second only to the Tigers, and it is strange that the Grey Dwarf is not afraid.

"Baru, haven't the snow werewolves left yet?"

Balu, the gray dwarf with a small half of his head exposed by the window, turned his head and saw Shire, the youngest of the tribes, sat up with his stomach on his stomach and looked over with a pale face.

The gray dwarves are quite small compared to the grassland people, with an average height of about one meter four or five, and they are quite strong in the horizontal direction, but their physical disadvantages cannot be changed. Not to mention, compared with the snow werewolves, the small cats beat them. No effort.

"Sher, is your stomach still uncomfortable?" Baru left the window and walked to the clan's floor, squatted down and looked at the clan with concern.

"... On the way to, I shouldn't eat the carrion left by those beasts because I was hungry." Shire frowned, and cold sweat dripped down his cheek. "I don't think I can hold it anymore. Baru, let me go first, and don’t let the tauren drive you all out because we have patients... If the snow werewolves chase me, you will leave in the other direction."

Baru was silent, and Shire had been pulling his belly for several days, and he was about to hide the Tauren—and if at this time everyone was driven out by the Tauren because of Shire, Baru had no confidence to lead The clan escaped the snow werewolf's arrest. After all... When they came to the grassland, the goblins they had encountered had warned them that they could not easily provoke the snow werewolf that was more powerful than the cat clan.

Shire is Baru's nephew, and Baru is unwilling to abandon him anyway, but... turning his attention to the other people in the house, Baru couldn't open his mouth to ask everyone to take risks for his nephew.

The sacrifice of fellow citizens to protect more tribes, this gray dwarf tribe that fled from the underground world to the grassland has experienced too many times, Shire himself made sacrifices, and the leading Baru could not object, and other tribes naturally did not. Would say more.

Shire struggled to get up and carry his suitcase, and said goodbye to the people one by one, slowly walking out of the sullen house for several days with a stick made of sticks.

The tauren went to work. There were only some young tauren cubs playing in the tribe. Shire walked out of the yard and looked back at the wooden house where he had lived for several days. The Chong people waved their hands again, withdrawn their eyes, and firmly Go outside the tribe.

Fever in the body, abdominal pain, diarrhea, pus and blood in the pulled out feces... These symptoms made Shire slowly desperate after the initial fear, he knew that the carrion that had been eaten by his mouth for a while would ask him this time. Before he completely loses his ability to move, he must go as far as possible, drag the snow werewolf that is eyeing the tiger longer, and give the tribe more escape space.

Baru only glanced at Shire who went out and forced himself to look away, urging the tribes to pack their bags and the food they want to bring back as quietly and as quietly as possible...These werewolves also attached great importance to the Tauren Friendship should not be done too close to the Tauren tribe. This is his only chance to lead the tribe to escape.

"Huh? A gray dwarf came out!"

"Why is there only one person?"

"Eh, did he go outside?"

In the wooden house where the Snow Werewolves live, the Snow Wolf people staring at each other looked at each other.

"Why doesn't he look very healthy, is he sick?" Ah Shan guessed.

"Why did the Gray Dwarf let the sick person out?" A Yue didn't understand.

"Oh, he really went out, and he went alone!" Ah Shan was surprised. "How could it be, is it that the Grey Dwarf drove him away because he was sick?"

"Eh?!" Ayue looked at Ashan and the patriarch in disbelief. "Did you get rid of the sick clan? Is the gray dwarf such a race?!"

The patriarch stared solemnly at the lone gray dwarf who walked out of the Tauren tribe and turned into a small figure, and looked at the tribesmen.

The red leaves clenched the cheeks, and Ashan and Ayue showed annoyed and puzzled expressions. Abandoning the clan was very unacceptable to the Snow Werewolf, especially those who were unhealthy and lost their ability to protect themselves What's the difference?

The patriarch solemnly said: "Since it is the clan they abandoned, then we will pick it up. Our tribe has even succeeded in feeding Thrall. The gray dwarves are stronger than humans, and of course we can feed him."

"I went to bring him back. The gray dwarf did not want to ask him. We asked for it." Hongye said agrily, even without the door, he jumped out of the window.

"I will go too." Ah Shan kept up.

Just because his nephew had left the sad Balu, he suddenly saw two Snow Werewolves rushing out like a wind, passing in front of the yard where they lived, and glaring with fierce eyes, so scared that the body almost did not slip; Fortunately, these two werewolves didn't trouble them but left quickly, which made Baru reluctantly stand firm, but the next second, seeing where these two werewolves ran, Baru lost his perseverance and fell. On the ground.

"It's over... these Snow Werewolves don't give us a chance to escape... Shire's sacrifice is meaningless..."