Chapter 42

"No problem." Yin Zhu said very generously.

"In the evening, we'll take it out and give it to the people." Jono is very happy to say that Yinzhu is very powerful. He is happy for Yinzhu. In addition, there is a powerful female, and his face is bright.

"Well, collect the internal organs." Before, Yin Zhu didn't want to make bacon because the bacon made with salt alone was boring and not delicious, but now it's different. With spicy fruit, the next bacon is delicious.

Another thing is that Yin Zhu knows how to make bacon, but he has never done it himself. Tomorrow, he will go to the patriarch's place to have a look. Tomorrow, the meat will be pickled to see if it is bad, and then he can take it out for drying.

I used to borrow the meat and salt from the patriarch's family to do experiments. Anyway, the patriarch's family has a lot of meat and salt. When I think about running pickles and making bacon, the salt she used to exchange for skin is far from enough.

Salt, salt is a big problem. Unfortunately, no one in the whole tribe knows where the ocean is. Even if she knows how to bask in salt, she can't help it.

In the afternoon, Jono went hunting, while Yin Zhu arranged the dishes at the entrance of the cave. In addition, he turned over the dried bamboo shoots that had been dried in the morning. There was already some dry skin on the side facing the sun. If the weather was fine, it would be dried for another two days.

Because of Jones, everyone is still a little afraid of mushrooms. In the afternoon, she will go to the tribe to help the people identify all the mushrooms they picked.

Montaigne is also very happy, because Jono sent several kinds of food today. The females of Liman, a tribe of vegetables, like to eat. Then there is the milk fruit. The cubs in the tribe like it very much. Montaigne has asked people to go around to find out if there are any such milk fruit trees. They know where to write them down and pick them after eating.

In addition, he also wanted to see if the milk fruit could be stored. If it could be stored, it would be better. In addition, today, many people in the tribe went out and picked dozens of bags of mushrooms to come back. Even if they were dried in the sun, there were many of them. Taking advantage of the fact that spring is not over, they picked as many mushrooms as possible.

Yin Zhu and the people in the tribe collected the mushrooms and took them to the other side of the square. She would help identify them one by one.

The things in front of his house are almost finished. When he arrives, he finds that many people are waiting there. Most of the mushroom pickers are half boys, and some are disabled or old male orcs. They can't hunt any more, and they're not rivals at all.

The latter are all the wastes of the tribe. Some male orcs can't even stand the change. They can't accept their incompetence and choose to commit suicide. Now they can do something instead of becoming a burden to the tribe.

Every winter, when there is not enough food to eat, these people will go on a hunger strike and give the food to the young people of the tribe. In fact, Yin Zhu says that these people need to be taken care of most and they are the heroes of the tribe.

"Yin Zhu, see if these mushrooms I picked can be eaten." A lame man said shyly.

"Uncle Lee, sit down first, and I'll show you in a minute." Yin Zhu said with a smile.

Li Si smiles. He is grateful to Yin Zhu. Yin Zhu has found several kinds of food. The patriarch has asked them to identify things. They can't hunt. They can collect things. They have something to do. It's not a waste. It's not a drag on the tribe.

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