Chapter 45

Looking at Yin Zhu's happiness, Meng Tai and Amy were curious, "Yin Zhu, this is sweet grass. The cubs and females in the tribe like to eat it. If you like it, take some to eat." Montaigne said very generously.

"This is mianmiangen. It's not very delicious. It's rusty." Montaigne made his own suggestion.

"Uncle, are there many of these two things Yin Zhu grasped Meng Tai's hand excitedly.

"The sweet grass has to be picked now, but it's not easy to put. It's easy to break. There's not much to pick. As for the continuous roots, we have to dig in the mountains. It's not very delicious. There's no one to eat. This is the last time Youmin's boy came from the mountains and left it here." Meng Tai said euphemistically.

"Uncle, let people pick these two things immediately. These two are babies." Yin Zhu said incoherently.

Montaigne's eyes are a little dazed, sweet grass roots these two things baby?

"Uncle, this sweet grass can extract sugar. As long as the sugar is boiled out, it can be preserved for a long time. The babies and pregnant women in the tribe can eat it."

"Mianmian root is the same. It can extract starch. Starch can be preserved and made into vermicelli. Vermicelli is delicious."

Recently, Yin Zhu also knows how to grasp the key points of genmontechono's remarks.

Sure enough, Meng Tai's eyes brightened when he heard about the long-term preservation, and he solemnly asked, "are you sure?"

Yin Zhu nodded in affirmation and said, "I'm sure."

"Well, well, I'll arrange for the male of the tribe to get these two things back." Montaigne said happily.

"Wait, uncle. Actually I have something to discuss with you." Yin Zhu smiles shyly.

"You said Happy Montaigne said that everything is easy to discuss.

"Well, uncle, I found many disabled orcs in our tribe in the square today. Most of them went to guess mushrooms today. I think many of them can walk and run. This kind of gathering task is not very dangerous. Should they go? Should the males in the tribe hunt or hunt? Besides, I haven't done any sugar or starch. In case I can't do it Didn't you come out and let those people follow me? " Yin Zhu said with some embarrassment.

She was so happy before. She had never cooked sugar or starch before, but she knew how to make theory. Recently, she has been in the limelight, so it's better to be in the limelight elsewhere.

"Yes, it's just collecting things and letting them go." When he thought of the disabled orcs in the tribe, Montaigne was in a bad mood. These disabled orcs were dead one by one because they were incompetent, and every time they didn't have enough food in winter, they would take the initiative to commit suicide. Montaigne was very remorseful when he watched the people die because of their incompetence.

"I think there are quite a lot of them. They can be divided into several teams. Don't those boys like to go out? They are also divided into a small team. Even if there is any real danger, they will be able to resist for a while, waiting for the tribal people to save them. " Yin Zhu puts forward his father's idea.

Montaigne thinks this method is very good. He has been thinking about how to arrange them. Now they have work to do. Will they be in a better mood? As long as enough food is prepared in the tribe, he won't have to give up his tribe in winter.

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