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Chapter One Hundred and Ten

Burning branches fell on the two orcs, and the fire immediately devoured them.

"Ah! Ah!" The scream filled Fox Qing's ears, allowing her to experience the pleasure of revenge.

The next moment, the bald man suddenly jumped up after being stimulated by the pain. As soon as he said it, he grabbed Hu Qing and pressed her tightly under him.

"If you want to die, die together. Do you think you can escape?"

The stench in the bald man's mouth was so bad that Hu Qing almost vomited it out again.

But she no longer has the mind to care about this.

She also ate meat coated with Mu Mu Cao just now. Because she ate less, the effect was not obvious, but her hands and feet are still a little out of control.

Now that the bald head was pressed beneath her, she couldn't even muster the strength to struggle.

That's it, if you die, just die.

At this time, Hu Qing actually thought about it a little bit.

Looking back on these years, she has been busy working hard to make a living, but in the end, she ended up with nothing.

If there was anything she couldn't let go of, it was that she didn't see that bitch Hu Zhenzhen die in front of her before she died.

Hu Xiao chose her at first, but later the witch doctor favored her. In order to win over Hu Zhenzhen, Hu Qing volunteered to be Langlu's servant for so many years. In the end, the Hu family's life was better than hers.

She just wasn't convinced, why, why was Hu Zhenzhen better than her.

Even if she died, she wouldn't be able to figure it out!



The fire burned bigger and bigger, and the body became more and more numb.

No one paid attention to the fact that in the corner of the jungle, three orcs died in a fire. After the fire was extinguished, some beasts came to check, but there was nothing except two piles of ashes, one large and one small.



On the other side, after some rest and recuperation, the Fanshan tribe could no longer see the traces of the war.

Boss Hu has woken up from his coma. Because of his strong body and Hu Ling'er's suturing skills, he is able to stand up and walk freely.

After discussion, the Tiger family finally decided that Boss Tiger would take the position of patriarch.

For the Hu family, it doesn't really matter who sits in this position, they are of the same mind no matter what they do.

King Que brought the orcs from the tribe here this time mainly to pick up his two sons.

However, Que Wu and Que Liu stayed in Fanshan and refused to leave. King Que had no choice but to stay as a guest in the tribe and refused to leave.

Fortunately, the tiger family has enough food, and Mrs. Tiger has no intention of arguing with the bird king about eating too much or too little.

The two sides get along quite harmoniously.

There was a large area of ​​land that had been burned in the back mountain, and it happened to be the beginning of the summer season. Hu Ling'er took advantage of this time to take out a lot of seeds from the space and prepared to cultivate it with everyone.

In all things, eating well is the most important thing.

In Hu Ling'er's view, if a tribe wants to develop, it must have a mature farming system.

However, Hu Ling'er is still young and cannot understand many things she says. She can only convey her thoughts to Mrs. Hu, and then let Mrs. Hu spread the word to others.

"Ling'er, you said if you bury this thing in the soil, something delicious will grow out, right?"

Mrs. Hu asked patiently.

Because she couldn't believe it, she had confirmed it with Hu Ling'er several times.

"Can this thing really work?"

Over the years, they have been relying on the gifts of nature. They eat whatever grows in the mountains. They have never thought that they can grow this thing by themselves.

"Plant, grow up, and smell fragrant!" Hu Ling'er's language skills have made great progress, but it is still a bit difficult to say a complete sentence.

The second brother Hu Dong saw it more clearly: "Grandma, I already understand. What my sister said is for us to dig a hole, put this thing in, and then bury it with some soil."

"You are the only one who is smart!" Mrs. Hu nodded Hu Dong's head, "Since you know how to do it, just do what your sister said."

Mrs. Hu simply handed over this task to her grandson.

Hudong was also unambiguous. This kind of novelty was most attractive to him.

So he took his younger sister, who brought seeds, and the brother and sister went outside to study how to farm.

When it comes to talking about this matter, Hu Ling'er is really not tired anymore.

God knows how much she wants to eat freshly grown cucumbers, tomatoes, and lettuce... In addition to these, she also wants to eat braised pork, twice-cooked pork, chicken stewed with mushrooms, osmanthus cakes, egg pancakes, mille-feuille cakes, and the worst, too.

You have to eat hot hot pot or barbecue, this is life.

There are vegetable seeds in the space. By planting these vegetables, she doesn't have to worry about the vegetables in the space being eaten.

In order to raise animals, corn is definitely indispensable. In addition to being eaten by cattle and sheep, corn can also be eaten roasted or boiled when it is young. When it is mature, you can eat small grains, large grains, cornmeal... It is simply a hundred things.

Change the way you eat.

However, there were no wheat or rice seeds in her space. People nowadays buy them ready-made and eat them. How did Hu Ling'er know that she would be able to use them one day?

Fortunately, huangguoguo is a substitute for wheat, and maybe rice is also available, but no one has discovered it.



It’s easier to eat when there are fewer people, and it’s easier to work when there are more people.

After Hu Dong completely mastered the farming method, he took the cubs from the Fanshan tribe up the mountain to open up wasteland.

Anyway, a large area of ​​land has been burned. All they have to do is to make a reasonable plan and divide the vegetables into one piece, the corn into one piece, and the remaining soybeans and adzuki beans.

This is the first time Hu Ling'er has worked with his friends since he became a witch. Everyone is so motivated that they don't want to go home after dark.



Hu Tian was still a little unaccustomed to the position of clan leader just now. He remembered that when his father was around, the clan members were very united.

In recent years, under the influence of wolf violence, everyone has become more and more selfish, not only because there is not enough food, but also because the original management methods are no longer applicable.

Now he needs to give the tribesmen a motivation to work more and get more points, so as to stimulate everyone's enthusiasm even more.

Hu Tian told Mrs. Hu his thoughts.

Mrs. Hu thought for a while and said: "You young people have your own ideas. Although I don't understand what you are saying, but you can do whatever you want. Now that you are the patriarch, you just need to remember that our Hu family

It’s enough that the orcs will never harm their own people.”

Hu Tian nodded, and heard Mrs. Hu say again: "I only have one suggestion, that is, when you have any ideas, you can try to talk to Ling'er. This child Ling'er has been unusual since she was born. Her

The idea is definitely more useful than an old woman like me."
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