Chapter 091 Hometown--The Tigers' Dream
After a brief meeting with Prince Carlisle, Xiao Yun left the Fairy Port and hurried back to the tribe... Everything that should be discussed was done, and Yu and Hongye would be fine in the next trading session. He still had a lot of things to wait. , No time to stay here all the time.
In order to facilitate the transportation of the Snow Wolf tribe, the elven tribe drove a path out of the jungle blocking the road. There is no need to detour, and the round-trip time is shortened. If you don't carry heavy objects, you can run from the port back to the tribe in two days. If you are in a hurry the whole process can be reached in a day and a half with a wolf form.
Accompanied by Mu Mu, returned to the tribe. Just after arriving at the artificial river where the gate was opened, Xiao Yun saw the engineering team working on the river and on both sides of the river.
The average daily temperature on the grassland enters the peak period of each year and the rainfall increases. In addition to the continuous snowy mountains and snow, the river is not rushing. Under such circumstances, it is a bit too much to ask the cat tribe to send meals to the engineering team every day. So the engineering team suspended the river project that was still a long way away before digging into the canyon, and turned back to practice bridge repair skills...Limited to the output of steel, it was too wasteful to build bridges with steel plates.
Fortunately, there was no earthquake on the grassland. The technology of the stone arch bridge can be used for one purpose. There is no need to open the mountain and quarry the stone. The stone cast from the cement gravel can meet the demand-the snow werewolf warrior transforms the total weight of the cargo and adds up to two tons to top the sky. The load-bearing capacity is not high.
Of course... to solve the problem of raw materials, it is not easy to arch the cement prefabricated stone with the average weight calculated by the ton on a ten-meter-wide river channel.
Fortunately, with the help of gray dwarves, the felling of logs is similar to machinery. The frame of the arm and the pulley block are installed, and the heavy concrete stones are lifted and moved by ropes twisted from steel wire, animal tendons, rattan, grass, and bark. The stone arch bridge deck extends from both ends of the river to the center of the river. Although the progress is slow and from time to time Something will go wrong, and it will eventually pave the bridge.
Xiao Yun squatted down the river to observe the progress of the bridge repair, and found that Languo had organized the work well, so he crossed the river with confidence.
After entering the tribe, he was no time to look for the team leader to find out about the progress of the work, Dahe was angrily to find him.
"Ayun, you sold all the sauerkraut, we don't have anything to eat!" Xiao Yun looked painfully at this guy with a perfect and beautiful face look: "If you don't have it, you can make it. The vegetables have just been harvested. Is it?"
"You have sold only one jar of vinegar! If we use it, won't it be gone!" Dahe became even more angry. Xiao Yun had to take Dahe to the warehouse where the sauerkraut was stored, and pointed out the big tank with only sour soup left in the innermost tank to see Dahe: "See if this one, do you remember what I told you? It can be reused after boiling, have you forgotten it?"
Dahe looked inside at the jar, smiled suddenly, but still very stiff: "You didn't tell me that you left a few jars of sour soup, I only saw it was empty outside. Now, the sauerkraut tank has been removed."
Xiao Yun was too lazy to talk to her, turned his head and left...
Tribe's pickled cabbage was brewed in the most lazy and quick way—boiling disinfected water and adding vinegar. Put it into the container, directly throw in the greens that have been cut into leaves and blanch them for soaking. If you want other flavors, throw in some prickly ginger slices and the like. Then seal them and place them in a ventilated and cool place. After two to three days, the leaves of the greens will change color. , You can take it out and eat... (Adding perilla frutescens in the pickle soup can avoid frothing on the surface of the sour soup)
If you like to eat sour radishs and sour garlics, you can also throw them into the soak. The soak radish is not particular about it. Just wash and slice it. If the garlic is fresh, soak it with water before making it to remove the taste and then throw it into the sour tank... …You can fish it out and eat it after it changes color. It's very simple, and everyone can do it. (The sauerkraut stewed red beans, which Guizhou people love to eat, use this kind of sauerkraut, and the sour radish and sour cabbage leaves in the spicy chicken powder are also the same)
If you have the conditions, add star anise, Bay leaf, grass fruit, white sugar, white wine are also ok... Don't worry about so many if you don't have the conditions. Xiao Yun didn't care anyway. First of all, he didn't think about brewing wine at all—not to say that the tribe's current conditions could not make wine. As a workaholic with a correct attitude, the most annoying is everything that might delay the start of work. Xiao Yun would not allow things like drinking and mishaps to happen under his own hands in any case. It was the limit to make some alcohol in the Barker laboratory. He was not going to promote alcohol to the grassland.
He took the time to get to know the progress of various tasks in the tribe. Xiao Yun convened a meeting with left-behind fighters, patriarchs, and ethnic representatives, and adjusted the original autumn work plan: except for the labor arrangements during the harvest period of various crops. In addition, the tribe will step up infrastructure construction in the next time. There are two main projects: one is to step up to cover the winter planting greenhouse, and the gray dwarf's flat glass must be used to the extreme when it is burned out. The steel frame and glass will be used. The roof of the system has solved the problem of lighting in the greenhouse, so this winter must not be mixed casually, and the planting work cannot be put down.
Xiao Yun said this with confidence, regardless of whether everyone in the meeting was staring at him with straight eyes...mumbled over? winter? Ayun, won't your conscience hurt? !
The second is to rebuild dormitories for residential use...Anyway, the living area is planned to leave a lot of space, and you can build as many houses as you can. Qiu lowered his head to play with his fingers, Qingyan stared at the dead fish eyes, Languo's temples slipped a drop of sweat, and the grassroots patriarch silently turned his gaze elsewhere-Ayun, you behavior just said that you want to flick other tribes, although those part-time workers are not there, but you cannot so straightforward...
Some cub is unscrupulous. What's the use of chastity: it only gets in the way. Throw it away!
After the work meeting was over, the whole tribe became busy again... Uh... In fact, there is no time when the tribe is not busy. The only difference is that the labor intensity is greater.
Because the elves gave the snow werewolves a port from the forest to the seaside, Xiao Yun did not let Balker venture out to sun salt this year. He only let Yu and Hongye sneak tens of thousands of catties of salt while they were transporting goods and waiting for the fleet. Saltern is readily available, so just leave the two of them on the coast during transportation.
In other words, the forest elves "frequently" appear on the grassland, and Balker has to be careful even when going out for a walk... No one knows the degree of greed of his daddy Alston better than him, in case Auston finds out that he is there. Wherever he appeared, his good days in the snow werewolf tribe would have won the head.
On this day, Xiao Yun was forced him to electrolyze a large amount of disinfectant water and experimental mineral materials, and Balker was given another chance to rest. He did not dare to change into a dragon, nor did he wear his saucy spider silk robe, but he took a turban wrapped his overly conspicuous green long hair quickly, wearing a sleeved jumper and trousers with a sun cloth hand-made and uniformly distributed by the manul. He randomly found a goblin cub holding hands and wandered around. Out of the tribe for a walk.
The cubs are very busy. The cubs of the goblin can be a little free when there is no shortage of people in the tribe... These little ugly and cute living things with bring round eyes and metal claws can't do fine work. If the engineering team don't dig the rivers, and there is enough limestone for using, they can get a short period of freedom...cough cough!
As for why Balker had to take a goblin cub for a walk, of course there was a reason:
"Balker, here are raspberries~"
"Balker, here are ripe raspberries~"
"Balker, there are mulberries on the tree over there~"
The berries on the prairie ripen late. According to the human calendar, it is now August. Similar berries are out of season long ago, but they can still be found on the prairie... Balk controls the wind element. Climbing up and down, both hands were filled with brightly colored berries. He was so happy that he found a place to sit down and eat with the goblin cubs, and occasionally feed him some pet birds.
"Balker, there is a termite nest over there, we will catch the termites and roast them later?" the ugly goblin cub blinked his big eyes. Barker's serious face: "Um... don't bake it, take it back and let Dahe fry it."
"Okay, okay, then let's go to a place with a lot of grass seeds and grab some grasshoppers."
When Balker heard of the grasshopper, he remembered the delicious grasshopper powder fried cakes, immediately jumped up and pulled the goblin cubs to a place full of grass seeds...Last year the snow werewolf caught a lot of grasshoppers in the wheat field with a net bag made of curved horn cow hair , Ayun was not willing to feed the pigs, dried the flour and used it to make deep-fried cakes. After a few meals, it be finished eating. Balker felt that he hadn't eaten enough.
The excellent taste determines which bugs die first, and Balker threw at least a dozen kilograms of grasshoppers stunned by electric magic into his precious space ring, and then he happily went to destroy the termite nest with the goblin cub.
Xiao Yun who came here for Balker saw this green dragon, who was getting more and more losting dragon's status, pouting his ass and holding a branch to pull the termite nest. The corners of his mouth twitched. Without disturbing them, he silently went back.
"...The more children they deal with the outside world, the more they mature earlier. But if they will be fewer encounters with people, no matter how old they are, they are also big children. Although this green dragon has just grown up, compared to the long life of the dragon clan, Balker is just a big child.... The people encountered by elementary school students on the earth have seen more worlds than him."
For Balker, Xiao Yun adopted a control strategy of loosening outside and tightening inside, which seemed to give him a lot of freedom. In fact, 90% of the time, he found various excuses and reasons to restrict him to a fixed frame. Internal activities made him accustomed to accepting orders and obeying orders. In short, it was domestication...
After all, if the guy Balker got into trouble, the damage would be too great-after all, the dragon's single-soldier combat is the strongest in the world, Xiao Yun had to pay more his attention to take care this green dragon.
"Since he is still a big child, I'll just keep him closed for a while." Hahahaha.
After turning this thought in his mind, Xiao Yun let go of the idea of "relaxing" Balker.
Yes, that's right... "Let the forest elves find out that he will attract his father" words like Xiao Yun's invisible restraint to scare Balker, the forest elves are waiting to see the dragons? If you think about it with your knees, you will know that the Ananas elves cooperated well with the snow werewolf clan, and it is strange that they are willing to pay attention to the ass of the Green Dragon clan. If that old Alston can be so powerful that he can mobilize the elves to help dig three feet to find Balker, it is the same whether Balker hides or not.
Xiao Yun didn't know how many Elven soldiers he was brothers with when he was wasting time in the Elven harbor. He had already understood the Elven's attitude towards the green dragon family... The green dragon is not a swallow or magpie who would make the host's house particularly happy if he ran to build a nest on the beam of someone's house. The Forest Elves are so annoyed that they don't even bother to do it with their appearance, ok?
So Xiao Yun wondered if Balker should use his airlift ability and follow the warriors to the grassland tribe to increase his knowledge as a rest, but now that this guy seems to be a mature appearance, he is still the same as the goblin cubs. Then press it first... If the child who has not been taught has not been followed by an adult, it is easy to get used to bad things because of the host's politeness.
Hmm, Xiao Yun felt that the self-proclaimed "elder" of Balker was completely at fault.
...Balker, who was scratching the ant nest, didn't know what he had missed.
Autumn on the grassland is a busy season for all tribes.
In the middle of the grassland, on a large area of fertile grassland owned by the tiger tribe, unclothed slaves are harvesting pasture under the eyes of the tiger tribe's supervisor.
This pasture... is planted with alfalfa. Of course, it's not the meticulous farming of the tauren, but the rough-burned land is ploughed and rotated. Whether it looks good or not depends on the climate of the year, but this is enough for the tiger clan—the tiger clan occupies more than 100,000 in the middle of the grassland. Even if it's just sowing seeds, the yield of alfalfa harvested two or three times a year is a surprisingly high number of pastures.
The forage grass harvested by the slaves of all races of tiger clan was bundled into bales. When the number of bales increased, they were loaded on two-wheeled flatbed carts and transported away; hundreds of wooden flatbed carts filled with forages constitute a convoy, which was towed by curved horns. So, like a long continuous line, the forages harvested from the pasture are sent endlessly to the east of the grassland.
The eastern part of the prairie is not a livable area even for the prairie people... It is too close to the York Mountains, and the frequency of warcrafts is too high.
The destination of the convoy transporting forage was at a camp guarded by elite tiger warriors less than two hundred kilometers from the York Mountains. The scale of this camp is at least half the size of a king's court. It is surrounded by a high wall made of stones. The inside and outside of the wall are filled with various materials, including pastures from the grasslands and...grain from the Far East.
At the gate of the camp, in front of the six-meter-wide wooden door, the tiger warriors on duty completed the handover with the clansmen who escorted the grass. When others shouted the slaves to rush the convoy to the camp to unload, the two tigers took turns returning to the royal court to rest The soldier walked out of the camp and greeted the tribe escorting the convoy with a smile: "Kun, when are you going back?"
In the convoy, Kun, a tiger tribe warrior with a whip on his waist, recognized the person who greeted him and immediately stepped forward enthusiastically. Stretched out his arms: "Yale, Yaheng, are you waiting until the shift?"
The three tiger warriors slapped each other's rock-hard muscles, and the warrior Yale laughed so that the corners of his mouth almost cracked to the root of his ears: "Yes, I haven't been back in two years. I don't know what the baby boy looks like in my family "I saw your cub a while ago. That cub is almost as strong as you." Warrior Kun laughed, "When my convoy unloads and loads, we will go back together."
Three people The soldiers followed the convoy to the unloading place. Kun, the soldier in charge of the convoy, took a look at the buildings in the camp and asked his friends curiously: "I heard that the food from the Far East this year was escorted by our people. Have you seen it in the Far East?" Yale shook his head and said, "It's not our turn, it was someone else who followed. People who heard back said that there is very rich over there, what? There are all kinds of weird things, and the smallest town is several times larger than our royal court."
"Really?" Kun was surprised, "How big is the largest city?"
"The largest city is our people. I can't go, hahaha." Yale laughed a few times, with some inexplicable color in his expression, "At least I can't go now."
Kun smile a time, drew out the long whip and pointed to the east, saying loudly: "I can't go now and it's not. I won't be able to go in the future. My clan will return home after all, and that is our hometown! The Far East belongs to my clan!" Yale laughed, but smiled reluctantly.
The slaves who numbly carried the forage bales bypassed the three tiger tribes who were a little in the way, without even looking eastward.
The convoy unloaded the pasture and loaded it with grain when returning. The amount of food was much less than that of pasture, and many vehicles were vacated. The tiger clan escorted all the weak and weak slaves to the vehicles so as not to slow down the speed of the convoy.
When Yale saw Kun let his slave ride in, he glanced at his friend in surprise, but did not speak.
Embarked on the return journey, the two soldiers who had not returned home for a long time were a little excited, talking and laughing with Kun and another escorted soldier all the way. A few days later, when they were about to walk out of the sparsely populated eastern part of the grassland, a group of snow mountain elves appeared in front of the convoy.
Yale, who was walking in the front, saw the group of snow mountain elves and looked at his friends in amazement: "Why did these elves go to the grassland before it snowed?"
"I don't know. There were snow elves in the spring this year. We stay in our royal court until the weather gets hot and leave." Kun shook his head, "Tiger King told us not to get too close to these snow elves. Anyway... what the elves want is peace on the grassland, which has nothing to do with our clan's purpose. Conflict, just ignore them."
Yale nodded, and the two leading soldiers turned slightly, leading the convoy to bypass the team of snow elves.
The team of snow elves may sit or stand on a small hill, looking at the tiger caravan from a distance, but they didn't mean to come over to find something.
Can't see that team of snow elves, Yale secretly breathed a sigh of relief... He has been on duty in the Far East camp for the past two years, and he has been in contact with a team of foreign adventurers who have stayed there. These adventurers have complicated origins, and some even come from other continents. Yale is naturally more broad-minded than other tribes-this world is not only the world on the grassland, the outside world is huge, and the elves are not just the appearance of harmless humans and animals when they enter and leave the royal court.
After dark, the team found a shelter for the night, and ate some venison caught on the way. Yale wiped his mouth casually and moved to Kun's side: "How is the situation in the royal court in the past two years?"
Kun was stunned. Down, lower his voice: "Yale, which aspect are you asking?" Yale also lowered his voice: "The prairie is not my clan's hometown, but it is not easy for my clan to go back in the Far East... In the past two years, My clan hoards more and more food and grass in the east, but...there are so many soldiers on duty in my clan."
Kun never expected that my friend Yale would have changed so much in just two years. I was surprised for a while. Only then chuckled out: "Yale, you are different from before. You weren't the one who cared about these things before."
"I'm serious with you." Yale punched Kun's arm with a fist.
Kun shook his hand indifferently: "Don't worry too much, Tiger King will take it into consideration."
Yale saw Kun's attitude inexplicably, thought for a while, swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach. He has indeed changed a lot during the two years of duty, at least for now, he will not say anything to others, and Yale will also hide secrets from friends like Kun.
As a warrior of the Tiger Clan, Yale's life pursuit is only to be strong...the strength of the individual and the strength of the ethnic group, there is no difference between the two. Naturally possessing a powerful body and top-level military strength, it is difficult for the fighters of the Tiger tribe not to be proud of it.
But after encountering many foreign adventurers, Yale's thoughts are inevitably influenced by those who are rebellious or deep and old. Especially, the attitude of adventurers of any character when referring to their hometown. They are all different... or silence, or smile, or nostalgia, more complex emotions, which Yale cannot understand, he can only see ignorantly that these adventurers who have lost their hometown and their love for their hometown is beyond his comprehension for those who have never left the grassland.
This made Yale couldn't help but think of more things he had never thought about during his boring and boring time on duty...These thoughts that could not be told to others made this tiger fighter occasionally doubt the tiger's persistence: he was born from the time he was born. The grassland that you can see as soon as you open your eyes--is it really a place worthless enough for all the people of the tribe to resolutely abandon it?
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"The grassland is our hometown "
The snow werewolf tribe's Li tribe was very lively this night, and the Huoyan tribe's team came again. This time they sent delicious spices, soft white cotton cloth, and so that the cubs will not be frozen when it snows. Wake up blankets, these good things will naturally be unanimously welcomed by the Li tribe.
Under the night sky, beside the blazing bonfire, Hongye and Li, the housekeeping warrior of the Li tribe, the Magnetic Snow Werewolf, sat side by side, watching Anyan and other young tribesmen arguing, and couldn't help laughing.
"The grassland is our important hometown, so we must manage the grassland well so that people living on this land can be proud of being a grassland person." As for Xiaohua, why should the Huoyan tribe take care of other tribes so much. Hongye is a little proud and honest, "This is what Ayun taught us. If a person doesn't even love and maintain the hometown he was born in, he will be stingy to lend a helping hand to the people in his hometown when he has the ability. Then what is any significance of his life?"
"The elves are powerful because they never abandon their birthplace. Even the bards who travel around will use the warmest and beautiful words to describe them. Hometown. Our Snowwolf tribe is a tribe on the grassland. Of course, we must also love this land and care about the race that grows under the same sky as us."
Hongye naturally said: "So our tribe can improve everyone's living conditions in exchange for it. It's also necessary to share some of the materials of the village with other tribes, at least so that everyone can live a better life. This something we should do, there's no reason."
Xiaohua's eyes widened, and her nostrils slightly dilated due to excitement. , Subconsciously approached Hongye, wanting to hear this flame tribe warrior say more similar things... Although she is not from the Huoyan tribe, she is indeed a steppe, and she is from the snow werewolf tribe. She feels full of power in her whole body!