"Don't even mention that all those seeds have sprouted. ”

"When I planted all the blood oats with my neck in my neck, the old witch doctor almost burst my head, he said that the elixir is not easy to cultivate, and we will not gain anything if we plant it so roughly......"

"As a result, hehe......"

Pi Lingbao smiled proudly.

"What happened?"

"Hey, it turns out that after the old man saw the blood oats sprout, he stayed there all day long without walking and watched there with his big stick, and as long as he got a little closer to his piece of land, he would roar like a wolf with a young moon. ”

"Go all out to provide the essence blood of low-level fierce beasts to cultivate that group of blood oats, it will probably only take a month and a half to harvest, right?"

Pihu's eyes lit up, but there was still some confusion on his face.

"There is so much blood of prey, and all those prey are brought back enough for the tribe to eat, so why bother?"

"But what if we don't bring back the prey, only the blood of the prey?"

Pihu obviously never thought about this problem, for the tribe prey is the most precious and indispensable food.

Sometimes they had to bring back their prey at the cost of their lives, and they never thought of abandoning it, and he was stunned for a moment.

The patriarch's cloudy eyes lit up, and he said decisively: "This is a good way. ”

It often doesn't take much effort for hunters to catch their prey, but transporting it back to the tribe is the most difficult and troublesome thing to do.

The smell of blood in the wilderness is likely to attract powerful beasts, and the huge size of the prey is not easy for the tribal hunters to carry.

Therefore, the hunters of the tribe often choose the right size for hunting, and never rashly choose prey that is too large.

For the hunters of the tribe, the huge size of the prey will not be a huge harvest, but a huge burden.

And if the body of the prey is thrown away, as long as the essence blood in the prey is the most active, each hunter can easily collect the essence blood of dozens of prey.

After all, the hunters in the tribe are best at attacking together, and if they don't think about getting food for the tribe, they can choose a lone beast to attack.

It is still safe for a few people to besiege a fierce beast, as long as you stay in the wilderness for a long time, the essence blood collected will be massive.

The essence blood of each fierce beast's whole body is no more than the size of a fist, and the essence blood of dozens of fierce beasts is also extremely convenient for hunters to carry, and it will not be too troublesome.

"This method can be tried, but if you want to make the blood oats harvest quickly, you still need to send a team of people to hunt normally, otherwise with the current rate of food consumption of the tribe, it will be difficult to wait until the blood oats are ripe. ”

After deep thought, Pihu nodded in agreement, but thinking of the food that was going to be discarded, he faintly felt his heart cramping.

Catching prey for that mass of essence and blood was a waste to the extreme, and the tribe had never done it, and they didn't dare to think of doing such a thing.

"Then there's only one problem. ”

Tang Xuanming looked at the Piling Leopard with a smile: "Is it feasible to use the essence blood of the fierce beast to water the blood oats, can you make the blood oats ripen early?"

Pi Lingbao scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I don't know much about this. ”

Tang Xuanming's brows furrowed, and Pi Lingbao immediately added: "But the old witch doctor must know that he is in charge of the cultivation of blood oats many times, and it was he who first proposed burying the internal organs of the fierce beast under the blood oat seedlings. ”

"Hmm! go ask the witch doctor. ”

Tang Xuanming didn't expect that the witch doctor in the tribe would one day turn into a farmer, and he seemed to be doing very well.

At least there are many ways of planting and cultivating that he can't think of.

In this hellish place, the agricultural talent of the big foodie empire is completely crooked, and many times he has a feeling of powerlessness.

The Piling Leopard left like a gust of wind, and soon returned, with an additional witch doctor with a big stick by his side.

"Boy, you're looking for me, tell me something, I still have to take care of my baby bump. ”

The old witch doctor looked impatient, but when he heard that Tang Xuanming was about to water the blood oats with the essence blood of the fierce beast, his eyes stood up, his eyes were almost shining, he directly held Tang Xuanming's hand, and said with an impassioned face: "Boy...... No, little brother Tang, what do you want to ask? I must know everything, and I will say everything. ”

As soon as he was excited, he even used the idioms that Tang Xuanming had recently taught the bear children to say.

Tang Xuanming didn't blame this bad old man, he wished that someone would farm for him, such a dedicated old man was a very good thing, and he didn't feel uncomfortable with a little verbal disrespect.

Most of the people in the tribe talk like this, and they don't actually have any bad intentions.

"I wonder if watering the blood oats directly with the essence blood of the ferocious beast can make the blood oats ripen early?"

"No, it won't. ”

The old witch doctor decisively rejected Tang Xuanming's idea: "The growth of blood oats does require the blood of fierce beasts, but it is too fierce to be directly watered with essence blood, just like the group of non-adult bear children in the tribe who can't directly eat the meat of fierce beasts." ”

"That would have made the blood oats wilt straight away. ”

In order to make it easier for Tang Xuanming to understand, the old witch doctor also used a very vivid example.

Although the bear children over the age of five in the tribe are now able to carry the crown, they have the strength of the ant emperor, and they must eat the meat of the fierce beast every day to maintain their lives.

But Tang Xuanming was still very easy to understand the words of the old witch doctor.

Just when he thought that this road would not lead and was about to think of other ways, the old witch doctor said again: "But if Little Brother Tang has the essence blood of the fierce beast, you can give it all to me." ”

The old witch doctor rubbed his hands together in front of him, leaning forward slightly, looking a little longing.

"What do you want the blood of the beast for?"

The old witch doctor laughed dryly, like a night owl crying: "Although the essence blood of the fierce beast cannot be directly watered, it can be mixed with water, and it is also easy to use to cultivate blood oats." ”

Tang Xuanming's eyes lit up, knowing that this road was going through, and he turned around to discuss with Pihu and the people of the hunting team to go out hunting together.

When he looked down, the old witch doctor's thick arm dragged him, and he was stunned to prevent him from leaving.

"What are you doing here?"

Tang Xuanming's face was full of helplessness.

The old witch doctor threw his huge pillar to the side and said to the scoundrel: "What about the blood of the beast you are talking about? The blood oats over there are growing just right, and they are in need of blood, and the tribe has not given them recently, and if it continues like this, it will wither." ”

"If it's all dry, I'll have to die at the gate of the tribe, old man. ”