In the following time, Shang Ke has been taken care of by Mu Tu himself, changing dressings, scrubbing, massage, how Shang Ke used to take care of him, and now he is also learning the same way, in every detail. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Shang Ke improved slightly, he began to use the sand table to teach Mutu to identify more herbs and prepare new wound medicines. Mutu used these medicines for the treatment of other tribesmen, and the battle with pheasants, many of the tribesmen's injuries have not yet healed.

As for the witch doctor who assassinated him, Mutu had intended to drive him out of the clan and leave him to fend for himself. For an elderly orc, being expelled from the tribe during the cold season when food was scarce was a declaration of his death, but the witch doctor's sons and daughters, combined with his prestige in the tribe, decided to temporarily imprison him in a dungeon and carefully interrogate him about the reason for his murder.

Shang Ke later learned that the witch doctor planned to help him become the patriarch because Seit liked his daughter Muqi, and even tried to persuade him to collude with the pheasant. Later, because of Shang Ke's appearance, his plan failed, and the tribe almost fell into a catastrophe. The witch doctor knew that Seit had no chance, so he wanted to match Mu Qi and Mu Tu again, but Mu Tu was all about Shang Ke and disdained Mu Qi, which made him have the intention of getting rid of Shang Ke.

After the investigation of this matter was clear, everyone in the lion clan was filled with righteous indignation, and their original respect and maintenance for the witch doctor turned into hatred. Because of their selfishness, dozens of clansmen died in vain, their homes were burned down, and most of the food they had worked so hard to store was lost. If there is not enough food, many people will starve to death this cold season.

Their actions are simply unforgivable. Later, in the midst of the condemnation of the people, Mutu cut off one of their arms and drove them out of the group. These included the witch doctor Joho and his son Georg, his daughter Muqi, and Seite and his vassals, a total of eight people.

The lion people did not have any sympathy for their fate. In contrast, Shang Ke's prestige among the clan has gradually increased. In the past, everyone was kind to him because of Mutu's favor, but now it is out of sincere respect.

He was born and died for the leonin, without expecting anything in return. Although he has no words, he has proved his worth and ability with practical actions.

Half a month after entering the cold season, Shang Ke can barely walk on the ground, but the food of the lion clan is still not enough. Compared with the storage volume of previous years, it is estimated that these foods will not last for two months. The cold season in Kalochi Mountain lasts for more than four months, and although you can still go out to hunt in the first two months, there is little animal activity in the wild.

On this day, the troubled Mutu came to Shang Ke's residence and saw him writing something on the sand table with a branch. He walked over and looked, and it was full of names and numbers. The name of each member of the tribe is on it, and there is a number after the name.

Mutu looked at it carefully for a long time before he understood what Shang Ke had written. It turned out that he was keeping a count of the amount of food stored and the share of food that each person could allocate to each person per day.

In view of the literacy level of primitive tribes, it is still possible to classify and distribute food in a simple and clear way as much as possible, calculate the minimum amount of food required per person per day, and then distribute it reasonably, so as to minimize waste and improve survival rate. In addition to the basic share, pregnant women and warriors who went out hunting in the tribe received an extra portion of food per day.

According to the acceptable allocation, the food store is enough to consume an extra month. Although I can only eat half full, this kind of hard work is still bearable compared to starving to death.

Mu Tu looked at Shang Ke with sparkling eyes, looking proud: "I am really wise and powerful, and I caught such a smart fox casually." ”

After saying that, he hugged Shang Ke and kissed him fiercely on the face, but he was careful not to touch his wound. He didn't realize it at the moment that he had subtly learned a lot from Shang Ke, careful, steady, unchanging and concise and clear management methods.

Soon after, Mutu handed over the granary to Shang Ke and promoted him to the first generation of the tribe's "warehouse manager". None of the others had a problem with this, because Mutu had already made the acceptable distribution method known to everyone in advance, so that they could understand their current situation.

It's just that everyone understands that the food crisis has only been alleviated, not completely resolved. If more food cannot be found in the first two months, the last month of the cold season will be the most difficult time for the whole clan.

All the young adults of the Mutu clan searched for food on a large scale, even the edible roots.

Shang Ke was recuperating from his wounds in the tribe while calculating ways to increase food. The meat that was burned before, with the charred skin removed, was made into jerky, and other vegetables and fruits were not kept as long as they had been fired.

Shang Ke opened a vegetable garden at that time, just to improve his diet, and by the way, he stored some seeds for later planting. As for this cold season, it is estimated that it is impossible to count on it. Although there are one or two vegetables that can be planted right away and the harvest is fast, for the lions, these vegetables are only considered an add-on, not enough to fill their stomachs.

If you can't hunt terrestrial life, you'll only be left with underwater life.

Underwater fish and shrimp do not have to worry about the threat of death and spinning ice, and although they will reduce their activity during the cold season, their numbers are still very objective compared to those on land.

To the southeast of the tribe there is a large lake, the surface of which has been frozen into ice, and it is only necessary to crack a gap and cast a large net, and in a day or two there will be a harvest.

The leonins had never caught fish with fishing nets, so Shang Ke didn't explain anything to them, but knitted a fishing net and, accompanied by Mutu, went to the ice lake to cast his net.

"Fox, can you really catch fish like this?" Mutu crouched on the frozen lake, curiously watching Shang Ke lower his nets from the hole in the ice.

Shang Ke nodded.

"I've eaten fish before, but it's fishy, and many lions don't like it." Mutu wrinkled his nose.

Shang Ke glanced at him: people are dying of hunger, do you care if he is fishy or not? Besides, I have my own way of making it fishy.

After casting the nets, Shang Ke beckoned Mutu to return.

"That's fine? Don't have to leave someone to watch? Mutul pulled Shang Ke's tail and followed him step by step.

Shang Ke shook his head and said no.

"What if our fish are stolen?" Mutu was worried.

Then throw you down to be bait, and make sure no one dares to steal. Shang Ke thought silently.

"Fox, are you cold?" Mutu tugged at his big tail.

Not cold. Shang Ke continued to move forward.

Mutu took a step forward and hugged him with his tail: "I know you're cold, come and hug you." ”

Acceptable: "......"

The two were close to each other, and Shang Ke could clearly feel the changes in his body. Since he was injured, the two have never made love again, and the lion can't help it.

During this time, in order to take care of him, the lion did suffer a lot. Hunting during the day, dealing with the affairs of the clan, coming back at night to help him change the dressing, grooming, massage, until late at night hastily slept beside him, has been insisting for more than half a month, never complained, only occasionally coquettish, invite merit, ask for touch.

Shang Ke felt that the injuries on his body were almost healed, and he might be able to warm up tonight.

After eating and bathing that night, Shang Ke lay naked on the animal skin blanket, his long white hair was spread at will, his big fluffy tail was swaying lazily, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, half-open and half-closed, showing charm.

Seeing this scene, Mu Tu was stunned, and roared in his heart: Don't stimulate me, I will be beast-sex-big-hair! Do you still dare to stretch your waist, can you stretch your waist casually? Let go of that pillow and my chest will rub against you! Ah, the tail is curled up in the legs, fluffy, I want to touch it!

No, Mutu admits that he can't resist the temptation, and after three seconds of stiffening, he becomes a beast.

Like a lion out of its cage, Mutu pounced on the white fox and began to work on him. To avoid touching his wounds, Mutu picked him up and entered his body in a cross-legged position. This posture goes deeper and tighter, making people want to stop. Once later, Mutu flipped him over again, turned him into a sit-on position, and pushed him in from behind. After several changes, it didn't touch his back, but he enjoyed the ultimate pleasure.

The lion, who has been abstinent for almost a month, showed unprecedented potential and extremely dynamic maneuvering ability on this night......

Two days later, Shang Ke and Mutu took a few of their clansmen to the ice lake to collect their nets.

When the nets were pulled out, everyone was immediately stunned by the catch in front of them. I saw hundreds of fish and shrimp of all sizes in the fishing nets, jumping in the nets and making crackling sounds. Among them, two large fish are particularly conspicuous, about two meters long, and their silver-white scales sparkle in the snow and ice.

Everyone rejoiced, and if there was such a harvest every time, they would not have to worry about food. Although the taste of fish is a little fishy, it is definitely more satisfying than fruits and vegetables.

When they were going to catch the tribe, everyone was alarmed and came to watch.

"So many fish!"

"Haha, great, some of them have eaten this cold season."

It's not that the leon orcs haven't fished, but most of them go straight into the water to catch them, and they have never used fishing gear. Now that I see that Shang Ke has caught so many with just one big net, I am both admired and grateful. They know that Shang Ke does not have a high demand for meat, and they grow their own fruits and vegetables, so they can be completely self-sufficient. The reason why he bothered to weave nets to catch fish was apparently to help the rest of the tribe.

That night, Shang Ke made a fish and shrimp feast and invited some of the most prestigious orcs in the clan to come and taste it. The delicious fish soup, the tender shrimp and crab and the fragrant grilled fish made everyone feel full of spring breeze, and the fishing plan mobilized by the whole clan was completely determined.

At night, Mutu looked at a messy yard, smelling the fish in the air, and was depressed.

He touched his unfed stomach and walked into Shang Ke's room dejectedly.

"Fox, don't be busy, I'll call someone to clean it up tomorrow." Mutu looked at his busy figure and felt a little distressed.

Shang Ke turned around and smiled at him, then took out two fish buns from behind him and handed them to him.

One by one, they sat next to each other by the fire, and warmly ate their own food......