Peace, what a beautiful word, no matter what kind of race, peace means good, and the orcs who have suffered from war especially need this hard-won peace.

Only when there is peace can the orcs sleep in the warmest bed at home, hunt the fiercest wolves, eat the freshest meat, and go to the wildest...

Unfortunately, peace does not mean peace for Izzy, he can't calm down, there are many things that need to be done by him, many things that mean a lot to him.

As the chieftain, the leader of the orcs, Yu Gong, he needs to manage the entire tribe, he has experienced war, the orcs need to recuperate, Yu Private, his own daughter-in-law is sick, Izzy has to find a way to cure it, and so on, peace is just a foreign word to Izzy.

Izzy sat in Havalore's chieftain's hall, dealing with all kinds of papers, inside and out, and under his management, the orcs had gradually learned to farm and breed, and the population had doubled.

Although the clans are not yet able to completely break away from the inefficient predatory method of hunting, at least Izzy has freed them from the precariousness of life.

In the past, they were all one vote, happy for a few days, lost one vote, hungry, and now even if there is no big harvest of hunting, at least everyone can eat five points full, but this situation is still limited to the season except winter.

Unfortunately, now that winter has arrived, and all the clans are broken by the battle on the island of Franlon, there is not enough food, not enough manpower, and all kinds of supplies to keep warm, and the orcs will face the test of nature.

Standing by the window, Izzy reached out to take a star of snowflakes and looked at the sky, this year's snow came especially early, which also means that this winter will be longer than ever.

The familiar sound of footsteps drew Izzy's attention back, and a sad Izzy laughed, thinking that at least there would be some good news for now.

"Brother Yiqi, I'm back, the grain and grass you asked me to send to the various clans have been delivered, and nothing new has happened along the way except for a few bandits who are not long-sighted. ”

Mogolin walked in with a sturdy orc slightly younger than him, the bitter-looking Garrosh Hellroar, Izzy's playmate for him.

"Well done, brother, you're back just in time, let's go to Garoka to eat." ”

"Yes, yes!" said Mogolin, who had been hungry for a long time, and as he said that, he took Garrosh and cried out happily:

"Let's go, Garrosh, and let's go. ”

The young son of Hellroar nodded and followed, and Izzy smiled, the young orc, a little more taciturn than his father, perhaps because his mother had died when he was young.

However, this child has a very kind of expression, if he wants to speak, he will express his thoughts with determination, which is quite like his father Grommache.

The proud son of the Warsong Clan, possessing many excellent qualities, full of confidence, determination, fearlessness, and competitiveness, Izzy felt that he was simply a natural warrior.

So Izzy set up two moat targets for him, Mogorin and Garoka, based on his personality.

This thing is really miserable, Garrosh is naturally competitive, but Wu, he can't beat Mogolin, who is born with divine power, and Wen, he can't fight Galoca, who is naturally smart, so this natural competitiveness will force him to chase after him, never stop, and what Izzy needs to pay attention to is just don't carve this piece of "jade" to waste.

To be honest, at first, Izzy felt strange about becoming an elder of Garrosh, it was an inexplicable awkwardness, Izzy didn't even know how to describe that awkwardness, but now that he got used to it, it didn't matter, Izzy was inexplicably looking forward to the moment when Durontan's son was born that day.

Thinking of this, Izzy recalled his sweetheart again and sighed in his heart:

"Where is his own? Why did he even lose his daughter-in-law, how should Leah's disease be cured?"

Just as Izzy was sighing and sorrowful, the three of them had arrived outside Garoka's house, Mogorin knocked on the door, Galota opened the door and glanced around, saw Izzy at the back, laughed, and let them in.

Galoka seems to have become accustomed to this situation, Izzy taught all his cooking recipes to Galoca, and then, it didn't take long for Galota's cooking skills to surpass Izzy, it was simply blue out of blue, and better than blue, which also made Izzy sigh, no matter what the world, some people are born different from others, what to learn, what to know, and it is unbelievably fast.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the center of the house, and all kinds of delicacies were placed around it, and Izzy was still thinking about it, when he heard a grunt that pulled his thoughts back.

Almost reflexively, Izzy slapped Mogolin on the head and said, "How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to make such an impolite loud noise before eating, it doesn't sound good!"

Mo Golin covered his head, his face was full of grievances, and he began to shout grievances: "Brother Ichi, it's not me!"

"It's not you, who else can it be, you foodie, you forget your shape when you see what you eat. ”

Mogolin didn't say anything more, staring at Garrosh with a "wait a minute, I want you to look good" expression.

Izzy noticed Mogolin's eyes, and glanced at Garrosh, and the young Warsong orc immediately lowered his head with an embarrassed expression.

Izzy looked at it in disbelief, he was really this Hellroaring Child!

After thinking about it, Izzy pretended not to see anything, and sat cross-legged on the blanket, which the orcs generally liked to put on the ground, and then sit on the ground, and put the food around the charcoal fire, and eat everything in their hands.

There was no rule of praying before eating, and when everyone was seated, they naturally began to eat.

Wild vegetable beef balls soup, roasted tarbu mutton sausage, stir-fried wild vegetables with dried mushrooms, full roasted wind finch skewers, steamed sea scorpions, fried sea monster tentacles on slate, plus potato naan as the staple food, a few very simple dishes, but the amount is large and real, and the aroma of the food is also the same as this huge amount, which is satisfying.

Ichie's cooking is similar to making a Chinese kitchen, that is, stir-frying, grilling skewers, and simmering soup, but Galloka's cooking is different, she makes it like a big pot dish, the kind of heartiness that fully satisfies the nature of the orc stomach, enough to make any orc lose resistance, plus the taste that is not inferior to Izzy's cuisine, there is nothing more satisfying than this.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Izzy can't cook a big pot dish, but anyone who has done a big pot dish knows how powerful it is to make a big pot dish and make it taste like the exquisite side dishes in a restaurant.

Izzy broke the naan and ate it with meatball soup, looking absent-minded.

"Chief, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Garoka asked Izzy, who came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing, I'm fine, don't worry about me, I'm just thinking about some of my own personal affairs." ”

Izzy looked at the few people who were staring at him, and said with a smile: "Blame me for this, you should eat well, don't be stunned, continue to eat." As he spoke, Izzy grabbed a piece of beef and bit it, praising Garoka's cuisine and diverting everyone's attention.

It wasn't long before Izzy left first, returned to the Chief's Hall, and continued his work.

In fact, the most urgent problem of wintering has been solved, and Izzy has nothing to do, and Havalo has allocated enough food and grass for each clan to survive this winter, at least to ensure that no orcs will starve to death in their cold shelters.

But Izzy has no sense of accomplishment, as a leader, feeding the people is just his duty, and making the people's lives happy is his ability.

The orc civilization is still very primitive in many aspects, economy, education, law, religion, etc., and Izzy knows in his heart that he may know these concepts, but he is definitely not an expert, so Izzy decided to let the experts do it.

So it fell on the Draenei, who had an unbelievably long history, and some of them definitely specialized in this knowledge, and Izzy just needed to learn from each other's strengths and combine the experience of his previous life to create a system suitable for the orcs.

This is also the only method that takes a short time and can produce immediate results.