When the enemy returned to Dawn City, it was already *** early evening, and only the last dim golden red was revealed on the horizon.

He put down Aalto, and the guy immediately ran away with his feet up, and Aalto was in a hurry to pull labor for his fruit and vegetable garden project!

Seeing that Invincible was coming back, Tu Meng put down his work and asked, "How is it, what are the gains?" ”

Invincible is not early in the morning, there is no need for him to go to the hot spring valley specifically, there must be something important when he goes.

"It is true that the sweet potatoes can no longer be planted, and the small amount of planting in the hot spring valley must be stopped immediately, and then people will be sent to remove all the sweet potato roots and vines immediately." Invincible nodded and said, but Tu Meng was stunned.

"That's food, how can you not grow it?" Tu Meng was still not used to the current situation that the Aojin tribe was no longer short of food, and when he heard that he had stopped planting potatoes, he immediately raised questions.

Invincible shook his head: "Go and do it, and as soon as possible, but don't use warriors, let the women of the clan who are strong and have time go." You haven't seen the sweet potatoes with your own eyes, they're almost filling the hot spring valley. It's not the cold climate outside the valley, they can grow all the way to Dawn City from there. ”

Tu Meng said suspiciously: "What's wrong with growing up fast?" At least you won't be hungry. ”

Invincible has the urge to pat his head, so that the lack of food and lack of food I don't know whether it is hundreds or thousands of years old Aojin tribe is indeed not an easy thing: "We can't let them grow like this anymore." In just over a year, they have grown their rhizomes to more than ten meters underground, and the largest rhizomes are more than one meter in diameter. Weighing nearly a thousand pounds, at this rate, in a few years, they will be able to turn the entire dozens of meters underground into their world, and then these vines will never be cleared, and the hot spring valley will not want to do anything else. ”

Tu was taken aback: "Nearly a thousand pounds? A meter in diameter? When did this sweet potato grow so big?! ”

Invincible smiled bitterly: "The sweet potato rhizomes you harvested a few times ago are only one or two of the top potatoes, in fact, one sweet potato rhizome will grow downward, and now there are at least nearly twenty roots on each rhizome." The one with a diameter of one meter is the lowest. The lower roots are not cleaned, and simply cutting the upper roots will only make them grow faster and faster. I roughly estimated that if the potatoes under the ground were dug up, it would be enough for the whole clan to eat for at least several years, and this still didn't count the speed of its growth, in fact, it is estimated that most of the hot spring valleys of this thing cannot be cleaned up, and this plant is more terrible than humans compared to vitality. ”

Tu Meng was amazed to hear this. However, he didn't quite understand why Invincible was afraid that these sweet potatoes would grow too much, in comparison, he felt that undug sweet potatoes were equivalent to endless food, and there was no harm to the Aojin tribe.

But invincibility is different.

The territory is the Ojin people's own, and the hot spring valley is the most suitable place for the Ojin people to build, and the rest of the tundra is too cold to build a city at all. Since it doesn't take too many places to produce enough food for the Okin people to eat for a few years, the land in other hot spring valleys cannot be wasted, and the large gathering places will eventually become cities. Only when the city appears, will the entire Aojin tribe gradually develop.

With such a big snowstorm tundra, it is definitely not enough to rely on a Dawning City.

Those various workshops can actually be moved to the hot spring valleys around Dawning City. Dawning City will be the commercial heart and capital of the Aojin clan in the future, and there is no need to make too many workshops to occupy the territory of the city. After all, Dawning City is built by the sea, just in a bay, and the warm current blowing into the bay will hover, making the climate here relatively mild. But this temperature is only within twenty miles of the shore, further inland, or out of the bay. The temperature will plummet to more than ten degrees below zero, and there is not much land that can be developed in Dawning City now, and at most it can only be built inland for another seven or eight miles.

Invincible didn't plan to build the city on the thousand-year-old frozen soil that even an iron pickaxe couldn't dig into.

Out of trust in Invincible, although Tu Meng himself disagreed with the decision to reduce the land for potato planting, he still nodded and agreed: "Then I will spare people to do this in a few days." ”

"No, it's starting tomorrow!" Invincible said, seeing Tu Meng's stunned appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I can use those dug potatoes, and I only want them for the next two days, especially those big guys with a diameter of more than one meter, dig them all out and keep them for me." ”

Tu Meng nodded thoughtfully: "You take these sweet potatoes...... It's not going to sell, is it?! ”

Invincible Wan'er: "Sort of, half sold and half given, who made this thing not very delicious." ”

Tu Meng sneered: "Who said that? Let him starve for ten days, and see if he still says that this thing is not delicious, haha. ”

Invincible smiled and didn't answer.

Hungry

All kinds of food are delicious!

……

Gruul is a Bimon warrior, defined in a more precise word, he is supposed to be a reserve warrior of the Pyg Bimon.

This time, I heard that the human invasion of the empire, His Majesty the Beast Emperor issued a conscription order to the entire clan, and all normal males of the appropriate age had to participate in the war, and the Pigs were no exception. Moreover, the Pigs sent another 500,000 tribesmen this time, which was the largest number of people participating in the battle among the Beamon tribes, but such a number of warriors did not make His Majesty the Beast Emperor give their clan any reward.

Gruul is a rare thinker of Pyg Beamon.

However, this kind of love of thinking is only compared to other ordinary Pigs Beamon, in fact, he does not think about problems for more than an hour a day, but compared to those who do not even think for a minute every day, Gruul is indeed a Pig Beamon full of wisdom and thoughts.

His habit of thinking came from the last time he participated in the war, when his left leg was cut off by a high-ranking swordsman of the human race, and a wise wolf Beamon warrior, that is, his comrade next to him at the time, rescued him, and this comrade-in-arms casually muttered "Brainless Monkey Beast!" Won't you move your brain, which only knows how to eat and drink?! What a waste of my time. ”

Later, Gruul saw the savior rush forward and kill several human warriors with his cunning attacks, including the high-ranking swordsman who cut off Gruul's left leg.

At that time, Gruul could only look at the heroic posture of the wolf comrade with the gaze that was a little glazed by blood loss, until this comrade was cut in half by a human swordsman who exuded a fiery red fighting aura. Later, the Gruul, who was lucky enough to be dragged back, finally learned from the mouths of other Bimon warriors about the official title of the kind of swordsman who can emit a fiery red fighting spirit - the gold-level fire type great swordsman. It is said that such people are generally the captains of human armies, equivalent to the bravest white-skinned warriors of their tribe.

Dying at the hands of such a powerful person, that wolf comrade-in-arms is not wronged.

Therefore, when Guru, who was sent to recuperate because of a short leg, he came to the conclusion that thinking with his brain can really make people more powerful!

Although that wolf clan comrade-in-arms died at the hands of the gold-level great swordsman, the few human warriors he killed were definitely not weak, and the swordsman who could easily cut off one of his legs died at the hands of the wolf clan comrade-in-arms in two or three clicks! That's where thinking comes in.

Therefore, when the Guru was sent back to the tribe with one leg missing, he learned to brag.

Having lost most of his labor, he slew a high-ranking human swordsman, the enemy who cut off his leg, when he boasted that he had had one leg cut off. The simple-minded villagers admired his rare heroic deeds of the Redskin Pigs, and decided to make him the deputy captain of the village's garrison, responsible for training and teaching the young Pigs warriors.

Now, Gruul's body is fat, because he doesn't need much exercise as a cripple, and he can eat more food than the average clansman.

From time to time, the village chief would come to him to discuss some problems, because the village chief, who was over forty-five years old, was a thinking Pig, but the village chief thought for about ten minutes a day, and in this regard, Guru was undoubtedly more thoughtful than the village chief.

When the village chief sent a village woman from the village to greet Guru, Guru lazily lifted his clean body spread on the big rock. He was a thinking Pigg wise man, and he had long since fallen out of the habit of rolling in the mud like the rough people of his village, for it would stink and dirty at the same time.

In the village, only he and the village chief are the two who love cleanliness the most, especially the Guru, whose natural red skin shines with a layer of oil in the sun, as if it is the finest leather.

Guru stood up and lazily asked the village woman, who only told the village chief to hurry back to the village to welcome a messenger from the imperial capital of Palia.

This news suddenly woke up the Guru, who had just focused his eyes and all his attention on the two fat and swaying masses of meat of the village woman in front of him.

Gruul didn't have time to hook up with the Pig widow who had just died of her second husband, even if the widow had washed herself these days to seduce him, he picked up the crutch at hand and waved it, and shouted, "Carry me quickly." ”