A cold voice came from the side: "What is the reward?" Reward you for eating fart? ”

Bosen looked at Xiu Yan with resentment, is it really good that your mouth is so poisonous?

As a male, aren't you afraid of being abandoned by Ji Nuan's witch doctor?

Of course, Bosen, who was coerced by these words, didn't dare to say it, but silently turned around in his heart and sighed and let it go.

Those who know the times are handsome beasts, and when the strength is not enough to abuse him, they still have to endure it appropriately, in case they counterattack one day.

Xiu Yan sneered, counterattack?

Inexistent.

At this time, Ji Nuan was shocked, she didn't expect that Bosen would be able to come up with this method of drying salt.

She couldn't help but want to pat herself on the head.

She had been thinking about how to increase the yield of salt, but when she came back from a trip, he was greeted by such a big surprise.

Ji Nuan's eyes were full of joy, and his eyes were full of praise when he looked at Bosen: "Well done, hahaha, Bosen, you have really made a great contribution to the tribe." ”

Immediately, she looked at the somewhat stunned orc with a very serious expression: "This method of yours allows us to get more salt faster, and after this big trade fair, I will give you a beast god fruit as a reward." ”

"Wow~" The surrounding orcs were in an uproar.

He looked at Bosson with envy in his eyes.

Bosson only felt a big piece of roast meat hit his head, and he was about to faint.

After Ji Nuan finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to the stunned Bosen, and walked quickly towards the salt-drying pool.

There is already a fine salt in the bottom of the pool, and although the seawater in the pool is still mixed with some impurities, it does not affect the good mood of the warm season at all.

In this way, with the salt pond, the tribe's salt supply will not have to worry, and her seaside trade will be done.

…

"Patriarch, I'm back." Maori hurried into the cave, and the smile in his eyes was not hidden at all.

Nakura pointed to the animal skin cushion not far away beside him: "Sit down, how about it, what did those guys from the Sea Serpent Tribe say?" ”

Mauri laughed, his voice full of pride: "Of course they agreed, you don't know what I saw after I went to their station today, those orcs of the Sea Serpent tribe have already begun to graze." ”

"Eating grass?" Nakula couldn't help but feel a touch of contempt in her heart, this sea snake tribe is really...

The cold season has not yet come, they are already struggling with food, and such strength still wants to survive on land?

Isn't that a joke with your own life?

But he didn't have any sympathy for the Sea Serpent Tribe, a water tribe with only two evolved orcs, and he always looked like he was high in front of them.

I've long seen them unpleasant.

Maori nodded, and took out a black object from behind him: "This is it." ”

Naku stretched his hand and looked at it, frowning, "This is grass?" ”

It's a hard piece of it, it looks like a stone.

Mao Li broke off a piece from the black lump behind him: "You see, this is really grass, it's just the seagrass they fished from the sea before, and it's like this hard after it is dried, but this thing will become soft after soaking in water, and it is the food that all the tribes of their water tribe must save in winter." ”