Although these newly harvested white grains cannot be planted, there is no need to keep them at all.

However, Lin Luo had no intention of eating it immediately.

Just like the potatoes harvested before, although the yield is already very high, a large part of it can be used as food.

However, Lin Luo was not in a hurry to let the clansmen eat it, but stored it all temporarily.

This was a decision made by Lin Luo after consulting with several witches, intending to save all the potatoes and the freshly harvested white grains for the feast of the great sacrifice.

Last year, due to migration, the tribal alliance did not hold a major sacrifice.

Therefore, this year's Great Sacrifice is not only the first Great Sacrifice they have held since they migrated to this area.

At the same time, it was also the first time after the purple bamboo spirit broke through the barbarian race.

In this regard, Lin Luo and several witches all had the same idea, and they all wanted to hold this big sacrifice more grandly.

For ordinary clansmen, what they are most concerned about is whether the feast after the great sacrifice is rich.

Therefore, after discussing with several witches, Lin Luo decided to save all the two crops for the feast of the great sacrifice.

"Chief Deer, in a few days, please lead a trading team to the He tribe and trade some more grain seeds back. ”

Ignoring the depressed Feng on his face, Lin Luo turned his head towards Chief Deer and said.

The last time he went to the He tribe, Lin Luo originally just wanted to sneak into the He tribe and steal some grain seedlings without knowing it.

I didn't expect that in the end, it would make a big fuss, and many soldiers of the He tribe saw his appearance, which can be regarded as having revealed his identity.

Therefore, Lin Luo did not plan to go over in person to trade the seeds of the grain grass to be planted during the dry season this time, and was ready to let the deer chief go to trade in the name of the elk tribe.

Anyway, the trade with the He tribe is not as strict as participating in the Giant Turtle Tribe Fair, and the totem of each totem warrior will not be specifically checked.

Therefore, even if the deer chief is allowed to lead some totem warriors of the Bamboo Clan, he will not be discovered by the He tribe.

"Okay, no problem. ”

Hearing this, Chief Deer nodded slightly.

Last time, Lin Luo infiltrated the He tribe to steal Gu He seedlings, and the deer chief knew very well.

And now, the grain seedlings that were stolen back by Lin Luo have also grown and matured and been harvested.

After peeling back a few white grains and confirming that those white grains had germs that could be planted repeatedly, Lin Luo preserved them all properly.

However, the amount of white grain is very small, and it needs to be accumulated over a longer period of time, like potatoes, before it can be cultivated on a large scale.

So before that, if they wanted to plant grain and grass on a large scale, they could only continue to use the flesh and blood of the fierce beast to trade seeds from the He tribe.

"Lin Luo!"

And just as the deer chieftain's answer was falling, a shout suddenly came from a distance.

It was a young man of about twenty years old, who looked a little thin, not a totemic warrior, not even an ordinary warrior.

At this moment, the young man was panting and running from a distance, his face full of excited smiles.

"Success?"

Looking at the young man's expression, Lin Luo suddenly asked with joy on his face.

"Yes, it should have been a success. ”

Hearing Lin Luo's inquiry, the young man gasped with some uncertainty and said, "I tasted it, and the taste was different from the previous ones. ”

"Let's go, take me there. ”

Hearing this, Lin Luo immediately said.

From the young man's words, Lin Luo guessed that it was very likely that he really succeeded this time.

After all, they could have failed more than a dozen times before.

"Good. ”

The young man immediately nodded in response.

"Lin Luo, what succeeded?"

At this time, Feng on the side hurriedly stopped Lin Luo, who was about to leave, and asked out loud.

From the conversation just now, he was already keenly aware that it seemed to be edible food.

Before, Bai Gu was given a pole by Lin Luo to support it until two months later before it could be eaten, and Feng's heart was depressed.

At this moment, seeing Lin Luo so excited, Feng naturally immediately became interested in the food that the young man was talking about.

"The wine was made successfully. ”

Lin Luo turned his head and replied.

Then, he said to Chief Deer, "Chief Deer, the matter of rice husking here will be left to you." ”

"No problem. ”

Hearing this, Chief Deer immediately nodded in agreement.

"Wine?

Feng had a puzzled expression.

"It's the kind of water that Lin Luo said at the happy banquet last year that there are many different flavors. ”

Looking at Feng with a puzzled face, Yong on the side reminded him.

After speaking, Yong immediately stepped towards Lin Luo, who had already left with the young man.

"Wait for me!"

Feng also hurriedly shouted and chased after him quickly.

After Yong's reminder, Feng also remembered the wine that Lin Luo had mentioned at the happy banquet last year.

......

"This is it!"

Aoba pointed to a clay pot in front of him and said to Lin Luo with a nervous expression.

He was just an ordinary clansman of the Bamboo Clan, and because he had been relatively thin since he was a child, he was not qualified to become a warrior.

Therefore, after reaching adulthood, Aoba can only join the collection team and be responsible for the task of collecting various wild fruits.

It wasn't until one day in this year's birth season that Lin Luo personally found him and handed him the responsibility of making fruit wine from wild fruits, that Aoba's original life changed all of a sudden.

He no longer has to go out every day to collect as before, he just needs to stay in the valley and be in charge of brewing something called sake.

For such a task, Aoba naturally couldn't ask for it.

Because he knew that as long as he completed the heavy task assigned by Lin Luo, he would have the opportunity to obtain the diluted blood of the fierce beast, which would make him even stronger.

Perhaps in the near future, he will also be able to become a respected warrior.

So, after receiving this important task, Aoba excitedly began to study the use of different wild fruits to make sake every day.

But as time went by, in the continuous failure again and again, Aoba, who was originally quite confident, also felt a blow.

Now, he had tasted the fruit wine in the clay pot in front of him, although it was different from the previous failed taste, it was very similar to the taste of the wine described by Lin Luo.

However, Aoba still can't confirm whether he really succeeded, and his heart is inevitably full of nervousness.

"Suck, suck!"

Bent down and put his nose close to the clay pot and sniffed hard, smelling the faint fragrance of fruit, Lin Luo's face also showed a little apprehension.

Judging by the taste, this fruit wine brewing should have been a success.

However, the previous failures have already made Lin Luo have a slight psychological shadow, for fear that this time it will be empty joy.

"Suck!"

Soon, Lin Luo took a deep breath, picked up a small wine cue made of bamboo next to him, and stretched it into the clay pot.