The wind was still blowing with snow particles, and it hurt slightly on the face, but the momentum was not as fierce as last night. After a night, the snow was much thicker, and the stains and marks left by yesterday were gone, and it was white as far as the eye could see.

She grabbed a handful of snow and carefully scrubbed her dirty hands and dirty fingernails, then wiped her face and teeth, and finally dug up the cleanest ball of snow, stuffed it in her mouth, chewed it for a while, and spit it out.

When she did this, she was always expressionless, yesterday's existential crisis was in front, and everything else could be ignored, but at this moment, looking at herself by the light of day, it was so dirty that it was miserable, especially the bad breath when she just woke up, not to mention the taste of Su Shuang.

After slightly solving the problem of personal hygiene, Lu gently walked away barefoot, found a remote location to solve his personal physiological problems, and buried his excrement expressionlessly, so he endured not to pinch and go back.

"Deer, come and eat. As soon as he entered the cave, he was pulled by his mother Sanzhi to the side of the stone pot, and a heavy stone bowl was stuffed in his hand.

While eating her, she said to Sanzhi, "There are still some coconut fruits, and they will all be made for the people who are not in good health to eat in a while." ”

"I've watched what you do, I'll do it, you don't have to be busy. Sanzhi said.

After eating a piece of tofu, Lu gently asked Dacheng next to him: "You want to go out hunting?"

"It's getting colder, the snow is going to get heavier, and we're going to get some meat while we can still get out. Dacheng fiddled with his weapon, a stone axe - a hole in a wooden stick with a thick arm, embedded in a yellow-gray stone, Lu lightly glanced at it twice, although it was a stone, but the stone was really smooth and sharp, not much worse than a knife, plus a strong arm strength, this axe is not a small lethality.

In addition to this, Oshiro carried a bow on his back, which was made of extremely tough wooden strips, the strings were braided from the skin torn from the rattan, and the arrows were sharpened by thin strips.

Although the whole bow and arrow workmanship is rough, but it is also a rare long-range weapon, in the original memory, making a bow and arrow is still a unique skill of Dacheng, although he also taught the clansmen to do, but because of such a rough bow and arrow accuracy is poor, the range is short, only Dacheng alone makes it good, so he is the only one in the tribe who uses a bow.

However, there should not be such a thing as a bow and arrow at all, where did the big city come from? Did he really lose his memory? Is there really a place on this continent that has developed far more than an indigenous tribe like Qinglu?

For a moment, many questions flashed through Lu Qingqing's mind, which also made her feel an inexplicable sense of crisis, but the next moment, she left these too distant confusions behind

"How many people to take?"

"Ten of them, all of them are the strongest and most skilled hunters in the tribe. ”

Lu lightly looked at the ten male clansmen next to him, they were all tall, but they had not eaten well for a long time, and the muscles on their bodies were not distinct, and Lu Qing was very doubtful that they could hit their prey.

"Then be careful, for the beasts that hunger in the winter are not to be provoked. I'll also take people to dig up the demon taro and find out if there's anything else to eat. ”

Lu said softly about his plan, and did not mean to ask for advice, but had already decided to do so, which was completely different from the previous young man who had no opinions and was only submissive.

Now beneath her immature and thin face, there seemed to be a mature and independent soul, and Oshiro couldn't speak such complex and profound words, but he felt very keenly.

He stayed in the Qinglu tribe just to repay the horn for saving his life, and he looked down on the tribe itself, but now he suddenly felt that Qinglu might really be able to survive this cold winter.

Sending away the hunting team in the big city, Lu lightly made an inventory of the people of the tribe.

There are nearly 200 people in total, and the ratio of men to women is about three to one.

Among them, there are more than 30 sick and disabled people and young children who have almost no labor force, and these people let them leave the cave to send them to death, and they can barely do odd jobs in the cave.

Half-aged, there are twenty-one children who can help with light work, seventeen boys, five girls, and Lu Qingqing himself is one.

There are about 40 elderly people, although their physical strength is not very good, but it is not to the point where they can't move.

The remaining 100 or so are young and middle-aged, and they are the main force of the tribe.

Lu Qing was a little worried about this structure, the entire tribe only has more than half of the young adults, if you remove the more than ten people of the Yao gang, less than half, and the serious imbalance in the ratio of men and women is also very unfavorable to the development of the tribe.

Lu gently put down the worries that were too far away, let Jiao preside over the overall situation in the cave, supervise the continued production of konjac tofu, level the ground, and get more snow houses, and he took most of the main force plus a strange and went out to dig konjac.

Konjac grows on the slope of the mountain in the distance, about half an hour's journey from the cave, and Lu gently looks at the long snow in the middle and can't afford to have the courage to take a step.

She stood for a moment, then shrunk back again.

"What's wrong, why don't you leave?" the clansmen wondered.

Yao raised his thick lips on the side, and sneered: "I'm afraid, the hairy boy doesn't want to go out because of this bit of snow, why should he be the next chief?"

Lu gently took out the hay from his snow hut and responded to Haruka's words with a smile: "Since Elder Haruka thinks so, go out with us and supervise me on the side." ”

"Hmph, that's for you young people. ”

"That's right. Lu patted his forehead lightly, "I forgot, Elder Yao is old, and he has lost two teeth, so he can only sit in the cave and eat ready-made." ”

Someone burst out laughing and hurriedly covered their mouths.

Haruka's face turned blue with anger.

Haruka is not as gentle and kind as the horn, but very strict, and he is bent on joining the Dapeng tribe, even at the cost of the clansmen becoming slaves, the clansmen secretly have some complaints about him, plus there is something to eat for the time being, the atmosphere in the tribe is relaxed, and there are idle jokes.

Haruka roared, "What are you laughing at?

"There's no hurry. Lu lightly sat cross-legged on the ground, fiddling with the hay in his hand, "The God of Food told me a sentence, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, okay, I know Elder Yao, you don't understand, it means that if you want to do something, you must first make adequate preparations, so that things will start quickly and smoothly, am I not preparing?"

Haruka listened to her muttering a string of words, and her brain was dizzy when she heard it, and she barely caught a few key words, and sneered: "A few hay is called preparation?"

"Elder Yao doesn't understand this again, it's okay if you can't understand it yourself, but you can't question the craftsmanship passed down to me by the God of Food and his old man just because you are ignorant. ”