Mango took the initiative to boil medicine for the little pom-pom, which is really rare. Mo Yi'er was surprised for a moment, and then she was relieved. She didn't stop him, she just looked at him with eager eyes, until he picked up the herbs and the clay pot and went outside to fetch snow!

Now the ice and snow in the sky are not polluted, and they can be melted and used for drinking water, so there is no need to go to the big cave to get water.

After that, they ate their dinner, and the herbs were boiled over the campfire. Because of the small pompom before, Mo Yier didn't go to the big cave again. Instead, he asked Smora to bring a few members of the Heim tribe and talk to them about the curtain.

It's cold and snowy outside, and the hay has been covered, but it's not that difficult to get it.

The tribesmen of the Flowing Cliff tribe all know where the wild grass grows tall and dense, and when the leaves fall, these grasses also dry up, and they are abandoned there, and if they want hay, they can just remove the ice and snow and cut some back.

After Mo Yi'er and a few people from the Haim tribe finished talking about the straw curtain, Simra had already led someone to cut some hay. There are not many of them, let them use them first, and there are still people cutting over there!

Because of the wind and snow, the hay was taken back to the cave and it was a little wet when it was hot. But that doesn't affect anything, even better. When the time comes, hang in the wind, and it will be dry with a little blow.

Several members of the Heim tribe, including Terissa, were people who could weave grass nets. I've tried a few times now, and I've been able to make a draft curtain.

These people think that Terisa is the most ingenious, don't look at her former willfulness, rarely do things. But she is no worse than others in her work, and she is worthy of being the daughter of the old leader of Hazen.

Talisa stayed in Mo Yier's small cave for just over an hour, and Muka came to find her, and when she entered the small cave, she didn't say that she was here to find Talisa, but smiled at Mo Yier and said, "Is there something to do, see if I can do a favor?" ”

"That's good! Mud card your hands are the most dexterous! "The way the whip is woven with small thorns of thorns is the best mud card. Thinking about it, this straw curtain can't stop him.

Teresa glanced up at Mucca at this time, and then lowered her head to get busy with the work at hand, and didn't talk to him at all.

Mucca didn't say anything, just did it beside Terissa, picked up a few wisps of hay, watched the movements in Terissa's hands, and after a while, he was busy. Even with only one hand, he can still weave, his fingers are much more flexible than the average person, and some people have to use the other hand to hold the hay, but he can do it with only one finger. Although the action is still a little rusty now, the part that has been made up is already in shape.

By midnight, a few people had already made a large straw curtain, and it would not be long before a few would be completed. Mo Yi'er looked at the moon outside and asked them to rest.

They all agreed, but they took the rest of the hay with them, and planned to go to the big cave to weave it again. I have to say that these people in the Haim tribe are all hardworking.

The same is true of Mucca, who also holds the hay that Terisa is holding in his arms, and with one hand, he holds more than Terissa. This man, even if he has a useless hand, is still a capable man.

Mo Yi'er was also glad that he had abolished one of his hands, which made him closer to the Flowing Cliff tribe. Otherwise, with the nature of Mud Ka, the Tribal Alliance has encountered so many things, and he doesn't know what kind of moths will be made with the Mud Tribe.

Everyone else left, and Mo Yi'er yawned. After drinking the blood of the golden lion, he also lay down in his previous resting position, ready to sleep.

Now that she has drunk the amount of Golden Lion blood, she has recovered to the beginning. Therefore, the spirit of the little pom-pom is also better day by day.

The next day, Mo Yier just got up. A few people from the Haim tribe brought a few finished straw curtains to show her, Mo Yi'er was very satisfied, such straw curtains were very thick and dense enough, hanging at the door of the shed, they were completely impermeable to the wind, and they would not be blown up by the wind. "That's great, Smorrah, you go and ask Stella if there's anything else for them to do, and if not, I'll take them to the altar today." There are many sheds on the side of the altar, and it will be exhausting to death if they all rely on them to weave straw curtains, so Mo Yi'er plans to let these people go over to teach those clansmen.

When Silkra heard this, she went to ask Silkra, who quickly replied and asked them to follow Mo Yi'er to work. Even if there is something in the tribal alliance, it is important to help those small tribes keep warm, right?

So, Mo Yi'er used some broth with them, and called Liluo, and everyone went to the altar in a majestic manner.

Mange also followed, and Mo Yi'er said that he would go over to revisit those patients, and if everything was fine, he would come back to rest.

Man Ge said no, after seeing the patient, he could still help Mo Yi'er work.

Mo Yi'er didn't say much, her man wanted to help herself, that was a good thing.

When Mo Yi'er and the others arrived at the altar, there were already many people waiting.

Mo Yi'er first showed them the woven straw curtains, and then asked them to send some people to follow and learn how to weave. It is better to be a woman, after all, it takes a lot of effort to build a fire kang and renovate a shed. The women still do some of the compilation work more lightly.

But as soon as he said this, Qianlong's expression changed slightly. Mo Yi'er couldn't help sneering, this Qianlong really has a lot of thoughts.

This time the harvest sacrifice, although everyone did not expect to be trapped here. But because of the infiltration of outsiders, the world is not peaceful. The other tribes came to participate in the harvest sacrifice, but they did not bring women.

Now in the entire shed area next to the altar, only the flower tribe has women.

Qianlong thought for a while before he hesitated to speak: "A few women from our tribe learned to weave straw curtains. ”

Mo Yi'er's eyes were sharp and pointed at Qianlong, and she sneered: "This is not good, all the women of the flower tribe have to come to learn to weave this straw curtain." ”

"Huh? That's not going to work! Qianlong subconsciously refused. The women had other things to do, a few woven straw curtains, enough for our tribe. ”

"Qianlong, what if I said that they should weave straw curtains for other tribes? Here, only your tribe has women. Now that this man's strength is very important, do you want to let men from other tribes weave straw curtains? Mo Yi'er didn't want to be polite to Qianlong, so she asked directly.

Qianlong subconsciously wanted to nod, but looking at the sneer on Mo Yi'er's lips, he still paused. After thinking about it for a while, he asked Mo Yi'er: "The women of our tribe have all gone to weave straw curtains, so what about the renovation of our tribe's sheds?" ”