The plan to make sea salt ended before it began, but Han Shuang was not discouraged, she simply asked, "Then where did the salt in your tribe come from?" ”

Bai replied: "Our tribe did not exchange for salt this year, only the mermaid tribe and the rock scorpion tribe have salt at the annual exchange meeting, and it is particularly expensive, an adult female can only exchange three packs of salt, if you exchange it for animal skins, a package of salt will cost fifty complete hides of large beasts, and if you replace it with a small beast such as a hare, you will have to have five hundred complete hides, and this year's reserves of our hides are not enough, so we did not exchange for salt." ”

Han Shuang frowned when she heard this, the salt was so expensive, she felt a little sad looking at these orcs.

Swallowing the chicken in her mouth with difficulty, she continued to ask, "How much is a packet of salt?" Is there a pound? ”

"A bag of salt is exactly a catty, the mermaid tribe and the rock scorpion tribe are very fine, and they don't give one more, but the mermaid tribe can be slightly better, and every time you exchange salt from them, you will get a shell or a conch and other decorations."

Bai's answer made Han Shuang's mood sink and sank, three catties of salt can be exchanged for a female orc, I really don't know whether to say that female orcs are precious or cheap.

If you have your own salt production chain, the future will definitely be better and better, after all, the salt in this world is comparable to gold.

The roast chicken has no taste at all and has some firewood, and she can't eat it after eating more than a dozen mouthfuls of Han Shuang, looking at the boiling chicken soup in the stone pot, she secretly licked her lips.

The chicken soup hadn't boiled enough, swallowed the saliva in her mouth, she looked at Feng and said, "Feng, if you have time tomorrow, help me make more stone pots, the bigger the better, it will be of a lot of use in the future." ”

"Okay, I'll start doing it tomorrow." After answering, Feng also stared at the chicken soup in the stone pot and swallowed his saliva.

Not only him, but several other people also looked salivating.

Bai stared at the stone pot for a long time, he already planned to let Feng mass-produce this kind of stone pot in his heart, Han Shuang's process of boiling soup was very simple, he wanted to promote this practice of food, especially cubs and the elderly, it was very suitable for this thick soup.

Feng is an orc in charge of polishing stone tools in the tribe, and the stone knives used to go out hunting are all made by him, so he has also cultivated a strong tendon meat, and he is undoubtedly the largest one in the tribe just by looking at his appearance.

Han Shuang didn't know that she wanted to promote the 'cooking food', Bai actually planned it in her heart one step ahead of her.

After please, she turned to Qingqing again and asked, "What do you female orcs do every day?" Can you tell me more about that? ”

Her question made Qingqing's cheeks turn red at first, and then she heard Qingqing reply: "We females look for wild fruits near the tribe every day, and then wash the animal skins when we come back, and take care of the little cubs by the way, and the rest of the time we mate with males to give birth to cubs." ”

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, and in the end she was almost inaudible, and even her flushed face lowered her for fear of being seen as shy.

Her shy appearance made the corners of Han Shuang's mouth twitch when she saw it, the world of orcs was really simple and rude, except for giving birth to cubs and cubs.

There are too few females, and they are also like this for the reproduction of the group, and they can't live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, Han Shuang silently defended the orcs in his heart.