The sheep held her forehead, she forgot these words, these orcs were difficult to understand.

Well, she didn't explain it either.

"It's nothing, patriarch I found a lot of food today, all of which popped up in my mind for no reason, and in the dark, it was like I seemed to have long understood that these things could be eaten."

Hearing Yang Mianmian's words, the patriarch was overjoyed, looking at Yang Mianmian's eyes, he smiled so much that the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were crawling.

Yang Mianmian hurriedly lifted the basket in front of the patriarch and took out the contents one by one.

"Patriarch, look, this is a sweet potato, and my memory tells me that it can still be stored for a long time in winter.

It's a pity that I didn't dig much, and the next time I see something like this, the patriarch can let the females dig it out.

Lo and behold, this is the sweet potato leaf. ”

And the sheep didn't even let go of the sweet potato vine, she planned to take it back, cultivate the land first, plant the sweet potato vine, try this beast world, what is the difference between the crop maturity time and the previous life.

Looking at the sweet potatoes covered in mud, the smile on the patriarch's face had long froze.

"Mianmian, the fruit we eat grows from the tree, why did you dig this fruit in the ground?

Can this be eaten? Could it be that when the beast god pointed you out, you misunderstood? ”

The patriarch's questioning words, and suspicious eyes, made the sheep and sheep rush to share the good mood of sweet potatoes, and suddenly struck!

Belch!

In fact, this sweet potato is really not in her space, it is really what she planed on this hillside.

She didn't grow sweet potatoes in her space at all, after all, in the countryside in her previous life, it was still easy to eat sweet potatoes.

And the land that can be planted in her space is not large, and it is impossible for her to waste it to grow sweet potatoes just the size of the land.

But she shaved the sweet potatoes so hard that she threw them.

After all, she was an antelope, and her claws were not as sharp as those of other nail orcs, and she didn't have a hoe, she only dug up the earth by digging a little bit of a branch.

Who knows, the patriarch didn't believe her so much.

But the sheep also know why the orcs always go hungry in winter.

Because they know that what they can eat is really very little.

In winter, only air-dried meat can be eaten, and fruits and nothing can be found.

Moreover, they don't even eat grass, in their consciousness, eating meat can make them improve their physical strength, and eating grass will only make them constantly secrete saliva and feel hungry.

And they don't know that some "grass" can be boiled and eaten with meat.

The single cooking method and the lack of fire are the root causes of the lack of food in many small tribes in the beast world, so eating raw meat is also the regular lifestyle of most small tribes.

But hunting is not easy for small tribes, where is there so much meat, which can be stored for the whole winter, for more than two hundred orcs to eat?

Therefore, in winter, the orcs generally eat once every three days, and the meat in their hands will only be half of what they eat on weekdays.

At this point, many orcs have decreased their physical strength in winter, and various diseases have found them, and the mortality rate is reflected in the winter.

Suddenly, Yang Mianmian felt that it was not a way to use the excuse that suddenly appeared in her mind for a long time, and she had to find something convincing to persuade the patriarch to go back.

But this sweet potato, since she dug it up, she must let the tribesmen accept it.

"Patriarch, I'll show you what I'll eat later, there are some things that really can't be eaten only when they grow on trees.

All things in heaven and earth have their own rules of survival, and these things must have their own reasons for appearing. ”

Yang Mianmian's words made the patriarch feel so profound, but he was very happy.

Because of what Yang Mian said, the more he couldn't understand it, the more he could prove that Yang Mian was the orc who was favored by the beast god.

"Patriarch, we hunted two Allahs, should we go and prepare food now?"

Two males, one carrying what they called "Allahmon", grinned and walked up to the patriarch, obviously asking for credit.

The patriarch was successfully attracted by the two of them, and turned to look at the "Allah Beast" carried by the two males, and his eyes lit up!

"Today, this allah beast is really not small, take it and dispose of it, and I'll make a fire."

When the patriarch said the word "make a fire", his tone was very proud!

Yang Mianmian couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker, it seemed that she still had some luck.

Just because of the problem of fire, the patriarch just treats her differently, and then she wants to bring rapid development to the tribe, and the patriarch must not hold her up to the sky?

The two males took a group of females to deal with the allah, and the patriarch looked back at the sheep again, his eyes a little more determined.

"Mianmian, you haven't come to collect it before, today you see anything that can be eaten, pick it, and we'll see if it can be eaten when we go back?"

The patriarch no longer doubts, and the affirmation of the sheep cotton makes the sheep cotton full of confidence in the future!

"Okay, listen to the patriarch!

But the patriarch said that we all picked these fruits from the trees to eat, why can't we also plant some fruit trees in the tribe?

And this sweet potato, it can grow so big in the ground at will, which means that it is not impossible to want them to grow in the territory of our tribe.

You say that if we planted it in our own tribe, would we be able to grow a lot of it ourselves?

When we succeed in keeping the fruit trees alive and fruiting and the sweet potatoes growing in patches, will our tribe still need to come out and collect them in the future?

When the time comes, we will have enough to grow ourselves, and it will not be a matter of time before the tribe wants to grow? ”

The patriarch who wanted to leave was suddenly stopped by the sheep and said something incomprehensible, the patriarch couldn't understand it at all, but it seemed that he understood something again.

"What is it? Mianmian, why are you talking so strangely? ”

Yang Mianmian's embarrassed heart was empty, and she pretended to grab her hair to relieve the embarrassment before she spoke again: "Patriarch, I don't know, that's the word in my mind."

By the way, it should mean digging up the fruit trees here and planting them in the open space of our tribe. ”

Hearing this, the patriarch's eyes lit up!

"Is that really okay?"

"Can you do it, just try it and you'll know, if it fails, there's nothing to lose anyway, right?"

Hearing Yang Mianmian's words, the patriarch could no longer be calm, and hurriedly called a few patrolling males, which were to attack a wild fruit tree on the hillside.

Seeing this, the sheep and the sheep hurriedly followed.

After all, these orcs have no idea the importance of tree roots.

To my surprise, the sheep found many seedlings of fruit trees under the fruit tree.

"Patriarch, look at this, it's better to dig up this seedling, it's better than a big tree to move out of the soil and plant it in another place."