For orcs, meat is the staple food, and sweet potatoes and potatoes are just grown to keep them from starving, and it is okay to eat them regularly, but they cannot replace the staple food.

Such an idea is not surprising, Zhu Yuanyuan has a clear heart, and if he wants to change the concept of the clansmen, it will not be achieved overnight, it will take time and opportunity, and he cannot be in a hurry.

Grandpa River is willing to eat a variety of sweet potatoes, but it is just to prevent the winter hoarding of meat is not enough.

Zhu Yuanyuan also had a plan in mind, she decided to launch a few dishes made of sweet potatoes and potatoes after the harvest, and then teach everyone to make dry vermicelli.

Whether it's sweet potato flour or potato flour, the taste is superb, and it is delicious and full to eat in stew, and it can also save a lot of meat, which is definitely popular.

Males who can hunt may not be rare, but those who can't share much meat and can barely fill their stomachs every day must like it, and there are tens of thousands of people in the tribe, the old, the weak, the sick and the young actually account for eight layers.

This is one of the reasons why the patriarch supports the plantation industry and even encourages the weaker adult males to enter the farming team.

The hunting ability is insufficient, and it doesn't take too many people to collect wild fruits from the mountains, so it is perfect for farming.

It is worth mentioning that there are very few rabbit orcs who join the hunting team, and there are many who join the gathering team, but most of them are females.

Since the time has not come, Zhu Yuanyuan is too lazy to make a temptation, and he will slip away as soon as he informs Zhu Li.

The tiles are burned out, there is nothing for her here, the time is still early, it just happens that today's daily brush is not brushed, you can finish the task and then go to the hot springs, the sun is about to set and go back to cook dinner for the master.

However, there is a saying that 'the plan can't keep up with the change, so I just finished my daily routine and took a shortcut to the hot spring, when I heard the noise in the distance.'

Zhu Yuanyuan listened attentively, not the roar of the beasts, but the panicked urging of the clansmen.

"Hurry up, the wound on Ah Shi's stomach is bleeding again, is there any hemostatic powder?"

"It's useless, the wound is too big, and the hemostatic powder can't stop the bleeding."

"If there is, pour it up, it's good to shed less blood, why don't you drag it until you enter the tribe and see the big witch."

"The wound on Adi's back is also bleeding, what should I do?"

"It's not far away, Ah Shi and Ah Di hold ......."

The messy speaker poured into his ears, and Zhu Yuanyuan's face changed suddenly when he heard it, does Ah Shi mean Brother Baishi?

Whether it was or not, she had to go and see if someone was seriously injured.

Zhu Yuanyuan took out a few packets of gold sore medicine, antidote powder and a roll of cotton cloth from the space warehouse and threw them into the back basket, hesitated slightly, took out a small porcelain bottle, opened the wooden stopper and poured five ginseng life-sustaining pills, and put them in his pocket in a rough small wooden tube.

It is said to be a life-sustaining pill, but in fact, it is used to hang one's life, and taking one at a critical moment can hold a breath for half an hour.

It's good for her to be able to carry some spare medicine with her when she goes out, but any more will seem strange, even if she wants to save people, she has to be thoughtful, but she can't show her flaws.

Preparing the medicine, Zhu Yuanyuan didn't dare to delay time, and the girl stepped forward, "What's wrong? Who's hurt?"

Zhu Yongyong's eyes lit up when he saw his sister, and he shouted eagerly, "Yuanyuan, stop the bleeding for Ah Shi, he was cut in the stomach by a strange beast to save me."

"I'm fine," Shiraishi smiled weakly as he lay on a stretcher, "Let's go see Ah Di first, he was overturned by a strange beast during the battle, and his back happened to hit a broken branch, and he bled too much and fainted."

"Don't speak, I'll show you before I speak," Zhu Yuanyuan said with a straight face.

The two seriously injured were carried over, and she looked left and right a few times, examined the wounds one by one, and knew what to expect.

Brother Bai Shi is conscious, although the wound on his stomach is long, it is not particularly deep, first sprinkle some gold sore medicine should be able to temporarily stop the bleeding, and he can last until he returns to the tribe for treatment.

Bai Di is not good, he is unlucky, the broken branch as thick as a thumb almost runs through his entire body, and his teammates are afraid that the blood will flow more violently, so they dare not pull out the broken branch directly.

There are foreign bodies, even if a lot of hemostatic powder is sprinkled, the blood still keeps coming out.

Zhu Yuanyuan ran farther this time in the brush task, and he was almost out of the tribe's cleaning range, saying that it was close to the tribe, but it didn't count, if he really let people carry the white land back like this, he might not be able to save his life.

So he gave Zhu Yongyong a pack of gold sore medicine, "Big brother, you first stop the bleeding for Brother Baishi."

Turning his head to look at the two orcs carrying the white ground, "Put the man down first, help me hold his hands and feet, don't let him move, I'll pull out the branches for him."

"Okay," the two orcs carrying improvised stretchers replied as they let them go.

"Wait a minute," Zhu Yuanyuan hurriedly shouted to stop, "Find a flat place, look at the foot, there are a few fist-sized stones."

Hearing this, the two orcs were very obedient and found a suitable place to put the person down, and then one of them pressed the foot of the injured number, and the other person pressed the shoulder of the injured number, so that Zhu Yuanyuan could do it.

Zhu Yuanyuan had already prepared the gold sore medicine, and when the injury was held down and couldn't move, his right hand quickly pulled out the branch, and then sprinkled the gold sore medicine powder he was holding in his left hand on the wound, sprinkled two more handfuls to block the blood, and then wrapped it in cotton cloth strips.

No matter how soft the skin is, it is not suitable for bandaging wounds, and not only will leaves and vines not work, but it will also starve the wound.

In contrast, a wound dressed with a cotton cloth is less prone to inflammation and heals faster.

Last year, there was not much cotton planted in the tribe, and the leader and the clan elders decided not to distribute it to the tribesmen, but to weave it directly into cloth and put it in Dawu to bandage the wounds.

After beating the cotton strip, Zhu Yuanyuan will also put some in the space for backup, which is not used.

After a lot of effort, the bleeding finally stopped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just keep him lying on his stomach and don't suffocate his nose," Zhu Yuanyuan advised, "The shaking amplitude is smaller, if the medicine powder is washed away by blood, it will not be easy to stop the bleeding."

She learned the golden needle method to stop bleeding in the virtual class, but she couldn't use it in this primitive world.

Even the master can't, how can she explain it if she shows this ability?

Although the beast god in everyone's heart goes to heaven and earth and has great magical powers, he doesn't know how to cure diseases and save people, and it is useless to push the pot to the old man.

Fortunately, everyone knew what was important, and they nodded when they heard the words, "Okay."

Originally, the movement of lifting people was very steady, but after being advised, I was even more careful, and the speed slowed down.

The orc's recovery ability is strong, as long as the bleeding is stopped, it can basically save his life, and if he drinks the medicine for a few days, the wound will heal quickly, and he will be a lively man after ten days and half a month.

There was no need to rush people back to the tribe for treatment, the atmosphere instantly improved, and someone began to discuss today's harvest.

"Such a big guy, it's enough for thousands of people to eat for a day," Zhu Yongyong said as he gestured, and encouraged his sister, "Wait for the leader to send meat to Dawuna, you can hurry up and make some food while it's fresh, I heard that it tastes good and has enough energy."

There is a kind of energy in the body of the alien beast that the orc can absorb, but the content is small, and it does not play a key role, unless it is eaten every day, or hunted a particularly powerful alien beast.