"Get up, get up." Seeing them look so miserable, Gavin couldn't bear to toss them.

"Thank you, Master Wang." Goss hurriedly said, "What do you command?" ”

"You can just call me Lord." Gavin groaned slightly, "You send someone to collect some firewood, we'll cook first, and we'll talk about the rest after eating." ”

This is a delaying tactic, the other side surrendered too quickly, so that Gavin's original plan was all disrupted, and it needs to be reformulated to ease the atmosphere on both sides, at least give him some time to understand the situation of Kuroi.

"Let's go collect firewood!" Goss waved his hand, and the kobolds scattered, and then all over the mountains, all with the sound of babbling.

Seeing this situation, Gavin immediately regretted it a little, this can't be the other party's delaying tactic, right?

After these kobolds ran away, they never came back.

Gavin didn't show any expression, and set up two large hanging pots by the river step by step, and after adding water, all kinds of vegetables and meat, sprinkled everything in it, sprinkled a handful of salt, lit a fire, and boiled it.

Most of these kobolds may have the idea of seeing that the momentum is not good, and they will scatter in a hurry, and even their leaders don't plan to care.

Survival has always been the only magic weapon for the survival and continuation of their race.

Those young kobolds obviously haven't inherited this kind of experience, and they are very obedient to collect the firewood around them, and send them back, one trip after another, and they are very energetic, even if their leader Goss glances at them, they don't see it, especially when the pot is boiling and the fragrance begins to float out, they are more energetic.

The adult kobolds who were grinding in the distance, smelling the fragrance, couldn't bear it anymore, dodged and hugged a bundle of dry firewood, tentatively walked back, and began to add firewood under the two pots.

Seeing that his food tactics had achieved extraordinary results, Gavin was not in a hurry to talk about things, stirred the two cauldrons more vigorously, and in order to increase the fragrance, grabbed two more spices from the carriage and threw them in.

The smell, buzzing, came up, drifting out more than ten meters with the wind, and Gavin felt a little hungry when he smelled it, let alone the kobolds who were hungry and full.

Vic, the goblin warlock, is guarding a cauldron, his greedy saliva is flowing, and he refuses to move a single step.

In other aspects, Vic has grown rapidly, but in this food, he still has not improved at all—and it cannot be said that he does not eat at all, at least he does not eat bones.

These two are big hanging pots for cooking for the caravan, half a meter deep, one meter in diameter, with water and food, can hold hundreds of catties, and it is naturally quite laborious to cook, and it takes two or three hours.

These two or three hours were simply torment for those kobolds.

Don't run away.

I don't know what fate I will face next.

Run away.

Reluctance, the smell of the nose further aggravated their hunger.

"It's time to eat!"

With Gavin yelling.

Hula.

Those kobolds, young and old, all jumped back, and the number of people changed.

Gavin remembered clearly that there were only thirty-four kobolds kneeling with Goss, and now there were fifty-three waiting for the meal to be served.

Gavin didn't say anything, just smiled meaningfully at Goss, who was not far away.

Goss was numb by this smile, the back of his head was itchy, and he angrily scolded his people for not being angry, and he couldn't bear the temptation of a meal.

But the problem is, it's so fragrant, he's lived for almost fifteen years, and he hasn't smelled such a fragrant meal.

"Line up, don't rob!" Gavin knocked on the hanging pot and said loudly.

Gavin originally thought that these kobolds didn't have the concept of queuing, but he didn't think about it, he just shouted, and those kobolds seemed to understand, and in the blink of an eye, they became a long line, obviously coming in the order of the eldest and youngest, but it was different from the order of respecting the old and loving the young, this order was that the young and strong came first, and then the young and old.

In their eyes, it is the best choice to ensure the survival of the race, always come first, and survive to the end.

Gavin didn't correct their thoughts for a while, as long as he didn't look like a messy pack of dogs grabbing food, he was satisfied.

With the division of the wooden bowl, the population of the entire Heijing tribe was basically counted, not fifty-three, but fifty-seven, a few were more tolerant, endured the first round, failed to endure the second round, and quietly joined the food sharing team.

The two hanging pots were divided into five rounds before they were finished.

This group of kobolds, when eating, fought with Vic, left with the bowl on the front foot, and poured it into their stomach as soon as the back foot raised their head, even if it was hot, they still drank vigorously.

It's not one or two, but one counts as one, and both are virtuous.

Before the first lap was finished, the first one was already holding the bowl and running to the back of the line.

Gavin stopped giving him food from those who had lost his bowl, until he went to pick it up and got a second serving.

With frequent digging of memories, Gavin's memory has improved dramatically.

These kobolds all looked the same, and Gavin only needed to look at them carefully to remember them clearly, and distinguish them from a group of kobolds.

Judging by their appearance, most of them were only half-full, and Gavin was not ready to feed them all at once, which would be an effective means for him to control them in the early stage.

It is not for nothing that those slave owners use this to control slaves.

Although Gavin had no intention of becoming a slave owner, he could only use this method to make do with it if he did not establish enough prestige and trust in the early stage.

After a meal of feeding, the distance between the two sides has narrowed a little closer.

At least the kobolds are no longer shrinking their heads and trying to stay away from Gavin.

Initially, Gavin wanted to give an uplifting speech, but now he completely dismissed the idea.

Except for the kobold named Goss, the rest of the kobolds are limited to the simplest words to eat and drink, although they know a little kobold, but they don't want to come to one, half of the article is all kinds of watery speeches.

Let's start with what you do best.

Leaving Anna and Vic behind to guard the carriage, Gavin led the horses out for a walk, and when they returned, there were two more lean rock sheep on their backs.

This kind of sheep, which is a specialty of the mountains, has a special ability to fly on the wall, and the steep cliff is the place where they flee for their lives.

It is precisely with this ability that they are still numerous in the community of kobolds and goblins like starving ghosts, especially on the cliff in the east, at least hundreds of them have stayed, and it is estimated that there are even more that have not been found.

Barking...... Wangwang......

Seeing the two rock sheep that Gavin had brought back, many kobolds were drowning in their mouths.

They know how delicious it is.

In order to avoid the hunters, they climb and jump on the slopes and cliffs all the year round, so that they do not have a little fat from top to bottom, they are all chewy lean meat, especially the four hooves, which are beyond the ordinary fat, and the climbing meat pads below are soft and fragrant.

They couldn't remember when they tasted this food, as if the cubs had never had a chance to eat this food before they were separated.

"What about them?" Gavin asked Anna in a whisper.

The number of kobolds is sparse, less than half, of which cubs account for more than half.