Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Alive." Chang Xia raised his head lightly, with a smile on his lips, and said excitedly: "I successfully planted Kira grass in the small river wilderness. At the same time, the last time I went out to pick the seeds and brought them back to the tribe, except Except for one or two seeds that rotted and died, the rest survived."

"Great!"

"Chang Xia is super awesome."

"Chang Xia, you are amazing!"

All the orcs praised Chang Xia, looking at her with eyes filled with admiration.

Xylophone pushed the door open and entered with a light smile, "What did Chang Xia do again?"

Hearing Nan Feng and the others keep praising Chang Xia, Xylophone couldn't help guessing, did Chang Xia promise to give them some delicious food tonight?

"Ah Mu, Chang Xia planted Kira grass in the Xiaohechuan wilderness—" Nanfeng said excitedly. At the same time, he also talked about Chang Xia's ability to give birth.

Xylophone clasped her hands tightly, stared at Chang Xia seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Chang Xia, is this true?" The tribe owed Chang Xia more and more, neither the xylophone nor the tribe knew how to repay Chang Xia.

Perhaps, the proposal of Gen and the elders is worth considering.

think about.

Xylophone's eyes flashed.

Looking at Chang Xia's eyes, there is no longer a look of indebtedness.

Obviously, as if trying to understand something.

"Really. However, if we really want to let the Kira grass take root and multiply in the Baihe River Basin, we need to cultivate the second and third generation Kira grass." Chang Xia said seriously.

The first generation of Kira grass was forcibly bred by Chang Xia with his bloodline ability.

Without the maintenance of the ability of Chang Xia's bloodline, it may soon wither and die after being transplanted. However, if the second and third generations can be bred, the characteristics of Kira grass will be suitable for growing in the Baihe River Basin.

Instead, transplant them back to Qingyue Forest.

Instead, they are not suitable and will wither and die directly.

"Do you need help from the tribe?" Xylophone took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement and excitement in her heart. At this moment, she even forgot the sweet potato wine in front of her.

"I'm busy for the time being. When I need it, I won't be polite to the tribe." Chang Xia calmly waved his hand. The newly reclaimed wasteland in Xiaohechuan Wilderness was planted with vegetables grown by her blood. Really can't help much.

Nanfeng said: "Ah Mu, tell the patrolling tribe to pay more attention to the small river, and don't let wild animals get close to it, so as not to destroy the vegetables planted in Changxia."

"Yes, Nanfeng is thoughtful." Maple Leaf echoed.

at this point.

She didn't think of it just now.

Xylophone then praised Nanfeng.

When my cub is normal, it's fine. It's just that she's going crazy from time to time, which bothers her. Xylophone supports Gen to let Nanfeng and the Sheyue tribe get married. Originally, he thought that after the marriage, Nanfeng would be more sensible. Who knows that after the marriage, Nanfeng will fly farther and farther on the road of letting himself go...

This is also unexpected for the xylophone.

"Leave this matter to me. I will personally find the patrolling clansmen." Xylophone said.

Changxia's vegetable garden is the most suitable for growing these vegetables.

However, the vegetable garden has been planted with mulberry shrubs and vine trees, etc., and they are not suitable for transplantation at present.

Therefore, Chang Xia could only go to the Xiaohechuan wilderness to open up wasteland.

Xiaohechuan has a large area of ​​wilderness, enough for all kinds of tossing in summer.

After speaking, the xylophone patted his forehead lightly.

"Look at me, I almost forgot the business. Chang Xia, how should I store these sweet potato pulp?" Xylophone asked lightly. She came here to ask about Chang Xia sweet potato pulp. At this time, dozens of pottery vats, large and small, were piled up in the tribal square, and each pot was filled with sweet potato pulp.

Chang Xia said: "Look for a cool and ventilated place, pay attention not to be exposed to direct sunlight. Smell it every day, if the smell changes, it is probably broken."

It takes 15-20 days for sweet potato pulp to ferment, and the fermentation of sweet potato pulp within this range will release the smell of wine. If it's another flavor, it's likely that the brewing failed and it's broken.

"Is it okay to put it in a cave?"

"OK."

"Ah Mu, there is no place to put these pottery jars in Changxia's house, can they be placed in the warehouse with the fence around Baihu?"

The big warehouse has not been dug yet.

However, these six clay pots need to be placed carefully.

It's not easy for Chang Xia to ask, but Nan Feng has no scruples at all.

"The warehouse over there can be put there, but the underground has not been dug and built yet. I'm afraid that if I accidentally smash the pottery vat when digging and building the warehouse, it will be a waste." Xylophone frowned, and suddenly her expression Chang Xia said, "I'll talk to Elder Dalai. Do you think it's okay to put these six pottery jars in the shooting range around the White Lake?"

Every day, early in the morning.

Chang Xia will go to the shooting range to practice archery.

The pottery jars filled with sweet potato pulp were placed on the shooting range, and Chang Xia could take care of them every day.

"That's right! I forgot about the shooting range, it's really suitable there." Chang Xia woke up startled, and said joyfully, "Mum Xylophone, don't bother you about this matter, I'll discuss it with Elder Dalai myself."

The tribe is busy, so there is no need to bother her with such trivial matters.

"Okay, you take care of it yourself. I have to go back to the tribe to put the clay pot..."

While talking, Xylophone turned and left again.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

I really don't have a moment to spare.

"Let's take the clay pot to the shooting range to find Elder Dalai." Chang Xia said.

When Elder Dalai is free, he either sits near the wall of the White Lake and basks in the sun, or he is on the shooting range. Other than that, I haven't seen him go anywhere else.

In a way.

Elder Dalai is also quite homely.

"Elder Dalai, where are you?"

Before stepping into the shooting range, Chang Xia shouted loudly.

The shooting range was remodeled by the elders of Dalai, and it was almost turned into a leisure room. There are shooting ranges for archery practice, cave dwellings for rest, bathrooms and toilets for flushing, and even a room for the kitchen.

Chang Xia felt that Elder Dalai wanted to live in a shooting range rather than a cave dwelling.

Looking at the renovation of the shooting range, it seems that Elder Dalai is ready to take action and plans to move at any time.

"Chang Xia, I'm behind." Da Lai responded.

Bypassing the shooting range, Chang Xia saw Elder Dalai digging a cave. Judging by the scale, Elder Dalai should plan to make it into a cellar to store sundries.

"Elder Dalai, I have brewed six tanks of sweet potato pulp. There is no place to store it in the cave. I plan to store it in the shooting range for a month, is that okay?" Chang Xia smiled and discussed with Elder Dalai coquettishly.

"Sweet potato pulp, wine?" Dalai's eyes lit up, he nodded hurriedly, and replied, "Yes. Don't say six tanks, you can put sixty tanks."

"Ha ha!"

Immediately, Nan Feng and other orcs outside the house laughed.

"Elder Dalai, there must be sixty tanks! There are no sweet potatoes in the Baihe River Basin. The tribe's sweet potatoes are all exchanged with the Sheyue tribe."

"If I can really brew 60 cylinders, I can vacate my bedroom and sleep directly in the courtyard of the cave dwelling. The bedroom is used to store sweet potato pulp."

"Elder Dalai, are you still rebuilding the shooting range? This looks like a cave dwelling. Does Elder Dalai want to live here?"

For a while, Nanfeng and the others put down the pots and wandered around the shooting range.

They don't like archery, and Chang Xia has always been here to practice archery at the shooting range, except for the first time since she was curious, she never came again.

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