Orcs with strong claws and teeth, this thing will be very popular. "

Ren Heyin understood a little, "Is this thing exchanged for them as a weapon?"

"Yes, many orcs use it as a weapon, saying it's very useful, not worse than our sharp claws and teeth."

Ren Heyin watched that they finally knocked on one, and touched it lightly in the past.

The orc next to him reminded him, "Be careful, you will cut your hands."

"Yeah." Ren Heyin avoided the edges and corners of the animal horn, and pinched the animal horn. The more he pinched it, the more it felt like a ferroalloy product. He couldn't help but ask Han: "Can you give me one? I use honey to follow. The tribe changes."

Han shook his head, "Stonemane and beast horns are very precious. Whoever hits it will own it. Ask who wants to change it with you."

Ren Heyin subconsciously looked at Yunming.

Yunming said, "You don't need to change it, mine is for you."

The picture also said: "Mine is also for you."

The remaining few orcs without a partner spoke up, saying that they would give him the horns.

"Thank you." Ren Heyin hurriedly declined, "I just want to experiment with what this animal horn is, not so much."

Fortunately, owing favor to Yunming might give them the illusion of allowing them to chase after these orcs. Ren Heyin is now very careful about this.

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☆, milk tea

When a group of orcs saw that he was unwilling to accept it, their expressions were quite disappointed.

Especially Tu, looked at him and Yunming in particular, with a melancholy expression in his eyes.

Ren Heyin felt a sudden heart, and quickly changed the subject, "I picked some tea today. I don't know how to fry it. I will fry it later and everyone will taste it."

When the orcs heard him say this, they really diverted their attention, "What is tea?"

"That's it." Ren Heyin dismantled the net on the top of the back basket and showed them the young leaves inside, and stared down at the young leaves. "This is tea after being fried, so it's refreshing to drink."

Most of the orcs have blood stains on their hands, so it is not easy to get close.

The Asian orcs crowded around, and carefully checked the tea leaves with their hands.

The leaves in his hand are very tender, and a certain sub-orc is strange, "We have never picked this kind of wild vegetables."

"This is not wild vegetables, but tea." Ren Heyin said: "We generally don't eat it as a vegetable..."

Speaking of this, Ren Heyin thought of dishes such as Longjing Shrimp and Longjing Tofu. He felt inaccurate and changed his words quickly: "We prefer to use them for soaking water than when we are cooking."

"Do you put it in the pot and fry it like a stir-fry?" The Orcs around felt unimaginable, "Finally add water and boil it into soup?"

Ren Heyin smiled helplessly, "No, you'll know when I fire it out."

Stir-frying tea is not difficult. Many tutorials can be found on the Internet, especially video websites, which have the whole process of frying tea.

In order to save time, Ren Heyin did not dare to watch the video, but just glanced at the content of the relevant Q&A community.

Stir-fried tea should be oil-free and water-free, and it is best to fry it by hand.

Ren Heyin had never fried tea before, so he was afraid of burning his hands, so he could only deal with it with a clean spatula.

He was fried on a large stone slab, and the Orcs watched.

It takes a long time to stir-fry tea, and Ren Heyin is exhausted in the end. Qing and Ya and the others come over to take over and stir-fry for a while.

In the evening, everyone lit a bonfire and torches in the tribe, and they rushed to finish the tea before going to bed.

When Ren Heyin came back from his back, the tea leaves were in half of a tightly packed basket. When the copying was finished, a storage pot was not full.

Everyone has been busy for so long, and finally saw that the finished product came out so little, and felt that it was a little worthless.

Ren He faintly smiled: "When you drink milk tea tomorrow, you will know whether it's worth it."

In fact, milk tea is best brewed with black tea, but there is no black tea now, and green tea can do just fine.

The children in the tribe refused to go to sleep for so long. They just wanted to taste the tea. He didn't expect that Ren Heyin would not make it today, and had to wait for tomorrow. They were disappointed for a while, and his big eyes were full of loss.

"Brother Yin, why can't you make milk tea today?"

"How do I do without goat's milk?" Ren Heyin tapped the child's forehead lightly, "Go to bed, you didn't help with work, remember to change the milk tea tomorrow, each one has a basket, no one. People don’t have milk tea."

"I see." The children didn't give up after answering, "If you don't drink milk tea, then drink tea?"

"The tea is refreshing and refreshing. If you finish drinking it, you don't want to sleep tonight." Ren Heyin remained unmoved, "Walk around, I want to go to sleep too."

Ren Heyin didn't get up early the next day. In order to drink milk tea earlier, the children went to lay the grass before he got up.

There is one child in the tribe. Everyone has a basket of grass, and there is no shortage at all. Even the part of the river has Lan and Lu to help him.

Ren Heyin couldn't laugh or cry, so he pulled up Yunming and went to feed the sheep early in the morning and milk the sheep.

The big stone pot is to be used for breakfast. Ren Heyin borrowed several cooking pots and started to cook goat's milk together.

After the goat's milk is boiled, put it in the tea leaves, and put ten slices in each pot without adding too much.

Goat's milk was originally slightly creamy yellow, but after putting tea in it, it turned into a deeper yellow.

In the past, boiled goat milk could smell a heavier milky smell. Once the tea leaves were put down, the milky smell was suppressed and turned into an indescribable scent.

The children couldn't wait, one or two squatted nearby waiting for the milk tea.

After the goat milk tea is cooked, remove the fire and charcoal from the pot, open the lid and let it dry.

There were a total of five pots, and there was not enough goat's milk. Ren Heyin added some water to make sure that everyone in the tribe could drink it.

Milk tea should be sweeter to drink. Ren Heyin specially hugged the jar of honey. After the milk tea in the pot had cooled down, he scooped three spoons of honey into each jar and stirred it evenly.

"It's time to drink milk tea." Ren Heyin shouted, and the children stood up agilely and ran to Ren Heyin holding the bowl.

"Brother Yin, me! Let me first!"

"Everyone line up, don't push."

Ren Heyin pointed to the big wooden spoon in the cooking pot and smiled: "Scoop it by yourself, one bowl per person, don't scoop too much, and don't get dirty."

The children scattered around in a swarm of milk tea cans. You and I scooped up one bowl at a time.

Ren Heyin watched them drink, and the face of almost every child who drank milk tea was lit up.

They licked the milk tea stains on the corners of their mouths, taking every sip they drank carefully, wishing to taste one after another, and then took the last bit of taste.

Seeing them like this, Ren Heyin couldn't help but want to laugh.

After waiting for the child in front of the milk tea pot to be less, he specially used a larger bowl to give Yunming a bowl of milk tea.

Yun Ming took a sip, eyes down, and looked at the milk tea in the bowl in surprise.

Ren Heyin was a little proud, "It's delicious, isn't it?"

Yunming nodded, "It's really good."

After receiving this compliment, Ren Heyin sat contentedly to scoop himself a bowl of milk tea.

The milk tea made by myself is fresh and solid, and the milk flavor is extraordinarily strong.

The refreshing tea leaves with a bit of bitterness just suppressed the fishy taste of goat's milk and a little bit of greasiness, and the honey just right alleviated the bitterness of milk tea, and the sweetness has a little flowery aroma.

Ren Heyin never expected that the milk tea this time would be so delicious, not much better than the many dozens of milk tea on the planet.

After drinking the milk tea, Ren Heyin was full of energy.

Everyone went hunting after breakfast. Ren Heyin followed the hunting team with his basket on his back to see if he could gather anything useful.

The hunting place I went to today was a place familiar to Ren Heyin. Ren Heyin only picked some mushrooms and wild fruits and edible wild vegetables. There was no surprise.

After going out to hunt for so long, Ren Heyin discovered that hunting teams generally centered on the tribe and hunted around the tribe.

If you locate a point for their final hunting location, each hunting location is connected, and it is probably a circle with the tribe as the center.

Basically, each hunting location they go to has different prey, and the first and second hunting teams add up. If there is no other purpose, each hunting spot usually takes more than half a month to turn once, which is considered to be prey. We have enough time to recuperate.

In spring, there are so many prey, and they can’t help but release them. Everyone doesn’t hunt too much every day, just enough for two days, so the duration of hunting every day is not long.

Now the daytime is getting longer and longer, and Ren Heyin and their activities are getting longer and longer.

After the hunt, Ren Heyin took a look at the sun in the sky. The sun was still a long way from setting.

After Ren Heyin had something to eat, he carried the long horn that Yunming gave him and climbed up the mountain.

The rest of the tribe saw it and shouted from a distance: "Yin, where are you going?"

Ren Heyin also yelled at them: "I'll go and see the old camp to see what the stonemane's long horns are made of!"

The long horns are heavier than he expected, but the horns more than one meter or two meters long, even if the roots are thicker, and his upper arms are thick, it is still too terrible to carry 50 or 60 kilograms.

Ren Heyin wrapped three layers of grass and animal skins densely before daring to carry this horn. He was afraid of accidents, such as a fall, and the horn was directly smashed and split him.

A gang of orcs and sub-orcs in the tribe has nothing to live, and it is boring to be idle in the tribe. When he sees that he is going to get something new, he immediately catches up with great interest, "Let's go with you."

"Okay, better do some work for me."

The orcs caught up and simply took the long horns on Ren Heyin's back and carried them to the old camp.

Ren Heyin sent everyone to pick up enough firewood nearby, and then cleaned out the small pottery kiln he had used before.

Put firewood in the pottery kiln first, then put the long horns into the fire, and put the firewood on the fire.

Ren Heyin took out the fire, and when he was about to ignite, he suddenly remembered and took out the long horn again.

"Don't be busy with calcination, see if you can bend this pointy part with a stone."

"Yes, I've seen people smash it before." Tu said casually, still helping him find rocks.

Ren Heyin urged with a little excitement, "Don't worry about the past, now I'll smash it again, I see where I can start the bend, this long horn is hard or not."

Ren Heyin wanted to test the ductility of this long horn. If the ductility is good, it can basically be confirmed as metal.

As long as it is metal, it doesn't matter whether it is iron or not. They always have a way to melt or semi-melt the long horns to make something else.

Ren Heyin requested that the other orcs didn't talk nonsense and found suitable stones one after another, one large stone underneath, and one for smashing long horns.

The end of the long horn is very sharp, and it bends almost as soon as the stone goes down.

The higher the end, the harder it was to smash, until it hit almost a quarter of the point, the long horns were slammed, and the orcs couldn't hold them between the animal skins and the straw mats, so they had to give up.

Ren Heyin dragged the big horn to see that the big horn was almost smashed into a hook shape.

"Okay, you can start calcining." Ren Heyin's eyes lit up, and he put the long horns back into the fire.

"This horn is smashed like this, it's useless, right?" It was a pity that some orcs looked at the long squiggly horns.

As a weapon, the most valuable thing about the long horn is its long, pointed and sharp end.

"Why is it useless?" The flames shone in Ren Heyin's eyes, as if to light his eyes, "If it can be burned and smashed into the shape we want, it is the most useful thing."

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☆, hatchet

The temperature in the pottery kiln can theoretically reach more than 1,000 degrees Celsius, otherwise the glaze on the surface of the pottery cannot be burned out.

This temperature is not enough to melt metal into water, it should be enough for forging.

Ren Heyin's excitement came up, and he did not return to the tribe at night.

Similarly, people in the tribe are also with him.

The stone slabs and stone hammers used to forge the metal outside were all ready. They pulled them in the fire two or three times, and the long horns that were pulled out still showed no signs of melting, but the refractory hard feldspar rods used for pulling were burnt and cracked. once.

It is getting late and some people are already yawning.

They pulled the long horns out again in the night breeze, and the two big stone sticks moved the long horns and placed them on the big rock beside the fire.

The long horns were burned, and the top was glowing red, like burning charcoal.

Ren Heyin knew it was almost the case at a glance, and he was shocked, "It might be possible this time. People who don't beat should stand farther away and don't be scorched by the sparks above."

The orcs are not afraid of the cold at all. Many orcs wear an animal skin skirt. If sparks splash on them, a hole may be burnt.

"Don't worry, we know it in our hearts." The orcs also saw the changes in the long horns, and hurriedly called to the map, "Tu, you come."

The picture is also not polite. He took the big stone hammer, clasped his hands tightly, and knocked it on the long horn with all his strength.

"Ding-"

A long and sharp voice sounded, and the long horns that had been smashed and bent were now directly squashed.

"Can smash, smash!"

"Come again! I'm going to be careful."

Tu smashed something like this for the first time. When the reaction force came, the big stone hammer in his hand almost didn't let go, feeling very uncomfortable.

He nodded and took a deep breath, "ding, ding, ding," like a violent storm, smashed several times in a row, every time it was heavy and anxious.

The orc who came to cooperate on the other side helped move the long horn. The long horn was originally long and pointed at the tip, but now they were smashed into a small ball, and the ball was bigger than the long horn.

After smashing it a few more times, the temperature of the long horns has dropped, and it can no longer be smashed. Ren Heyin hurriedly said, "Send it back to burn."

The melting point of the long horn is higher than he imagined. It is very difficult to smash such a long horn.

Ren Heyin squatted on the ground and carefully told them his thoughts.

He wants a hatchet with a thicker back.

This kind of hatchet was very common when he was a child, and every household had one.

Go up the mountain to chop wood, chop up bones at home, you can chop everything.

"As long as such a long hatchet, shouldn't the long horn be smashed into two pieces first, as long as the front lump is enough for the hatchet?"

Ren Heyin didn't expect them to learn from one another, and immediately nodded, "Yes!"

"We can smash the hatchet into a rough shape. If the blade can't be smashed out, after the hatchet is smashed, we can sharpen it slowly."

The orcs were enthusiastic, "What can't be done? We have so many orcs, it would take a little more work at most!"

Long horns are more difficult than they thought.

The firewood I brought in the afternoon was almost burnt, and it was very late at night, and everyone went to pick up a lot of them.

Han was keenly aware of the value of what Ren Heyin wanted to do, and personally came to take the lead.

Yunming and the picture are also there.

The orcs are there, and the sub-orcs are also squeezing over.

Not to mention, the power and beauty when the orcs lifted the big stone hammer to smash their long horns really attracted the attention of many Asian orcs. Everyone would rather not sleep or miss it.

It was late at night, and the long horns were finally smashed into two pieces, forming a rough shape.

Ren Heyin yawned and looked at everyone apologetically, "Or should we stop here today? We will smash the rest tomorrow."

Han glanced at the orcs and said: "We are so many orcs taking turns to work, and they are not too tired. If anyone is tired, go and rest for a while, and try to smash the hatchet out tonight."

Ren Heyin was also looking forward to it. Seeing that they refused to rest, he simply greeted everyone to bring a few large buckets to get some water.

He is not very familiar with metal products and knows that there is a quenching process.

The long horn is broken into two pieces, and the latter things are faster.

First, fold the long horn of the arm in half, shorten it, and then slowly spread it out.

Then smash the long horns into a shape with a thick side and a thin side.

In the end, everyone was ashamed and tired to death.

Everyone did not speak, but took over one by one, smashing the long horns silently in the flames.

When the white fish belly appeared on the horizon, the long horns that had been smashed all night finally smashed into the shape of a hatchet, and there was a stick-shaped part left on the edge, and the handle of the hatchet was to be hit.

Everyone was sweating profusely from the heat, and a lot of dust came out when the firewood was burning, and it floated on the face and mixed with the sweat, and the touch was black.

Everyone is very tired, the Orcs have long been unable to stand up to rest, Ren Heyin is here with fifty or sixty orcs.

"Come here, for the last time, try to burn this hatchet as much as possible."

This time they made a hatchet handle, and the remaining part at the end of the hatchet was smashed into a thin piece, and then it was smashed into a hollow ring.

This technical difficulty is relatively high, and some are not easy to implement. Ren Heyin asked them to use stone sticks to beat them. In the end, the stone sticks were broken many times, leaving only a short section.

After the hatchet is hit this time, they have to find another stone stick to use.

"Yin, it's done?"

A group of orcs picked up this hatchet and showed it to Ren Heyin.

This hatchet was very similar to Ren Heyin's memory, with a thick back and a sloped blade. When the outermost layer was thin, it looked sharp.

There is a ring at the end of the knife, so it can be used by pressing the upper handle.

Ren Heyin wiped his face tiredly, his eyes swept over them, and he nodded, "It's done!"

The orcs cheered at once.

The hatchet still has a extinguished flame, and the cold clamps it, and solemnly put it in the water to quench it.

With the sound of "Zila", a large amount of water vapor emerged from the wooden barrel, and then it was calm again.

One night, they broke two big stone hammers. One of the stone hammers was completely broken and could not be used at all. The other had a broken handle and had to be repaired and used again.

In addition to the stone hammer, they also scrapped a stone stick, and the top of the other one was also cracked.

There are also three wooden barrels, all of which were broken during the quenching process.

Despite this, everyone is extremely excited.

Everyone returned to the tribe with wooden barrels equipped with hatchets, and the tribe had already prepared breakfast. The crowd discussed the use of the hatchet as they ate.

Shen suggested: "I will find a hard wood first and install the handle."

The handle of the hatchet is relatively simple. Just find a piece of wood of appropriate length and thickness, cut a section of it into a slightly pointed shape, put it into the hatchet's handle, and put a few wedges on it to fix the handle.

Shen is good at craftsmanship, and the handle he gave Shi Fuan for a few years will not be broken.

Ren Heyin yawned, "Let's talk about it this afternoon, the hatchet hasn't been sharpened yet, it's still very dull."

"It's okay, we'll grind it for you. There is a grindstone by the river which is very useful."

"Yes, yes, yes, if you are tired, go to sleep, we are not tired."

Ren Heyin said helplessly: "What are you not tired of? After a day and a night, and working so long, you will be tired as soon as the excitement is over. It is better to take a good rest, otherwise it will not be good for your health."

Hearing what he said, the orc's companions or ancestors came over to drive people.

"Yes, it's hidden."

"Your hatchet won't run away with long legs."

"Isn't it just sharpening the knife? We just need to sharpen it."

Not only the orcs, but the orcs were also very greedy when they saw this big hatchet.

Everyone usually goes to work in the wind and rain. Who doesn't know that this hatchet is a good thing. If everyone can have one, they can go hunting with the hatchet in their hands.

The orcs did not dare to defy their father and their partner, and the sleepiness did rise after breakfast, so they had to go back to the cave to sleep first.

Ren Heyin was also sleepy, but he couldn't sleep because he was covered in mud and sweat.

He packed out the washed fruits and clean clothes in the cave, carried it in a basket, and wanted to go to the back mountain to take a bath.

As soon as he left the house, he ran into Yunming who just came out.

Yunming glanced at his basket and asked: "Have a bath?"

"Yes, I'm too dirty. I'll go wash and go to sleep." Ren Heyin yawned again after he finished speaking. He had been breathing hard since midnight and was too sleepy.

Yunming frowned slightly, "Wash in cold water?"

"It's okay, it's not cold." Ren Heyin was really sleepy and said: "Stop talking, I will go to wash earlier, and come back to bed early after washing."

"Go to the hot springs, I'll take you there."

Ren Heyin's first reaction was to refuse, "No, no, no, no."

"why?"

Ren Heyin was very upright, "We are all single, lonely and widowed. It is not good for everyone to see it."

Even if he and Yunming didn't mean that, it would be very bad to be seen by others. As soon as the rumor spread, everyone would be in the tribe by then, looking up and seeing each other, how embarrassing it is every day.

Yun Ming's body became more cold.

Ren Heyin had a headache. The other party was kind enough to be so hard-heartedly rejected by him, and he probably wouldn't be too happy.

He thought for a while, and tentatively asked, "Why don't I ask them if they wash? If they want to wash, let's wash them together."

Everyone was burning and ironing last night, and they should be no cleaner than him.

Yunming said: "As you are. I'll go first."

Ren Heyin hurriedly held him, "Don't don't don't, I'll go. Let's go over the mountain first, and wait until they can't see it before we go.

Yun Ming didn't refuse this time, "Let's go."

Ren Heyin breathed a sigh of relief, then secretly spurned himself.

Isn't Yun Ming that his personality has become colder? What is he afraid of? When he sees the other party being angry, he can't help but want to compromise.

The two turned to the back mountain first, and then Yunming became a beast, carrying Ren Heyin to the hot spring.

For the first time, Ren Heyin discovered that Yunming can run so fast. It is no exaggeration to say that he can't see the shadows of the trees passing by. He can only grab Yunming's hair, and his waist and abdomen are holding back tightly. The basket for bathing lies on his back.

Yunming's muscles jammed him, so that he could sit on Yunming's body safely, otherwise, at this speed, he would have been thrown by Yunming a long time ago because of inertia.

In the blink of an eye, the two reached the hot spring.

Ren Heyin climbed down from Yunming with his legs soft, and was dizzy by the wind.

Yun Ming said indifferently: "You wash here while I wash while you are doing it. If you have anything to do or want to go back, just call me."

Ren Heyin has been here many times alone, and nodded hurriedly after hearing this, "Okay, if you wash it first, you also call me, I'll hurry up."

Ren Heyin washed his hair, took a bath, and washed clothes. After washing, Yunming was still silent.

He was so tired last night, he simply walked to the hot spring pool to take a bath after he was cleaned.

When Yun Ming called him back, his cheeks were soaking red and his hands and feet were soft.

Yunming carried him back and fell asleep buried in Yunming's soft long hair before he reached the tribe.

The author has something to say: Ren Heyin: Who doesn't want to sleep buried in the long hair of a big cat?

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☆, fiery

The day when Ren Heyin came to the orc world to sleep best was today.

The big cat underneath the body is soft and warm, and the long hair with a little fragrance is as soft as a cloud.

When Yunming breathed, his body undulated slightly, and Ren Heyin felt as if he was sleeping in a cradle.

Ren Heyin fell asleep and opened his eyes, and found that he was not in the tribe, but in a forest.

The whole forest is full of flowers, and the spring grass underneath is as beautiful as a dream.

Yunming was also sleeping, he was sleeping under the tree, and Ren He was sleeping on him.

Ren Heyin moved, and his ears moved, and then slowly woke up.

"Roar." Yun Ming let out a low roar, and Ren Heyin subconsciously touched his back to soothe him.

Ren Heyin smiled at him subconsciously after meeting his huge ice blue beast pupil.

Yun Ming turned his head back, stood up again, walked two steps outside, and gradually started to run.

Ren Heyin lay on him and called up the search box to take a look. After three o'clock in the afternoon, they slept for a long time, and they all slept well.

Yunming carried him around to the old camp from the back mountain. Before reaching the top of the mountain, Yunming put Ren Heyin down.

"Thank you." Ren Heyin thanked him, feeling, "It's been a long time since I slept so well."

"You're welcome, let's go."

The two of them didn't eat lunch, and they were a little hungry.

Back to the tribe, the two sat and ate the food left over from the tribe in the morning.

Ren Heyin glanced around and asked, "Where is the hatchet?"

"Wood and they are grinding." Bei smiled, "It's almost finished."

Ren Heyin quickly finished the meal in his hand, and said enthusiastically: "Then I will go over and take a look."

A large group of Orcs were waiting for Mu by the river.

After the orcs sharpened the hatchet for the first time, the sub-orcs continued to sharpen it.

The stonemane's horns are very hard and flexible. They have been grinding them for a long time, but they have not been able to thoroughly sharpen the blade.

When Ren Heyin passed, everyone was still working.

"Ok"

"Almost." A group of Orcs raised their heads and smiled at Ren He, and said: "We just tried to cut meat. This knife is better than our nails."

Ren Heyin looked at the proud look on his face and smiled, "Then you continue to grind?"

"Can it be sharpened?" An Orc raised his hatchet and placed it in front of his eyes.

Said it is a hatchet, it is actually a machete, but this knife is larger and thicker than a normal bone chopper.

Their orcs and sub-beasts are full of manpower, and they use this kind of knife to create wind.

The blade has been sharpened, and there is a white line on it, looking piercingly in the eyes.

In the past, the orcs and sub-orcs would gently touch the blade with their thumbs to try the sharpness of the knife, but now everyone dare not try it. As long as the hand is placed on it, it will definitely break the oily skin.

Ren Heyin watched their sharpening come to an end, and said with great interest: "I'll try it."

"Yin, don't touch it with your hands, this knife is too sharp."

"I know." Ren Heyin smiled at them, stretched out a hand and pulled a piece of hair down from his head and placed it above the blade.

He let go and his hair fell.

The hair fell slowly, falling on the blade, and was broken into two by the blade.

"Good knife!" Ren He's eyes filled with color.

"This knife is really good."

"I will try too."

"I also want."

The sharpness of the blade aroused everyone's curiosity. Everyone pulled out their hair to test. After a while, a circle of hair fell on the ground.

Their nails have just been polished, and they can almost have this effect when they are polished most, but they are much less ornamental.

The knife was finally passed back to Ren Heyin's hands.

Ren Heyin held the knife and said in deep thought: "Let's eat bone soup at night, and try the effect of this knife."

Everyone has no problem, but finally got a good knife. Everyone didn't care what to eat, they were so excited that they just wanted to try the knife.

To eat bone soup, use fresh bones.

After finally waiting for the hunting team to come back, the Orcs rushed up, preparing to chop the bones.

In the past, the prey was not easy to handle. The prey had thick skin and hard bones. Dismembering the prey was a laborious task.

This work is usually done by the old orcs, and the sub-beasts are a little weaker, and it is too hard to do such heavy work.

"I'll come, I'll come." The orcs took the knife and rushed to work.

Ren Heyin didn't fight with the old orcs, and stood at the end with a smile.

The skins of the prey on the ground have been stripped, and all that is left is to chop the meat into small pieces for consumption or marinate and air dry.

Everyone chopped from the chest side and down with a knife. Xueguang drew across everyone's eyes. The blade didn't stop, and went straight down to open the prey's chest and belly so big.

"Wow-"

"It's so easy to use."

"Too simple."

The sub-orcs couldn't help uttering all kinds of admiration.

They used stone knives to chop bones before. When using stone knives, they had to stretch their arms apart, accumulate their strength as much as possible, and then severely chop them off.

Despite this, the stone knife is easy to get stuck in the bone, and it takes two or three consecutive splits to split it.

This hatchet is too crisp, just like they cut the yam with their sharp nails. With a light touch, the yam is cut in half neatly.

Ren Heyin did not expect this knife to be so easy to use.

He immediately remembered the remaining materials of the long horn. This knife was so useful. He could ask the orcs to take the time to build some utensils for him. No matter the knife, dagger or other, as long as it could be punched out, it would be very useful.

For most of the next day, the hatchet never returned to Ren Heyin's hands.

Everyone came and played with excitement, especially those orcs, who couldn't put it down after they got the hatchet.

"I don't want to use that long horn to exchange something with someone, and I want to get it out with a knife."

"Yes, yes, I won't change it. Even if it takes ten days and eight days, I have to get a hatchet. This knife is so easy to use."

"Patriarch, otherwise our entire tribe will smash the stonemane beast's long horns into hatchets, right?" An orc suggested, "Even if you want to change things, hatchets will definitely get more things than long horns. "

They don't believe in such a good thing, who can resist its temptation.

Han was also hesitating, he looked at Ren Heyin, "Yin, what do you think?"

Ren Heyin smiled, "It's not a bad thing to hit a few more knives. We still use stone knives, which is quite inconvenient."

"Then let's hit a few more knives."

Everyone is more interested in swordsmanship than pottery. Once they have discussed it, regardless of whether it will soon be dark or not, they have to take the long horns they have collected to beat them.

The tribe hadn't gone to the orc assembly to change things for many years. The horns we collected were much more than Ren Heyin had imagined. There were three in Han, and the whole tribe found 57.

Regardless of whether they have long horns in their hands, everyone is interested in watching.

A long horn can be rubbed with two knives. If you don’t have a long horn and you really want it, the big deal is to change some materials with your brother. Next time you hit the long horn and then change it back.

Ren He faintly saw that they had taken out all the stocks in the tribe in one breath. He was a little bit dumbfounded, "You don't have to take so many at a time. Let me put some back. This time I take ten. Let's first think about what to do, and then look for three to five. Each partner forms a group, take turns to work, don't delay other things."

Ren Heyin said, the orcs got together and discussed for a long time, and finally ten people were selected, and the first group would make knives for them.

Stonemane’s long horns are too long, one end is thick and the other end is thin, which is not easy to handle.

Ren He Yin wanted to melt them, so he made them into a pile before talking.

The long horns have a high melting point, and it is not easy to melt them.

Ren He thought for a while, and said, "Or let's start a large pottery kiln. Were there many unqualified pots and storage pots when making pottery last time? Pick ten relatively intact pots and put long horns in them. Calcined for two days and one night to see how far it melts."

30-40% of the pottery they burned last time was burnt, and among the 30-40% burnt pottery