"In the last days, I went to the ancient tribes to farm and build infrastructure (

"Patriarch Snake Snake, what do you think about the construction of Twin Valleys?"

Chang Xia looked at the sketches of the Twin Valleys drawn by Qinghe, and at the same time thought about how to plan the Twin Valleys, so that the construction of the houses would not damage the environment of the Twin Valleys as much as possible.

"Can the inner valley and outer valley be connected?"

"Okay. Build a wall at this location and open the door."

"My family wants to build houses along the river, will it have any impact?"

A question and answer, Qing He helped organize the drawing. Chang Xia held the pen and sketched quickly, and the snake orc next to him interjected from time to time.

The communication was very smooth, the snakes were different from the lions.

There is no snake tribe in the Sheyue tribe who can make three pepper soup, and there is no choking three pepper soup.

Naturally, there is no need for the snake tribe to build houses like the lion tribe. Every stone house is built far away, as long as a certain private space is maintained.

Here comes.

It is similar to the construction of kilns by the Heluo tribe.

"Building a house, drainage must be considered in advance. The foundation should be higher when facing the river, and a cellar should be dug to store the stone house..."

For Chang Xia, this is a commonplace.

But.

For the Snake Clan, it is new.

The patriarch of Snake and Snake memorized it seriously, and wrote it down with pen and paper for fear of forgetting it.

"Chang Xia, Patriarch of Snake Snake."

After a long while, Shen Rong interrupted the discussion.

"Eat first, then talk after eating." Shen Rong said.

Chang Xia put down the pen and paper, and said everything that should be said, and the rest will be adjusted after the start of construction. Orcs have strong hands-on ability, and it is better to do it directly.

"Changxia is hungry!" Snake blamed himself.

Busy stopped the words and let Chang Xia go to breakfast. Qingli's face flashed with excitement, no wonder the lions have been moving frequently recently.

Knowing that there are so many benefits of building a house, why should she listen to the clan's bullshit.

"Is this powder?"

When he came to the table, the snake patriarch looked at the wide face in front of him, blinked, and showed a confused expression. She has eaten the powder of the Heluo tribe, and the powder seems to be different from this one.

"Patriarch Snake Snake, this is the noodle. The wide noodle rolled out with a rolling pin, you can taste it and see if you like it? By the way, there are different toppings here. Just add whatever you like to the bowl..."

Nan Feng explained, and quickly took out the cooked wide noodles and poured them into a bowl.

This is the first time she sees it.

Don't ask, nine times out of ten, Chang Xia tinkered with it.

Seeing the excited expressions of Maple Leaf and other orcs, Nan Feng knew that it was delicious without guessing.

"This mashed bean is so crisp and fragrant, how did you make it?"

Soon, there were orcs eating fried peas. Immediately, an exclamation sounded.

The elder Pukang stretched his neck, stared at the fried mashed beans in the wooden basin, and asked, "Nanfeng, give me another spoonful."

"Elder Pukang, come over after you finish eating." Nanfeng said solemnly.

Just fried a pot of mashed beans and was stared at by the elders of Pukang, Nanfeng suddenly felt that the problem was very serious. In terms of food, no orcs in Dusk Forest dare to compete with the elders of Pukang.

as predicted.

The orcs saw that the elder Pucon was staring at the fried peas.

They all gathered in front of Nanfeng, holding bowls, and asked Nanfeng to help with the noodles, and then scooped the toppings. Other toppings are not in a hurry, except for the fried mashed beans, which must be a spoonful.

"Don't worry, there is not much else in the Snake Mountain tribe, except for the mashed beans. If you want to eat fried mashed beans, I will fry them later." Nanfeng said.

However, the crowd still did not retreat.

Chang Xia raised his forehead and said, "Elder Pukang, don't make trouble. If you want to eat fried peas, I have time to fry more pots for you."

This said.

Elder Pukang smiled happily and stopped staring at Nanfeng.

Elder Pukang withdrew, and the other orcs breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Fried mashed beans are more fragrant than frosted mashed beans, and they are more suitable for pairing with wine. Unfortunately, there is no wine in Twilight Forest." Shen Rong sighed while eating fried mashed beans.

Anything that falls into Chang Xia's hands will always give off a different brilliance.

"The wine, the fish has it, it's too expensive."

"Birds seem to have wine too."

Immediately, the orcs were extremely aggrieved.

There are fish, and there are birds.

But the orcs don't have it, it's really embarrassing!

"Sweet potato can make wine—" Chang Xia suddenly said.

Boom!

All the orcs looked straight at Chang Xia in high spirits in an instant, their wide eyes looked like copper bells, which was quite scary.

"Chang Xia, you said that sweet potatoes can make wine. Is this sweet potato the one I know?" Snake grabbed Chang Xia's arm excitedly, and there was no shortage of sweet potatoes in Mochizuki Mountains. In addition to building roads recently, the Snake people have been busy picking peas, yams and other grains.

Among them, sweet potatoes are naturally included.

"Patriarch Snake and Snake Calm down!" Shen Rong patted off Chief Snake Snake's hand holding Chang Xia's arm, and said indifferently, "You scared Chang Xia."

"Sorry!" Snake quickly apologized.

When she heard that sweet potatoes can make wine, her head was completely empty.

Orcs have drunk wine, but they don't know how to make wine.

To exchange wine with the fish/bird tribe, every time you change a little bit, you need hundreds of hides of beasts. To be honest, even the Orcs who are good at hunting cannot afford such expensive wine.

Before.

Chang Xia said that she can make wine.

Back then, she was talking about making wine from wild fruits.

The tribes are actively building roads, hoping that the road will be cleared and the supplies needed for Changxia can be collected faster. These tribes did not explicitly say that, in private, each tribe had small calculations.

"Sweet potatoes, golden sticks and corn can all make wine." Chang Xia affirmed.

Orcs did not get rid of poverty~lightnovelpub.net~Changxia was reluctant to use grain to make wine. However, if the tribes can hoard food to survive the cold season, there will be a surplus.

Chang Xia doesn't mind using this part of the grain to make wine.

When people are satisfied with material civilization, they will yearn for spiritual civilization.

wine, in addition to drinking.

Also medicinal.

Under the premise that the conditions are suitable, Changxia wants to try winemaking.

"Okay, okay." Snake said again and again.

She did not promise to use sweet potatoes to make wine in Changxia. After all, the houses of the Sheyue tribe were not built, and the food for the cold season was not collected.

This is not the time to open wine.

The Snake Patriarch can secure the position of the Sheyue Tribe Patriarch, which is naturally not a straw bag.

Aside, the other orcs didn't understand.

They thought that Patriarch Snake and Chang Xia would talk about winemaking next.

Who would have thought that what the two of them were talking about just now had never happened.

"Hurry up, eat breakfast, and start building the house." Snake said. The first to speak, breaking the silence.

The orcs looked at each other, confused.

wine.

They were looking forward to great wine.

Is it gone?

"Patriarch Snake Snake, sweet potato wine?" Snake Scale whispered.

The Snake Patriarch grinned, showing a terrifying smile, and said coldly, "What kind of wine, why haven't I heard of it?"

"..."

In an instant, all the orcs were dumbfounded.

Is the snake patriarch drinking three pepper soup?

Okay, why did it explode all of a sudden? Snakescale's mouth twitched, shaking his head hurriedly, and said, "Oh! I heard it wrong."

Chang Xia laughed.

However, she didn't open her mouth to explain.

Making wine with sweet potatoes is not a trivial matter. Judging from the attitude of the patriarch of Snake Snake, most of them will report this matter to the Sacred Mountain Wizard Hall of Karna, and wait for Su Ye to make up his mind.