klisemfg Chapter 25 A Light Rain
Chapter 25 A Light Rain
Ever since seeing the chili peppers being used as flowers, Jiang Luoluo has been unable to contain herself.
She couldn't calm down all afternoon, constantly fiddling with those few chili peppers, feeling conflicted. If these were all she had, should she use them to cook, or dry the seeds and grow her own?
The most crucial question is whether she can actually grow it if she tries... Although it has been confirmed that the so-called "fire flower" is chili pepper, this world is quite different from her previous one.
There are even orc warriors, so the plants are definitely different from what she knows. Many things can only be used as a reference.
However, Jiang Luoluo believed that all things in the world are similar, and if she could find the similarities and differences, she would eventually be able to replicate all the delicacies in her memory.
"Luo really likes the Fire Flower." Brown finally saw the behavior of a child in the cub, especially the way the cub cherished and carefully held those few Fire Flowers, which made Brown smile involuntarily.
"By the way, Luo, the Fireflower is poisonous. It will burn you badly if you touch it, so be careful not to break it," Brown casually reminded him.
Jiang Luoluo glanced at He, then fell silent again, remaining motionless.
Brown still didn't realize that behind the cub's quietness lay multiple layers of rebellious psychology; he simply nodded with satisfaction.
Luo is indeed very well-behaved.
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In the Taz Forest, the hunting party arrived at the tribe's first outpost on the outskirts of the forest.
This place was originally a den of a bear-like wild animal, but because of its excellent conditions, it was directly seized by the tribe.
Although such large-scale hunting activities only occur a few times a year, this outpost is not often idle, and hunting teams will stop here briefly every now and then.
After all, compared to other places in the Taz Forest, this stronghold, which the tribe has used for decades and built into a very safe place, is much more reassuring.
Of course, the reason why the hunting party members would rather take a detour to stop at the stronghold couldn't be just "safety." The most important reason was that there were special storage places for prey inside the caves of the stronghold.
This can effectively prevent prey from rotting and spoiling.
Without certain methods of food storage, it would be impossible for a tribe to rely on hunting as its primary means of survival.
The base was located on a hillside, and its main structure was a super-large cave, dozens of times larger than Jiang Luoluo's cave—it couldn't have been this big originally; it had been expanded little by little over the years.
By the time we arrived at this outpost, it was completely dark, especially in the dense forest where it was even darker.
But the orc warriors in the hunting party, even the youngest of them, had participated in several hunts and were very experienced. In a short time, some started fires, while others packed up their belongings.
Soon the bright firelight illuminated the entire interior of the stronghold.
The deepest part, which is not clearly visible, is where the prey is stored. Beyond that are the sleeping and living areas of the orc warriors, and the central area for cooking and eating.
It doesn't have many fancy features.
The orc warriors' living quarters were simply divided into two sections: one side for men and the other for women. There was nothing to cover them up, since everyone slept on the ground, didn't need to change clothes, and had no idea about taking a bath.
Even when sleeping, weapons must be kept beside them, so that they can participate in the battle the moment they wake up.
It's not an exaggeration. After all, the reason the stronghold is "safe" is because these orc warriors can kill all the attacking beasts, rather than relying on the stronghold for protection to avoid beast attacks.
The orc warriors who went out quickly returned under the cover of night with one prey after another, and the rich aroma of meat soon filled the large stone pot set up in the center of the stronghold.
Some tribesmen had eaten the jam that the young man had brought to mix with soup in the afternoon, and in the evening they deliberately went to find some fruit and threw it into the pot to add a touch of flavor to the bland meat soup.
No one went to ask young Ge for jam. Even though many people missed the taste of jam, no one dared to approach him with Chief Jing watching over him.
It seems that Chief Jing's temper has improved a lot in the past few years, but if you really provoke him, the consequences are not something anyone can bear.
Young Ge wanted to share with his tribe, but Chief Jing always looked at him like some kind of spendthrift child, so Young Ge couldn't bring out anything. He was also too embarrassed to eat alone, so in the end he ate the same food as everyone else.
However, since young Ge grew up eating this kind of food, it's not like he would suddenly become unable to tolerate it and stop eating it just because of a slight difference in taste.
After the meal, Chief Jing gathered everyone around the large stone pot in the middle of the stronghold. After looking around, he called out the names of ten tribesmen who stayed behind.
The main task for these ten tribesmen in the following period was to guard the stronghold, receive the prey brought back by the tribesmen, and prevent wild animals from breaking in and stealing it.
Although their strength was relatively weak compared to the entire hunting party, that was only in comparison to the members of the hunting party. Individually, each of them was a powerful orc warrior!
After selecting the candidates, four more people were chosen from those who remained at the stronghold to keep watch at night, and only then did Chief Jing allow all the tribesmen to rest.
It's already past 11 o'clock, and we'll have to get up around 4 a.m. tomorrow, so there's not much time for everyone to rest.
That very night, the first light rain began to fall.
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"It's raining. I wonder how the chief and Ge are doing." He opened the wooden door of the cave in the morning and saw the wet ground outside.
It must have been just a light drizzle for a short while, because we didn't even hear the sound of rain.
If the ground hadn't been damp, most of the tribespeople probably wouldn't have known it rained last night.
In just one day, Brown had already gotten used to having the cubs take care of his breakfast, and was completely impressed by the cubs' cooking skills, so he had no objection to the cubs cooking for him.
Brown, who had lived alone for many years, actually experienced the relief of having someone share the burden with a cub.
Brown could sense that the cub wasn't being cared for because he was missing an arm; the cub was simply longing for better food.
He merely benefited a little from the cubs' search for delicious food.
After finishing the delicious and sweet breakfast as usual, Brown was surprised to find that, in addition to his own grass coat, the cub had also taken a jar of jam.
"Luo, what's wrong?" Brown asked in confusion.
Jiang Luoluo pointed to the chili peppers that were neatly arranged in an empty wooden bowl to the side.
Yesterday, the little girl happy said she would go home and ask her father if he still had any firecrackers. If he did, Jiang Luoluo planned to exchange them with Xi for jam.
After all, jam is arguably the only thing Jiang Luoluo can offer.
And she believes that no child can resist something so sweet!
Of course, it doesn't matter if Xi's family doesn't have any firewood flowers—it's not like only Xi's father is a member of the herb-gathering team; other children also have parents who are in the herb-gathering team.
Jiang Luoluo plans to cast a wide net and catch as many fish as possible.
It wasn't just "fire flower"; Jiang Luoluo wanted to exchange for other plants as well—those that the shaman had determined had no medicinal properties and were not very toxic.
Who knows what else might be unearthed!
She remembered that garlic flowers were quite pretty, and scallion flowers weren't ugly either, were they? Sichuan peppercorns were red, which should also fit the tribe's aesthetic. And what about fennel, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves... just in case, right?
Keep it up for the spicy rabbit head!
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"Was it foggy last night?" An orc warrior of similar age to Go walked with disgust on the slippery ground.
The soil wasn't damp enough, and it was covered with grass, leaves, and other things, so while it was easy to slip when you stepped out, it wasn't muddy enough to trip you.
But this doesn't seem to have improved much.
"It's raining." An older member of the tribe casually brushed aside a blade of grass beside him, watching the water droplets gather and slide off, and answered casually.
After spending a long time in the Taz Forest, you can easily distinguish many things at a glance.
“The rainy season, huh?” another tribesman clicked his tongue.
The rainy season is a time of revelry for wild animals, but not for humans.
"Stop talking, everyone. Split up and hunt. Deer and Falcon, you two each take thirty men. Meet at noon." Chief Jing interrupted the conversation between the tribesmen. He glanced at the sky, and the worry in his eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by his original determination and confidence.
As the leader, he must not show the slightest hesitation or weakness; he must be the most steadfast banner in the tribe, guiding his people forward.