In the early spring of September, at the easternmost point of the Neosiacis Mountains and the northwestern confluence of the Payi Plateau, there is a green grassland, and the rolling Neosiacis Mountains end here.A large amount of melted water from the snow-capped glaciers of the New Siachis Mountains is brought here by several tributaries, and dozens of lakes of all sizes converge in this small grassland.Before the start of summer, millions of unicorn bison that migrate north to the glacial tundra pass by, trampling the area into barren land.It was only during the early spring days before that that the caravans would choose to take this trade route.Now it's also a paradise for all kinds of critters.I lay quietly in the grass and did not move, and even my breathing was very light.There was a large cloth bag supported by me in a fist-sized hole, the whole mouth of the cloth bag was slightly camouflaged with grass, and the mouth of the two-foot square cloth bag became narrower the further inside, as long as there was a guinea pig into the bag, I would not want to climb out.Kuz was in charge of filling in the rest of the holes with a shovel, a task that only experienced people could do, and it was impossible to catch a guinea pig without blocking one hole.Filling in the large and small rat holes nearby, Kuzi lit the prepared cow dung at the mouth of a specially left rat hole, the fire burned more and more, and when it was about the same time, Kuzi poured a pile of white debris into the fire, and in an instant a large amount of black smoke billowed up, and the wolf dung mixed with pungent and spicy herbs burned.Seeing that the wolf dung had been fully burned, Kuzti covered the fire with a water-soaked sackcloth blanket along with the rat hole.He whispered to me with a smile: "Jijia, hold your pockets, don't be crooked!"
”"Great!"
I also whispered excitedly that even though the soul in my body was no longer young, I would still become very excited, even a little nervous, when my young body lay on my stomach in the grass, and I was afraid that the guinea pigs as big as a hare would pounce out and I would not be able to hold the cloth bag.Smoke poured into the rat hole, and there were traces of smoke rising from all over the meadow.I didn't have time to think about it, I heard a "whoosh" sound, and the grass at the mouth of the rat hole was suddenly overwhelmed by an earthy yellow beast, and the yellow shadow didn't even have time to change direction, and got into the cloth bag.Then two more came out in a row.I held the mouth of the bag tightly with both hands, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.The guinea pig the size of a rabbit was rushing left and right in the bag, but luckily Kuz was worried that something might be wrong on my side, so he had already fixed the bag firmly to the ground with a wooden wedge.I beat the dishonest guinea pigs with a wooden stick and still trying to find an exit.Squatting next to the bag trap, thinking that I was only seven years old, this age was the happy time when I was crying and screaming and pulling the corners of my mother's clothes, and I refused to go to school, but now I have to worry about a bite to eat, and I have to endure the burning pain on my body, and I have to work hard to integrate into this team with the most serious attitude towards life, to understand this mysterious magical world.I think I'm still afraid of death after all, so I've been trying to stay alive, and during this time I met some good people, Mr.
Kuru.
Kuz.
Fred.
The steward of Leipas, as well as the rest of the caravan, were very friendly.Old Kuru not only saved me, but also told me the way forward, and his words filled me with hope and courage.Whether this kind of life is fortunate or unfortunate for me, I can't tell for a while.The sound of Kutz shouting came from afar, pulling me back from my thoughts."
Jijia, there's a guinea pig running away!"
I hurriedly threw away the wooden stick in my hand and straightened the crooked cloth bag.At this time, more than a dozen guinea pigs had already run into the pockets, and a few fish that had slipped through the net had slipped out of the gap on the other side of the bag, and Sa Huan'er ran on the grass.They leaped three or four meters away, and disappeared into the vast grassland after just a few ups and downs.It seems that the rat hole found by Kutz belongs to a large family of guinea pigs.There is still a steady stream of guinea pigs out of the burrow along the choking smoke, some of the guinea pigs behind are as if drunk, staggering out of the hole and falling at the mouth of the hole, the furry body seems to be straightened, the hind legs weakly kicked back twice, the body began to convulse, these guinea pigs were choked to death, maybe there are still in the cave, I guess they are impossible to crawl out alive.Kuz came running with an iron chisel and bent the iron chisel.Use an iron drill to reach into the hole and hook out the guinea pig that has choked to death.His furry face was smoky like black charcoal, and only one pair of eyes were bright, and when he smiled triumphantly, he showed two sharp canine teeth characteristic of wolf orcs.We were a great success, catching 27 guinea pigs, each the size of a hare.We tied the sack to a long wooden stick and carried it one after the other towards the camp.On the way back, Kuzi and I discussed inviting the people in the camp to eat stew, and Kuzi agreed without even thinking about it.Originally, I was going to fry guinea pigs, but I didn't expect to catch so much at once, and the oil I originally prepared was not enough.I had to change the menu on the fly, but it was easier to stew in one pot.Now the season of early spring is no better than winter, and the meat that cannot be eaten can be frozen.In this season, as long as the fresh meat is left for three or two days, it will spoil if it is not done well, so it is better to invite everyone to eat it together.In the distance, old Kuru could be seen squatting on the dirt slope next to the camp, his wrinkled face with an indescribable taste, just sitting quietly, with a coarse roll of dry tobacco in his mouth.However, the trip was very long, and the old Kulu did not have much stock, and this kind of tobacco leaves, which are said to have a slightly sour taste like sea buckthorn fruit, can only be grown on the Pai Plateau, and must have come to the doorstep, and there is no need to preserve those tobacco leaves that have been reluctant to smoke.When Kuru saw that we had come back safely, he walked down the mound slowly, and when he saw the contents of the cloth bag, he was surprised and said, "It's good luck to catch so many, you two boys!"
”"Grandpa, Ji Jia and I want to invite all the people in the caravan to have a good meal for dinner, we want to invite them to taste Ji Jia's specialty dishes, do you think it's okay?"
Kuz asked cautiously in front of old Kuru like a little quail.The rules of the orc tribe are very different from those of the human race, although Kuzi has lived in this caravan for 3 years, but there will still be the wariness of the tribal orcs in his bones like that of humans, which is something that leaves a mark in his bones and will not be easily changed.Old Kuru glanced at me with some surprise, and there was some relief in his eyes.I know that Old Kuru has always wanted young Kuz to travel to the most central Terran city on the continent, but if Kuz always has a rejection mentality, then this time will be extended indefinitely.Every orc who wants to be a tribal leader needs to be forward-looking, but this thing needs experience and experience.However, Old Kuru was still a little hesitant, and was silent for a moment before raising his head and asking Kuz: "Since you want to invite everyone in the caravan to eat stew, then do you know how many people there are in the cara, and your harvest today is enough for all of you to eat?"
Do you have a lot of food to think about?
”"AhhOh, yes!
Jijia, there are a lot of people.Our guinea pig is just like that, it doesn't seem like enough!
”Kuz was dumbfounded, a math problem was a bit difficult for a 12-year-old orc.In the days when I studied herbology with Old Kuru, I had already figured out how many people were in the caravan, in fact, such a huge caravan was actually three independent teams, and the smallest number was naturally two adventure groups, these two adventure groups only had twenty-seven people, and they always walked in front of the caravan, and only returned to the large army when it was time to replenish.The Thunder Camel Team led by Steward Leppas is a real caravan, with a total of 203 members, plus 70 huge Thunder Rhinos.The caravan was followed closely by 13 demonic iron carriages, the Grimm Imperial Dance Troupe was just walking with our caravan, and the number of dancers in the troupe was far more than ours, but they had their own cooks, and they ate much better than us, I had seen a little lady in white clothes sitting on the side of the carriage, wandering around with two slender white legs, holding a piece of white bread in her hand and teasing the calf accompanying the carriage, and the silver bell-like laughter spread far and wide.I stood up and said, "We have more than 200 people.For dinner, we might need 200 pieces of black bread, which doesn't have to worry about me and Kuz, we just need to make enough stew for 200 people, and we only have twenty-seven guinea pigs today, which is not enough.Yesterday Kuz also took seven pheasants and hid them in our tent.We also took out more than 50 mountain eggs, and I also wanted to add some vermicelli and steak to the stew""Vermicelli?
Is it the hard hemp rope you boiled with potatoes the first few days?
”Kuz obviously didn't approve of the noodles I made, because he hated them, because sweet potatoes were a plant that only the lowest slaves ate even in the orc tribe.Apparently Kurz was worried that I would let him eat the vermicelli made from sweet potatoes, so he hurriedly said, "Maybe we can add some rice to make it better, and I can ask Master Leepas for a bag of rice."
Or there are a lot of live roots growing in the field, and it is delicious to cook and eat in a pot. ”In order to eat a meal of pseudo-pork stewed vermicelli, I hurriedly hugged Kuzi and whispered, "Brother beast, do you believe me?"
”Due to my short stature, I could only stand on tiptoe and hug Kuz, who was a head taller than me with my chest and abdomen.Kutz blinked a little embarrassed and said to me, "You must give me more meat when it comes to serving it." ”"Don't worry, when the time comes, you will eat openly, and you will be enough!"
I patted my little chest and reassured.On the easternmost side of the camp next to the lake was a row of large boulders, on which were placed ten large iron pots, each two meters in diameter, six of which belonged to the dance troupe and four to the caravan.The cooks in the dance troupe have to stand on the edge of the stove with a shovel-like shovel to stir-fry.In contrast, the men in the caravan were much more relaxed, and they ate black bread every day, and only needed to boil water in a pot, pour some dried vegetables and salt into it, and sometimes add some dried meat, which is called dried vegetable soup.At that time, I thought it was more like a Chinese herbal decoction with salt, which was difficult to drink, and unless I was hungry, I would rather eat black bread and drink plain water.Kuzi was never a picky eater, even if he could drink a big bowl of vegetable soup with relish, and then old Kuru saw that I couldn't eat dry vegetable soup, so he took Kuzi out occasionally to fight and get me some fresh meat to eat.When the steward heard my and Kuz's request, the steward Leppas didn't say anything else, but took us to the stove and took a spatula that was taller than me, and asked me, "Giga, you said you want to make a meal for everyone, and if you can handle this spatula and promise not to fall into the pot, then I will grant your request." ”Looking at the huge spatula up close, I found that the wooden handle was almost as thick as my arm, and I held the spatula with both hands and took a deep breath, and I couldn't pick up the heavy spatula with all my strength.In addition to the cooks of the dance troupe and the men of the caravan, there were many bored idlers gathered next to the stove.The caravan set up camp early in order to rest well in the area where there is water by the lake and prepare for the entry into the Pai Plateau.It was the afternoon, and the people in the caravan were basking outside their tents in the warm early spring, taking advantage of the rare good weather.When I saw people gathered by the lake, I came over."
Haha, it turned out to be Jijia boy, be careful that the spatula will hit your toes.""
Hey, I said whose family is that child, is this little hairy still breastfeeding?
How could Master Leyi let him hold such a heavy spatula. ”There was a lot of talk in the crowd, and when I didn't even lift the spatula in the end, they laughed together.However, in private, an insider began to explain that it was the caravan's pharmacist, Lao Kulu, with two children, who wanted to give everyone a good meal.Then the crowd began to discuss what to eat tonight.I was a little embarrassed, I really didn't expect the spatula to be so big, very heavy, I think it should be more than 30 kilograms, even if I was in the prime of life in my previous life, it was not easy for me to pick up such a big spatula and stir-fry."
Maybe I can" I hesitated to ask someone to help, at this time Kuzi next to me directly stretched out a hand to hold the wooden handle, just like a fly swatter to lift the spatula, and asked me innocently: "Jijia, is this shovel heavy?"
”"AhhAziz, you're so energetic. ”I was a little dumbfounded and dumbfounded.All this time, Kuzi didn't show his unusual strength, I would sometimes be a little childish, and I would fight with Kuzi on the back of a rhinoceros, and I would press on him to make him beg for mercy, and Kuzi would laugh loudly every time and admit defeat.At that time, I didn't feel anything, I thought that even if his strength was greater than mine, it would not be much greater, at most he could run, he had a lot of stamina, he could climb trees, and he could jump higher than me.Even if we came back from guinea pig hunting today, I would still feel that it was brought back by the efforts of the two of us, but now that I think about it, I have brought my thinking back to the original mode, and I think that I can't even take a fraction of the number of guinea pigs.It seems that Kuz must have borne most of the weight at that time, and I was so careless that I walked in front of it and didn't notice it.I hurriedly said to Steward Leipas, "Daddy Leyi, can we start work then?"
Maybe I can do something else, wash the meat and carry the water, Kuzke is a good cook. ”Leipas's slender eyes looked at me and Kuz with a smile, and then turned to a chubby and oil-stained man next to him, the fat man Anlu, and ordered: "Today's dinner stew will be handed over to these two little guys, I have a request, fat man, you listen, I need you to keep them safe."
If something happens to any of them, then you will receive my wrath.And I promise you won't be healed for the rest of your journey.Do you understand?
”The fat man Anlu's fleshy round face was full of wrinkles, and he wiped the oil and sweat on his face with a handkerchief of unknown color with a bitter face, and tried to take back his belly like a pot from the crowd, and said to Le Paz steward with a bitter face: "Master butler, please rest assured, I will definitely take a good look at these two young men." ”Seeing that Kuzi had been trying to speak, I tugged on Kuz's sleeve tightly.After Le Paz left, the crowd dispersed, leaving only me and Kuz with a shovel, and I said to Kuz: "All the ideas are up to me, but I am small, and you have to make some effort, after all, we are cooking dinner for more than 200 people, and I can't do even if there is only one dish." ”When Kuzi heard me say this, his hairy face full of nervousness relaxed, and he let out a long breath and said, "I can't let me stew meat, but I have strength, as long as it is a work of strength, Jijia, you can just say." ”