It was going to be a long winter soon. Both she and Qing Tong had to stay in the cave and wait for the arrival of spring.
Although there was plenty of food in the cave, Jiujiu wasn't someone who could be satisfied with roasted meat with only two types of fruit juices as seasonings. This time, she came out to find more seasonings. Lastly, she also wanted to find a suitable clay to fire into a ceramic pot and use it as a pot.
After all, there was nothing more comfortable than drinking a mouthful of hot soup on a cold winter day.
Perhaps other people would have some difficulties in finding seasonings, but for Jiujiu, who had Steamed Bun's cheat, she only needed to let Steamed Bun scan to know the uses of these plants and what seasonings they could be used for.
After a day, Jiujiu found all the seasonings that could be used. The rest was for Qing Tong to harvest.
After all, she was just a weak little girl. The task of harvesting these plants should be left to the strong Qing Tong.
Therefore, when the two of them were having roasted meat at night, Jiujiu told Qing Tong that as long as they could find these plants, their roasted meat would be even more delicious. When Qing Tong came back the next afternoon, she brought back many plants that could be used as seasonings. The amount was enough to last until the end of winter next year.
After finding the seasonings, Jiujiu stayed in the cave to collect the seasonings every day. She also told Qing Tong about the characteristics of the clay and asked Qing Tong to bring some clay for her the next time she came back.
On the morning of the third day, Jiujiu saw the clay that Qing Tong brought back.
Jiujiu first used the clay to make three to four sets of pots and pans. She also made a few small jars to store the seasonings. She then placed them in a ventilated area and waited for them to dry naturally. When the clay was dry, Jiujiu then started to cook.
Jiujiu cooked for a whole day and night before the fire was extinguished. At night, Qing Tong drank the mutton soup that Jiujiu made.
The weather was already very cold. Even Qing Tong only chose to go out at noon when it was warm, and she would come back early before nightfall.
Drinking the warm mutton soup, the rank odor of the mutton had long been covered up by Jiujiu's seasoning, leaving only the freshness of the mutton.
After a bowl of warm mutton soup entered her stomach, Qing Tong felt so comfortable that her eyes narrowed. The hard work of searching for ingredients these days was swept away by this bowl of hot mutton soup. What was left was full of satisfaction.
If it were another orc, they would definitely be curious about how Jiujiu knew so many things. However, Green Eye was not an ordinary orc. He was a small green snake that was used as food by orcs. If he could transform from a small green snake into an orc, what was wrong with Jiujiu knowing so many things?
After preparing the pots and pans, Jiujiu used the animal skins that Qing Tong had stored to make a large curtain at the entrance of the cave to block the cold wind that blew in from the entrance.
The beast's fur was originally airtight, and after it was tightly blocked by Jiujiu, the cave became a little gloomy.
Qing Tong was originally a snake, so she did not have strict requirements for light. However, Jiujiu could not do the same, so she made a few oil lamps for herself.
However, with the entrance of the cave blocked, the smoke from the kitchen could not escape. After Jiujiu asked Qing Tong to make a few ventilation holes in the kitchen, the two of them began to enter the winter state.
Qing Tong had already prepared enough food to last until next summer. Moreover, with the help of the Spring of Life, there was no need to worry about the food going bad. Jiujiu made a few ceramic pots and pans, she even specially made a ceramic rack for barbecuing.
When she and Qing Tong wanted to eat barbecued meat, they would eat barbecued meat, and when they wanted to drink soup, they would drink soup. Sometimes, when they were in the mood, Jiujiu would use the spicy berries that she found to make a hotpot for Qing Tong.
Outside the cave, the cold wind was bone-piercing and snow was falling. Just one look was enough to make one shiver. However, inside the cave, Jiujiu and Qing Tong were enjoying the hotpot and watching the snow fall.
Unlike Jiujiu and Qing Tong who were happy and content, Zhang Xiaoyu's tribe was gloomy. Especially those orcs who were old and no longer had the ability to hunt. Their faces were filled with sorrow.
In the forest, their tribe was one of the strongest. Even though their tribe had stored more food this year, it was still not enough for everyone in the tribe.
Once there was not enough food, they would tacitly allow the stronger orcs, the females, and the cubs to eat first. As for the older orcs, they would refuse to eat and starve themselves to death.
This phenomenon would happen every year, but there was no way to change it because this was already the best solution.
Zhang Xiaoyu was a female, so she naturally did not have to worry about starving to death. However, because the tribe leader was unwilling to see those orcs who had worked hard for the tribe all their lives to end up starving to death, he ordered all the orcs in the tribe to scrimp on food so that the older orcs could eat.
Although it was not enough to fill the stomach of those orcs, they would not end up starving to death.
Zhang Xiaoyu was extremely unwilling to eat less to save the old and weak Orcs.
Her partner, Leo, had to leave early in the morning and return late at night to store enough food for them to last until spring. But now, they had to starve because of the orcs who could not do anything. How could she swallow this anger?
However, her husband, Leo, was the son of the tribe leader, Zach. Zach's words were absolute in Leo's ears. Even if she was dissatisfied, she could only choose to obey.
However, as time passed, the dissatisfaction in Zhang Xiaoyu's heart grew stronger and stronger like weeds. Especially when she only had one meal a day instead of having enough to eat every day. Zhang Xiaoyu's resentment erupted like a volcano, and her emotions exploded in an instant.
Zhang Xiaoyu had been spoiled since she was young. There were only things that she did not want to eat and would throw away. When had she ever starved because of insufficient food? Not to mention, she was only given a piece of dry and unseasoned roasted meat that was starting to go bad. If it were not for the fact that she could not survive without Leo, Zhang Xiaoyu would have definitely abandoned Leo without hesitation and left this damned place.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoyu missed the orc Mose who had been so attentive to her when she first arrived in the tribe.
In terms of appearance, Mose was comparable to Leo. In terms of ability, Mose was even better than Leo. Moreover, it was said that Mose stored the most food in the tribe before winter. If she had chosen Mose as her orc, perhaps she would not have starved.
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