She Only Cares About Cultivation
Chapter 772: [749] Beast World Farming 59 (1 update)
CHAPTER 772: [749] BEAST WORLD FARMING 59 (1 UPDATE)
Tangtang’s return had greatly boosted the cohesion of the family, and at the same time, Yin Ye had proposed his own idea.
"Let’s leave this place and move to the seaside. We can build our own territory there, and we’ve already mastered ironing and making copper. I think we can build our houses much stronger and we can recruit soldiers and horses to establish our own Beast Clan. We’ll cultivate the land, breed livestock, make horse carriages, and build city walls. Tangtang, isn’t this the life you’ve always hoped for? Let us help you achieve it, okay?"
Tangtang knew why Yin Ye suddenly thought this way, probably because the appearance of Beining had taught them a painful lesson.
They wanted to build such a well-defended castle for her to avoid being discovered by other powerhouses.
However, Tangtang shook her head, "I understand your intentions, but our conditions in all aspects are not yet mature, and we don’t have enough manpower. Whether it’s ironing or making bronze, it’s a long refining process. It’s not a success if they just make one or two items. In the future, we need to rely on our wisdom and first defend the Nandi Clan. Only after the Nandi Clan’s practice and adjustment can we be more adept at building our own castle, right? And I think, even if we don’t go to the seaside, treating the Nandi Clan as our own fortress works just as well."
Only when you are strong will others want to rely on you. What would be the difference between future Nandi Clan and their own tribe if they progress and retreat together?
The seaside is certainly nice, but it means starting everything from scratch. Creating a tribe isn’t as simple as just talking about it.
In reality, Tangtang didn’t want to give up their hard-earned homestead.
Actually, it wasn’t just her; everyone probably felt the same. After all, it was their jointly built home. Unless absolutely necessary, who would want to relocate and start over in a strange place?
Pan Lin, who had been silent, suddenly said, "After the spring, let’s take turns going out for trials. Maybe these two years have been too comfortable, causing my promotion speed to stagnate. We can only become stronger by continually fighting in real battles. Tangtang, you should also keep a low profile from now on and focus on planting and breeding."
Jin Han pursed his lips, "I’ll go with you. Let Yin Ye and Lang Sen stay behind. The two of us going together can look after each other and make progress together. Next year, we two will stay, and they can go out."
Yin Ye and Lang Sen exchanged a look and didn’t object, nodding to Pan Lin, "We have no objections. What about you?"
Pan Lin pondered for a while, "We might have to discuss it with the clan members. After all, the premise of our departure is to have enough people to protect her."
The four Beastmen immediately went to discuss strategies with the Clan Leader, and when they left, Tangtang resignedly watched Lili sigh.
"Let’s cook. We need to make a good meal tonight."
Tangtang set up the stone pot and began barbecuing, with slices of pork belly, beef, lamb, octopus, squid, sea eel, abalone, and so on. While grilling, she also prepared sauces, side dishes, and even managed some dough to make some pancakes to eat with the meal.
Although there was no lettuce, there were edible wild vegetables. After washing the wild vegetables, wrapping them with meat, sprinkling cumin, chili powder, or even adding a scallion or a garlic clove, the resulting taste was beyond mere "delicious."
The young ones were tempted, so they were allowed to eat. Since the Beastmen’s return time was uncertain, after eating, they rested.
Tangtang prepared the side dishes and marinated them to enhance the flavor, then sat by the stove, making many buckwheat sesame crackers, adding dried chicken gizzard, which is good for those with bad stomachs. Although the Beastmen had a very efficient digestive system, eating them as snacks was still beneficial.
In the night, the tribe seemed to only echo with the sound of falling snow, occasionally intermixed with animal noises from the grove. The room was quiet, and she sat in the kitchen, watching the bonfire and rolling out the dough, occasionally glancing outside, wondering why they hadn’t come back yet.
Only after she finished baking the crackers did she hear footsteps from afar. She breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly began to grill the meat.