Chapter 352: Why not give it a try?

But seeing the little fat beast's determined expression, Wu Yue still felt sorry and poked her own panel: "How many points?"

Tongzi's eyes lit up, a small claw extended: "Ten points, I'll teach you until you learn."

Ten?

Wu Yue gave him a "you little robber" look and said: "Speak first, let me hear."

Tongzi obediently squatted: "Dog host, I've been tricked by you many times; do you think I'm still that pure Tongzi?"

Wu Yue frantically nodded in her heart: "Yes, you are!"

But Tongzi gave a sly laugh and shook his head: "Unless you pay the points first, I won't tell you this cultivation method."

Wu Yue's little face stiffened: "Feelings, the previous borrowing issue left a record with Little Fatty."

But thinking that in a few days planting a patch of taro sprouts, in autumn she could harvest endless sweet potatoes, Wu Yue's heartache over those ten points lessened.

She immediately nodded and said: "Exchanged."

Tongzi immediately sat up, regaining that strong Taobao vibe again: "Congratulations on your successful purchase; the panel has a teaching video, each step has detailed explanation; if satisfied, please give little Tong a five-star review!"

Wu Yue looked at the panel showing a short-statured Tongzi in half-old service uniform, speechlessly said: "Are you Tongzi's clone?"

The short-statured little guy in half-old clothes rolled a familiar eye and said: "Of course not, I'm still Tongzi, just too poor, working here."

The implication in the words was blatantly obvious.

Wu Yue pretended not to understand, casually gave a five-star review, then turned to her panel: "Ah, let's first see if the video tutorial is easy to understand."

Tongzi looked resentfully at the dog host; he had rummaged through boxes to find his most tattered set to sell pitifully, but the dog host didn't spend a penny, having no sympathy at all.

Could their interdependent bond be so shallow?

But Wu Yue, whose mind was only on taro planting, completely ignored Tongzi's resentful little glance beside her and focused on the teaching video.

'First, dry for one to two days, then place the taro in the sprouting soil heap, keep temperature at 18-20 degrees; after about half a month, when sprouts about one centimeter appear, you can sow.'

'When planting, the trench depth is about ten centimeters, width about thirty-five centimeters; after irrigation and water seepage, place the taro with sprouts facing up, then cover with about twelve centimeters of soil.'

'During mid-to-late planting, keep the soil moist; you can irrigate in the morning or evening.'

'Pay attention to weeding and pest control; specific methods, host, please explore yourself.'

Wu Yue looked at Tongzi with a duped expression: "You're bullying me for not having schooling, right? I could figure this out myself from the video."

Tongzi looked down on her: "If you didn't go to school, was those years of compulsory education just fed to the dogs?"

Now Tongzi doesn't know what's wrong with him; his speech is getting sharper and harder to deal with.

'If you don't speak, you have no friends; once you speak, you can knock down a whole bunch of friends.'

Tongzi lifted his chin: "This is already the most easy-to-understand teaching video in the system."

Wu Yue had a black line: "So it's just simply planting it; for someone like her, a pus-filled novice, weeding can be done manually, but pests..."

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, turned her head to look at the blue fatty beside her, her face full of a scheming smile.

Tongzi's body trembled; he instantly felt the intense malice from his own dog host: 'What evil scheme are you cooking up again?'

Wu Yue rubbed her hands and hehe-laughed: 'Tongzi, are we comrades who crossed over from the same world?'

Tongzi guardedly stepped back a few steps: 'Just say what you have to say; trying to pull connections won't work here.'

Wu Yue's face twitched slightly; this dog system is getting smarter and harder to handle, and I don't know who taught it so many tricks.

"Our relationship, just seeing each other, is already this intimate; why still need to pull connections? You're really being distant."

Tongzi hehe: 'Between you and me, just seeing each other, there's a huge wealth gap; nothing to say.'

"All this talk just means you're still holding a grudge over the deducted points, right?"

Wu Yue made a disgusted face.

Tongzi instantly exploded: 'Dog host, you're bullying me too much; deducting a few points is fine, but leaving some basic living expenses is the least respect; you've deducted so much I can't even buy underwear now.'

Wu Yue gave a disgusted look and stepped back a few steps: 'So you've been running naked these days?'

Tongzi black-faced: 'Those little underwear are now torn to the point they can only cover a bit of the vital parts.'

Damn it, whose system is this, so unscrupulous!

Looking at Tongzi's dark, teary eyes, Wu Yue, the poop-scooping official's urinary nature, came online again; I don't know which nerve twitched, and she instantly deposited 50 gold powder points into Tongzi's petty cash account.

"Lucky Tongzi, the host has distributed 50 pocket points to you; welcome to spend at the system mall!"

Tongzi had a dazed face; he still remembered hearing that familiar voice last time, when he was refused money to buy underwear, a cold mechanical tone, completely different from now's sweetness.

So does this mean not only people are realistic now, but even the system is like this?

Knowing the general method and order of planting taro, although this world's taro surely differs from China's, but we're all taro, living habits shouldn't differ too much... right.

With a nervous feeling, while the Poison Scorpion Tribe beastfolk were bitterly tilling the land, Wu Yue led the slaves to move all the taro from the cellar out to dry and nurture seedlings.

What surprised her was that the taro here sprouts without needing that long; perhaps due to the rainy season, the cellar still had some moisture, so in just a short week, the taro shoots sprouted eagerly.

The Poison Scorpion Tribe beastfolk conscripted for labor, after tilling the land, were again developed with trench-digging skill; a flick of their scorpion tails, nobody likes it.

You say how deep the trench needs to be, they'll dig it exactly that deep, absolutely standard operation.

Watching, Wu Yue secretly felt angry at the idea of permanently keeping these useful Poison Scorpion Tribe beastfolk.

After all the taro was planted, the ten plots of taro fields were assigned by Wu Yue to different slaves to manage.

Whether it's the Snow Tiger Tribe's people or the slaves, they all found Wu Yue's behavior of planting taro like this utterly puzzling.

To them, if they want to eat something, they just need to remember where they last gathered it, go gather and return; this labor-intensive planting feels like taking off pants to let out gas.

But the chieftain and the shaman both supported Wu Yue's approach; everyone also said nothing, and since Wu Yue discovered so much food for the tribe, people secretly still had some expectations.

Maybe she really can cultivate some special food.

After planting the taro, Wu Yue's breeding was again put on the schedule.

Before the rainy season, due to lack of time, she only raised a few chickens, with limited egg production only enough for a few people.

But now, she wants to increase the number of chickens raised.

Because she found the chickens here very interesting, not just because finding food in the wild is difficult or the slaves serve them too well; these guys, even when let out, show no inclination to flee.

Now the slaves gather tender grass that chickens like to eat in the morning and feed it to them, then they open the chicken coop and let the chickens out.

These chickens will then forage in the area behind/up there, and their favorite thing is to circle around the young ones, because the young ones feed them bugs to eat.

At night, they will consciously return to the chicken coop to rest.

Sometimes, after going out for a stroll and coming back, there will even be one or two extra chickens in the coop.

"Wu Yue, we have come."

Huashu Ama, whom we hadn't seen in a long time, laughed as she walked from afar, with many females following behind her, all members of the gathering team.

Wu Yue smiled, returned the greeting, then led them toward the chicken coop.

"I had the slaves wait a bit before letting those chickens out, so if you go over now you can just see them eating."

Upon hearing that, everyone's faces lit up with joy.

Indeed, at the chicken-raising place ahead, two slaves were feeding the chickens; these plump chickens obediently circled around the slaves, pecking at the tender grass they had thrown down.

From time to time they made a goo-goo-goo sound.

The females just stood there watching.

After the slaves finished feeding the chickens and left, the chickens turned around in the coop, then walked in flocks toward a grassy slope behind/up there.

That place is their favorite foraging spot these days.

The slave children also gathered there to catch bugs.

Seeing the chickens approach, they laughed and poured the bugs from their bamboo containers onto the ground; the bugs ran ahead, the chickens chased after them, and soon they were eating with goo-goo-goo calls.

"These chickens really don't run away."

"Huashu Ama sighed."

Wu Yue smiled: "Someone feeds them, someone catches bugs to feed them, foraging here is quite safe, and the chickens aren't stupid, so they're sure to stay here."

The females hearing her say that all laughed in unison.

Bringing them into the chicken coop, indeed they found several eggs in the grass nests inside.

Wu Yue stepped forward, picked up the eggs from the nest, and said: "These are the eggs I was talking about; boiled or stir‑fried they are very tasty."

Huashu Ama took an egg, examined it for a moment, and said: "I think I've eaten this kind of egg before."

Not only her, but several of the surrounding females furrowed their brows: "We've eaten them too; these eggs are too fishy, and after eating them we feel like vomiting."

Wu Yue laughed: "If you eat them raw, the taste will surely be bad; the eggs are fishy when raw, but once cooked they become delicious."

Having said that, she lifted the egg in her hand and said: "Come on, I'll go make something tasty for everyone to try."

Seeing her confident appearance, the females couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

Speaking of making tasty food, the females, under Wu Yue's influence, have already learned many methods, and some can even extrapolate to create new dishes.

As for this egg food, everyone has eaten it when extremely hungry, but because the tribe's foraged food in the past was mostly eaten raw,

so when a strong fishy egg with a hint of strange odor enters the mouth, the feeling is almost like eating feces, something those who haven't tried it cannot imagine.

Wu Yue still made the collected eggs into boiled eggs and stir‑fried eggs.

Boiling the eggs takes longer because the eggs here are really large, but stir‑frying them is much simpler.

After waiting for the animal fat in the pot to melt and give off its characteristic oily aroma, Wu Yue simply poured the eggs in.

The instant the egg liquid touched the hot oil, it made a sizzle sound, and a strange fragrance instantly spread.

The tribespeople watched as the fishy egg liquid turned golden yellow upon entering the stone pot and began to give off a completely different aroma, each of them shocked and widening their eyes.

So it's not that the eggs are bad; they just don't know how to eat them.

After the stir‑fried eggs were ready, the females each took a piece from the stone pot and put it in their mouths.

The tender, fragrant stir‑fried eggs instantly conquered the females' stomachs.

"I never expected that stir‑fried eggs would taste this good."

"Why does that fishy smell disappear after a quick stir‑fry?"

"Maybe it's because that fishy smell only exists when the eggs are raw."

Wu Yue guessed as much.

While chatting, everyone shared the modest amount of stir‑fried eggs, and they began to anticipate the taste of the boiled eggs.

Wu Yue looked at their expectant eyes and smiled: "Because you ate the stir‑fried eggs first, the boiled eggs may seem a bit bland to you, but they are still very tasty, with no fishy smell at all."

Having said that, she used a spoon to scoop out a whole boiled egg from the pot, let it cool slightly, then tapped the shell and peeled it off.

After the shell was removed, the egg was no longer the liquid form the females remembered; instead it was white and tender, looking as if it were still wrapped in its shell.

Wu Yue used a shell knife to divide the boiled egg into small pieces: "Everyone, come try a piece."

"Wu Yue, what is this white part?"

Huashu Ama broke off a piece of the egg white and smelled it.

"This is the egg white."

Wu Yue replied: "It's exactly the transparent liquid you saw flowing out when the shell was broken earlier; after cooking it becomes like this."

"The middle part is the yolk."

"So thick!"

The females' exclamation sounded from the side; upon hearing it, everyone looked over, and Shui had already shoved the boiled egg in her hand into her mouth and eaten it.

Seeing her squinting eyes in enjoyment, everyone couldn't help but gulp, no longer studying the structure of the boiled egg in their hands, and just shoved it into their mouths.

Eating the plain boiled egg gives the egg's own fragrance, without the raw egg's fishiness, carrying a hint of clear‑sky natural aroma, and all the females enjoyed it, closing their eyes.

Huashu Ama swallowed the boiled egg in her mouth, licked her fingers, and sighed: "Indeed, many things are right before our eyes; we just hadn't discovered their true way of eating."

Wu Yue nodded: "Now everyone's food, aside from the males' hunting, is the gathering team's harvest."

"Just think, if we raise many, many chickens in the future, we'll have eggs to eat every day, and if there are too many chickens we can even kill them for meat—how wonderful that would be."