Chapter 377: spy

"Sug come over quickly, don't talk about meat chunks a little later, you can't even get big chunks of potatoes." A woman with a height of two meters and a waist of no less than two meters greeted loudly.
She was greeted by a person who was only fifteen or six years old. Judging by the standards of the Thunder Mountain Range, it was just a teenager who had just grown up.
Compared to the workers with weeds and messy weeds around the face, this young boy named Shan is actually very neat and tidy, at least in comparison.
The hair with animal tendons is treated as neat animal skin clothes. If it is placed on a modern plane, it will definitely exist like a savage.
But among the many workers in the Blackstone Horde's defense line, this product is definitely quite clean and tidy.
Thanks to the great respect that Master Niu is now in the entire Lei Lei Mountains, this type of what was previously called a small white face is finally no longer despised, but is loved by the majority of married women ...
After hearing the greeting, the young boy quickly responded, but after putting down the tools such as shovel and rattan basket in his hand, he took his wooden bowl to the woman.
The location here is less than three hundred miles away from the Blackstone tribe, and the food distribution point of a worker at the last defense line construction site.
Every meal distribution point is responsible for preparing and distributing food for hundreds of people, so when it comes to eating, it is naturally very lively.
Hundreds of people worked for a day, and the hungry men were surrounded by many cauldrons early, waiting in line to wait for food to be distributed.
The most important thing is that those who receive food in front can find more or less lunch meat in each meal of potato soup; with such a strong reason, is it not enough for these laborers to sell hard labor, for it Are you crazy?
After waiting in line for a short time, it was finally Shan's turn to get food.
The woman from the Black Stone tribe who was responsible for food distribution, holding a long wooden spoon, and after working hard in the stone pot back and forth, finally filled the wooden spoon with potatoes and lunch meat, and then full Fully put in the fir wooden bowl.
"Are you fooled by this edamame? There is no more Zhang Qi kid! I heard that the man in your family is a little leader in the coalition. Don't let him know about it. After you go home, you will take care of you." The workers shouted loudly.
Suddenly, many laborers around with bowls eating and drinking laughed loudly.
After all, the daily hard work of the extreme heavy physical work is really making these people tired and boring. Only the supper time after work in the evening every night is their most relaxing and happy time.
For such a degree of sour words, it is simply not put in front of eyes.
Instead, she snarled with a thick waist in one hand and a long wooden spoon waving in one hand: "Close your stinky mouth, eat your food well, and such a good food as the Blackstone Tribe can't stop you. Stinky mouth? You, Eminem, which eye saw me looking at Uesugi. "
After scolding the jealous laborer, he couldn't lift his head, and again gave Shan a spoonful of potato soup and put it in his wooden bowl.
It's not that she didn't want to give Shan Shan spoons of potatoes and lunch meat any more, just because every worker has a certain amount of food for every meal, and even the ones responsible for distribution can't give too much.
Afterwards, he comforted Shan:
Do n’t listen to that guy ’s stinky mouth, I ’m just looking at you honestly, and at such a young age, I ’m so far away from the tribe. I came to the Blackstone tribe to sell labor, so I took special care. your."
After speaking, I thought about it and continued to add:
"Do n’t think too much, my little cubs are almost as old as you are. Seeing you is like seeing my little cubs; take a good rest and eat tomorrow. There will be more hard work tomorrow. Take care of yourself and do n’t worry about your Eminem at home. "
After hearing the words, he still smiled honestly, but when he picked up a full bowl of food and put it in his mouth, he felt that it was rare and delicious ...
After eating food, many laborers were in the shacks that had been built, and they slept early. They needed to work hard for tomorrow and reserve enough mental and physical strength.
Such a shack of more than twenty square squares was actually packed into a dozen people.
Therefore, the people in the middle of the nose are full of extreme foot odor and sweat odor, and the loud snoring.
As a member of the labor force, Shan naturally lives in such an environment, and judging from his long breath, he has been sleeping very sweetly.
It's just that if someone uncovers the hide covered on him at this time, he can find Sugi who seems to be asleep, using his fingers to carefully draw various chaotic lines on a piece of hide.
If the witch of the Horde Alliance, after injecting the witch power into these lines, the content on the animal skin can scare them even more:
This is already the seventh day of mixing into the Black Stone Horde. Unsurprisingly, under the cover of the mystery, no one can find any flaws in me.
Today's food is still the kind of stalk called potatoes, plus a bit of strange meat called luncheon meat.
To tell the truth, the energy in these foods is not only inferior to fierce beast meat, but even ordinary beast meat can't keep up, let alone the slaves of the Wu Temple, all kinds of food prepared for the witch sacrifices.
But I have to admit that after adding something called soybean oil to these things, the oil and water are still very sufficient, and the salt content is also abnormal enough.
For those ordinary Jian people, completely good food can also supplement their labor consumption.
What can be confirmed is that this black stone tribe in the side of the Thunder Mountain Range ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is indeed unimaginable abundance, not a temporary forced out.
Those exquisite commodities that were not recorded a few days in advance, that is, the skills they mastered in domestication, farming, wine making, salt making, etc., seemed to be much superior to those in the Wudian.
The small details alone can explain many problems. They even provide enough food for the workers like slaves.
There are still too many secrets in the Blackstone tribe. For example, where did these technologies come from, and where did those magical materials come from?
I think in order to figure out these, I still need a long time of lurking and probing; even I think it is more important to figure out these than to implement the whereabouts of the ancestral witch and holy blood ...
Wrote here, Sugi finally stopped the movement in his hand, and then he carefully collected the animal skin in his hand.
Tomorrow, during the daytime, he will look for an opportunity to hide this fast animal hide in a hidden place; even if he appears unexpectedly, the latecomers of the Wu Temple will find these things according to the hidden marks.
Afterwards, Sugi intended to start a real sleep, but after a long time he didn't have any sleepiness; in fact, the surrounding environment was not too bad. In the training he had received, he had experienced many environments, and there were many worse places than this. 'S gone.
In desperation, he could only cover his head by turning over the animal skin that was given to him; although it was just a common beast skin, it was treated and washed very cleanly, and even smelled warm of the sun taste.
Sugi suddenly smiled silently under the skin of the animal: "Emm, so distant and strange, but why is it just so warm!"