Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 66 Worried about poop

Grandma Huashu frowned and looked at her: "What is it?"

She was puzzled. Could there be anything more important than food?

Wu Yue smiled wryly: "If any tribespeople ask about it after we return to the tribe, can we just say that the rattan bag was a idea that the female members of our gathering team came up with together?"

Before exchanging the salt, I didn't want Aya and Yeduo to notice me too much.

Thinking of the troublesome situation between those two little females and Yue, Hua Shu nodded knowingly: "Alright, I'll tell the females not to spread this matter for now."

Wu Yue smiled gratefully.

Once I've saved up enough food, I'll trade it back for the salt, hehe.
If Aya and Yeduo dare to provoke me again, I'll show them why the flowers are so red.

The enthusiastic females wove rattan bags so quickly that they could practically set up an assembly line on the spot.

Busy times always fly by, and Grandma Flower Tree began to summon the females who were gathering from various places to assemble.

The females looked longingly at the wild vegetables they hadn't yet gathered, and in the end, they could only drag their huge woven bags away.

After they tied up their woven bags and carried them on their backs, Grandma Huashu gave them some more instructions before leading the gathering team toward the village.

This time, the members of the gathering team tied their animal hides around their waists with a vine.

Their dark faces were beaming with excitement as they chatted loudly, taking bigger strides than on any previous public collection day.

Looking at their appearance, Wu Yue suddenly remembered a song: "The emancipated serfs sing."

The open space in the tribe was already bustling with activity as the males of the hunting party processed the prey they had brought back.

The gathering teams met in different places, piling up the food they had gathered to form small green hills. The females sat around their own hills, chatting and laughing loudly, occasionally glancing at the other teams' vegetable hills and making silent comparisons.

If it's less than their own, they'll laugh with delight.

If someone has more than you, take out the animal hide that's lying to the side and try to find one or two wild vegetables inside to make up for the difference.

Meanwhile, in the small river that runs through the tribe, the males who have returned from hunting are washing the blood off their bodies in the water.

The three tigers squatted down in unison, letting the river water wash over their bodies.

“Yuan Lang, today is public gathering day. If your mother’s gathering team wins, could you treat us to a meal of wild vegetables?”

Teng Qian's eyes were full of anticipation, and Teng Kun beside him was also looking at his general with starry eyes.

Yuan Lang's large tiger eyes glanced lazily at the two of them: "If you want to eat, have your mother make it."

Are wild vegetable dumplings really that hard to make? (This is a question from a forum/organization.)
Apart from that pot of bitter vegetable porridge last time, the wild vegetables my mother makes at home are all simple vegetable dumplings, the kind that are eaten raw.

Thinking of this, Yuan Lang felt that even his tiger fur was turning slightly green.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun lowered their heads in disappointment: "Roar! I want to change my mother."

Teng Kun echoed, "Me too."

Whenever their mother saw them eating wild vegetables, she would rush over and forcibly pull the vegetables out of their mouths.

The most bizarre thing is that she doesn't throw it away; instead, she simply shakes it and eats it herself!
Thinking about their still slightly sore bottoms, the two big tigers began to worry about their next bowel movement.

(End of this chapter)