Farming in the beast world starts with the cub learning system

Chapter 601 Tragedy caused by a pot of burnt meat
Hu Yun was a man who knew how to live, and he didn't ask for special treatment. Every witch had a share of the pot of roasted meat, and adhering to the principle of diligence and thrift, they all ate it with gritted teeth.

Then, Hu Yin discovered that the witches began to run to the toilet frequently. When one came out, another would go in. They lined up at the toilet door, and those who couldn't wait simply ran to the public toilet outside.

Zhu Yuanyuan, who also noticed something was wrong, asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong with them?"

"Maybe he has a stomachache," Hu Yin said coldly as he began to prepare medicine. He stuffed it into his apprentice's hand and said, "Use a bigger pot to boil it. Hurry up."

The two of them knew very well that everyone was knocked out by the pot of burnt meat.

"Tsk, the meat was almost roasted into charcoal, and they actually had the guts to eat it," Zhu Yuanyuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Go and boil the medicine," Hu Yin urged, "You'd better take the medicine sooner rather than later, otherwise we won't be able to have no one to work with us."

The most important thing is, if the people in the tribe knew that all the witches were knocked down by a pot of charred meat, where would he put his face?

Thinking of everyone's surprised looks, the Great Wizard felt his scalp tingling and he once again strengthened his determination to send the silver light back. He didn't want to eat burnt meat that would give him diarrhea.

Speaking of which, the daughter of the Silver Snake Clan leader is also a strange thing. The roasted meat she makes can actually make everyone who eats it sick. That’s quite a skill.

After Zhu Yuanyuan prepared the medicine, she asked the witch who just came out of the toilet to drink it. "One bowl for each person. If there are extras, you can drink another round if the condition is serious."

The witches looked at each other in bewilderment. The bitter medicine was so unpalatable that no one was willing to drink an extra bowl. So they simply took out their large bowls and divided the medicine equally, thus perfectly avoiding the risk of drinking a second bowl.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanyuan silently added another ladle of water to the pot, "You don't have to fight, you can boil it a second time, but the medicinal smell will not be as strong as the first time."

All the witches: "..." The little witch must be a devil!

Fortunately, the antidiarrhea medicine was effective. Not long after taking the medicine, those with mild symptoms were able to sit down comfortably, and those with severe symptoms also reduced the number of times they went to the toilet.

Hu Yun sat against the wall, his eyes wide open, his face as pale as if he was about to die, and he kept muttering, "Silver Snake orcs are really poisonous, I can't get close to them. I will stay away from them from now on, and I have to be careful when watching the fun."

Who would have thought that a piece of burnt meat almost drove away all the witches. Seeing this, Hu Yin asked those who could not work in the afternoon to go home and rest.

After Zhu Yuanyuan boiled the anti-diarrhea medicine, she went to A Niang's house. She originally wanted to pick up the two children, but the master was short-handed and she was afraid that she would not be busy in the afternoon, so she had to continue to trouble A Niang.

"It's okay," Zhu Xiaofen waved her hand nonchalantly, "Your grandpa just broke a leg, his hand is fine, he can eat and wash by himself, I just need to prepare everything, it won't take much effort, it won't prevent me from taking care of my grandson."

Zhu Yuanyuan nodded, "Okay, I'll pick you up in the evening."

After taking care of her two cubs, she left in a hurry as if her butt was on fire.

Zhu Xiaofen was extremely helpless. "This kid has lived for more than 20 years but still behaves like a kid. I don't know when he will grow up."

"She has done a very good job," Grandpa Zhu said fairly, "she is better than her mother."

Zhu Xiaofen was a little confused, "Why did everyone get sick for no reason?"

There is a saying that goes, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. Within an afternoon, everyone in the tribe knew that the witches were greedy and as a result, they all got stomachaches. Among them, Hu Yun was the most seriously ill. He could even see his dead parents waving at him.

The news became more and more exaggerated, and within a few days there were more than ten versions. Zhu Yuanyuan heard extremely outrageous rumors every time she pushed the kids for a walk outside after dinner.

For example, the Silver Snake Clan coveted the houses and things of the tribe, and sent people to assassinate the chief witch and witch emissaries under the pretext of learning how to heal illnesses and injuries.

Zhu Yuanyuan was stunned. "No, if the Silver Snake Clan really wanted to do this, would the leader still let them go?"

Tsk tsk, is this considered a tragedy caused by a pot of burnt meat?

"Yin Mang is still staying in the tribe and refuses to leave," Bai Shi said with a strange look on his face. "She thinks this place is clean and tidy, with good accommodation and good food. She wants to find a companion to stay with her." "Good food?" Zhu Yuanyuan couldn't help but have a conspiracy theory. "You can't eat the meat she grills, unless she burned it on purpose to hurt someone."

"Not really," Bai Shi couldn't help laughing as he thought of something, "She ate the most of the meat she roasted that day, probably because she ate it so often, so she only had to go to the toilet a few times. The leader was worried about something going wrong, so he had people send her cooked meat later."

Although the Silver Snake Tribe is only a small tribe, it should not be underestimated. It would be best if they could coexist peacefully. After all, there would always be casualties if two tribes went to war.

Zhu Yuanyuan was a little skeptical about her life. "I've been out a lot lately, how come I didn't hear this news?"

"The leaders are afraid of trouble, so they send food to the tight-lipped orcs," Bai Shi explained.

"Really?" Zhu Yuanyuan suddenly stood up, "Just saying that my news won't be too delayed."

Just as I was about to continue inquiring about the relevant news, the older cub suddenly waved his fists and howled, and then the younger cub joined in.

Bai Shi was very relieved, "The cubs' cries are getting louder and louder."

"Is this a good thing?" Zhu Yuanyuan rolled her eyes in anger. "Hurry up and see if they have defecated or are hungry. If they keep crying, my ears will be deafened."

"I think it's okay, it's not that serious," Bai Shi's biological father turned on the filter to the maximum and said happily, "He has a loud voice and will become a tribal warrior when he grows up."

Zhu Yuanyuan asked a soul-searching question, "Is a loud voice related to tribal warriors? Can it shock the mutant beast to death?"

"Uh~" Bai Shi laughed awkwardly, "The leader said that I had a loud voice when I was a child, and I was very good at fighting when I grew up."

Zhu Yuanyuan: "..." The logic is stilted and doesn't make sense at all.

It wasn't a very friendly topic, so the two of them tacitly ignored it and focused on changing the babies' diapers.

"Why are you still crying?" Bai Shi held Xiaoye in his arms and coaxed her, sweating profusely in anxiety.

Zhu Yuanyuan hugged Xiao Ri who was also howling and said, "He must be hungry. Let's go back first."

She was not used to feeding the cubs outside.

"Okay," Bai Shi said anxiously, holding the cub in one hand and pushing the cub cart with the other, "Let's go faster."

We can’t let the kids hurt their voices from crying.

The two walked very fast, and didn't bother to say hello to the people they met along the way. They entered the house in less than five minutes.

"Lock the door quickly," Zhu Yuanyuan ordered.

Bai Shi agreed, "Okay."

After he locked the door of the main room and walked into the bedroom carrying the baby in his arms, the first thing he saw was Xiaoyi who was making goat milk powder.

"Are they all fed with milk powder?" Bai Shi asked in surprise.

Zhu Yuanyuan nodded, "I deal with medicinal herbs every day, so it's more convenient to feed him with milk powder."

Bai Shi thought about it and agreed with both hands, "You are right. If the goat milk powder is not enough, we can exchange it for some fresh goat milk in the tribe. I remember that several families have given birth to lambs."

"In fact, milk is not bad," Zhu Yuanyuan thought divergently, "I will go to the mall and buy a few cows to raise in the space."